Nine Turns Sword God

The white-robed Holy Alchemist's face turned red. He only regretted that he was so sloppy in his reading that he couldn't even remember his name.

"Then I'll add one."

Chu Shaoyang didn't know that he had evil intentions, but he just saw that he was polite, so he gave some more hints.

"Fourth, there are four kinds of elixirs that can be made, three are healing elixirs, one is poison, and the antidote is Sky Star Grass."

The holy alchemist in white suddenly stood up, pointed at the white board and hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't remember what to call it.

"It's clearly on my lips, why can't I remember it?"

He was so anxious that the Holy Alchemist beside him, who had already passed the first round and started watching the show, laughed at him.

"If you don't even know this, how can you have the nerve to sign up for the competition?"

The holy alchemist in white held it in for a long time, but still couldn't remember.

"Forget it, I can't remember."

Chu Shaoyang sighed and opened the whiteboard. On it was written the word "Shui Yang Hua".

"Damn, it really is this!"

The holy alchemist in white was so angry that he slapped the table!

Water poplar is a fifth-grade holy medicine and one of the most common holy medicines.

Only under certain circumstances will it be refined into highly poisonous substances, which can be detoxified by Star Grass, and Star Grass can only detoxify this kind of poison.

"How stupid!"

The crowd burst into laughter, making the white-robed Holy Alchemist's teeth itch with anger.

Chu Shaoyang didn't laugh at him, but the Holy Alchemist in White didn't appreciate his kindness at all.

In his opinion, it would be more hateful for Chu Shaoyang not to laugh than to laugh at him!

Being able to imagine the rubbish herbs under the holy medicine shows that Chu Shaoyang's alchemy level is not high, otherwise how could such a problem arise?

"It's my turn."

The holy alchemist in white immediately wrote the answer on the whiteboard and quickly clasped it.

"One, white."

"Second, it's poisonous."

"Third, it's very rare."

Everyone was still waiting for him to continue, but the Holy Alchemist in White stopped talking at all.

"Is this gone?"

The Holy Alchemist who was watching suddenly felt that it was outrageous.

"Who can guess these three hints of yours?"

"I can name hundreds of holy medicines that agree with the conditions. Does this count as a hint?"

Chu Shaoyang frowned slightly.

Obviously, the Holy Alchemist in White was really deliberately making things difficult for him.

There are not just a hundred answers, but thousands!

The holy alchemist in white looked innocent: "There are at least three rules, and they cannot be repeated. I have not violated the rules."

"If he can't figure it out, it's his own business. What does it have to do with me?"

The Holy Alchemist who was watching also saw his purpose, it was clearly to make things difficult for Chu Shaoyang!

This is impossible to guess!

Chu Shaoyang smiled and said: "You said that, no one can guess it. Either continue to add a few more, or I will write down all the answers that match. As long as there is one answer that is the same as the answer you wrote, I will win."

The holy alchemist in white was surprised: "You can still write it all down?"

"Then write them all. As long as they match, you win!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "That's easy."

He immediately picked up the pen and started writing.

Ten, a hundred, a thousand...

In just one breath, he actually wrote one thousand, four hundred and seventy-five answers!

The holy alchemists who were watching were all dumbfounded!

"I didn't expect this answer!"

"And this, it does meet the three tips, but these are herbal medicines that have long been extinct. Many thousand-year-old holy alchemists don't know about them. How did he know?"

Chu Shaoyang looked at the holy alchemist in white with a smile and said calmly: "Looking at your expression, I wrote it correctly?"

The holy alchemist in white was already dumbfounded at this moment.

When Chu Shaoyang wrote the 300th answer, he had already guessed the answer he wrote correctly.

This has completely shattered his confidence.

But Chu Shaoyang didn't stop at all and wrote so many answers in one breath!

Has he become an adult by practicing ancient pharmacology books?

The holy alchemist in white opened the whiteboard, and the answer inside was one of the answers written by Chu Shaoyang.

"Guessed it right!"

All the holy alchemists exclaimed in surprise!

"It's so strong, I can guess it all!"

"Some people get benefits but still behave badly, but they don't know that they are clowns!"

"Well done!"

The holy alchemist in white had already turned red with embarrassment. He smashed the white board and snorted: "Chu, don't be proud!"

"Although I'm not as good as you in medicine, you are definitely no match for me in alchemy!"

"And we, the great disciple of the Tiangang Sect, are elixir wizards who are rare to see in ten thousand years. They will definitely trample you under their feet!"

After he finished speaking, he left, looking as if he had won.

Chu Shaoyang suddenly realized.

It must be because he apologized to himself before that he felt resentful.

And he is a disciple of the Tiangang Sect, so whenever he files a complaint with the top disciple of the Tiangang Sect, he will inevitably add fuel to the fire.

However, Chu Shaoyang didn't take it seriously at all.

In the next eight rounds, Chu Shaoyang seemed to be on the hook, all right!

More and more holy alchemists were watching, all talking about him.

"Where did this kid come from? Why does it feel like there are no herbs he doesn't know about?"

"I heard that he is the new deputy commander of the Taixuan Army, a fierce man who defeated the six heroes of Tongtaixuan!"

"What? The fifth level of Dharma Realm defeated six seventh level of Dharma Appearance Realm? What a joke!"

The more they inquired, the more shocked everyone became.

News about the Blood Sword God, the first genius of Taixuan, the sixth holy son, etc., every one of them is like a thunderbolt!

The tenth round finally begins.

After Chu Shaoyang drew the token, he immediately looked in the direction pointed by the token.

There happened to be a young man in red looking at him and said with a smile: "Chu Shaoyang?"

Chu Shaoyang saw at a glance the Tiangang Sect logo on his chest and the number nine on his token.

"I guess you are the eldest disciple of Tiangang Sect?"

Nie Bai's smile became more and more proud: "Yes, I am the eldest disciple of Tiangang Sect, Nie Bai."

"I didn't expect that I was so famous that even the disciples of Taixuan Sect knew me."

He sat down calmly and put on a confident attitude: "You go first."

Chu Shaoyang smiled, wrote down three words casually, and then said: "First, it is neither a flower nor a grass, neither a stone nor a vine."

"Second, the soul and blood coexist, and it can speak human language and can also transform into a human."

"Third, the toxicity varies from person to person. Some people are not affected, and some people will die if they touch it."

Nie Bai's smile froze on his face in an instant, and there was a thunder in his mind!

Damn, what the hell is this kid talking about?

Why have I never heard of this weird holy medicine?

A group of holy alchemists were also confused, and even thought that Chu Shaoyang was talking nonsense.

"How can there be such a strange holy medicine? Did you make it up?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "If you can't answer, just say you can't answer. Yunlan will tell whether it is true or false."

The arc of his mouth deepened a little: "First disciple, can you guess it?"

Nie Bai frowned, racking his brains but couldn't think of what it was.

"I can't guess."

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly, and then turned over the whiteboard, which was written with Soul Killing Blood.

"What?"

Nie Bai slammed the table angrily: "I have never heard of this kind of thing, and you say it is not made up?"

"Has anyone else heard of this thing?"

Everyone shook their heads, convinced that Chu Shaoyang was making it up.

"I am ignorant."

Chu Shaoyang raised the whiteboard and shouted: "Senior Sister Yun, do you recognize this thing?"

Yun Lan cast a glance, frowned at first, and then nodded: "Yes."

"This thing is the blood of the Soul-Killing Poison Scorpion, a monster beast above the seventh level of the Dharma Realm."

"But this monster beast has long been extinct, how do you know this thing?"