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Chapter 1179 Daoist Yi Yuan won the prize

Daoist Tianlin, Daoist Fanlei and others expressed that they were stunned.

This man dared to point at King Shi's nose and call him a grandson.

But King Shi could only accept it.

What's the situation?

Hidden Emperor?

What level is that?

They didn't take Jiang Cheng seriously at first, but now they can see it.

The background of this guy is really incredible.

Even the way they looked at Yue Zhi and Bai Xian changed slightly.

At least I dare not treat them as low-level immortal officials who can be abused wantonly.

Brother Cheng didn't expect that with such a simple move, he would gain another wave of reputation points provided by the audience.

According to a specific ceremony, the two entered the eighth entrance of the fairy furnace at the same time under the eyes of everyone.

After experiencing the scene where King Shi was pointed at his nose and scolded just now, no one dared to ridicule Jiang Cheng again this time.

Even Daoist Fanlei of God Leisi's complexion became serious.

He found that Jiang Cheng didn't seem to be as easy to deal with as he imagined.

It's not something he can step on if he wants to.

However, this does not mean that they are optimistic about Jiang Cheng's ability to win the test.

As for Jiang Cheng, who entered the eighth entrance, he saw a similar scene of the competition space again as before.

There are also two high platforms and two sets of alchemy furnaces.

The difference from before was that this time there was a person on the high platform opposite - Daoist Yi Yuan.

The two stood facing each other.

In the middle of the two, there is a giant golden hourglass towering like a mountain.

Heavenly Dao was still peeping overhead, acting as the referee.

And the breath of the origin of the pill is also lingering around, almost everywhere.

When he was outside, Daoist Yi Yuan looked like he was holding the winning ticket.

But when he actually came inside, his expression was solemn, and he didn't even look at Jiang Cheng.

Instead, he stared at the dark sky ahead.

At this time, the test questions have not yet come out.

If this competition is an unpopular Medicine Pill that he has never seen before, then his performance will definitely be poor.

It is hard to say whether he will be punished by Heavenly Dao at that time.

The two stood on the high platform, and the dark void shone brightly, as if a scorching sun had risen.

The rays of the scorching sun faded slowly, and a phantom of a Medicine Pill shaped like a pagoda, but colorful and many times larger officially appeared in front of the two of them.

Daoist Yi Yuan, who was as nervous as waiting for a verdict, jumped up when he saw this eighth-rank emperor pill.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Turn 8 Wind Thunder Pill, it's actually this Medicine Pill, hahahahaha..."

He was so excited that he danced on the high platform directly, as if he had gone mad with epilepsy.

"God has eyes!"

"What is luck, it's called luck!"

The old man wanted to sing loudly.

"Hey... Tian Dan Division's first eighth-rank emperor alchemist who has passed the original certification is about to appear!"

At this moment, he only hated that there were no other audiences at the scene.

It is impossible to share with him the whole process of the birth of this historic scene.

"Hahahaha, old man Tianlin, when it comes to this test, it depends on how you hold your head up in front of me!"

"I, Yi Yuan, am the first alchemist of the Tiandan Division!"

His crazy performance made Brother Cheng almost speechless.

He could see that the Rank 8 Wind Thunder Pellet should be made by Daoist Yi Yuan himself, so he was more confident, so it looked like he had won a prize.

But the question is, is it too early to celebrate?

"Dude, don't get too happy."

Brother Cheng is quite 'kind'.

"It's better to calm down, so that the pill refining state won't be unstable later."

"Calm your mind? Unstable state?"

Daoist Yi Yuan didn't realize that this was a competition until he spoke, and there was Jiang Cheng on the opposite side.

He couldn't hold back his smile, but this time it turned into a contemptuous smile.

"Who do you think I am? Would an eighth-rank emperor alchemist make such a low-level mistake?"

"To tell you the truth, this Rank 8 Wind Thunder Pill is exactly what I know!"

Head Jiang had guessed it a long time ago, but he still cooperated with him and deliberately expressed his surprise.

"Wow, what a coincidence."

Because his tone was too gentle and his expression was too calm, Yi Yuan didn't hear any shock, but rather perfunctory.

This made him very dissatisfied.

"Do you know, when did I learn to refine this Rank Eight Wind Thunder Pill?"

Brother Cheng honestly shook his head: "I don't know."

Yi Yuan took a deep breath, and said slowly: "15 billion years ago, I successfully refined the eighth-rank emperor alchemy for the first time, and officially became the eighth-rank emperor alchemist."

"And what I refined that time was the Rank Eight Wind and Thunder Pill!"

Because he was so excited, his expression was rippling, like an old chrysanthemum blooming rapidly.

"Hahahaha, this is simply God's will!"

"There are more than 5,000 known eighth-rank emperor pills, and there are actually only 47 that I know, but this time it happened that I knew it!"

"That's all. For 15 billion years, the one I have refined the most is Rank Eight Wind Thunder Pill!"

"I can refine this Emperor Pill with my eyes closed..."

This is obviously an exaggeration. Even if you are proficient, there will be a failure rate, but you are more confident.

"What is destiny?"

"This is called destiny!"

His beaming eyebrows made Jiang Cheng amused.

He deliberately teased: "Are you so confident? Are you not afraid of overturning?"

Yi Yuan said disdainfully: "You give me a reason for not having confidence?"

"Tell you, even if it is Tianlin Taiheng who is standing opposite, those emperor alchemists in the Land of Absolute Dao, they can't win against me!"

He raised his chin proudly, so arrogant that he was a little arrogant.

"I, Yi Yuan, rank second in the realm of Rank Eight Fengleidan, and no one dares to claim the first!"

"This is my exclusive Didan!"

"You tell me how to lose?"

"No one can stop me from winning today, let alone becoming the first eighth-rank emperor alchemist to obtain the original certification!"

Seeing his confident look, Brother Cheng couldn't help showing caring eyes.

Yi Yuan will never know that his opponent is the system, who can successfully refine the Rank 8 Wind Thunder Pill, which he claims to be best at, with one click.

It's like when he caught three kings when he was bigger than three cards, God gave him almost the ultimate hope of winning.

But I'm holding three Aces...

Where is the destiny, this is simply the lone star of the devil.

At this moment, the alchemy furnaces of the two lit up at the same time, and this test officially began.

At the same time, the golden hourglass in the center also activated.

A wisp of fine sand slowly fell down, like dust and fog.

Jiang Cheng looked at it for a while, and if the hourglass wanted to run out, it would take thousands of years.

In other words, the duration of this test is about a thousand years.

This is the time limited by Heavenly Dao and the Origin of Dan.

As long as you refine the eight-turn Fenglei pill within a thousand years, and it is faster than the opponent, you can get the eighth-rank certification of the origin of the pill.

(end of this chapter)