Fang Ziyu perked up and said plausibly: "The third place is the fifth-order strange formation, there is no dispute.
The second place should be this cauldron of 'Nine Herbs Soup'. Although it can only be rated as a fourth-level elixir, and its effect is only comparable to that of a second-level miracle medicine, it can be taken for a long time to achieve the effect of thickening and thinning hair over time.
The first place should be Xiao Yuan Dan, a fifth-level miracle medicine with outstanding effects.
As for the small Sumeru Realm bracelet you mentioned, although it is as high as the sixth level, its effect is average. Refining this kind of treasure in the refiner trial is a bit of a trick."
After he finished speaking, the monks around him also nodded secretly. This was indeed a fair ranking.
Song Zheng asked him calmly: "When did Ben Qianhu say that the first place is that bracelet?"
"..." Fang Ziyu was stunned: "Then you..."
"I'm just saying that it's inappropriate for you to rank Nine Grass Soup second. In my opinion, Nine Grass Soup should be the first..."
On the ancient singing stage, discussions broke out: Nine-grass soup, first?!
The mood of the author of Nine Grass Soup fluctuated like waves. He was originally recommended by Fang Ziyu as second place, which was a surprise. But then Song Qianhu disagreed. He thought that he was going to lose his reputation. Unexpectedly, Mr. Qianhu praised him even more and directly
The first one was given, so he plucked his ears vigorously, wondering if he had heard wrongly.
Song Zheng pressed down his hands, and the casual cultivators shut their mouths obediently under the threatening gazes of the leopard guards around them, and the venue became quiet.
Song Zheng said: "You listed Nine Grass Soup under Xiaoyuan Dan, probably because you have always felt that food elixirs are not as good as strange medicines."
Not only Fang Ziyu looked at it this way, but almost all the monks looked at it this way, and he nodded subconsciously.
"Indeed, although many methods of alchemy are used in the process of cooking alchemy, neither the techniques nor the control of the heat are as accurate as alchemy.
If the elixir and the miracle medicine are of the same level, I will definitely choose the miracle medicine. But today's nine-grass soup is a little different."
He asked: "Can you tell what ingredients this nine-grass soup is made of?"
Fang Ziyu was speechless: Where could he eat? The alchemy was cooked in the alchemy furnace, and all the ingredients had already been cooked. If he had been a handyman, an outer disciple, and an inner disciple in Pinghu Tower, step by step like this
It is possible to identify the medicinal materials that have been prepared for elixirs for the inner disciples.
But he was a genius as soon as he entered Pinghu Tower, and he had never experienced those menial tasks.
Song Zheng had already expected it and said: "Among them are licorice, dendrobium, golden grass fruit, white polygonum multiflorum, and sandhe cucumber... there are nine kinds in total. I think this is the origin of Jiucao soup."
Before Song Zheng finished speaking, someone below had already exclaimed: "Can these ordinary herbs be used to cook elixirs that are comparable to second-level wonder medicine?"
These medicinal materials are just common medicinal materials in the spiritual world, and are just a step above those used by ordinary people in the world.
Song Zheng nodded and said: "Exactly. Using these ordinary herbs, we can cook such outstanding elixirs. The combination is exquisite and the techniques are as skillful as clumsy.
The most important thing is that these herbs are affordable even for ordinary casual cultivators and can be taken every day. This tripod of elixirs is a blessing for casual cultivators in the world!
Therefore, Ben Qianhu gives him first place!"
The author has bowed deeply: "Thank you, sir, for your praise, and even more so for your understanding. It is difficult to practice casual cultivation, and I was forced to do this."
Song Zheng smiled: "Don't worry, in this refiner trial, you must be the leader, and no one can take it away from you."
Others looked at Fang Ziyu, which was equivalent to completely ignoring Fang Dacai.
Fang Ziyu stood there blankly. He just tasted this pot of elixir and thought that the ingredients must also be extraordinary. However, he did not expect that it was so mysterious, turning stones into gold and turning mortal beings into immortals.
Song Zheng then announced: "The second place is naturally Xiao Yuan Dan, whose alchemy skills are excellent."
"The third place should be the fifth-level strange formation."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand: "Record the ranking."
"Yes." Du Baihu immediately agreed, beckoning the celebrities to come over, and recorded the top three in the refiner test in this golden book.
Fang Ziyu had a sullen face, feeling that he had been ignored. But Song Zheng's decision was very fair. He couldn't find a problem and didn't know how to react, so he sat back in frustration.
The refiner trial has come to an end, and the arena competition has also reached its climax. The top eight have been decided, and they are fighting each other.
Fang Ziyu watched the game, but his mind was not on his eyes. He secretly wondered: How could Song Zheng be so familiar with elixirs? Is he also a master of this method, or... cheated in advance?
Fang Ziyu also experienced some things while growing up.
When he entered the Pinghu Tower, he was highly regarded, which inevitably squeezed out the resources of some outstanding disciples. In the first few years, he also "failed" and failed in the sect competition, but subsequent investigations found that his opponent had cheated.
At that time, he knew that as a genius, there were many people who were jealous of him. They could not defeat him openly, but they would use various conspiracies and tricks.
