Chapter 1303 Killing the King of Northern Formation
More people left the alchemy room one after another, and finally only five people, Ye Hao, were left.
At the same time, the old man's voice sounded in the alchemy room.
"Congratulations on your success in staying until the end. The most important thing for an alchemist is to make alchemy, so this last level is to test everyone's alchemy ability. Time is a stick of incense. Whoever makes the highest quality elixir in the end has the best alchemy ability.
Whoever is stronger will be the winner of this alchemist conference."
"Now that you are surrounded by some precious medicinal materials from our branch, you can start refining your own elixirs."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mi and Yan Mi began to grab the fourth-grade medicinal materials beside them and put them into the alchemy furnace to refine the elixir.
Yinlan and Zuo Youci hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the fourth-grade elixir and started refining it.
Only Ye Hao sat motionless.
Gu Gu in the hall was very concerned about Ye Hao and asked Wu Wenyong: "Wenyong, does this Ye Sangao really have no rating? I think his alchemy strength and talent are not bad."
"Grandpa Gu, there is indeed no rating." Wu Wenyong responded with a smile.
The old man nodded slightly, with a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
Yan Jinru on the side couldn't help but said: "Let me tell you, Ye Sangao must have been frightened out of his wits. He didn't make any move for such a long time. It seems that his success in refining alchemy was just a fluke."
Before Wu Wenyong could speak, Bingyi on the side countered: "It hasn't been long, how come your face doesn't hurt anymore?"
Yan Jinru naturally heard the implication, his old face turned red, and he shouted angrily: "You..."
"Pfft." Li Xiongwei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Yan Jinru stared at Li Xiongwei coldly: "Old Li, what do you mean?"
"Nothing, nothing." Li Xiongwei quickly waved his hand and said, "It's just that this little girl was very interesting in what she said. I couldn't hold it back for a while. I'm sorry for that."
"Huh!" Yan Jinru slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table, with a dark face and said nothing.
Yan Chiji was still looking at Bingyi with obsession, but Bingyi didn't even look at him.
This small episode did not affect everyone's viewing of the alchemy.
Suddenly someone pointed at Ye Hao and said, "Ye Sangao moved, but what if he threw all the fourth-grade medicinal materials in?"
Hearing this, everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, Ye Sangao put all the fourth-grade medicinal materials around him into the alchemy furnace.
The old man looked at the medicinal materials with a pained expression: "Hey, this guy is indeed an unrated alchemist. If he were an orthodox alchemist, how could he dare to do this? It's just a pity that these medicinal materials are missing. I feel so sorry for me.
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Originally, the old man thought that Ye Hao's alchemy talent was very high and wanted to accept him as his disciple, but when he saw this scene, he hesitated.
Although there are many medicinal materials, it is very good to be able to make just one pill out of so many medicinal materials. If you want to make all of them into elixirs, you are too arrogant and impatient. This is a big taboo in elixir refining.
Not only the ancient master has this idea, but also the heads of other major families in the hall.
Therefore, except for Wu Wenyong and Bing Yi, who were smiling slightly, everyone in the hall was not optimistic about Ye Hao's actions.
Ye Hao, who was in the alchemy room, had no idea what everyone was thinking at the moment. He felt that it was too troublesome to refine the elixirs one by one, so he simply poured in all the fifty medicinal ingredients beside him.
Then he used his spiritual energy to continuously heat the elixir furnace and slowly refine the elixir.
The ancient man's pupils shrank: "Aura fire triggering? Although the technique is not particularly formal, the principles used are similar. It seems that this kid has been hiding his clumsiness before, but it is getting more and more interesting. Suddenly there is a trace of expectation."
"Expectation?" The old man said to himself: "I haven't felt this way for many years. The last time I felt this way was when I just became a fifth-grade alchemist..."
Bang!
At this time, an explosion suddenly came from the alchemy room.
Everyone looked and saw that Yinlan's alchemy furnace had exploded. It was obvious that the alchemy had failed.
But now more than half of the time for a stick of incense has passed, and it is too late to refine it, so Yinlan chose to give up.
Not long after, there was a roar in the alchemy room. It turned out that Zuo Youci's elixir was coming out of the furnace.
Everyone looked expectantly, only to see a mediocre elixir lying quietly in Zuo Youci's hand. Zuo Youci looked at the average-quality fourth-grade elixir in his hand, and he obviously felt a little dissatisfied in his heart.
Boom, boom!
Immediately afterwards, two more roars came from the alchemy room. It was Li Mi and Yan Mi. The two of them had also refined all the elixirs.
One is shining with a faint golden light, and the other is shining with a dazzling golden light, which determines the quality of the alchemy.
Yan Jinru looked at Li Xiongwei proudly and said: "How about it, Lao Li, you have said that your people are no better than me. What my people made is a perfect quality fourth-grade elixir, while what your people made is
It’s of top quality, I’m sure to win.”
"It's not the end yet, Master Yan, please don't jump to conclusions." Although Wu Wenyong stared at Ye Hao, he still said it calmly.
"Haha." Yan Jinru burst into laughter and said: "There is not much time left before the end of time. Do you really believe that Ye Sangao can become a pill?"
"It's not the end yet."
"I can't wait to take over all of your Wu family's property."
Wu Wenyong stopped arguing with him, clenched his fists and stared at the projection.
Bingyi stood aside, although he was worried, he was not as worried as Wu Wenyong.
Mr. Gu was somewhat looking forward to what kind of surprise Ye Sangao could bring him at this last moment.
Time passed slowly, and the stick of incense inserted in the hall slowly came to the end of its life.
Yan Jinru laughed and said: "Haha, time is over, Ye Sangao has not achieved the elixir, Wu Wenyong, you lose."
Wu Wenyong's tightly clenched hands suddenly loosened, and he said with such a heavy burden: "Who said it's not possible? Open your eyes and see clearly!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a roar where Ye Hao was, and then a shining golden elixir appeared in everyone's sight.
The old man touched his beard and said happily: "This is a perfect quality fourth-grade elixir!"
"What?"
Everyone was in an uproar.
Yan Jinru still couldn't believe his eyes and yelled: "Impossible, how is this possible? How can he, a stupid kid who is not even an alchemist, make a fourth-grade elixir?"
On the side, Yan Chiji, who was still limping when walking, quickly supported him and said softly: "Father, even if Ye Sangao refined a fourth-grade elixir of perfect quality, we haven't lost yet!"
Wu Wenyong looked at the father and son and said jokingly: "Oh? Really? Then take a closer look!" (To be continued)