Start By Creating Your Own Water Bear Gu

Long Yuyao gritted his teeth. He couldn't send the elixir to him at this time, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to refine it.

She knew that she would lose this game, so she could only pray that the Fentian Ancestor suddenly made a mistake, causing the alchemy to fail.

As Long Yuyao began to refine the elixirs, the remaining alchemists with even fewer elixirs could only grimace and continue to refine them.

 The time to collect elixirs is too short. Without killing people to seize treasures, most alchemists cannot get together a single elixir recipe.

Especially the hard-working alchemist who gave all his elixirs to a genius with the same surname. He only had junk elixirs that were obviously unused, and they were in single digits.

　What can this be practiced for?

With grimaces on their faces, they could only throw the single-digit elixirs on the table into the alchemy furnace, preparing to smash the jars.

In fact, just throwing a few miscellaneous elixirs into an alchemy furnace can turn into elixirs. However, such blindly refined elixirs have no medicinal effect and may even be poisonous.

 For them, it’s okay to get a pill, but they can’t even think about passing the score.

At this time, everyone was already making elixirs, but Long Xuan stood out from the crowd, sitting there with his eyes closed and meditating. He was out of tune with the people around him, and also attracted the attention of all the judges.

 All the judges frowned slightly at this time.

“The number of elixirs he has is far less than that of Feng Jiu and Qin Dan, so he will definitely lose this round.”

"I hope he doesn't fall asleep. There is only one day left to refine the alchemy. If it goes over time, he will get zero points." Feng Tiancheng sneered.

"There is one day left for alchemy. You may have remembered it wrong. They came out in advance. To be precise, everyone has three and a half days for alchemy."

"It's still early, let him sleep for a while, he may be tired." Long Xiaoyao thought that Long Xuan needed time to transmit the message before, so he said sarcastically.

"Hmph! So what if we give him three more days? Giving him three days will allow him to increase the number of elixirs. I want to see how big a wave he can make."

Feng Tiancheng showed disdain, looked at Long Xiaoyao and said, "Since you are so confident in him, how about we have another bet?"

“Just bet on five top-quality Gu worms. It’s still the same old rule. Whichever alchemist has the highest score will be the winner.”

Feng Tiancheng felt that he was sure to win this game, so he immediately proposed a bet. People who lose in gambling often want to get their money back. The more they lose, the more they want to gamble. At this time, he wanted to get back the five top-quality Gu worms that he had lost before. .

However, thinking that Long Xiaoyao could not agree to this losing bet, he immediately said:

"You should understand that if something unexpected happens in the world of medicine, it can take three days or one day to refine the elixir. It's all okay. I have the final right to explain."

“I don’t think most of the judges are willing to wait three days. If you agree to this bet, then I will reluctantly agree to increase the alchemy time to three days.”

Long Xiaoyao glared at him. Which of his eyes could see that he was confident in this round? The Long family is clearly losing this round.

Does he really know how to pick opportunities and propose bets in situations where he is sure to win? Do he really think he is stupid for taking such a bet?

But thinking of what Long Xuan had said in his ear before, he hesitated for a while.

Although Long Xuan's chances of winning are extremely low, the outcome of this alchemy competition is too important to the Long family, and may even affect the life and death of the entire clan.

Even if the chance of winning is less than one in ten thousand, he still wants to win at all costs. What if a miracle happens?

It doesn't matter, anyway, those five top-grade Gu worms are not his own, they are earned by himself. Even if he loses, he can just give them back at worst, and he won't lose anything.

With this mentality, Long Xiaoyao immediately decided to gamble. He turned his head to look at Feng Tiancheng and sneered:

"You still want to bet with me? You lost to me five natal Gu worms before. Are you sure you still have five natal Gu worms? Don't give me a blank wolf."

Seeing Long Xiaoyao take the bait, Feng Tiancheng was secretly happy and immediately said: "As the chief alchemist of a country, am I short of money? Isn't it easy to refine more than ten natal Gu insects?"

"Don't blame me, you must have more than ten top-quality Gu insects on your body. You and I are equally famous, how can my collection be worse than yours?"

Long Xiaoyao joked: "Of course I know your net worth, but no matter how wealthy you are, if you lose ten natal Gu insects, you will become a waste, right?"

“I heard that you have many enemies and you will become useless by then, so be careful when walking at night.”

“I don’t need to bother you anymore. Do you really think I can lose this game? I want to get my money back.” Feng Tiancheng clenched his fists.

 He felt heartbroken when he thought about the five natal Gu worms he had lost before.

In the Tianfeng Empire, the Fenghuang is apparently the strongest, but the Fenghuang is old and does not have much life left. The energy and blood in his body have long been exhausted, and his combat effectiveness has long been reduced.

 So the strongest person in the Tianfeng Empire is actually him. However, he happened to lose five of his natal Gu insects in a bet with Long Xiaoyao, which resulted in a significant drop in combat effectiveness.

Unfortunately, the four evil men attacked at this time. How could he be the opponent of the leader of the four evils when his strength was seriously damaged.