Fang Ziyu raised his eyes, looked at Song Zheng, and took the initiative to say to Song Zheng for the first time: "Qianhu is good at the method of alchemy and food?"
Song Zheng shook his head: "No."
Fang Ziyu nodded and said nothing, turned to look at the ring, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: It was indeed cheating, this tripod of nine grass soup was probably arranged in advance.
"Humph!" He snorted coldly in his heart. If it was just a dispute of temper before, now he is really angry.
There are only four arenas left, shrouded in the Small Sumeru Realm. Among them, the eight casual cultivators show off their unique skills. Some magic weapons are like Jinghong, some Taoist skills are like raining fire, and some physical skills are like Vajra. When the battle is going on, I
It's so happy that it makes you scream.
On one of the arenas, someone punched out nine rings of fire, and the sound of wind and thunder exploded, knocking the opponent out of the arena in one go.
On the remaining three arenas, the results were gradually determined. The four final winners were brought under the stage. Du Baihu bowed and reported: "Sir, the top four have been decided. Please draw lots for them."
In the previous stage, the contestants drew lots by themselves, but in the semi-finals, Du Baihu had an idea to please Qian Hu, which deliberately caused this "extra matter".
Song Zheng smiled: "Okay."
Someone brought the lottery tube, but before Song Zheng could raise his hand, there was a sudden roar from Taiji Lake, and a spiritual light shot up into the sky, gushing thousands of feet, and a huge light bubble was rushed into the sky, and then there was a snap
It exploded.
More than a dozen rays of precious light were like shooting stars, flying in all directions.
On a small island in the lake, a huge osprey-like sky bird spread its wings, took the lead, pecked a precious light, and then returned to its nest.
Under the water, an undercurrent surged, and the giant beasts used their magical powers. Some swallowed them from the air, and some leaped into the air. The fish had wings on its back, and absorbed the precious light one by one.
But this time the Baoguang erupted extremely high, and there were still several groups of light flying over the water and heading towards the shore.
But halfway, a huge black shadow jumped up from the lake. It turned out to be a huge water snake, with two wings on its back, a single horn on its head, and a dark golden body. It had the vague appearance of a soaring snake.
This strange beast opened its mouth wide, spit out a large mist, gathered three groups of precious light, and suddenly absorbed it back into its belly.
There was only a ray of precious light left, and it reached the shore of the lake in an instant with the fastest speed. The giant water snake wanted to pursue it, but saw that the precious light was exhausted and fell on a special beach.
The water snake fell down and dived back to the surface of the lake. A clear wave of water gradually faded away.
There was a commotion on the ancient singing stage.
Everyone knows that the treasures that spurt out from the Yang Eye are treasures, and now one of them is right in front of you.
The top four in the arena competition looked at each other, with fighting spirit in their eyes. In an instant, the four of them moved together, heading towards the beach where the treasure landed.
Song Zheng smiled slightly and watched the changes.
One of them, with a body as if made of fine steel, stepped dozens of feet in one step, leaving a clear crack on the ground.
But there were people faster than him. There was a Taoist priest who turned his body into a shadow. The clouds were floating and the mist was swaying. He was already hundreds of feet ahead.
Ring ring ring…
In the sky, a golden bell rang crisply, and it had already reached the sky above the beach. The bell reached down to get the treasure, but someone blocked it with a shoulder. It turned out that the fourth person appeared and had already arrived.
Outside the tidal flat.
The four of them took the lead in fighting. The treasure fell on the beach, and the light gradually dissipated, and it was possible to see clearly that it was a pure white jade talisman.
The four people became greedy and fought more and more endlessly.
At this time, the tidal flat suddenly shook and then stood up completely!
"Ah" the casual cultivators on the ancient singing platform were shocked. They were not sufficiently cultivated to realize that the tidal flat was a terrifying wild beast.
As soon as this desolate beast stood up and raised its head buried in the mud under the water, everyone could see clearly: "This is a seventh-level desolate beast, Desert Crocodile!"
The top four had already rushed to the side of Mogu Crocodile. The giant beast flicked its tail and hit the bell magic weapon. The bell flew far away with a pinging sound. There was still a sound on the way, but it was a little broken.
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A huge black shadow appeared in front of the casual cultivator who was holding the bell. With a thud, a huge claw pressed on his chest. He was blasted hundreds of feet away, and a mouthful of blood sprayed into the air.
The other two people who had not arrived yet hurriedly stopped, but the Mogu Crocodile had already rolled onto the shore, roared, and spat forward, and a violent force swept out, smelly, poisonous, and dirty!
The two of them were blown all over the ground by the poisonous wind, and passed out with black faces.
"Hurry up and save people!" Fang Ziyu suddenly realized that this was his chance to show off and let the little Qianhu see the level of the big sect Tianzun.
He flew down from the ancient singing platform, and put a palm print on the forehead of the ancient crocodile. He was in the air, dressed in white and elegant.
In the surrounding stands, the female cultivators were staring at him. At this moment, his graceful appearance made stars pop up in their eyes. They held his hands involuntarily to their hearts and almost shouted "So handsome".
Chapter completed!