The three Canglong Kings also know that Qin Lang is in such a state and will not care about these spiritual stones. After all, they have such powerful alchemy methods. They can just refine some divine spiritual elixirs and let monks all over the galaxy come to buy them and sell them.
It is not difficult to pay this price.
Not long after, Li Xiner also came to Qin Lang's inn again, with a smile on her face.
"Brother Qin, you are so awesome. The snow was so beautiful!"
"I made a special trip to show it to you." Qin Lang chuckled.
"I'm worried to death. Why are you so bad? You have such a method. If you don't use it early, you still sit there and scare people to death!" Li Xin'er pouted, thinking about the pill fight that day, she was still frightened.
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"I just want to see how far that Yang Zijun can reach. If he can refine elixirs to this level at his age, the emperor can only say that he is average." Qin Lang said lightly.
Yang Zijun has been called the number one alchemy genius in the Langya galaxy, but in Qin Lang's eyes, he is only an average talent.
"Humph, of course Yang Zijun is no match for you, Brother Qin. No one in the Yaowang Tower wants to see him now. My friends all say that he has lost his reputation, and they all suggested that the Yaowang Tower invite you back to take his place.
, to be the successor of Alchemy Master!"
"Alchemy?" Qin Lang smiled.
"Alchemy... will always take action. When that day comes, you will see who is more suitable to be the successor of whom..."
Qin Lang looked at the void in front of him. In the distant sky, amid the clouds and mist, he could vaguely see the tall Yaowang Tower and the top of the Yaowang Tower.
In the darkness inside, there is also a pair of eyes looking this way.
Seven days later, Qin Changkong formed a barrier above Yaowang Pagoda to fight against the Great Elder Feibai of Yaowang Pagoda.
Among those who doubted that he just had good luck last time, it happened that Yang Zijun chose the Piaoxue Pill, which he was more skilled in, and saw that he once again made a top-quality pill in one minute, completely defeating Elder Fei Bai's top-grade twelfth-level elixir.
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This time the whole city was silent, and everyone felt an atmosphere of sadness.
Medicine King Tower unexpectedly lost another battle.
After another seven days, Qin Changkong fought three battles with Elder Meng Mingzhi of the Medicine King Pagoda. In Meng Mingzhi’s best test of Qijue Dan, Qin Changkong won again.
I was so shocked that I burst into tears and knelt down on the spot.
Qin Changkong's name is like the sun rising in the sky.
No one dares to underestimate Qin Changkong anymore.
Even if you don't think he can defeat the Medicine King Tower on his own, at least the level of alchemy he has shown to surpass the master of Twelve Marks is enough to be admired.
There are even rumors that children are allowed to sing it.
"Ziyan Alchemist is invincible in every battle. If the Alchemist doesn't come out, who can compete with him?"
The expressions on the faces of the senior officials of Yaowang Tower are becoming more and more ugly. They have been hiding in Yaowang Tower these days and do not come out to see anyone at all.
Those four sung words made their faces dull, as if everyone in their Yaowang Pagoda, except Dan Zun, were parallel imports.
Elder Feibai and other people who originally looked down on Qin Changkong were now defeated by Qin Changkong personally and could no longer be arrogant.
"President, in the battle plan we made before, you were the last one to go out. Should there be adjustments now?" An elder carefully proposed at the high-level meeting.
When Wu Chengtian made this plan that day, he never thought that one day he would actually take action.
Now if I, the owner of the Medicine King Tower, lose to Qin Changkong, then the reputation of the Medicine King Tower will indeed fall into the abyss.
"It has only been three rounds of the competition. At that time, Qin Changkong said that there would be ten competitions. We might as well send a few more elders to take action. Maybe someone can defeat Qin Changkong and avenge our previous shame."
"Not bad, okay, let a few more elders take action?"
The other elders are also afraid of losing.
Wu Chengtian slowly shook his head and said: "The more people who go to fight, the more they lose and the greater the humiliation. Ordinary alchemy masters are no match for Qin Changkong. No matter how many people are sent, it will not help. I still take action."
Three days later, Wu Chengtian, the master of the Medicine King Pagoda, the president of the Langya Galaxy Alchemist Alliance, and known as the pillar of the Medicine City, personally fought against the Purple Flame Alchemist Qin Changkong.
On the day of the battle, there were huge crowds of people, and the sky was filled with the vehicles and magic weapons of various monks. Almost all famous sects in the Langya galaxy sent representatives to watch the battle.
