When Mo Wangchen also stepped onto the high platform, he suddenly felt a strong pressure coming down. This pressure was different from the past. There was a faint desire for his perception.
The feeling of being eroded.
It made him feel a little dizzy, but this feeling of dizziness only existed for a moment. He let out a long sigh of relief, and then like most people, he sat down cross-legged on the spot.
There are more than 2,000 disciples of the Dan Sect, but not all of them have participated in the assessment. Currently, the number of people participating in the first stage is only about 1,500.
Most of them are third-level disciples, there are about a hundred fourth-level disciples, and there are only a handful of fifth-level disciples like Luo Yuntian.
As time went by, after about one stick of incense, some people began to be unable to hold on any longer. They walked out of the high platform one after another, letting out a long sigh of relief, with a little fear in their eyes.
"What a terrifying pressure, it seems to be able to swallow people up. A person with a third-level peak perception can only last as long as a stick of incense."
A disciple sighed, feeling a little regretful. After all, if he left the platform before the time was up, he would lose the qualification to participate in the second stage.
Not only him, but most of the disciples walking out of the high platform at this moment had this idea in their hearts.
"It's only been as long as one stick of incense has passed, and almost three to four hundred people have come out. It seems that this first stage is not easy to pass."
"Not only the third-grade disciples, but also many fourth-grade disciples have emerged. It seems that this so-called first stage does not mean that the stronger your perception, the easier it will be to pass."
"They should all be the same. To what extent your perception is, you will feel the level of oppression. It's fair."
In the surrounding auditorium, as more and more people couldn't stand it any longer and walked out, the powerful figures from all walks of life who gathered around also started talking one after another.
And most people's eyes fell on a few people who deserved attention.
Biru, who has reached the fifth level, is Lin Xuantian's registered disciple, Luo Yuntian!
Luo Yuntian's alchemy talent is rare in the entire Shifang Realm. Even some older generation alchemists can't compare with him.
Many people have already guessed that Luo Yuntian is the one who has the best chance of winning the first place in this alchemy competition.
After all, among the younger generation of the Alchemy Sect, except for the saint Qin Yue, there is really no one whose attainments in Alchemy can compare with Luo Yuntian.
Even those few inheritance disciples who have reached the fifth level like Luo Yuntian, their attainments are still more than one level behind Luo Yuntian.
It is understandable that in this competition, the person who received the most attention was Luo Yuntian!
After Luo Yuntian, the person who attracted the most attention was naturally Mo Wangchen.
Although I heard that he is only a third-level inheritance disciple, he was able to kill Fang Ruyuan and is naturally talented in martial arts. I wonder if he can do anything amazing in this competition?
As time went by, it was soon time to burn the second incense.
At this moment, there were originally as many as 1,500 disciples on the high platform, but now, there are only less than 500 left.
In other words, in just the first stage, two-thirds of the people have been eliminated.
Some people couldn't hold on anymore and walked out on their own, while others struggled to persist, but eventually passed out, and the elders of the Dan Sect entered and took them out.
Of the nearly five hundred people left, Luo Yuntian's few fifth-grade disciples were naturally not eliminated. There were dozens of fourth-grade disciples, and the rest were all third-grade disciples.
Mo Wangchen was naturally among them. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, breathing evenly. Compared with others, his condition seemed much better.
After all, although Mo Wangchen is only a third-level inheritance disciple, his perception has already reached the peak of the fifth level!
Towards the end, the number of people on the high platform decreased even more, until when the time for the third burning of incense was approaching, only more than a hundred people were left.
Some people couldn't hold on anymore at the last moment and had to walk out, with clenched fists and a look of unhappiness on their faces.
Buzz!
When the time for the third stick of incense arrived, Lin Xuantian jumped up and flew into the sky above the high platform again. He waved his big sleeves, and in an instant, the faint golden light that shrouded the high platform dissipated.
Among them, Mo Wangchen and more than a hundred disciples suddenly felt relaxed, and their tense bodies relaxed at this moment.
They stood up from where they were, and most of them had a look of joy on their faces, because they knew that they had passed the first round of assessment.
"The second and final stage will now proceed."
The words of the Pill King Lin Xuantian spread, "Refine an elixir that you think you are best at. The medicinal materials will be produced by yourself. Of course, you can also use your contribution points to redeem them in the Medicine Hall. After the competition, we will use your
The refined elixir will be rated based on its efficacy, quality, grade, and difficulty of refining."
"The scores will determine your ranking. The higher the ranking, the better the rewards you will get. The one with the highest score will be the first in this competition and receive endless resources from the sect. At the same time, you can also get this
This is a promise from you, as long as it is within the scope of my ability and you ask for any conditions, I will satisfy you!"
"What? Any conditions?!"
As soon as Lin Xuantian's words came out, the whole place was boiling.
The Lord of the Alchemy Sect, Alchemy King Lin Xuantian, is a famous super giant in the Shifang Realm. His promise is already worth any reward, right?
In the crowd, Luo Yuntian's eyes showed fire. In his opinion, he won the first place in this competition without any objection. He even vaguely felt in his heart that the sect leader threw out this reward. In fact,
It was deliberately prepared for myself!
"After the competition, I must ask Master to accept me as his true disciple. At that time, with his personal guidance, I will be able to break through to the sixth level of alchemy master just around the corner!" Luo Yuntian's eyes were full of confidence. At this moment, he seemed to have already
I saw the results after this competition.
"Promise..."
Mo Wangchen squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Soon, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, on the high platform, those disciples who had passed the first stage of the assessment dispersed, each found their position, set up the alchemy furnace, and began to refine the pills.
"Has that kid also passed the first stage? He really doesn't care about life and death. He openly contradicts Fang Tianzhou. Now, except for the Dan Sect, there is no place for you in the Shifang Region. Once you step out of the Dan Sect, the Sword Sect will definitely kill you.
Shattered into pieces?"
Not far away from Mo Wangchen, Luo Yuntian looked over. He glanced at Mo Wangchen, sneered in his heart, and then ignored him. In Luo Yuntian's view, although Mo Wangchen made a big fuss, it was not related to him.
In comparison, the other party is not worth mentioning at all.
Whether it was Alchemy or Martial Arts, I was a few steps ahead of Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen is not worthy of his attention at all. Perhaps after this competition and he becomes the master's true disciple, he can find a reason to frame Mo Wangchen and have him expelled from the Alchemy Sect!
Luo Yuntian had feelings for Qin Yue, but Qin Yue never looked at him directly. When he first met Mo Wangchen, he talked and laughed with Qin Yue, which Qin Yue never did.
Luo Yuntian felt unhappy with the way he showed himself.