The Danfang, which is more than ten feet a radius, is full of onlookers, and people watch as the old and the young start betting.

"One to lose three, buy it and leave it"   .

Han Fengyi, the old man three.

"There is only one opportunity, don't miss it"

"Time is up to pause the bet" The chubby boss of forty years old put away a large amount of spiritual energy, and the onlookers took the evidence to wait for the alchemy to be refined.

"Senior brother has all been pressed?"

Shi Yuhua shook his evidence and Han Feng settled down. The opportunity should not be missed. He would definitely miss it.

The chubby boss felt that he was having a big time playing. He looked at the old man with tens of thousands of spiritual capitals, his heart was beating violently. His family had a great career and could not withstand such a bet.

Fortunately, I ended the situation in time, otherwise if this continues, everyone will suppress Master Liu and will not go bankrupt. Qingxing, who is still scared, is wise. The chubby boss is not optimistic about Han Feng. He thought to himself.

Fortunately, the young man in Qiannao was betting 1,000 to Han Feng, so he would not allow the loss to be great this time. He was as chubby as everyone else and didn't like Han Feng.

Looking at the evidence of buying the old man's hundreds of spiritual yuan in his hand, the man could immediately pick up one hundred spiritual yuan with a smile.

"Who did you buy?"

"Of course it's Master Liu!"

"And you?"

"Of course it's Master Liu, hehe!"

The two middle-aged men burst into laughter and saw that Han Feng was defeated and Ling Yuan was given.

"Why did that young boy have a broken head? He was so ridiculous with Master Liu, Bidan?" After saying that, the woman also laughed.

"Yes, yes, others don't know you and I don't know the background of Master Liu. He was the one who was a spiritual alchemist in his early years." After saying that, the man laughed out loud.

"How many have you taken?" asked the man beside the woman with a smile.

"Three thousand spiritual entities." The woman replied with confidence, and then asked the man.

"And you?"

The man said "Two thousand five hundred" with a little regret. This was one of the few opportunities. Both of them were both powerful men in the imperial realm.

"What, you bought the young man in white?" An old voice asked in surprise, the boy beside him.

The boy hesitated and said, "Grandpa, that youth has high odds."

"Hey, you stupid boy, fortunately my grandfather bought Master Liu, otherwise he would have lost a lot."

The onlookers basically don’t like Han Feng. Those who bet on the bet are mentally stinging small and big, and they turn into motorcycles and make a big move. Even though they know that there is not much hope, they are reluctant to take action under the temptation of odds.

The middle hall on the first floor of Danfang was vacant, and the old man and Han Feng stood apart one meter apart, waiting for the time to arrive.

With a quarter of an hour left, the crowd calmed down and the heart pounded.

Even Shi Yuhua was nervous and sweated slightly on his hands.

"Both parties check the medicinal materials."

Han Feng and the old man used their spirit to scan the medicinal materials of the Master's Pill on the desktop.

Han Feng took the lead and said, "No mistake."

"No error"

The fat boss said: "The alchemy begins."

Han Feng took out the medicine cauldron, which was a spiritual-level medicine cauldron. The medicine cauldron was rough and was obviously not as craftsmanship as the old man.

The most important thing for an alchemist to remove the alchemist is to have a good alchemist. You must know that a good alchemist will have an amplification effect on alchemist refining.

The alchemy cauldron is divided into: human, teacher, spiritual, Xuan, emperor, and imperial rank. Human-level alchemy cauldron cannot refine the master's elixir. The alchemy cauldron is prone to breaking under the long-term barbecue of spiritual fire, or frying the furnace.

A good alchemy tripod is valuable, just like the old man's alchemy tripod, which is a better existence in the spiritual level, worth three hundred spiritual quantities.

A spiritual elixir only has a dozen spiritual essences.

When the few people who bet Han Feng saw that their medicine cauldron was not as good as the old man, they couldn't help but feel depressed.

The person who bets on the old man can't suppress the joy in his heart and it appears on his face.

Han Feng did not take a look, and the crowd watched, as before, the spiritual fire appeared in his hand, barbecuing the alchemy cauldron, and throwing it into the alchemy cauldron.

The old man glanced at Han Feng and despised this boy for not knowing how to refine alchemy at all.

The old man who bets on the old man is sure to win, and he thought in his heart how to spend a lot of money on Lingyuan in a while.

No one around made a sound, waiting for the two of them to finish the alchemy.

