Grade Eight Alchemist
The expressions of the three of them were very solemn.
They frowned.
From time to time, they would shake their heads with expressions of shock.
After a few minutes, the three of them did not say a single word. Their faces were filled with shock and confusion.
… ….
"What's going on?"
"It must be because the pill refined by this brat is too trashy."
"It must be, this kind of pill is an insult, that brat is insulting the Alchemy world."
"Let's just announce the result."
"Even the referee elder can't determine the pill, what exactly is going on?"
… ….
Discussions broke out in the plaza.
The three elders did not have any real power, their cultivation was not too high, and they did not know much about alchemy. However, they had a unique grasp of the pill's grade.
They were also pill appraisers.
But now, they actually didn't say a word?
What did this mean?
Was the appraisal level not high enough?
Or … This pill was too trashy? Was it an insult to the appraisers?
Yue Wanshan said impatiently: "Three elders, just say what you have to say. It's not good for you to hang around like this."
A few elders from the Pill Pavilion also said, "It's fine to directly announce the result. I want to see how this brat can still be so arrogant."
Yi Yourong also said slightly: "Say what you have to say."
Yin Changfeng said: "Speak!"
He had a smile on his face.
He did not bribe these three elders, because he did not need to. He was confident of winning this match, so why would he need to bribe the referee?
"Cough cough …"
A white-haired elder coughed, looked at Long Fei seriously, and said: "Forgive me for being blunt, I have never seen this kind of pill before."
Before he could finish.
The disciples of the Pill Pavilion started to laugh loudly.
"Hahaha …"
"Trash, the pill refined is naturally a trash pill."
"What kind of thing is this, you still want to teach us a lesson?"
… ….
The smile on Yin Changfeng's face became even wider.
The elder pressed his hands down slightly, and continued: "I have indeed never seen this kind of pill before, but the grade of this pill …"
At this point, the three of them looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.
The other two elders nodded.
The white-haired elder said: "It should be above the eighth level!"
As soon as he finished.
The crowd was shocked, and the thousands of people in the square instantly quieted down. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
Yin Zhangfeng couldn't react in time. There was still a faint confident smile on his face, but his smile was a little stiff, and his expression slowly distorted.
Zhao Yitian was also dumbfounded.
Instantly.
He immediately jumped up and cursed, "Old thing, did you see that clearly? Why don't you say that the pills he concocted are divine pills? "
"I think the three of you have gone senile."
Zhao Yitian shouted angrily.
Many of the Elixir Pavilion's disciples immediately shouted, "Impossible!"
"He's the only one who can refine an eighth-grade elixir?"
"Why don't you go to heaven?"
"You have to make us believe it. An eighth-grade medicinal pill? Are you sure you're not seeing things? "
An eighth-grade medicinal pill!
What did that mean?
They didn't even dare to think about it.
Even in the entire State of Zhao, the number of eighth-grade alchemists could be counted on one hand. In the entire Zhenwu Continent, there were only a few of them, yet he had refined an eighth-grade alchemist?
How could that be?
Moreover.
What did the white-haired elder say?
Above the eighth grade.
In other words, it wasn't just a level eight pill. It was possible that it was a level nine pill, or even an Earth Stage pill, or even higher.
Yin Zhangfeng's expression became ugly as he stared fixedly at Yi Yourong.
Yi Yourong was also dumbfounded.
She couldn't react in time.
"Eighth grade medicinal pill?" Yi Yourong muttered: "Is that possible?"
She didn't believe it.
Xiao Die giggled: "Sister Yi, Ah Long is amazing, right? Yesterday, he gave us three pills, and our injuries healed immediately. "
The skinny monkey said, "Boss is domineering!"
Yi Yourong looked seriously at Xiao Die and the others, her heart was filled with mixed feelings, she felt very upset. She had once suspected that Long Fei did not know how to concoct pills at all.
He treated the pills that Long Fei had given her as' rabbit poop '.
However …
She was proven wrong.
She was ridiculously wrong.
He felt very upset in his heart. There was no solution for Long Fei.
Yi Yourong looked at Long Fei standing in the middle of the crowd. That kind of calm, composed, and unmoving appearance was like that of a God Level Ranker. That kind of aura was indescribable.
Long Fei looked at Yi Yourong and said: "How is it? Your man is handsome, right? "
Yi Yourong's face turned cold, she fiercely glared at Long Fei, then released her true qi, and a voice came crashing down, "What are you arguing about, are you rebelling?"
A powerful pressure crushed down.
The entire audience immediately quietened down.
Yi Yourong walked forward and said: "Three elders, have you identified it clearly?"
"What rank is it?"
The white-haired elder calmed down slightly when he saw Yi Yourong, and said: "I can guarantee with my head that this pill's grade is definitely higher than the eighth grade. Because the three of us are only at the eighth grade, we are unable to appraise its specific grade."
Yi Yourong's heart relaxed, and he thought to himself: "My god!"
In the distance.
Gui Qingshan, who had just returned, was also greatly shocked, "To actually be able to refine a pill that surpasses the eighth grade, good, good, good, hahaha …"
At this moment.
Someone's face was ashen, extremely ugly.
It was as if he had eaten shit.
Yin Changfeng bellowed: "I'm not convinced, who does he think he is? Refining a Level Eight pill? What level of Alchemist is he? "
"I suspect that you guys are colluding together."
"Yi Yourong, Yi Yourong, I've really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to actually do this to me." Yin Changfeng was incomparably furious.
It wasn't just him.
The disciples of the Pill Pavilion were all unconvinced.
There were also many supporters of Yin Changfeng who were unconvinced. Many of them were elders who held important positions.
They were all unconvinced.
Yi Yourong wanted to say something, but … Long Fei pulled her behind him, as if he was protecting his wife, and smiled faintly: "Yin Changfeng, you don't want to admit your loss, right?"
"Are you really that awesome as a seventh grade Alchemist?"
"What level of Alchemist am I?"
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you, I am an eighth grade Alchemist!"
As soon as he finished.
The entire audience was in an uproar.
Yi Yourong, who was being protected behind Long Fei, was immediately shocked. Looking at Long Fei's back, a sense of worship suddenly rose in his heart.
Eighth grade Alchemist …
Yin Changfeng laughed coldly, "Hahaha … You said that the eighth grade is the eighth grade? Who would believe that? "
Long Fei laughed: "I knew you wouldn't believe me!"
While they were talking …
Long Fei walked to a black stone in front of the Pill Pavilion. This was a stone used to test the level of the Alchemist. Long Fei released his right hand and released his Alchemy Technique.
Next.
The black stone shone brightly and rose up bit by bit.
In the end, it stopped at the position of eight.
Eighth grade Alchemist!
Yin Changfeng was dumbfounded.
Long Fei turned to look at him, smiled slightly, and said: "Did you see it clearly?"
"I've endured you for three days."
"I almost went crazy."
"Now!"
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