Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 342 Refining Ninth Grade Profound Pill
"Well... well, since you want to compete, then you have to follow the rules, otherwise don't blame me for suppressing you."

The Patriarch of the Medicine Clan felt a little helpless, and under pressure from the Soul Clan, he chose to agree.

"The time has come, the Pharmacopoeia has officially begun."

With the ringing of the desolate bell, it heralds the official opening of the once-in-a-thousand-year pharmacopoeia.

Every edition of the Pharmacopoeia is an unprecedented feast, where the world's number one alchemist will be determined.

"I look at the Pharmacopoeia this time, it should be changed."

Under the black cloak, there was a laughing voice, it was Hun Xuzi's shout.

The champion of the Pharmacopoeia will have the opportunity to keep the Pharmacopoeia. If Hun Xuzi wins, he will probably be placed in the Soul Clan.

If the Pharmacopoeia is to be held in the future, I am afraid that everyone will have to go to the Soul Realm to participate.

Hearing such words, the entire Yao Clan clenched their fists, and all eyes focused on him for a moment.

"This person is too arrogant, even more arrogant than that scourge of Long Xuan?"

Facing the scolding from the people of the Yao clan, Long Xuan expressed helplessness, he was shot while lying down!

"Hehe, it's not enough for you Hun Xuzi to say that."

The patriarch of the Yao clan sneered and said that he was the patriarch of the clan, who had inherited part of the inheritance from his ancestor, the Emperor Yao.

Alchemy is the innate talent of the people of the medicine clan, and many alchemy skills are hidden in the blood of the people of the medicine clan.

Relying on the unparalleled alchemy skills, the Yao clan can stand in the center of the continent and overlook trillions of sentient beings.

"Open the furnace, let's make alchemy!"

The old man Shennong came out, sat down calmly, and slowly took out a mouthful of the bronze-colored danding.

"Old man Shennong, the number one alchemist in Zhongzhou in the previous generation."

Someone recognized the person who came, and they couldn't help showing the appearance of facing a formidable enemy, as if they were facing a peerless fierce man.

"This is an existence that can rival the patriarch."

Rivalry refers to alchemy, but it is inferior in terms of strength. The old man Shennong is only a six-star fighting saint.

A total of four people participated in the competition, Old Man Shen Nong, Yao Dan, the patriarch of the Yao Clan, Hun Xuzi, the chief alchemist of the Soul Clan, and Long Xuan at the bottom.

The other three took out the alchemy and were selecting medicinal materials, thinking about what kind of elixir they should refine.

"boom……"

Long Xuan threw out a big cauldron, the cauldron exuded deadly pressure, and the auras of the ancient virtual dragon and the ancient sky phoenix were very strong.

Just a slight recovery, it exudes a vast aura, if it really wants to recover, it can suppress the Dousheng powerhouse.

"It is worthy of being the Emperor of Heaven, who can suppress countless saints with a single tripod."

Looking at the alchemy cauldron in Long Xuan's hand, Hun Xuzi praised it with a smile, but in his heart, who knew what his intention was.

"It's too bad, I haven't got a pill formula of the ninth grade Xuandan level."

Seeing everyone's cautious appearance, Long Xuan guessed that the three of them should be planning to refine the ninth-grade mysterious alchemy.

The Hun family has a great career, so it is not uncommon for Hun Xuzi to have the prescription of the Ninth Grade Profound Pill.

The medicine family has produced an alchemist of the imperial rank, even if there is a prescription of the imperial alchemy level, everyone will not be surprised.

"My lord, this is the old man's recipe."

The old man Shen Nong touched his hand casually, and a vast aura flooded into Long Xuan's mind.

This elixir recipe is a treasure accumulated by the old man Shennong who searched all over the mainland for thousands of years.

"Nine Turns into a Holy Pill", a ninth-grade mysterious pill, can make a strong man at the peak of Dou Zun break through to Dou Sheng.

