Urban ancient fairy doctor

Chu Jiuyu, the Ten-Crown Pill King, lived up to expectations and refined a batch of pills in just over half an hour.

Amidst the cheers, others also took out their report cards.

Muji followed. Although he was a little slower, the elixir he refined was also the tenth-level elixir, and all nine of them were top-grade.

At the same time, the elixir masters who identified hundreds of medicinal herbs in the previous round also refined their own elixirs.

Alchemist Guild Hua Qiqi, Lingxiao Sect Chao Kuan, Tiansheng Sect Wu Xuzi, Xingyao Sect Ganfeng, Qinjian Villa Luanhe, Fantasy Sword Sect Yu Jiuge...

These people all took out their own results, all of which were tenth-level elixirs, and they were all full of elixirs.

Where there is strength, there is weakness. Compared to these alchemy experts, many people have a huge gap.

As time went by, some who failed to refine were sent out of the Alchemy King Tower.

The most dazzling thing was Ye Bufan, who was sitting cross-legged and motionless.

"What does this guy do? He hasn't started refining elixirs yet. Is this because he can't come up with the elixir recipe?"

"I know who he is. He is just an eighth-level elixir master. It seems that identifying hundreds of kinds of elixir grass in the last round was all about luck..."

"If it doesn't work, just admit defeat quickly. Why stay there and embarrass yourself? Can an eighth-level elixir master come to this Alchemy King Competition?"

Countless people were talking about it, and their eyes were filled with contempt.

Yintong finished his elixir. Seeing that Ye Bufan didn't make any move, he sneered softly: "What a waste!"

On the viewing platform, Zhuge Qingyang frowned slightly.

Although he did not expect this young man to win the throne of Alchemy King, he had succeeded in the Alchemist Guild after all, so he should have a certain level of strength. How could he be eliminated in the second round?

The same is true for Concubine Qin. With so many people present, the only thing she pays attention to is Ye Bufan. After all, this is her savior.

Seeing that the time was about to pass, and the other party hadn't made any move yet, he couldn't help but become anxious.

"Jianyi, what's going on? Does it mean that he really can't make a pill recipe?"

Sword Emperor Wan Jianyi shook his head slightly: "This is normal, we have also seen the strength of Divine Doctor Ye.

He has reached the peak of Immortal Master at a young age, and he also has such incredible medical skills. After all, human energy is limited, and we can't expect too much. "

"Oh well."

Concubine Qin sighed softly. Although she knew what her husband said was reasonable, she still felt a little disappointed.

Although Hua Qiqi and Xia Qingying have strong confidence in Ye Bufan's alchemy attainments, they are also a little anxious at the moment. They don't know what the other person is doing sitting there.

At this moment, an hour had passed since the competition, and there were still fifty-eight immortal alchemists left in the Alchemy King Tower. The others had failed to make alchemy and were all eliminated.

Among the remaining people, most of them have completed refining the elixir, and the remaining dozen are busy, but they are all coming to an end.

At this moment, Ye Bufan opened his eyes. He looked around and understood the current situation clearly.

Although the remaining dozen or so people succeeded in formulating formulas, many of them were lower than fifth-grade elixirs, and the level of the elixirs they produced would not exceed this range.

He only needs to refine a sixth-grade elixir to be firmly among the top fifty.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and threw a fairy grass into the alchemy furnace.

"Look, that eighth-level elixir master has actually started refining elixirs..."

"I think I really can't think of a prescription, so I'm treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor..."

"I think so. I'm afraid it won't be long before I'm thrown out of the Alchemy King Tower..."

His move here attracted the attention of countless people, but few people were optimistic about it, thinking that this was just a desperate attempt to get lucky.

While Ye Bufan was absorbing the power of refining the Condensing Fruit, he was controlling the pill furnace in front of him. The speed was not fast, but the process was orderly.

Refining, purifying, blending...

Seeing that the two hours were coming, everyone's eyes fell on him, because everyone else had finished refining.

A burst of elixir fragrance floated out, Ye Bufan played the elixir collecting technique, stretched out his hand to grab it, and nine elixirs flew out from the elixir furnace.

Since it is used for two purposes, and most of the mental energy is used to absorb and refine the Condensing Fruit, the level of the elixir is not high, and all nine of them are of middle grade.

"Shipidan, this kind of elixir is very rare. Many people have never seen it, but it is a real sixth-grade elixir."

Ye Bufan raised his hand and waved the pills into the assessment formation.

Fifty people's names had been gathered on the light screen, but at this moment, there was a fluctuation and a change.

Ye Bufan's name fell to the last one, and the previous person was squeezed out. At the same time, the two-hour time limit expired, and all the second-level pill furnaces were recovered.

"Well!"

At this time, countless people showed expressions of astonishment. At first, everyone thought he was breaking a pot and gambling on luck, but they didn't expect that he actually succeeded.

Moreover, the timing was just right, it was completed before the end, and the ranking happened to be 50th.

Luo Rong sat next to Zhuge Qingyang, originally expecting to see Ye Bufan make a fool of himself, but he was disappointed.

"This boy is really lucky!"

Zhuge Qingyang did not speak, but looked thoughtful. As the president of the Alchemist Guild, he did not think that such a coincidence could be achieved by luck alone.

Hua Qiqi and Xia Qingying showed knowing smiles, and their hearts finally relaxed.

Sword Emperor and Qin Fei were slightly stunned. This young man's performance once again refreshed their understanding.

"Damn it, I haven't been eliminated yet!"

Yintong cursed softly. Although he was a little disappointed, his heart was much more stable than before. He was ranked 27th, Xia Qingying was 45th, and Ye Bufan was only 50th.

Calculated this way, he could eventually win on behalf of Baicao Sect.

"Okay, the second round of competition is over. Congratulations to all the remaining immortal alchemists for gaining the qualifications to enter the immortal spiritual realm..."

Zhuge Qingyang said some formulaic polite words again and announced that the competition had entered the third round.

“From now on, you will enter the formal competition for the throne of Alchemy King.

In the third round of the competition, starting from the third level of the Twelve-level Alchemy King Tower, elixirs of the corresponding level are refined, and the types are of your choice.

That is to say, starting from the third-level elixir, it is successfully refined to enter the fourth level, then the fifth level, and so on.

Each pot of elixirs has a time limit of two hours. Those who fail will be eliminated, and those who exceed the time limit will be eliminated. The final ranking will be based on the level of the twelfth-level Dan King Tower.

If they all reach the twelfth level and refine the twelfth-level elixir at the same time, then the level of the final elixir will be compared. If the level is the same, the number of competitions will be the same, and the winner will be the elixir king this time..."

The rules for this section of the Twelfth-Level Alchemy King Tower are the same every time, but Zhuge Qingyang still explained it in detail from beginning to end.

After the announcement, all the fifty people who had just won entered the third level, and the final battle for the Alchemy King Competition officially began.