Dragon teaches self-cultivation in the dynasty

The flames of the pill furnace were blazing, covering all the traces of the spiritual grass in it, so no one could notice the changes that the spiritual grass in it was undergoing.

Time passed slowly, and the flames in Gong Zhixuan's elixir furnace were jumping, and a blue elixir could be vaguely seen in the center. He calmly put in the last spiritual herb at hand, and separated the medicinal properties bit by bit with his spiritual sense. , merged into the pill, and glanced at the pill furnace beside him from the corner of the eye—the flames were roaring and burning, covering all the scenes inside, and the spirit grass was probably burned to ashes.

He slightly hooked the corners of his lips, sneered in his heart, and continued his alchemy.

Ji Yueheng glanced at Long Guiyin's alchemy furnace with disdain, snorted softly, and said, "It's all about making an axe, and it's just that he looks good. Long Zu asked us to get him at all costs. Could it be that he wanted to bring back a man?" Male pet?"

"Not necessarily." Ji Yuesheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face under the red veil looked a little serious, "His flames have always been very strong, maybe he is hiding something, so don't be careless."

Ji Yueheng's face was slightly stagnant, as if he was a little afraid of him, and he paused before saying, "I've never heard of such a big fire that can make pills, and besides, he threw all three groups of spirit herbs in, which can make people's consciousness Control so many herbs at the same time? I think he is doomed."

Ji Yuesheng frowned, and didn't speak any more. His red eyes were fixed on the fire burning in the alchemy furnace, and there was no expression of joy or anger in his eyes.

Yulong Kingdom's side is all hoping to lose, but Dayue's side is not necessarily much better.

Lin Weijin said happily: "Master Zuo is worthy of being the disciple of the national teacher. This skill of alchemy has been passed down to the best of his abilities. The prince's side is..."

Jin Yuanbai snorted coldly, "Why are you being so polite? You can only see it with one face. He said he got the true biography of the master's school. It is not known how old the master's school is. How old was he when he was living abroad? How could it be possible? Learn all the inheritance of a master? It’s just to fool ordinary people, it’s not enough in the eyes of people like Zuo Xiang.”

Ji Huaining was not too happy, and frowned and glanced at him, "The results didn't come out, why are you yelling here? Don't let other countries see our jokes!"

Jin Yuanbai curled his lips, but he was afraid of the strength of the Yuanying stage, so he didn't dare to say anything.

But Long Wunian kept staring at Long Guiyin's alchemy furnace without taking his eyes off it.

Xiao Yun glanced back at him and asked, "What did the national teacher see?"

Long Wunian pondered for a moment, and said: "The lord's alchemy furnace has a very strong spiritual energy fluctuation."

Xiao Yun replied "Oh", and said: "Then according to the opinion of the national teacher, how likely is it that King Zhao can refine the elixir?"

Long Wunian said: "[-]%."

Xiao Yun raised his eyebrows back, motioning for him to talk about it in detail.

Long Wunian said: "According to normal methods, it is impossible for him to succeed in alchemy like this, but he said that his master has a complete ancient inheritance, and there may be other methods that I don't know, but this is only [-]% possible, so I said [-]%."

Xiao Yunhui squinted his eyes meaningfully, and smiled, "Then the national teacher should take a good look at it."

Long Wunian looked at him suspiciously - why does it feel like the emperor seems to have confidence in King Zhao?

Perhaps an illusion?

Three sticks of incense quickly burned out two sticks.

The faint fragrance of pills floated out from the pill furnace, and Gong Zhixuan's eyes shone brightly. This time, his performance was better than before, and the grade of this pill should be very high.

The fragrance of the pill became more and more intense, until at a certain moment, a gleam of brilliance burst out of the pill furnace, Gong Zhixuan waved his hand, and a blue-gray pill floated out slowly, and was caught by Gong Zhixuan. Grasp it in the palm of your hand.

At this time, the flame in the alchemy furnace next to him was still burning fiercely, Long Guiyin glanced at him casually, there was no emotion in his eyes, neither agitation nor frustration could be seen, and he continued to control the fire leisurely.

This fire technique is quite powerful, it is good for attacking, and it is used for alchemy... I think too much.

Gong Zhixuan raised his chin proudly, stepped up the steps and came to Long Wunian, and presented the pill respectfully, with an uncontrollable voice, "Master, this disciple lived up to expectations, and refined the marrow-washing pill. gone."

Long Wunian reached out to take it, looked it over carefully, and nodded in satisfaction.

Blue occupies more than half of it, and gray is mixed with it, which is the waste of pills, but in this era when spiritual energy is thin and inheritance is cut off, it is already very remarkable to be able to refine blue, and the area of ​​blue is more than half.

He took out a magical instrument, with a stone platform underneath, and a spiritual realm erected on the front, which was used to measure the level of the pill.

Putting the elixir on the stone platform, the spiritual realm emitted a layer of faint spiritual light, and there were words flickering on it, and finally settled on seven words:

"Xishui Dan, the first product of Huang Jie."

It was almost at the Xuan level.

Long Wunian held up the elixir with spiritual energy and circled around in front of everyone in the hall, making sure that they all saw it, then put the elixir in front of Xiao Yunhui, and said: "Your Majesty, please have a look."

Xiao Yunhui glanced at it casually, not too interested, and waved the pill into Long Wunian's hands with a wave of his hand, nodded and said: "Okay, good, keep working hard." Then he looked at Long Wunian without blinking. Long Guiyin's alchemy furnace.

That tone sounded perfunctory.

Gong Zhixuan clenched his fists tightly, and his expression was a little unsightly.