The old man was steady and skillful, and the medicinal materials were in order. He threw them into the alchemy cauldron, and the alchemy cauldron made a sizzling sound and began to refine them.

The spiritual fire on Han Feng's hand disappeared, and the pill was approaching in less than five minutes.

Seeing the young man in white stopping, everyone thought that the alchemy was failed and the medicine liquid and the powder did not merge.

Several people were sad, many were happy. The fat boss was also calculating how much spiritual yuan he would have to pay this time.

As the old man stopped, he moved and completed the alchemy.

The old man waved his hand and uncovered the cauldron, and a Master Spirit Pill came out of the cauldron. He carried the remaining warmth in the old man's hand and emitted the fragrance of medicine.

The crowd's eyes gathered on Han Feng, or on the rough medicine cauldron, waiting for Han Feng to lift the cover.

Han Feng did not let everyone wait for a long time, and opened the medicine cauldron with residual heat and appeared in his hand.

The crowd exclaimed and asked: "How is this possible?"

The betner was dumbfounded. The speed of refining a human-grade pill would not be so fast. Look at this age, this master-grade pill is absolutely first-class.

Look at the black and red elixir in Han Feng's hand.

Let’s look at the red, Master Ling Pill in Master Liu’s hand.

Whose medicinal power is pure, you will know at once.

Quiet in an instant.

"Pill Test" fat boss changed his face very quickly, and he looked concealed and swept away his face. His face was filled with joy and trotted towards the two of them.

Everyone present is aware of the goods, and they are unwilling to be separated. The fragrance of medicine floats out from the elixir alone can tell which one is stronger and which one is weaker at a glance.

"Han Fengsheng." The chubby boss announced happily.

The people present had better mental quality and pushed their hearts down and walked outwards. The woman, Huang Realm strong man, burst into tears on the spot. That was her entire wealth for decades, and she lost all of her money in the past. She was a little desperate if she lived in the future.

There are many people who are suffering.

The scene suddenly became weird and sad.

The old man was stunned and stared at the black and red pill, unable to believe it. "How is this possible? How could this happen? The God of Pill came to the world?"

"Master Liu, Master Liu." Han Feng looked at the old man and ignored others. This man still had 1,500 spiritual yuan.

"Yes" the old man looked at Han Feng and took out 1,500 spiritual coins.

Shi Yuhua was excited and went to exchange for Lingyuan.

Their wealth is close to the Imperial Realm.

The old man was in a daze and handed over his spiritual energy.

When Han Feng saw Shi Yuhua coming with four thousand spiritual entities, the two of them walked out with jealousy, hatred, and envious eyes.

"Little brother, wait?" the old man shouted to keep him.

Han Feng turned his head to look at the old man, maybe he lost his energy, but if he didn't look at what was going on, how could he do it?

Seeing Han Feng turn his head, the old man said unwillingly: "Go another competition."

The old man ignored Han Feng's answer this time and said tough words.

Han Feng turned around this time and waited for the old man to continue.

"This time, it depends on who has better quality than Rong Ling Pill."

There was no crowd around this time, and he mocked the old man. Many people just lost and were unwilling to accept that Han Feng would have another competition.

The bystanders were also persuading Han Feng to have another competition.

Although Han Feng was persuading Han Feng to compete, no one believed that he could be a spiritual elixir master at this age.

Which spiritual alchemist is not an old man? Master Liu is not a good talent. He only entered the spiritual level in his forties.

Looking at Han Feng’s inferior alchemy just now, even if Han Feng is a spiritual alchemist, he has just advanced and is far from comparable to it.

The alchemist loves the alchemy like a man loves his wife.

In the hands of the spiritual alchemist, the alchemy cauldron is stronger than that in Han Feng's hands.

Moreover, the difference between the master-grade alchemist and the spiritual alchemist is huge. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the spirit will be, and the more refined the control of the spiritual power and medicine cauldron. In addition, the old man is in his thirties after all, and he is really a god-like general. He is not even better than the old man at the age of another.

"Speak out the conditions." Han Feng said lightly. It would be impossible to have no bets. More importantly, there are not many opportunities to earn spiritual energy in this way, but more because Han Feng has extremely confident and clear understanding of his own strength.

"The items in this ring are worth more than 3,000 yuan. I will lose, and you will lose, and you will lose, and the pill recipe will be given a 1,500 yuan." The old man vowed to Han Feng and said to him, and the onlookers could hear it.
To be continued...