What a super ninth-grade alchemy master, what prosperity, everything turned into a bubble as soon as Mu Sheng flew away.
In the later stage of Nascent Soul, it is stuck at a bottleneck and it is difficult to advance further.
The high-level monk was injured and there was no ninth-grade elixir to heal the injury.
Even if a high-level monk cultivates his character and no longer fights and kills, let's say a high-level monk goes through a thunder tribulation. How can he survive without the ninth-grade elixir to replenish his spirit and heal his wounds?
All current and future high-level monks were counting on Mu Sheng, but Mu Sheng flew away.
Who else in the world has the talent of Mu Sheng, who can master the art without a teacher and advance to the ninth level of alchemy master on his own.
No, not one!
It's hard to find a person like Mu Sheng in the world.
It’s hard to find a ninth-grade alchemist like Mu Sheng in the world!
A Mu Sheng ascended and took away all the hope of Bianlan Realm.
Qiu Xuanjing clutched his chest, with a bit of despair in his eyes.
The prosperity of Tianyun Sect is also an illusion. Once the ancestor Qiwu in the Mahayana realm is enthroned, everything will return to the way it was before.
Qiu Xuanjing raised his head and stared at the place where Mu Sheng disappeared, and murmured: "Illusion, everything is an illusion..."
An Qingli stepped in the air, walked towards Qiu Xuanjing's place, patted Qiu Xuanjing's shoulder, and said: "Senior Brother, Sect Master, it's not an illusion, you still have me."
"You?" Qiu Xuanjing's eyes turned red, and he slowly turned his head and looked straight at An Qingli.
"It's me." An Qingli nodded solemnly.
"What can you do?" Qiu Xuanjing said bitterly with a bloody aura, "Without Mu Sheng's personal guidance, how can you reach the ninth level, no matter how talented you are?"
"Who said the master didn't give guidance? He has already given guidance himself." An Qingli raised his lips and smiled.
"What do you mean?" Qiu Xuanjing's heart perked up, and the expressions of the high-ranking Tianyun Sect monks present also changed suddenly.
An Qingli stood up straight and said in a loud voice: "Please give me your permission, sect master. I am willing to refine the elixir in public to confirm the truth that my master, Immortal Master Mu Sheng, has not revealed yet."
"Refining elixir in public?"
Everyone present was shocked.
"Yes, make elixirs in public."
An Qingli patted the storage bag on her waist, held out a flying carpet high in the sky, and held out the carved phoenix pill furnace that Zun Mu Sheng had given her.
In order to appease the restless hearts of the entire Tianyun Sect, I also wanted to apologize for my master's willfulness and for not reporting my own knowledge.
The master made the elixir without telling everyone to ascend, which was really willful, but if he wasn't willful, he probably wouldn't be able to ascend.
Whenever the sect knows the news that he is going to ascend, they will try their best to stop him. Not to mention his significance to the sect and the Bianlan Realm, just talk about the Immortal Pill Thunder Tribulation, the sect will definitely not let him in the early stage of becoming a god.
Just try.
However, his master is so willful and persistent that he will hold on to the unfinished elixir until death. Who can stop his eagerness to move?
The seventh- and eighth-level alchemy masters in Dan City were allowed to come to the sky above Tianyun Sect to observe the ceremony.
The elixir peak itself has grown up, and it also stands around the alchemy furnace.
This is the first time An Qingli has made alchemy in public after leaving Fengyu's secret realm. I don't know what kind of shock and surprise it will bring.
An Qingli turned into a blue rainbow and landed on the flying carpet.
The flying carpet floated steadily high in the sky, with a thick bottle of carved phoenix pill furnace placed on top of it.
When the Phoenix-Carved Pill Furnace was completed, it was still at the level of magic weapon, and Lord Hao Feng of the Treasure Weapon Peak knew the best, but now the Phoenix-Carved Pill Furnace is at the mid-level spiritual treasure level.
