Liu Chongyang was shocked, and he had no idea that his energy was just a joke in Ye Fan's eyes. It was really ridiculous that the mere concentration realm was worthy of showing off his skills in front of him. Baidu, more beautiful.

"You want to refine the second-grade elixir Hunyuan Pill?" Ye Fan saw that he didn't answer, and glanced at the alchemy room outside the door. He glanced at the spiritual medicine placed in the room, and immediately understood what elixir he wanted to refine. "It seems that you are preparing to participate in the Alchemist Association assessment."

"How do you know?" Liu Chongyang was shocked again. He felt that his worldview had been somewhat subverted today. He had seen Ye Fan on weekdays, but this kid was bored. Although he worked very hard, he was a complete waste in his cultivation.

Ye Tianlong asked him for so many elixirs for this kid. This kid worked so hard but broke through the first level. Why did his cultivation soar in the past few days, and even I couldn’t tell the depth? Did he also learn to refine elixirs?

Liu Chongyang was thinking a lot, but he couldn't even think of it. Finally, he thought of Ye Tianlong, and his heart felt relieved again. The father had no dog and son. His father was so powerful. How bad could his son be?

"Forget it, come in!" Liu Chongyang sighed, turned around and went back to the room, and sat back on his head seat with his hands on his back.

Ye Fanhan walked in with a face, and was extremely upset at the shocked old guy. If he had to borrow a furnace to refine alchemy, he would not want to deal with this guy at all.

"Come on, here are a few bottles of first-grade elixirs. If you are lucky, it will be enough for you to break through the first level of cultivation." Liu Chongyang took out a few small bottles from his sleeve and placed them in front of Ye Fan, showing an attitude of giving alms. "Remember, this is the last help I have given you, and I have paid off Ye Tianlong's kindness."

Ye Fan looked at the bottles of spiritual medicine on the table that were ragged in his eyes, even the first-rate elixirs that Ye Quan gave him before, and this old guy gave him like a beggar. Who gave him a face?

"Thank you, but these elixirs are not enough, you should take them yourself!" Ye Fan's voice was contemptuous. He wanted to say elixirs, but he was afraid that it would hurt this guy's self-esteem, so he changed his words. Baidu, more beautiful.

Liu Chongyang heard what he was going to express, "Why, do you look down on the elixirs I have made? These elixirs are more than ten times better than what I have placed here."

"Ye Fan has never moved the elixir here before. He just borrowed the furnace cauldron and refined the elixir once." Ye Fan said lightly.

"Hahaha," Liu Chongyang laughed and said arrogantly: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan, I have given you a few times in front of your father. Are you really arrogant? Don't think you can see what elixir I want to refine, but you really think I think you can refine elixir?"

"You have taken so many elixirs in my husband, and now my martial arts are coming. Even your father is very pleased. But the path of alchemy is difficult to ascend to heaven. Only a thousand cultivators can produce an alchemist. Do you really think I will think you are an alchemist?"

"The fire-condensing thing you played in front of me in the morning is indeed very mysterious, but what's the use? You can fool others, maybe they will really treat you as an alchemist, but can you fool me?" Liu Chongyang deliberately paused and sneered, "Don't you think you're too mentally retarded?"

As he said that, he let out a harsh laugh and looked at Ye Fan with his eyes squinting. He really hates him no matter how he looks at it. He praised him for his progress in martial arts and already gave him face, but he also said that he could refine elixirs? Even Ye Mutian couldn't do it. Ye Yunyue, who had been by his side for many years, could be a little fur. It would be fine to distinguish between spiritual medicines and fire. He wanted to refine elixirs, haha, he was as stupid as a pig!

"Old Liu, since that's the case, let's make a bet that the younger generation can refine Hunyuan Pills. If the younger generation loses, he will never see Mr. Liu. If you lose, please don't insult me ​​again in the future." Ye Fan's eyes were full of anger. If it weren't for Liu Chongyang's relationship with the host's father, the crime of insulting him alone would be enough to make him die without a complete body. A mere first-grade alchemist dared to insult the Dan Emperor. What a terrible crime!

"Okay, since that's the case, I will convince you," Liu Chongyang sneered, "But if you lose, you don't have to come to see me. We look up and see you. Don't talk about alchemy for us, so as not to save you in vain in half a month. If I lose, I will be the master of you, a young boy, and give you a great gift of three bows and nine bows."

