Han Xinyan couldn't make up her mind. The man in front of her was too confident. Such a person was either really confident or crazy.
"Then let's compete with the eighth-level elixir!" She said solemnly.
At this time, she really started to pay attention to him, and she no longer dared to underestimate Ling Han.
"I refine... the Nine Emperors Golden Bell Pill." This is also an eighth-level elixir, but it is incomparable to the Wild Blood Spirit Pill in terms of efficacy and difficulty, but the Wild Blood Spirit Pill can almost be said to be a ninth-level pill.
, therefore, no matter what elixir she chooses to refine, it is impossible to surpass it in difficulty, so naturally it doesn’t matter what she refines.
As long as Ling Han successfully refines the Wild Blood Spirit Pill, regardless of the quality of the pill, Ling Han will win. But on the other hand, if Ling Han explodes and she takes the pill, then Ling Han will naturally lose.
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"please!"
Both sides began to prepare materials, and when Ling Han took out the Red Rain God King Fruit, Han Xinyan's beautiful eyes couldn't help but condense, even taking out such a divine fruit, Ling Han was definitely not joking.
Otherwise...the price is too high.
This guy really has mastered such an ancient recipe, and can he even successfully refine it?
She felt ridiculous, but somehow, deep down in her heart, she actually believed that Ling Han could succeed.
This made her confused. Why did she already predict that she would lose before the competition?
The spectators were isolated at the door, and a ban was placed to prevent them from making loud noises and disturbing the competition between the two.
Yun Yongwang and Kang Xiuyuan now have no choice but to believe in Ling Han, although they cannot accept it. In just over half a year, this great elder has reached a higher level.
Boom, the divine flames rose, and the two young alchemists had already started their own refining.
As soon as Ling Han started refining the elixir, he immediately entered a state of forgetfulness.
The Wild Blood Spirit Pill is the most difficult pill he has ever encountered so far, and it is also his current limit. Therefore, even he has to be careful. If he is not careful, all his previous efforts will be wasted.
The refining of the eighth-level divine elixir takes a full month. This is not only a test of patience and perseverance, but also requires strong Yuanli and soul support. Because this is equivalent to an all-out battle, how many people can continue
Did you fight for so long?
A pause could cause the furnace to explode.
Therefore, the higher you go, the fewer alchemists there are.
Ling Han forgot everything. This was more than just a competition. The wild blood elixir he had refined was originally the magic medicine he needed at this stage. Therefore, it could defeat the enemy and be good for himself, so he had to take it seriously.
During the one-month alchemy period, people come and go, and come and go. Who, except the alchemists, has the patience to watch from beginning to end? However, for the majority of alchemists, this is really a gluttonous feast. Watching two
The famous eighth-level alchemy master's battle was of great help to them.
And when the last day came, almost everyone in the city crowded over to see the final result with their own eyes.
"Open!" Almost in no particular order, Ling Han and Han Xinyan hit the alchemy furnace at the same time. Bang, the lid of the furnace immediately flew up. But this time, Ling Han did not hide his clumsiness anymore and used the three fire triggers, his best method.
"Ah!" Yun Yongwang and Kang Xiuyuan suddenly opened their mouths wide enough to stuff an egg into them.
Three fire leads, it must be three fire leads!
Both of them said in their hearts, but the three-fire inducing skill was obviously the Master's unique skill, and it was only passed down to the two of them. And they didn't pass it on to anyone in the Hengtian Continent, so where did Ling Han learn it?
?
Could it be that this is Master's disciple from another generation?
Phew, a pill with bright light flew out of the pill furnace and danced wildly in the sky.
This is the wild blood elixir.
It’s done!
Han Xinyan just glanced at it and sighed in her heart. With her eyesight, she could conclude that what Ling Han was refining was definitely the Wild Blood Spirit Pill just by looking at the Red Rain God King Fruit among the raw materials.
But now that the pill is complete, the results are self-evident.
She loses, Ling Han wins!
"I lost!" she said convinced.
Everyone was shocked. Who would have thought that Ling Han actually became an eighth-level alchemist and defeated the genius among geniuses, Han Xinyan!
The people in Baolin Pavilion were all petrified.
For the past six months, they had been waiting for the eighth-level alchemist who was studying ancient elixirs in seclusion, but that person never came out. Coincidentally, Han Xinyan happened to come to see Lin Yuqi, and she was asked by Lin Yuqi to challenge Han.
Linge.
Han Xinyan is a famous young alchemist with countless haloes on her head. All in all, she was born for the alchemy path and is one of the ten most talented alchemists in the Great Chiyang Emperor Dynasty.
But now...she lost to a younger person.
Incredible! Incredible!
Han Xinyan was indeed proud, but she was by no means a person who broke her promise. She immediately brought the tea cup, offered it to Ling Han, and used her finger as a sword to carve the word "obey" at Ling Han's feet.
I am willing to admit defeat and be fair and aboveboard.
Ling Han nodded secretly. This woman's character was good and her talent in alchemy was so high that he had the idea of accepting a sixth disciple.
It's just that their current alchemy levels are the same, and their positions are opposite. If he had said that he wanted to accept a disciple, he would probably have been given a blank stare.
He took a sip of tea and said: "I've finished the Dan competition and drank the tea, so I'll say goodbye!"
"Wait!" Han Xinyan said, biting her lip and said, "I will challenge you again!"
"Haha, yes, but I have to wait until I have time." Ling Han said with a smile. This was not an excuse, but his focus was on martial arts after all, and he could not keep refining elixirs.
Ling Han took Yun Yongwang and the two of them and left in a hurry.
The onlookers naturally dispersed in a hurry, but when the three returned to Hanlin Pavilion, they immediately discovered that the number of passengers here was at least five times greater than when they left, and this was just the beginning.
"May I ask the Great Elder, what was used before... was the Three Fire Guide?" Kang Xiuyuan asked impatiently after returning to Hanlin Pavilion.
Ling Han smiled and said: "Not bad!" After half a year of observation, although it was not him, but Guangyuan and Zhu Wujiu, Ling Han could conclude that these two disciples had no connection with Yunfeng Sect and they should have not forgotten their duties.
"Great Elder, where did you learn this secret technique?" Yun Yongwang asked.
"Where?" Ling Han showed a smile of memory, "This is my original technique!"
Teng, Teng, Yun Yongwang and Kang Xiuyuan stood up at the same time, showing anger.
How dare he say that the Three Fire Guides created by their master were his own? This is so shameless. No matter how the other party helps Han Lin Pavilion, there is a principle and a limit that cannot be compromised.
That is their master, like a god, like a true immortal, who must not be blasphemed!
"I think it's time for the Great Elder to leave!" Yun Yongwang said coldly. (To be continued.)