"Father, of course we succeeded, otherwise, Yan'er would be so lively?" Qin Shouheng on the side rolled his eyes and interjected.
"How many grades?"
"It should be fifth grade!" Qin Ziyan tilted her head and thought about it, then said seriously.
Hearing that Ye Xingchen was able to successfully refine the 'Huitian Pill' under such circumstances, even Emperor Qin, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help but take a breath and said in a confused voice: "Fifth grade
It’s the fifth grade, what should it be?”
"Father, what Yan'er means is that she can't tell whether that Heavenly Pill should be a fifth-grade or sixth-grade Wang Pill. I remember that when the pill was completed, there was a burst of sound coming from the Jiuyang Pill Furnace.
Dragon Roar, but there is no calamity of the sixth-grade elixir." Qin Shouheng said.
"Dragon Roar?"
"There is no calamity?"
Emperor Qin also looked stunned.
Everyone in Tianji Continent knows that the difference between fifth-grade and sixth-grade elixirs is the final elixir tribulation, and strange phenomena such as dragon roars and tiger roars are generally only possible with high-level elixirs.
Will appear……
Emperor Qin didn't expect that the Huitian Pill refined by Ye Xingchen was so weird, and he felt relieved in his heart. No wonder Qin Ziyan didn't know what grade of pill Ye Xingchen refined. However, there was one thing
for sure.
That is, Ye Xingchen, like Ji Changhe, is a fifth-grade alchemist.
Even, his alchemy skills are even more outstanding.
"Hey, what is he doing?"
Everyone waited for a long time and saw Ye Xingchen walking up to a guard, whispering a few words, and the latter bowed and ran towards the royal family's treasure house.
"Have you chosen?"
Emperor Qin, Qin Ziyan and others knew without asking that the guards were probably there to help him prepare medicinal materials. After all, Ye Xingchen had just come from Yangxin Palace, unlike other alchemists who had gone to Liyang City before coming to Liyang City.
, I heard that the medicinal materials for alchemy were prepared.
After a while of noise.
The guard ran back in a hurry, holding twenty or thirty medicinal plants in his arms.
"kindness?"
Everyone knows that the higher the level of elixirs, the more medicinal materials are needed. Among the imperial alchemists who refined fifth-grade elixirs, the least one used more than 80 kinds of medicinal materials. Unlike
Ye Xingchen, there are up to twenty five kinds of numbers.
"Father, isn't he refining a fifth-grade elixir?" The third princess on the side glanced at Ye Xingchen, a faint smile flashed at the corner of her mouth, and said: "It seems to be a third-grade elixir."
"Hmph! With twenty-five kinds of medicinal materials, I'm afraid I can only refine a fourth-grade elixir at most!" Wang Jianyi, who was standing behind the third princess, also sneered: "What a Qing Yihou, he can actually refine ten thousand pills."
The Holy Dynasty will treat it as a child's play, even if he is refining fourth-grade elixirs, unless those fifth-grade alchemists all fail, there is no chance that he will win."
Everyone present could see that what Ye Xingchen was refining was not a fifth-grade elixir.
People from several dynasties and imperial dynasties laughed happily. Even Ji Changhe couldn't help but said teasingly: "Emperor Qin, I'm afraid you made a mistake this time!"
Emperor Qin looked at Ye Xingchen with a livid face.
There was also a burst of secret anger in my heart.
In his opinion, even if Ye Xingchen is unable to refine fifth-grade elixirs, he should not choose third-grade or fourth-grade elixirs. There is no chance of winning. Why not directly refine fifth-grade elixirs? Even if he fails in the end, he will not be ridiculed.
.
"Fourth grade?"
Wu Shentong chuckled and said: "If it were the Ten Thousand Saints Gathering in previous years, there might be a slight chance of winning. As for this year, haha... let alone the fourth grade, even if it is the fifth grade, everyone has to stand up and compare their merits!
"
"snort!"
Hear the whispers around you.
Qin Huangkeng snorted and stopped talking. He stared at Ye Xingchen with a pair of eyes, his eyes full of gloom. Feeling the anger on his body, even Qin Ziyan was as quiet as a greeting at the moment and did not dare to speak anymore.
.
"Little sister, didn't you remind that boy that even if he loses the competition at the Ten Thousand Saints Meeting, he still has to refine a fifth-grade elixir?" Qin Shouheng secretly glanced at Emperor Qin, and faced Qin Ziyan beside him,
He asked in a lowered voice.
"I already said that."
Qin Ziyan bit her lips tightly and said with red eyes: "I reminded Brother Xingchen that even if we lose, we can't embarrass our father..."
"well……"
Hearing that Ye Xingchen's choice of the 'fourth-grade' elixir was the result of his own insistence, Qin Shouheng couldn't help but sigh and said: "After the Ten Thousand Saints Meeting is over, please beg for mercy on his behalf!"
"kindness."
Qin Ziyan nodded obediently.
"Buzz..."
There was a loud noise.
I saw a third-grade alchemist in the corner of the square, who accidentally exploded the furnace. He was lifted up by the alchemy wave, fell heavily to the ground, and passed out.
That was the alchemist of a county.
Seeing that half a stick of incense was not available, his alchemist had failed. The people from that county ran over with shame on their faces and helped the alchemist down.
A county has a pitifully small population.
The territory is not much.
Unlike those imperial dynasties and the Great Qin Immortal Kingdom that are as wealthy and wealthy, although there are not many fifth-grade alchemists, there are still a lot of third-grade ones.
Therefore, even if the third-grade alchemist fails.
They did not dare to abandon each other casually, so they ran away with the injured and unconscious alchemist, and around Ye Xingchen were several fifth-level alchemists.
After seeing that he was refining at most a fourth-grade elixir, a sneer of disdain flashed across their faces, and they ignored him and concentrated on refining their own elixirs.
Even with fifth-grade elixirs, they don't dare to be careless in the slightest.
"boom……"
"Boom!"
On the square, alchemy furnaces continued to explode, and some alchemists who had refined third-grade elixirs glanced at the quality of their elixirs, secretly shook their heads, and retreated to their own camps, not daring to come out and embarrass themselves.
.
After three sticks of incense.
"Dancheng."
The alchemist of Emperor Xianwu raised his arm and saw a vermilion elixir flying out of the alchemy furnace, and the fragrance of the elixir spread everywhere.
"Ha ha……"
Wu Shentong laughed heartily and deliberately glanced at Emperor Qin.
"King Wu, fortunately you have lived up to your command." The alchemist of the Xianwu Emperor's Dynasty handed over the small porcelain bottle and said: "The fifth-grade and fourth-order elixirs should be able to guarantee victory."
"good……"
Wu Shentong patted him on the shoulder and said: "Go down and have a good rest. When you return to the Imperial Dynasty, I will have many rewards. The previous promise is still valid. As long as our Xianwu Imperial Dynasty gets a place in the Immortal Sect, we will be the first one."
Here you go."
"Thank you, King Wu."
Hearing the word 'Xianmen', Emperor Xianwu's eyes towards the alchemist became hot. He glanced at the other alchemists in the square and sneered: "Fifth and fourth level, I want to take a look.
Who else can surpass me?"
Woohoo!
At this time, another alchemist from the imperial dynasty took out the elixir from the alchemy furnace.
"Second level of fifth grade?"
Seeing that the elixir he had refined was two levels lower than that of the elixir master from Emperor Xianwu, his originally pale face flashed with a hint of defeat, and he silently returned to his camp.