"Tsk tsk, this thing is too awesome!"

A single elixir makes a strong fighter, if there are hundreds of elixir, he is still invincible.

However, this thing is a ninth-grade mysterious pill, and there are only a handful of people in the world who can refine it.

The most important thing is that medicinal materials are hard to find, and a smart woman can't cook without rice.

Although the medicinal materials for this prescription were searched south, Long Xuan couldn't help it, and Yao Lao found three medicinal materials from Najie.

The current Longxuan is not alone, with the colossus of Heavenly Court, he can find anything.

The first step: put in the medicinal materials.

Long Xuan threw down countless rare medicinal materials, and the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron automatically refined them.

At this level, no matter how much faster alchemy is, the current situation is that old man Shennong is ahead.

"The flame of life..."

In the hands of the old man Shennong, a pale green flame burst out, full of vitality, which seemed to have no end.

This is the fifth-ranked Heavenly Fire, which can prolong life and speed up the cultivation of medicinal materials, but of course its combat effectiveness is relatively weak.

"Hehe, for us, the different fire is just the foundation."

Looking at the sparkling flames of life in front of him, Hun Xuzi chuckled and flicked his fingers in the air.

"Crack..."

A pitch-black flame burst out and turned into a black hole automatically, forcing Life Flame to keep retreating.

"This... what is this?"

The members of the Yao tribe watching the battle were dumbfounded, they couldn't see what flames were in front of them.

"A piece of fire dares to be rampant, if it comes in its own body, I won't be afraid."

After feeling the aura of nothingness swallowing flames, a young man in white robe jumped out of Long Xuan's body.

The young man in white robe is the main body of Jinglian Demon Fire. It once fought against Void Swallowing Flame and suffered countless bloody abuses.

"boom……"

Yaohuo stretched out his finger and tapped lightly, and Zihuo, who swallowed flames in nothingness, kept retreating, turning into a shrinking turtle.

After looking at the Jinglian demon fire, the people of the Yao clan all showed anger, wishing to rush forward to fight Long Xuan.

"Return my family's strange fire..."

Long Xuan, who killed a thousand swords, snatched away all the different fires of the Yao clan, making the flames that even the head of the family couldn't make alchemy easily.

"Uh, you can't blame me, it's all because of this evil."

Jinglian Yaohuo grinned, and immediately threw the blame to Long Xuan, pretending to be innocent.

"Damn it, you devoured and refined the strange fire, blame me!"

Long Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and in the end he could only wave his hand awkwardly to the Yao Clan patriarch.

"Heavenly fire doesn't represent alchemy, how dare a brat think against the heavens?"

In Hun Xuzi's view, Long Xuan's reputation is all blown out, and alchemy is far less terrifying.

Second step: purify medicinal power.

With the help of Jinglian Yaohuo, Longxuan refined the medicinal materials at the fastest speed, almost a matter of course.

The old man Shennong followed closely behind, and in alchemy, the flame of life was much stronger than Zihuo who swallowed flames in nothingness.

The patriarch of the Yao Clan who didn't have a different fire lagged behind everyone, but the more so, the more people dare not underestimate him.

If he can become the strongest among the medicine clan, will his alchemy skills be inferior?

In terms of alchemy alone, not talking about different fires, and other external forces, I am afraid that even the old man Shennong can't compare with medicine pills.

"Master Heavenly Emperor, your alchemy technique is too impatient, and it is not the right way after all."

Looking at Long Xuan's way of refining alchemy, Yao Dan is not optimistic, he feels that it is a bit too much to rely on external forces.

"I never liked alchemy, but you forced me to do it blindly."

What Long Xuan said was extremely sincere and his expression was natural, but it seemed to others that he was boasting.

"Cut, if you don't like alchemy, who would believe you become a ninth-rank alchemist?"

Someone was unconvinced and scolded with jealousy.

(End of this chapter)