Just as Lin Yu thought, Situ Weng's speed reached the point where he could collect pills a cup of tea earlier than his opponent, but the pill yield rate was only ten.
The other monk directly made eleven pills. Although the speed was a little slower, he still defeated Situ Weng.
"Hahahaha! Fellow Taoist has accepted the offer, please bring me 50 million fairy spirit stones!"
Ao Da had a smile on his face.
"Give, I give!"
Situ Weng also had no face at this time, and threw out a ring with his face flushed.
Situ Weng had no face, and everyone in the Yin Yang Immortal Sect at the scene had no face. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
"Fellow Taoist, forget about refining the fourth-grade elixir! I can't compare to the fifth-grade elixir. I'm really inferior to others in terms of skills!"
Situ Weng knew that he was not as good as his opponent, so he really didn't want to continue the competition at this moment.
"That won't work. I know that you, fellow Taoist, are still hiding superb alchemy skills. If you don't show it, you are looking down on me, the Dragon Clan monk. If we meet in the future, won't we become enemies?"
Ao Da is also threatened at every turn.
"Compare, compare, compare!"
Situ Weng didn't have any idea at all at this time, he could only nod his head frequently, saying in his mind that the other party was here just for money. Of course, they did have the strength.
"That's right, let's compete in refining the fourth-grade elixir this time! But the bet must reach 100 million, otherwise we won't be worthy of this fourth-grade elixir!"
Ao Sheng said seriously.
"What?
100 million Yixiang Dan for the fourth grade?
No, it’s too many, I don’t have that many fairy stones!”
Situ Weng immediately shook his head.
"Your Yin Yang Immortal Sect doesn't have 100 million immortal spirit stones?
Situ Weng, are you deliberately deceiving my dragon clan?"
Ao Da asked sharply.
"No, no! No, I'll compete, I'll compete!"
Nowadays, Situ Weng has a layer of sweat on his forehead. Facing the strong pressure of the Dragon Clan monks, he can only be led by others.
Not only him, but the few alchemy boys who were waiting next to him were also a little frightened now. They all turned red in the face. They did not learn anything, but were ashamed. You must know that this is the super powerful Yin Yang Immortal Sect! Countless people admire and yearn for it.
In this place, why did he become the third grandson in front of these bullshit dragon monks?
Why is this happening?
Many people in the periphery don't want to watch anymore, and they are all dejected. This kind of scene is really hard to bear.
Lin Yu frowned at this moment, and had made up his mind to help Situ Weng, hoping that he could understand something.
"Game start!"
At this time, the incense timing begins.
Soon the two began to refine. During this session, Lin Yu watched intently, and the two were still evenly matched.
Slowly entering the stage of merging the medicinal liquid, this elixir is mainly divided into three attributes, metal, water and fire.
Three metals, five fires, and five waters, there are thirteen flavors of fairy grass in total. According to the order in which Lin Yu uses medicine, fire must be the first, because it can slowly adapt to the other medicines by weakening the intensity of the flames, and then there is a
Gold and water, then gold and then water, this order of medicine is used to combine the medicinal liquid.
But the first thing Situ Weng put into the alchemy furnace was the gold fairy herbal liquid. This shows that he didn't care about these things at all. Everything was controlled by the strength of the flame to control the boiling degree of the liquid.
Lin Yu couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly sent a message.
"Senior Situ, I have seen a sentence in a piece of alchemy. What this sentence says is: Fire is the main one, it comes first, wood is not assisted, then wood blessing comes, gold and water are alternated, and they are not happy with fire, medicine
The liquid combines with heaven and earth, and the attributes combine with elixir and Tao..."
Lin Yu transmitted all what he wanted to say to Situ Weng.
Situ Weng didn't expect that someone would send a message to him. He was stunned for a moment. He wanted to curse and say "Don't disturb me," but when he heard the content, he suddenly thought of the properties of the drug he wanted to fuse, and couldn't help but think of his own shortcomings.
At this time, Situ Weng didn't care who was transmitting the message. Anyway, he had no chance of winning, so he simply tried it according to the theory of "gold and water are mixed with fire". Success or failure didn't matter.
After adjusting the order of the properties of the medicine, Situ Weng continued in an orderly manner without slowing down. Until all the medicine liquid entered the alchemy furnace, the previous phenomenon of having to use flames to cool down to overcome the restlessness did not appear at all.
, the alchemy furnace did not shake even once from beginning to end.
Time passed little by little, and after half an hour, the number of pills had barely reached eleven. This greatly increased Situ Weng's confidence, and he almost screamed out with excitement, and he hurriedly refined the pills in an orderly manner.
After an hour, the fragrance filled his nostrils, and Situ Weng confidently performed the pill collecting technique.
Immediately, eleven round pills rose into the air and floated quietly in mid-air.
At this moment, everyone's eyes widened, and the entire Yin Yang Immortal Sect was filled with excitement.
"Eleven pills, Elder Situ actually made eleven pills! Oh my God, I won, I won!"
"Eleven Cheng Dan, my God! Elder Situ has won, Yin Yang Immortal Sect has won."
Wow! The whole audience was in an uproar, shouting with thunderous applause.
Whether it was the elders on the stage or the disciples below, they all exploded.
Master Heyang, Elder Shi Changshang and others almost cried, and tears of excitement flowed out. Finally, some face of the Yin Yang Immortal Sect was saved. It was great, the previous shame could finally be washed away.
"It's done, it's done! It's done!"
Situ Weng stood up and looked at the elixir in his hand with great excitement.
Looking around at the smiling faces and outstretched thumbs, Situ Weng instantly had a sense of existence and honor, and was no longer in the decadent state before.
Soon Situ Weng thought of the person who would send him a message, and began to search among thousands of people. However, there were too many people, and he didn't even know who it was. The key was that he couldn't find anyone publicly now.
Not long after, Ao Da also succeeded in refining the elixir, with the same number of eleven elixirs, but his speed lagged far behind.
Ao Da suddenly frowned when he learned that he had failed. The entire Dragon Clan monks were gnashing their teeth. This was something they did not expect. How could an alchemist who had only ten third-grade elixirs win this competition?
?
How is it possible to make eleven elixirs?
Although the Dragon Clan monk was unbalanced in his heart, no one said anything. He had to act more generous at this moment, because the Dragon Clan's face was more important.
"I lost, and I am willing to admit defeat. This is a hundred million immortal spirit stones. Now let's start the competition in refining the fifth-grade elixir!"
Ao Da said calmly, stretched out his hand and threw the 100 million bet.
Situ Weng was not polite and directly borrowed the bet. Although there was no wild smile on his face, he was still overjoyed in his heart.
"this?
...There’s no need to compare those with fifth-grade elixirs, right?
I have just been promoted to the fifth-level alchemy master for more than a hundred years, so I lack experience."
What Situ Weng said is true. The current fifth-grade elixir rate is only nine, and there is no way he can win against his opponent.
"We have to compete. Do you look down on me, the Dragon Clan monk, and want to give up after winning?
No way, this is the last competition and it must end!"