"Master, don't worry, Lin Changan will definitely die this time!" The eyes of the disciples in front of them were filled with greed and fire, accompanied by a strong fighting spirit.
Looking at the three disciples in front of him, Mo Changfeng also showed a smile.
Not much else to say, at least in terms of cultivating disciples, Mo Changfeng is quite confident. These three disciples are not very old and are already halfway through the inscriptions. They should be able to participate in the Ten Nations Genius Conference this time.
Will achieve good results, as for defeating Lin Changan?
That couldn't be simpler.
Aren't you, Lin Chang'an, powerful in the divine pattern formation? Mo Changfeng, as the deputy pavilion master, will only allow the disciples of the Divine Pattern Peak to use divine patterns when the time comes.
By then, Lin Chang'an will be just a small ordinary in the early stage of soul fusion. Let's see what he can do.
There are only seven days left until the final selection competition for the inner disciples. Lin Changan has felt something in his heart. Now that the examination of the inner disciples is approaching, the battle between the princes of Zitan is also not far away. It is time to refine a weapon.
The prepared elixirs were given to Zitan and, of course, Lin Youyou.
If you want to refine this medicine, it is impossible to refine it here. You have to go to Mo Qingyi's place to refine it.
Firstly, there are not enough medicinal materials here, and secondly, I don’t want to be disturbed.
When Lin Changan came to Tianzihao again, the waiter was already familiar with the road and took Lin Changan up.
"What about that, Master Lin? My landlady is discussing some pharmacological matters with Yaozun. Please ask Master Lin to wait for some time." The waiter spoke and reminded Lin Changan.
Although he felt that the Lin Changan in front of him was very impressive and might be a very powerful fourth-grade alchemist, but after all, Yaozun was a fifth-grade alchemist, and he was also the only fifth-grade alchemist in the entire Ziyun Empire, so the waiter felt that he still had
A reminder is necessary.
"I'll just go in." Lin Changan waved his hand and opened the door directly.
When the waiter next to him was about to remind him, a big hand pulled him out.
It was none other than their manager on the first floor, the former Tianzihao waiter.
"Steward, here, why are you pulling me? This is Yaozun here. Master Lin just barged in like this, will anything happen?" The waiter was puzzled. There is no doubt about Yaozun's power.
, why does the steward in front of me have to drag me to do something?
"Master Lin? Think about it for yourself, are you the one you can call Master Lin?" The manager slapped him in the face.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered, this, this is the Zhendong King!
"Younger, I don't know how high the sky is." The waiter was so frightened that his whole body trembled.
King Zhendong is now in the entire imperial capital. Who doesn’t know? Who doesn’t know?
It's right to think about it. If Lin Chang'an was just a fourth-level alchemist, you would be able to hold him back. But he is the King of Zhendong. Even the prime minister is as timid as a dog in front of him. You go up and hold him back.
?
Hehe, I'm afraid that even if he breaks in, Yaozun will still give Lin Changan some face.
You, Yaozun, only have one person in the entire Ziyun Empire, but King Zhendong, why not?
Furthermore, my own boss’s wife, when she first broke through to the fourth-level alchemy master, she was still respectful to Master Lin, so the waiter suspected that Lin Changan might be a fifth-level alchemist, or even above.
Of course, he didn't dare to think about it.
After all, the so-called fifth grade and above are just rumors.
"You are indeed quite talented in alchemy. That is to say, I think I don't have this ability. Otherwise, if I accept you as my disciple, it will be a glory to my medicine school." Yaozun said, with a faint divine light in his eyes.
Mo Qingyi's talent in front of him was truly the best among the many outstanding alchemists he had seen.
In his twenties, he was already a fourth-level alchemist, and he was progressing very quickly, and he had already reached the intermediate level of the fourth-level.
"In our Ziyun Empire, among the younger generation, you should be the most talented in alchemy. It's just a pity that you are related to that giant family. Otherwise, I would like to take you to the Alchemist Association to participate.
In the battle of alchemists from the Ten Countries, with your talent, I'm afraid you can get into the top twenty." Yaozun said.
It's not that Mo Qingyi is not talented enough and can only be ranked in the top twenty, but that the alchemist battle in the Alchemist Association requires a relatively older age, which is 16 years old.
In other words, anyone under the age of sixty can do it. There are quite a few fourth-grade alchemists around the age of sixty. Those who are geniuses have almost reached the peak of the fourth grade when they are close to sixty years old.
"I don't care. There are some in our Ziyun Empire that are better." Mo Qingyi shook his head and didn't think so.
If this were normal, she might still be a little happy when she hears the Medicine Master's praise, but after knowing Lin Chang'an, who is a genius in refining medicine? No matter how powerful a genius you are, you are nothing in front of Lin Chang'an.
"The battle of alchemists from ten countries? Is that the one where the first place can be rewarded with a sixth-grade medicinal material, flower fairy grass?" Lin Changan inserted a sentence at this time.
Lin Changan didn't pay attention to this ghost alchemist battle at all, but Lin Changan still knew about the flower fairy grass.
It is rumored that the medicinal materials for body refining are used to protect the body and expand the meridians. If you get it, it will also have many benefits for your future breakthrough in the Vajra Holy Body.
As for the second point, even if you don't use the medicinal materials yourself, it would be good to use them to strengthen your father's cultivation.
Even if I let my father recover his cultivation in the future, considering his sixteen years of trauma, recovery will still take some time. With these sixth-grade medicinal materials, flower fairy grass, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
"Hmm." Yaozun originally wanted to say that Mo Qingyi had kept a low profile, but suddenly he saw someone interjecting and his face turned slightly ugly.
However, he didn't say anything. After all, Mo Qingyi was beside him. It seemed that this teenage boy was an acquaintance of Mo Qingyi.
No, this person seems a bit familiar, but Yaozun can't remember who he is.
"What, you want to get the first place?" Mo Qingyi smiled, and when she saw it was Lin Changan, a faint smile appeared on that beautiful face, like a beautiful flower,
Open here.
"You can consider taking the first place for fun. Anyway, I heard that it will be held about fifteen days after the end of the Ten Nations Genius Conference." Lin Changan nodded.
When the Yaozun next to him heard these words, he was confused.
Let's take first place for fun?
God, what a joke, this kid really doesn’t know how high the sky is, even if he is a rare and invincible genius like Mo Qingyi, if he wants to get into the top 20, he still needs luck. Look, this kid
I'm sixteen or seventeen years old, but I'm not ashamed to talk so loudly that I want to get the first place. This is ridiculous.