Master Hao Feng was shocked.
The senior monks present were also shocked.
Such a generous alchemist, the extent of his generosity is really hard to estimate.
But with such a precious spiritual treasure pill furnace, what kind of pill can be refined later, fifth grade or sixth grade?
"We'll see, everyone!"
The little tiger was in high spirits and placed a green fence to protect his master.
Several Tribulation Ancestors were also not far from An Qingli.
An Qingli, dressed in a green shirt, set up a table that was more than ten feet long and placed it next to the alchemy furnace. He then waved his hand to set up a transparent barrier to prevent the wind and noise from disturbing him.
Many people are waiting eagerly, not just the alchemists.
The mist spirit carries Shang Shan and joins in the fun with great interest.
The Supreme Good has reached the realm of divine transformation, and his skin is better than before. Among the many men and women present, none of them can compare with the Supreme Good. The Wuling is extremely happy.
Some female cultivators did not dare to look at Shangshan directly, so they only used their peripheral vision to glance at them secretly.
Wu Ling felt even more honored, as honored as Little Huzi, and even sent a message to Shang Shan: "Shang Shan, that girl was not only worried about you, but also gave you six eighth-grade spirit-replenishing pills, which was a life-saving grace for you.
Woolen cloth."
Shangshan looked at An Qingli, who was attracting the attention of all the people, with a faint smile on his lips and curled his eyelashes.
The worry may not be true, but the generosity is true, and the casual life-saving grace can barely be considered.
An Qingli patted the storage bag with his hand, and another forty-five kinds of spiritual grasses and spiritual plants came out of the storage bag, like a long dragon in the air, paused in mid-air, and placed them on the table one by one.
"This move is good, it's quite like a master." A veteran alchemist commented with satisfaction.
This little girl is not very old, but her skills are quite sophisticated. It seems that she is not as dishonest as the outside world said.
But some people shook their heads slightly and commented in a low voice: "This move is really not necessary, it is a bit flashy."
However, the alchemy masters at Spiritual Medicine Peak began to feel disappointed. They had been lucky enough to observe Grandmaster Mu Sheng refining alchemy, and Grandmaster Mu Sheng's method of refining alchemy was so gaudy.
An Qingli's move has been quite restrained.
However, An Qingli is still young after all, and no matter how beautiful his skills are, they are just superficial. How can he refine high-grade elixirs like Grandmaster Mu Sheng?
Chu Yaohe went to Qiu Xuanjing's place and gave Qiu Xuanjing, who was sick from overwork, a pulse and some elixirs. He advised Qiu Xuanjing not to do everything himself anymore, and it would be better to choose one or two deputy sect masters to help him. He also communicated with Qiu Xuanjing and guessed that An Qingli was waiting for him.
What grade should the elixir I will refine later be of.
After all, Mu Sheng personally admitted that this apprentice was better than anyone in alchemy.
So Chu Yao and Qiu Xuanjing guessed that they were in the seventh rank, and they looked like they were in the seventh rank.
"It would be great if it reaches the seventh level." Qiu Xuanjing sighed helplessly. At this point, he could only stare at the alchemy seedlings left by Mu Sheng.
I hope An Qingli won't disappoint him. In fact, it is already excellent to refine the sixth-grade elixir.
Chu Yaohe also advised Qiu Xuanjing that there is no need to sigh so much. This apprentice is already better than his predecessor. He may not be able to comprehend and break through to the ninth level like Mu Sheng, but he will have to wait a few hundred more years.
Qiu Xuanjing thought about the saying "The best is better than the blue", and felt a little relieved in his heart, but he still looked at Chu Yaohe with a frown, asking why Chu Yaohe was so partial to An Qingli who did the bastard thing.
Chu Yaohe smiled and replied via message that his senior brother Mu Sheng had the intention and had specifically reminded him a few years ago to respect An Qingli wholeheartedly.