This resulted in the old man from Montenegro being unchecked and injuring Queen Feng. The strong Feng family could no longer withstand the offensive of the four evils. In the end, he was killed and defeated, leaving all the Gu kings behind, and the four of them escaped laughing.

 Otherwise, in his prime state, how could the four evil men escape so easily?

Thinking of this incident, Feng Tiancheng became so angry that his intestines turned green with regret. He secretly lamented that gambling harmed people and caused harm to people and the country. This time he returned to his roots and would never gamble again.   …

At this time, in Long Xuan’s spiritual world.

 He looked at the paper in his hand that was made up by illusion, and he didn't know how to start.

There are really not many materials on hand. Even if he were to create his own recipe, he would still have a feeling of being unable to start due to the limitations of the materials.

So what if we create a new recipe? Will the elixir refined from the new elixir recipe be worth more than those two people?

 Long Xuan was not very confident, he had no confidence at all.

 The heaven-defying degree of the elixir's efficacy must be related to the materials. If the materials are ordinary, it will be impossible to refine the heaven-defying elixir.

He has a bunch of elixir recipes in his hand that can induce visions, but which elixir recipe contains more than tenth grade ingredients?

The Heaven-defying Pill, which can induce thunder and calamity, is made from the fruit of the only sacred tree in the world.

With the elixirs he collected, he would not be able to create such a heaven-defying elixir. This is something worthy of recognition.

 The current problem lies here. Since Fentian Patriarch and Qin Dan have a large number of elixirs in their hands, the overall quality of the materials selected when making elixirs will definitely surpass him by a lot.

 The gap in material quality is too large and it is difficult to make up for it with Danfang.

Long Xuan frowned and thought hard for a long time. Just when he was about to grow old with worry, his mind suddenly opened up and he came up with a brilliant idea.

 The reason why he is now at a disadvantage is that the quality of the materials is quite different from that of his opponents.

 What if you could make up for the difference in material quality yourself? What if the quality of his elixir materials far exceeds that of his competitors?

Long Xuan's eyes lit up at this moment. He suddenly thought who stipulated that elixirs must be used to make elixirs? Can I make elixirs without elixirs?

Of course, what if you use elixirs to make elixirs?

This idea is really good, it’s so creative.

The quality of the elixir must surpass that of the elixir. If the elixir can really be used as a material to make elixirs, then due to the influence of innate factors, the quality of the elixir produced will most likely be extremely high. It is not at all superior to the Fentian Patriarch. Nothing is possible.

His idea at this time was to first refine the elixir in his hand into various types of elixirs, and then use these elixirs as materials to refine another elixir.

 He gave this alchemy technique at least the name of combining alchemy techniques.

 The technique of using spiritual elixirs to make alchemy is absolutely unprecedented in this world, and no alchemist has ever thought of it. He is considered a pioneer in history.

If this method can really be realized and the elixir can be successfully refined outside using this method, it will surely shock all the judges and widen the eyes of all onlookers.

This method will also cause a sensation all over the world, and will form a new school of alchemy. Alchemy recipes based on spiritual elixirs will also spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and will be researched by talented alchemists.

Such an eternally famous thing made Long Xuan's breathing quicken, and he secretly sighed at how he was so smart, and how could he come up with such a wonderful method of alchemy.

Long Xuan clapped his hands excitedly and took action immediately...

 …

 At this time, outside, in a mountain forest.

 “Poof!”

 The old demon-burial ghost was holding on to a boulder, vomiting blood wildly, his eyes full of horror.

“Damn it! How can this Fentian Patriarch be so strong! When my four evil men join forces, they are no match for this person! Is this the combat power of the tenth most wanted demon?”

 The old devil’s face was ashen.

Just now, the four of them killed through a hundred thousand imperial troops, and were able to move freely in Tianfeng City where there were so many strong men. All the onlookers were shocked to see how high-spirited they were at that time.

 Unexpectedly, the four villains were beaten up by Patriarch Fentian not long after they escaped.

In the battle just now, two of the four villains were killed and two were injured. The old man from Montenegro and the white-faced scholar died on the spot. Only he and the jade-faced Rakshasa managed to escape.

However, the two of them were already seriously injured at this time. He himself even lost an arm by the sky fire, and most of the Gu insects were burned to death. At this time, his combat effectiveness had dropped to freezing point.

“Damn it! It’s true that among the strongest, there is always the strongest. A person as strong as Ancestor Fentian can only be ranked tenth on the Gu Realm’s Most Wanted List. What kind of person would be in the top nine?”

"What kind of figures were the top ten supreme beings in the previous life? Compared with this group of truly powerful people, I am just a frog in the well. Before, he was too arrogant and ignorant."

There was a solemn look on the face of the old demon-burial ghost. He looked back worriedly. When he saw that Ancestor Fentian was not chasing him, he gritted his teeth, held back the severe pain in his body, and ran forward again.

Ancestor Fentian obviously didn’t believe that the Enlightenment Tea Tree had been accidentally burned down. If he couldn’t find the Enlightenment Tea Tree, he would not give up until he killed the two of them. (End of chapter)