What Wu Chengtian shoulders is undoubtedly the ultimate hope of Yaowang Pagoda. As the president, if he can turn the tide at the last moment and win this life-and-death situation and kill Qin Changkong, then the shame that Yaowang Pagoda lost before will be wiped out all at once.
get back.
"We must win!" Everyone in Yaowang Tower was united.
Three hours later.
Wu Chengtian was defeated miserably.
The entire Medicine King Tower fell into deathly silence.
Qin Changkong's figure is like a demon king of the abyss tens of millions of feet tall, invincible. Behind him there seems to be thousands of dark clouds and ten thousand layers of darkness, tightly covering the entire Medicine King Tower.
"Even the president lost..."
"Is Yaowang Tower going to collapse?"
"Qin Changkong is really terrifying."
The monks from aristocratic families and alchemists from Yaocheng who were watching were all at a loss.
Qin Changkong won four out of four battles. He even killed the Lord of the Medicine King Pagoda and the City of Medicine City, but there was no joy of victory on his face.
He stood on the barrier with a calm expression, his hands behind his back, as if waiting for something.
Wu Chengtian, and even the senior officials of Yaowang Tower behind him, including geniuses Yang Zijun, Yan Zhen, etc., all looked pale.
Luo Zijing and other referees have known each other for a long time, and Wu Chengtian and others have known each other for a long time. Seeing their appearance, everyone felt sad, but a win is a win and a defeat is a defeat. They are all important figures and they don't bother to cheat.
Wu Chengtian slowly walked up to Qin Changkong, bent down, and bowed: "It was me, Yaowang Pagoda, who was defeated."
"In the four battles, Your Excellency won the battle openly and unambiguously. We will admit defeat!"
All the monks couldn't help but sigh when they saw Wu Chengtian surrendering.
The lofty Medicine King Tower was actually stepped on by Qin Changkong today.
Qin Lang looked at Wu Chengtian in front of him, but shook his head and said: "We agreed on ten games that day, and there are still six games to be played. How can we give up so easily? After six more games, it is not too late to say this."
Wu Chengtian said bitterly: "No one in Yaowang Pagoda can be your opponent, and it will be the same in six hundred games. No one can take action anymore..."
"Chengtian, did you forget that you still have me?"
A cold and plain voice suddenly came out. It was not loud, but it spread all over the world as soon as it was spoken. The monks in the entire Medicine City heard this voice clearly.
Wu Chengtian trembled all over and turned around in shock.
Over there, Yang Zijun shouted with great surprise: "Master!"
Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from.
Then, on the top floor of Yaowang Tower, a floor-to-ceiling door slowly opened to the outside. A gentle middle-aged man in a blue shirt and cloth shoes walked out of the door step by step, stepping on the void and walking towards him step by step.
Every step seems to be stepping on some kind of rhythm, causing ripples in the space.
His brows were clear and there was a divine light in his eyes, but they were not harsh, but rather gentle.
With his hands folded in the broad sleeves of his robe, he looked like a scholar that could be seen everywhere, but his airy and fairy-like temperament made people unforgettable the moment they saw him.
"Alchemy!" Wu Chengtian exclaimed.
"Disciples of Medicine King Pagoda, pay your respects to Alchemy Lord!"
Above the barrier, all the alchemists in the Medicine King Pagoda, whether they were the Twelve-Line Alchemy Master who was usually very arrogant, or the Five-Line Alchemy Master who was just starting out and was still exploring the way of alchemy, all quickly bowed to the visitor.
, it looks so dark and spectacular.
Li Xiner was the only one who stood alone and stubbornly watched Danzun approaching.
Wu Chengtian also prostrated himself on the ground.
For them, Alchemy is no longer as simple as a Supreme Elder.
Danzun symbolizes the spirit of Yaowang Pagoda.
It is the belief of all the alchemists of Medicine King Tower.
"I'm here, Medicine King Tower has not been defeated."
Danzun spoke calmly and walked step by step to the barrier.
"Yes!" Wu Chengtian agreed excitedly.
He did not expect that Alchemy Lord, who had not heard about world affairs for a long time, would take action for the Medicine King Tower.
He once thought about asking Alchemy Lord to take action against Qin Changkong, but he didn't dare.
"Qin Changkong... is amazing." Danzun looked at Qin Lang, "We have been close friends for a long time, and we just met him today."
Qin Lang nodded slightly, "It's easy to say, I thought you were going to hide in that turtle shell all the time."
"You! Qin Changkong, when facing Alchemy Master, speak with respect!" Wu Chengtian, Elder Fei Bai, Yang Zijun and others all shouted angrily. (To be continued)