"good!"

Ye Fan agreed and looked at him deeply, but a trace of warmth flashed through his heart. The look-up in Liu Chongyang's mouth did not show his head down, which means that they will meet again in the future. In half a month, he will have to fight Ye Mutian to the decisive battle. Everyone thought that they would lose a miserable loss or even die.

Liu Chongyang meant to tell him that if he lost at the clan meeting, he would come forward to protect himself. This was equivalent to tearing apart from the elder lineage. Standing on Ye Fan's side, how could Ye Fan not be moved?

"You, you are so bold!" Old Liu smiled angrily. This kid really agreed. Good boy, do you really want to be my master? I want me to salute you? Yes, but do you think Hunyuan Pill is so easy to refine? Even a third-grade alchemist is not 50% sure that you can refine it well. If you lose later, let me see how I make fun of you and teach you how to be a human being.

Ye Fan disagreed and picked up the Hunyuan Pills on the table and came to the furnace and cauldron. He opened the cauldron to create fire, and devoted himself to the alchemy. The dignified Dan Emperor, if he wanted to accept disciples, even a ninth-grade alchemist would have to break his head. Liu Chongyang was just a first-grade. Not to mention accepting him as his disciple, just the bow in the morning and those words were already a blessing that Liu Chongyang had cultivated for the past eighteen lifetimes.

Liu Chongyang was angry. Seeing that he had already opened a cauldron to make fire, he couldn't say anything. He was also a little curious about his faith. Is this guy really talented and knowledgeable? Or is he just talking nonsense?

The furnace and cauldron were extremely red under the burning of Ye Fan's Fire Control Technique, and the heat was pouring out.

Liu Chongyang watched from the side and smiled sarcastically. The young boy was a young boy. He could already refine spiritual medicine at this time. He had not moved yet. The fire was stronger at that time. See how he controlled the fire. Refining alchemy not only required to understand the elixir fire. The size of the fire seriously affected the elixir. If the flame was big, the spiritual medicine might be destroyed. If the flame was small, the spiritual medicine would be refined and wasted.

Just as he was thinking, Ye Fan raised his sleeves and all the spiritual medicines on his back flew into the furnace. Liu Chongyang almost jumped up from the side, wishing he could kick this guy to the horizon. This kid was crazy and actually threw all the spiritual medicines into the medicine cauldron. You must know that refining alchemy not only requires the ability to control fire, but also the spiritual consciousness must keep up. Even if he himself, he only dares to refine one by one.

"Isn't this kid here to destroy my spiritual medicine, right?" Liu Chongyang then remembered that it was the spiritual medicine of the second-grade Hunyuan Pill. Three spiritual medicines have reached a hundred years. If they were decontaminated, he would cry without even crying.

Liu Chongyang felt sad. He remembered the three hundred-year-old spiritual medicines he gave not long ago, and the three hundred-year-old spiritual medicines he now had to lose a total of six. The money was small, so it was hard to find spiritual medicines.

Why did Ye Fan, who was so damned, lose his mind and make a bet with this young boy? So what if he wins? He ruined the spiritual medicine. For Ye Tianlong's sake, he just scolded him for a few words and said he could not get the spiritual medicine back!

However, what made Liu Chongyang even more angry was that when Ye Fan threw all the spiritual medicine into the furnace, he actually walked away and walked slowly out the door. When passing by himself, Ye Fan said to him coldly: "Don't touch my elixir, otherwise it will be ruined, you will be responsible."

If Liu Chongyang had not had a strong heart and good cultivation, and was still a nostalgic person, he would have almost couldn't control the blood flowing backwards of his body, and he was so angry that he could kill the sky.

"Okay, you bastard, it turns out that you are trying to do this. OK, I won't touch you if I don't touch you. If you fail to refine the alchemy, I will see if I don't punish you to death!"

Liu Chongyang's heart was bleeding, and he sweared silently, looking at the three hundred-year-old spiritual medicines in the burning furnace with heartache, wanting to cry without tears. He also wants to save it, but he can't save it. How can he control so many spiritual medicines? He can only rely on Ye Fan to deal with him after he refining the alchemy. Even if he can't kill him, he must keep this lesson in mind. If he doesn't have the ability, don't talk big.
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