Fantasy: Ten thousand times the return, I rely on my apprentice to become the emperor

"Hey, master, please rest quickly, the hope of our sect rests on you."

In the opposite seat, the middle-aged man was kind, his figure was a bit fat, and the green fluorescence in his eyes flashed away.

The suzerain at the side has been earnestly exhorting.

Xu Yuan smiled meaningfully, looked away, and roughly guessed who this person was.

With the opening of the conference, the city of Shenyao completely boiled.

One hundred alchemists and one thousand alchemists are alchemy at the same time, and they all come up with the best and most confident pills to face.

Time flies, and the fragrance of Dan is overflowing on the field.

Wei Wentuo wasn't too nervous, he just glanced casually, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

"Oh, that one over there is Chen Feng, the eldest disciple of Elder Sansheng, right? Yes, he has refined an exquisite ninth-level elixir."

Generally speaking, the age set for the future group should not be older than 50 years old. It is indeed a genius to be able to refine the exquisite ninth-level elixir within the age of 50.

Chen Feng won, while the rest went to another venue for the knockout round.

The alchemists drawn in the first round left the arena one after another, some shook their heads and sighed, some were elated.

"Sect Master Ning Bai is also in the first round? He seems to be refining a perfect ninth-order elixir."

"Perfect level? Even Dao Wang alchemists dare not say that they can be refined out of ten, right? If Young Sect Master Ning Bai can refine it, doesn't it mean that Young Sect Master Ning Bai can already attack Dao King alchemists?"

"How old is Young Sect Master Ning Bai? Less than thirty? It's really terrifying!"

The No. 30 No. [-] high platform where Ning Bai was, the other nine people all conceded, just kidding, they are not on the same level.

Why waste time?
According to the rules, Ning Bai automatically entered the next round, but he was still on the high stage. Obviously, he was about to start performing, and winning this round was not his goal.

Ning Bai began to operate, with sharp eyes, he recognized the elixir he used, and judged what kind of pill this alchemy genius was going to make.

"It is indeed a ninth-grade pill, Tianning Pill. With the alchemy level of young master Ning Bai, he would not be able to refine an exquisite grade ninth-grade pill. It must be a perfect grade. My God, Tianning Pill is a ninth-grade pill. The one with the highest difficulty among them!"

In the past, there were also people who refined the perfect ones, but they all picked relatively simple ones.

Several Tiandao alchemists pointed at Ning Bai, and there was no lack of admiration in their eyes: "This generation is really full of geniuses! If the Huang family boy does not break through, he will already be the leader of the future group this time. It's in hand."

Xu Yuan frowned deeply. The first round of competition was nearing the end, but Ye Chen remained silent.

Yes, he hasn't done it yet.

Lu Ningyu folded her arms around her chest, looking a little anxious: "What is the third junior brother doing now? The first round is coming to an end, if he doesn't start, he will lose."

The other three senior brothers were all anxious for Ye Chen and didn't know what Ye Chen wanted to do.

Wei Wentuo narrowed his eyes, rubbed his chin, and said thoughtfully: "Xiaoye has been adjusting the flames, this is to keep improving and refining difficult pills, judging from the herbs on his table, it should be Dao Zundan."

Wei Miaomiao was surprised: "Brother Ye's level, could it be that he is refining exquisite Dao Zun Dan?"

Wei Wentuo shook his head, his pupils constricted, and let out a long breath: "I'm afraid he wants to refine the perfect one!"

Wei Miaomiao and the remaining dozen or so disciples were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the back of Ye Chen on the square platform.

"The refining difficulty of Dao Zun Dan is a hundred times more difficult than that of ninth-order elixir. It is a big level, let alone the perfect level."

They all have three words in their hearts.

impossible!
Wei Wentuo didn't know whether he should trust Ye Chen at this moment, but this Perfect Dao Zun Dan was different from the Perfect Ninth Dao Medicine.

The gap between "entering class" and "Dao Dan" is equivalent to the gap between King Xuan and the human realm.

It's the chasm!
For a perfect ninth-rank elixir, Wei Wentuo can practice it with his eyes closed and his feet!
That is also casual success, but Dao Zundan has such a [-] to [-]% chance of failure.

This is why there are so few perfect Dao Dans on the market.

It's also the reason why Xu Yuan spent a long time petrifying on the top of the mountain when he refined the Perfect Heavenly Dao Pill.

On the square platform, the rest of the alchemists had finished refining, only Ye Chen was left, who was still adjusting the flames, and the alchemy furnace in front of him was burning red.

There are many complicated steps in alchemy, so it takes a long time to refine alchemy alone. Last time he refined a seventh-rank one, it took him a month.

But the Alchemist Conference doesn’t need it, there are a lot of flame adjustments, herbs and impurities, etc., and you can start refining directly, so it is much faster and saves most of the time. If the Alchemist Conference does not prepare these things, this conference may not be able to Open for several years.

Therefore, there are very few people who adjust the flames in the alchemy conference.

The other alchemists looked at Ye Chen with different eyes.

"Boy, do you know who this old man is?"

The Sixth Patriarch turned into a white-haired old man, dressed in rags, with a wine gourd hanging on his chest, a cane in one hand, and a delicious roast chicken in the other, and walked to the side of the middle-aged man with green eyes glowing.

The middle-aged man was paying attention to Ye Chen's movements all the time, and when he heard the voice of the Sixth Patriarch, he immediately turned his head to go.

Seeing this, the suzerain next to him wanted to drive away the beggar old man: "Hey, where did the old man come from? Get out of here if you're not an alchemist!"

"Presumptuous! It's your turn to talk! Get out!"

Some fat middle-aged people shook their fat faces and scolded angrily.

The suzerain hurriedly bowed and nodded: "Yes, yes, master, don't be angry."

Afterwards, the middle-aged man seemed to change his face, cast a sound-proof barrier, and smiled at the Sixth Patriarch: "Sixth Patriarch, are you here to watch the fun?"

"Hmph, I haven't forgotten the old man! I didn't waste the time cultivating you. What do you think of the current situation?"

The fat middle-aged man is none other than Xu Yuanliu's sixth senior brother, whose name is Zhu Houdao.

"That can't be done, Sixth Patriarch, how can we forget about cultivation!"

"As for the situation, my nephew hasn't done anything yet, and everything is still undecided."

The Sixth Patriarch ate a mouthful of grilled chicken, took another sip of wine, and said, "I see Xuan, after all, his time for alchemy is still short, and experience is extremely important."

Zhu Houdao didn't get entangled in this matter any longer, he stared at the gourd in the Sixth Patriarch's hand with some hesitation, his eyes were full of surprises: "Sixth Patriarch, could this be the Sanshen Dao wine? You have been hidden for a long time, where can such a good wine come from? It was given by the female saint of some holy place!"

The Sixth Patriarch took the gourd and knocked him on the head and cursed: "Your Sixth Patriarch, I am the kind of person who eats soft food?"

"Look, Sixth Patriarch, my nephew has started!"

Over there, Ye Chen urged to destroy Longyan, and the alchemy furnace roared, immediately attracting the audience's attention!