The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Zhan Nianchuan was naturally one of the spectators. Although he was confident that he was definitely the best among the younger generation of the Great Jin Dynasty in both alchemy and weapon refining, he had never competed with others, so he was still a little unsure.

This time he had the opportunity to witness the youngest strong man in alchemy and weapon refining in the entire Great Jin Dynasty, and to feel the pressure and encouragement from his peers, which was naturally of great benefit to him.

He stood quietly, watching the two people's busy and natural movements, and a faint silver color could be seen in the depths of his pupils.

Beside him, Yu Minghong took a deep breath, his eyes were terribly firm.

He knew that he had to win, and he had to defeat Dugu Aotian and the son of Yunding Palace overwhelmingly, for his own pride and dream, for Zhan Nianchuan's efforts and support, and for the glory of Taiqing Palace and the smile on his grandfather's face.

He gently stroked the spiritual medicine on the alchemy table, silently reciting the recipe in his heart, and prepared to devote all his energy to the refining that was about to begin.

After a moment, he calmly took out a silver-white, simple-looking alchemy furnace and opened the earth fire mouth.

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On the other side, unlike the full concentration of the onlookers, many Danhai Realm masters were chatting and laughing, as if they were looking at the competition between young monks with an indifferent attitude.

They had already experienced countless similar scenes and witnessed the rise and fall of countless geniuses, so they did not show too much concern for this first round of competition that was no different from the previous alchemy and weapon refining competitions.

However, for the top alchemists and weapon refiners, even the simplest actions can be examined with a deeper gaze, the potential and future of these young generations.

"Fellow Daoist Tang, the contestant No. 66 from your sect who is participating in this competition has extraordinary attainments in weapon refining. It is estimated that there will be no problem in refining heaven-level magic tools." Huang Defa praised with a smile.

"Fenglin is a really good kid. I hope Grandmaster Huang can give him more advice." Tang Wanshan responded hurriedly, with a humble and proud smile on his face.

He knew that Huang Defa, a Grandmaster with a high reputation in the weapon refining world, gave him such an evaluation, which was not only a recognition of Fenglin's personal ability, but also an affirmation of their sect's training of the younger generation. Moreover, if he could get a few words of guidance from him, it would definitely make Qian Fenglin take a big step forward in the way of weapon refining.

"It's not a guide, but if this little guy is interested, I will naturally be happy to share some experience and experience." Huang Defa's tone was calm, but his eyes revealed his expectations and encouragement for the younger generation.

Other Danhai Realm powerhouses around also joined the discussion. Some expressed their appreciation for the alchemy skills of a young cultivator on the field, while others expressed their curiosity about the innovations in a certain weapon refining process.

Chi Yanzi said nothing, and his eyes kept wandering around Qiu Wujian and Wei Dongfang.

Time passed slowly.

Two hours later, everyone had finished refining the spiritual medicine and spiritual ore, and began to enter the most difficult stage of combining pills and forging embryos.

The one with the ugliest face in the field was Ge Fei, the supreme elder of Yunding Palace.

He had already discovered at this time that this guy who dared to gamble his life with Ge Jianxiong was really not an easy person to deal with.

Yu Minghong's movements were slow and calm, and a calm and confident atmosphere spread, as if even the dust in the air was shaken. He gently put the carefully refined spiritual essences into the silver-white and simple pill furnace one by one. Every movement seemed so precise and powerful, revealing his deep understanding and control of the way of alchemy.

The ground fire was burning fiercely under the pill furnace. The flame contained pure and powerful energy, and gradually produced a wonderful reaction with the spiritual medicine in the pill furnace. Yu Minghong closed his eyes tightly, and his mind was completely immersed in the process of alchemy. He seemed to be integrated with the furnace fire and the spiritual medicine, guiding them to change and merge according to the predetermined trajectory.

Although the audience around was attracted by the demeanor of Qiu Wujian and Wei Dongfang, some people also cast their eyes on Yu Minghong. Seeing the concentration and determination emanating from the young alchemist, they could not help but nod secretly.

At the 84th platform, Dugu Aotian also noticed the much-watched Yu Minghong. After separating a ray of consciousness to watch, his face changed slightly, and then a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with confidence and cunning.

Ge Jianxiong, the Holy Son of Yunding Palace, also quickly entered the state at this time. He was fully focused, and every bit of strength was used accurately in alchemy, striving to avoid any mistakes. It must be said that under great pressure, he played at his best level, whether it was refining spiritual essence or neutralizing medicinal properties to make pills, it was perfect.

As time went on, the atmosphere in the square became more and more tense and heated.

The fire on the alchemy table became more and more vigorous, and the air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance; the forging sounds on the refining table rose and fell, and each magic weapon gradually showed its due edge in the hands of the craftsmen. The entire arena seemed to have turned into a boiling ocean, and everyone was fighting hard for their dreams and glory.

Left. Every time the alchemy formula was played, it was so natural and smooth, blending into the alchemy furnace like a rainstorm. In the buzzing sound produced by the high-speed rotation, many alchemists opened their consciousness and began to carefully control the magic power to cut the spiritual medicine group in the alchemy furnace.

Right. Every hammering was precise and powerful, and sparks flew, and one by one, the semi-finished magic weapons gradually took shape. The eyes of many refiners were as sharp as eagles, staring at the materials in their hands, as if they could foresee the glory of their final transformation.

The strongest alchemists of the younger generation of Dajin displayed their superb skills, which not only attracted the attention of all the cultivators present, but also inspired their infinite yearning and pursuit for the way of alchemy and refining.

The originally silent square was no longer calm. Many people watched the movements of the alchemists and refiners they admired with fascination, and could not help but admire them with joy, and even imitated them directly, causing waves of commotion in the field.

Finally, as the ground fire mouth slowly extinguished, the first wisp of elixir fragrance overflowed from Qiu Wujian's elixir furnace, and the whole square was boiling.