"It's okay to be ungrateful?" Jian Fengyun's eyes swept at the middle-aged man, and a faint coldness appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "What kind of spiritual medicine should I choose to do with you? Is it possible to compare the skills of the arts and prohibit the priest-level pharmacist from choosing the imperial-level pharmacist?"

Jian Fengyun's words were filled with a faint coldness, and the soul power surged in the soul sea, without fearing the pressure of the soul power of the imperial realm.

The power of the soul power of the emperor realm means that if an ordinary pharmacist is an ordinary pharmacist, he will immediately bow respectfully when he sees the emperor realm. However, Jian Fengyun is not an ordinary pharmacist. The alchemy realm of the medicine god in his previous life has already given him a very high vision. Jian Fengyun doesn't take this kind of pharmacist seriously at all, and does not need to take it seriously at all.

Jian Fengyun has now recovered his soul sea. If he uses the secret technique of refining medicines such as the Hand of Heaven, he can already refine the elixir of the imperial level. If he adds the top-grade original spirit paste he stored in the Immortal Palace, the quality of the elixir can directly reach the rank of the king. No one of the alchemists present to participate in the competition will be his opponent.

"Master Yunming, the Master Yunming who has been praised by the Mingyuan Medicine Saint and has been personally guided by the Mingyuan Medicine Saint!"

"Master Yunming actually started arguing with Jian Fengyun, which was incredible!"

"It turned out to be Master Yun Ming. He is very self-reliant. Although Jian Fengyun is the king of martial arts, he has no achievements in alchemy. He may be scolded by him if he talks to him like this."...

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they couldn't help but talk, and most of them felt that Jian Fengyun was going to suffer.

"The ratio of refining skills does not prohibit the venerable pharmacists from choosing imperial elixirs, but you..." Master Yun Ming's face changed. He didn't expect that Jian Fengyun was not shocked by him, but would talk to him like this. He became angry and was about to speak up and teach this ungrateful junior a lesson, but before his words were finished, they suddenly stopped.

"Since there is no ban, please shut up. It's not your turn to say anything!" Jian Fengyun's brows coldly and then spoke.

As a generation of medicine gods in his previous life, even those old guys who were imperial pharmacists dared not say that he was wasting spiritual medicine. This mere imperial pharmacist dared to say that he was like this. Jian Fengyun would definitely not be able to bear this.

"You...you, you are so arrogant and are so rude to me. Has your teacher taught you to respect your teachers? It's simply outrageous!" Master Yun Ming was choked by Jian Fengyun's words and said in anger.

"Respect the teacher and respect the Tao. Just because you are at your age, you are not as good as the emperor-level alchemist who is called my Tao?" Jian Fengyun's eyes rolled, and he smiled faintly, saying, "If I were you, I would just find a piece of tofu and kill him!"

"You, you dare to slander me like this. You... I want to compete with you in the art of refining medicine!" Master Yun Ming was so angry that his body trembled. In his opinion, Jian Fengyun in front of him was just a ungrateful child. He relied on his powerful martial arts talent and wanted to compete with the art of refining.

Listening to the middle-aged man's voice, Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, as if he was looking at a fool, and said, "Okay, but if the competition alone would be a bit too monotonous. Why don't we take a gamble?"

Listening to Jian Fengyun's reversal, Master Yunming did not realize something was wrong, but responded directly and said, "Okay, what are you betting on?"

Jian Fengyun looked at Master Yunming, and his mouth moved slightly, saying, "Just bet on 200,000 top-grade spiritual crystals. If you win, I will give you 200,000 top-grade spiritual crystals. If you lose, you will give me 200,000 top-grade spiritual crystals!"

"Twenty-hundred thousand top-grade spirit crystals, okay, I've bet with you. Today I'll let you know that you, a yellow-haired boy, can achieve something in the alchemy without being able to achieve something with strong martial arts talent. Hum!" Master Yun Ming responded, then snorted heavily, threw off his sleeves and walked towards his position angrily.

Master Yunming's spiritual medicine has obviously been selected. On the other hand, Jian Fengyun has just selected an imperial-level vitality fruit in his hand.

"There are three minutes left, and the selection of materials will be over. Please speed up the alchemist and weapon refiners who have not yet selected spiritual materials!"

At this moment, the voice of the Mingyuan Medicine Saint sounded again.

Jian Fengyun's eyes swept to the source of the sound, and saw that the Mingyuan Medicine Saint's eyes were falling on him at this moment. He didn't look at him anymore, but just looked at each other faintly, then turned around and walked towards the spiritual materials held by the maids.

"Yuanmuye, natural flowers, strange wood ginseng..." Jian Fengyun quickly grabbed thirty-two heavenly rank spiritual medicines, and time passed by minute by minute.

Jian Fengyun's eyes swept to the refining spirit materials beside him, and immediately poked out his hand and took out three or five kinds of spirit materials.

"Okay, the time is up. Please take your pharmacists and weapon refiners to take their place and start refining!" As Jian Fengyun took out the last kind of weapon refining spiritual material, the voice of the Mingyuan Medicine Saint suddenly fell.

"Hahaha, that boy just took it as he didn't have enough time. Look at the spiritual medicine he took, there were actually spiritual materials for refining weapons. I think he was anxious and in a hurry!"

"Yes, although he is the king of martial arts, his state of mind is just a junior after all. He will definitely lose against Master Yun Ming!"

In the audience, Master Yunming's loyal fans couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Jian Fengyun obtaining spiritual materials.

The young warriors who worshipped Jian Fengyun before were confused when they saw this scene and felt very confused.

At the back of the refining ratio field, the heads of various major forces frowned slightly when they saw this scene, feeling a little confused. Jian Fengyun had never been so busy when he fought against the two top geniuses Li Tianyun and Yin Hao. At this moment, was he really scared by Master Yun Ming?

On the field of the Technique Refining Ratio, Ming Yuansheng looked at Jian Fengyun and shook his head, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, Jian Fengyun's performance disappointed him. The most basic thing for an alchemist is to have a stable mind. If he is in a panic, he will make frequent mistakes in refining pills, and he will not be able to refine good pills at all. However, Master Yun Ming made Jian Fengyun so panic. It seems that he is not an alchemist. The alchemy technique is really as he said, just to practice casually, mainly martial arts.

Thinking of this, Ming Yuansheng stopped paying attention to Jian Fengyun. His thoughts condensed, summoned the flames and began to refine his own longevity elixir.

Master Yunming saw Jian Fengyun's appearance of choosing spiritual materials in a panic, and he couldn't help but sneer on his face, and said in his heart: In the alchemy, don't talk about you, a kingly genius, it's useless even if the real emperor is here."

Then...
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