Long Wunian also frowned, but didn't care too much, took out a jade box to pack the pill, and looked at Long Guiyin.

Everyone in the main hall whispered, apparently already determined the outcome of this competition, and they didn't have any expectations for the still burning alchemy furnace.

Long Guiyin ignored other people's sights and whispers, and concentrated on refining her own elixir, until the third stick of incense was about to burn to the end, the flame of the elixir furnace suddenly jumped, and then was suddenly retracted, and one was ashes without a trace. A little bit of spiritual elixir flew out in a whirl.

There was uncontrollable laughter in the main hall. Jin Yuanbai was still worried about the envoy of the Yulong Kingdom, so he just sneered in a low voice: "There is no blue at all or the marrow washing pill? Even a waste pill can have a little blue." , this is not as good as a waste pill!"

Ji Yueheng laughed wantonly, "I have experienced the so-called ancient alchemy in your country today!"

Ji Yuesheng's eyes drooped slightly, he couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved, his eyes were very complicated for a while.

Ji Huaining drooped his shoulders in frustration, not knowing what to say for a while, the right minister Wei Qing also looked ashen and defeated.

Long Wunian sighed and shook his head, Gong Zhixuan curled his lips in disdain, and Xiao Yunhui also rarely frowned.

In the eyes of all the regretful and mocking eyes, Long Guiyin smiled lightly, stretched out a finger and flicked lightly on the gray pill.

There was a "click" sound, like the sound of something breaking.

Everyone was silent, staring blankly at the elixir floating in the air.

I saw the unattractive elixir crack open one gap after another with the sound of "click, click, click", and the blue light shone in the gaps, like a handful of blue magma about to erupt.

The magma swelled and tumbling, constantly accumulating momentum to break through the shackles, until a certain moment...

"Whoa!"

Accompanied by the sound of the gray shell falling completely, the pure and deep blue light like the ocean instantly illuminated every corner of the hall, and the rich dan fragrance washed out, and it felt like a breakthrough in cultivation with just a light inhalation.

A needle could be heard in the entire hall in an instant, and no more mocking whispers could be heard.

Ji Yueheng opened his mouth wide in disbelief, Ji Yuesheng narrowed his eyes slightly, Jin Yuanbai's expression was distorted, but Ji Huaining, Wei Qing and the others burst into laughter.

The elixir was slowly spinning in everyone's sight, and slowly floated on top of the elixir, and was held in the palms of both hands.

It was Xiao Yunhui.

He seemed to be holding some kind of treasure, with a gentle smile on his face, he got up and put the elixir on the magic tool stone platform in Long Wunian's hands, the spiritual light flickered again, this time the light was much stronger, time It took a while, and after a while, I slowly settled on seven words:

"Washing Marrow Pill, the seventh grade of Xuan Rank."

"Whoa!"

Like hot oil dripping into a flame, it instantly caused an earthquake.

It is actually two grades higher than the ninth-grade foundation-building pill refined by the national teacher!

The voices of the officials gasping for air continued to resound, and they looked at the pill in horror.

Pure and clear, without any gray, the whole body is a deep blue like the ocean.

Then look at the light blue and gray elixir in Long Wunian's hand, you can tell which one is higher and which is lower.

Gong Zhixuan's face turned red in an instant, and subconsciously said: "Impossible! The three spiritual herbs were all put into the furnace at the same time, and the flames were so fierce, it's fine if the pills don't get burned. How could it be so high-grade?" The elixir? This is unreasonable!"

Tutu complained domineeringly: "Fuck your reasoning! Your so-called reasoning and master's reasoning are not on the same level at all! Can Xianlong's knowledge be compared with yours?"

While smoothing Tutu's hair in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Long Guiyin smiled slightly, and said, "It's very simple, one portion of spiritual grass has less spiritual energy and less medicinal properties, and if you want to condense it into a pill, you must add waste residue, so I will take three portions of spiritual grass. Put the grass together, condense three parts of medicinal properties into one part, remove the waste residue, and then condense and fuse it with a big fire, which requires a very precise ability to control spiritual consciousness, unfortunately, my ability to control spiritual consciousness is relatively strong."

Of course, he imported part of the small world's spiritual energy to supplement the loss of the spiritual grass, so it goes without saying.

Gong Zhixuan's expression changed, he couldn't accept his failure for a while, and subconsciously murmured: "Impossible, impossible..."

Long Wunian frowned and interrupted him, "Disciple!"

Gong Zhixuan came back to his senses suddenly, his eyes were a little bewildered for a while.

Long Wunian sighed.

Failed.

Long Guiyin's ability was indeed beyond his imagination, and it would definitely be Dai Yue's loss to let such a person go to Yulong Kingdom.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, and said in a deep voice: "The process is not important, what is important is the ending, since the lord has indeed refined the Mysterious Essence Washing Pill, then this round is the lord's victory, and the next round will continue. "

Gong Zhixuan murmured, "Master..."

Long Wunian shook his head, and said: "Ah Xuan, I raised you very well, you have never experienced failure, so you have developed a arrogant and conceited temperament, you need to know that mistakes are easy to break, and you will not learn to admit it. If you fail, you will suffer big losses sooner or later.”

Gong Zhixuan lowered his eyes, clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, and the bright red in his palms leaked out bit by bit.

He doesn't accept it, he just refuses to accept it.

He can accept losing to anyone, but Long Guiyin...

A child from a remote mountain village who has never been under his eyes, without any background and education, who once wanted to marry him for the sake of saving his life, but later said he didn't like him...

No, he will win, no matter the cost!