Who won and who lost?
Ruthlessly scolding!
He didn't give them any face at all.
Most of the people present were secretly enraged.
Especially the disciples of the Pill Pavilion, they were extremely furious. How many days had Long Fei been cultivating Alchemy? What qualifications did he have to teach them a lesson?
Not to mention.
Other than them, he had also taught the Great Elder of the Pill Pavilion a lesson.
Everyone looked at Yin Zhangfeng.
They all wanted to see him fight back.
It was just that …
At this moment, Yin Zhangfeng's mind tightened, and what Long Fei had just said kept repeating in his mind, "Everything in the spirit pill will return to the spirit liquid."
"The best pill is to control the spirit liquid to the greatest extent possible within the pill."
"The control of the spirit liquid …"
"I … I …" Yin Zhangfeng felt very upset in his heart. In all these years, he had never thought about the control of the spirit liquid, and had never thought that the fragrance was the loss of the spirit liquid.
Seventh grade Alchemy Grandmaster. He felt that he didn't know anything.
At the same time.
He was very unhappy in his heart, because these words were said by Long Fei.
It was a lesson to him.
On what basis?
Yin Zhangfeng roared in his heart, "On what basis? What right does he, a kid who has cultivated Alchemy for three days, have to teach me a lesson? What qualifications does he have? I have concocted more pills than he has ever seen. "
"I am a seventh grade Alchemy Grandmaster, who does he think he is?"
Then.
Yin Zhangfeng flew into a rage out of humiliation, and shouted heavily: "What bullshit are you talking about, what level of Alchemy Grandmaster are you, what qualifications do you have to lecture me?"
"In this world … Even in the entire Primordial Great World, who can do it without losing a single drop of spirit liquid?"
"Even the Tian clan Alchemy Grandmaster can't do it."
His heart was filled with rage.
The pride of a seventh grade Alchemy Grandmaster.
The surrounding Elixir Pavilion disciples immediately echoed.
"That's right, who do you think you are?"
"What level of Alchemy Grandmaster are you?"
"What qualifications do you have to lecture us?"
"Can you do it?"
… ….
Just then. Long Fei casually picked up a Spirit Grass and said: "I can do it."
As soon as he finished.
Long Fei's mind moved, and a powerful force surged.
"Heaven and Earth as the furnace, nature as the fire …"
Subconsciously releasing the alchemy technique, the control of the spiritual liquid in the spiritual grass could be said to have reached an unprecedented realm.
He did not know what this technique was called.
He didn't know why his brain had this kind of alchemy knowledge.
However …
He knew very well that this kind of alchemy technique was thousands of times better than that of the Zhenwu Continent.
Endless streams of primary energy began surging madly to form waves of flames that enveloped the spiritual liquid. The flames kept pressing down on the spiritual liquid. At the same time, Long Fei's mind was completely focused on the spiritual liquid.
He entered a state of selflessness.
Slowly.
All the Spiritual Liquid within the Spiritual Grass was released, and under the control of Long Fei's mind, it slowly took shape. During this process, no fragrance of the Spiritual Liquid leaked out.
Yin Zhangfeng stared at the Spiritual Herb in Long Fei's palm, and he was shocked.
He began to be disdainful.
But now …
His heart, however, was filled with shock.
"He doesn't even have a pill furnace. How did he do it?"
"Impossible!"
"There is no such alchemy technique in this world. It is simply impossible."
Yin Zhangfeng didn't believe it.
He didn't believe that a sixteen or seventeen year old kid could have such attainments in alchemy after only three days of cultivation. This was absolutely impossible, alchemy was not a cultivation, it was not something that could be done with talent alone, it also required the accumulation of experience. Long Fei had only cultivated alchemy for three days, no matter how talented he was, he wouldn't be able to refine any pills.
Of course.
Yin Zhangfeng didn't know what Long Fei had experienced in his previous life.
What had he experienced in the cultivation world of the Dragon Coffin? How many times had he cultivated alchemy?
Insufficient experience?
Even ten Yin Zhangfeng added together would not be able to match up to Long Fei!
"Done!"
After a few seconds, Long Fei shouted out. A pill that didn't look like much from the outside was formed, and it didn't even emit a trace of heat.
Long Fei said in disdain: "Did you see it clearly?"
Yin Zhangfeng looked calm on the surface, and sneered: "Is that alchemy? I think it's child's play. Do you think that using the primary energy to force out the spirit liquid and then condense it into a pill is a pill? "
"Brat, you're still too inexperienced."
"If this alchemy competition wasn't a bet of life, I would be willing to accept you as my disciple. What a pity, what a pity."
The hosting elder walked forward and said: "Have you all finished refining?"
"Alright!"
"Next, the referee will decide who among the two of you has a higher grade pill."
The two disciples walked onto the Pill Stage.
"You're going to use that pill to participate in the competition?" A disciple asked.
Long Fei looked at the dozen or so pills that he had refined and said: "Whatever, choose one yourself."
The disciple's eyes were filled with disdain as he casually took one and walked off the Pill Stage.
Yi Yourong started to worry.
It had to be said that Long Fei's alchemy competition was very beautiful.
Others might not be able to tell what he had said, but she could see it clearly. Yin Zhangfeng was deeply intimidated.
In this way.
She was even more determined to protect Long Fei.
The idea was linked to the Profound Moon Underworld Wheel, and he thought to himself: "After all, the alchemy competition is about the grade of the pill. Yin Zhangfeng is a seventh grade Alchemist, how can he compete with him?"
"However!"
"I will definitely protect you from death!"
She was ready for anything.
At the same time.
Zhao Yitian said coldly: "Looks like my sister-in-law is going to take a risk."
"Pass down my order."
"As long as Yi Yourong makes her move, immediately send out the disciples of the Elite Hall and kill that dog Long Fei first!"
Similarly.
Yin Zhangfeng was also prepared for anything.
Regardless of whether he won or lost, he was prepared for everything, even … Riot, force Yi Yourong to abdicate!
Yin Zhangfeng leisurely and confidently walked down the Pill Stage.
Long Fei also walked down.
Two medicinal pills were delivered to the referee's seat.
The referee team was composed of the three most qualified elders.
The three of them appraised Yin Zhangfeng's' Heaven Fire Pill '.
"The spiritual fragrance assails my nose."
"The true qi is dense."
"Furthermore, it carries a strong fire attribute, and can double the power of the fire attribute cultivation technique."
"That's right!"
"The Heaven Fire Pill truly lives up to its name. This pill can be considered to be of the highest quality among the seventh grade."
The three old elders said indifferently.
The entire audience became excited.
"Brat, did you hear that? It's a high grade medicinal pill among the seventh grade."
"Hahaha … Prepare to die."
"A high grade pill among the seventh grade, too powerful."
Even many of the elders were excited, especially some of the fire element elders. Their faces were filled with shock, and they wished they could kneel in front of Yin Zhangfeng.
Yin Zhangfeng revealed a pleased smile, and thought to himself: "Brat, you want to fight with me? Your life is going to end today. "
Long Fei stood in place without moving.
Yi Yourong held onto the Profound Moon Underworld Wheel tightly, secretly accumulating energy, ready to attack at any time.
The three old elders stood in front of Long Fei's pill and carefully evaluated it.
A few minutes passed.
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