
"Do you still need to hold a contest?" Yin Le said. Although he looked indifferent, he was clearly arrogant in his heart.
In the alchemy contest, he invited low-grade Earth alchemists, and in the martial arts round, he could even invite the strange Xuanyuan Zi Guang. Moreover, he was mainly cultivating formations, and was already a sixth level formation master.
Whatever happens, he should have an absolute advantage in this contest, adding it as a very remarkable experience to his background.
"Why not?" Yin Hong crossed his arms, completely propping up********** large** as if complaining that other people didn't know how big they were. "Maybe your alchemist will meet an unexpected failure."
“That's right, pill refining is a very careful task, and any carelessness can result in a complete defeat. Clan Brother Le is too complacent, "said Yin Hao Qi as well.
"Then let's have a contest!"
Under the supervision of the elders in the clan, an alchemy contest began.
Everyone in the family could actually send three alchemists to the field to pick one of the best scores. Yin Le was filled with confidence, only sending Xuan Ji Yun over. Yin Hong obviously trusted Ling Han more, also sending one person.
The other three families used all three quotas for fear of wrongdoing, adding to insurance.
Furnace explosions in pill refinement were a very common thing. Even Tang Zi Shi and Nong Bo Xin, two Heavenly Class alchemists, were unable to guarantee a hundred percent pill formation rate, let alone others.
In the alchemy contest, there was only one chance, and it would be over if the furnace exploded.
First is to choose the ingredients to make sure the type of pill you want to refine.
It involves a lot of gambling.
As mentioned earlier, no alchemist dared to pat their chests and say that refining their pills would definitely work. Refining a low level medicinal pill was very close to a hundred percent success rate, but the higher the rate of a —-like medicinal pill, the closer to one's alchemy level — the more drastic the increase in failure rate.
Normally, when an earth-level low-tier alchemist refined an earth-level low-tier medicinal pill, his success rate was around thirty percent, which was equivalent to refining three pills worth a furnace and only succeeding once.
Therefore, if Xuan Ji Yun chose to refine an Earth low-tier medicinal pill and succeeded, then the other alchemists could only admit defeat, but what if he failed? The failure rate reached sixty percent, and once he failed, then it was just nonsense!
Thus, choosing what medicinal pill to refine was not only based on one's alchemy level, but also on what the opponent chose.
At this moment, ten alchemists were pacing in front of the medicine cabinet and stuffing many ingredients into their medicine baskets. However, only they knew in their hearts whether they were refining a related medicinal pill, or whether it was just a smokescreen.
This is the battle process of battle of intelligence and strength.
Only Ling Han did not care at all, and only chose the materials that would be refined.
Unfortunately, inside the medicine cabinet, there was actually no single Heaven Grade material!
That makes sense. The Heaven Grade materials were too precious, so how could they be taken out? As everyone knew, there were only three Heaven-class alchemists now. If the Spirit Treasures Pavilion were to take out Heaven Grade medicinal ingredients right now, what good would it be other than to waste?
They are merchants, not fools!
Whatever, then a high-level Heaven Grade would be like that.
Ling Han casually chose the ingredients and did not care to pay attention to others. Pill refining was only through movement for him. His goal was at the martial arts contest six days after – battle against Xuanyuan Zi Guang to see who was the strongest among the younger generation.
He returned to his position, and immediately started the furnace for pill refining.
"Is this guy an idiot, starting to improve now?"
“Obviously there are three days, and the first day is definitely a battle of wits to suppress the opponent. It is best to make your opponent make a mistake by choosing a high level medicinal pill — then the chances of the furnace exploding will be higher. ”
"It seems like the northern region doesn't want to win."
"Last time, they're downstairs, and probably won't be any different this time either."
“Yes, Xuanyuan Zi Guang is also tied up in the southern region. In a martial arts contest, he had to obtain first place. ”
“Yin Le's ability in formation was also impressive; even if he didn't get the first one, he would become the second one easily. The first two places and the second place, it was definitely the first place this time. "
The Spirit Treasure Elder Pavilion commented one after another, but some people revealed uncertain expressions. For example, Yin Xue Yang looked at Ling Han.
Being able to become a sworn brother with an elite Shattering Void Tier .. could he be so simple?
"What, that boy's work is amazing!" Soon, there was a cry of surprise. Although the Spirit Treasure Pavilion did not have an alchemist of its own, their relationship with the Alchemist Guild was always very good, so they could often see alchemists refining pills. Therefore, even if they did not know how to refine pills, they could understand them.
Ling Han's technique is truly amazing!
"Experienced!"
"Smooth!"
"Finished in one go!"
More and more people looked at him and revealed shocked expressions. This youngster was only twenty-four to twenty-five years old, so how could his techniques be so skilled?
"What drug pills does he strain?"
"Seeing the ingredients ... It looks like the Five Changes Black Jade Pill!"
"This, this, this, isn't this Earth's high-grade medicinal pill?"
"What, this guy is crazy! He was refining a high-level Earth Level medicinal pill? "
The corner of Yin Hong's mouth twitched as he said inwardly, "This fellow who is not refining a Heavenly Grade medicinal pill has already given you your face, or else it will scare you to death!"
Ling Han's skillful technique, smooth and easy, unwittingly made those watching feel a sense of beauty, as if it was not pill refining, but a master doing art.
Too beautiful
After completing the refining and refining of the ingredients, Ling Han started refining the pills.
He was already at the Blooming Flower Level, and no longer needed the help of Strange Fire to refine a high-tier Earth Level medicinal pill; his own strength was enough. His figure moved as he smashed into the pill furnace KB after the palm, and flames swirled around and patterns emanated like flowers.
This was drawing the essence of heaven and earth within the ingredients to perfectly interweave medicinal strength.
"Well, it's unbelievable. This fellow is too experienced, could there be any hope for pill formation? "
"From the looks of it now, things have come easy."
"Hiss, there will be another alchemy genius in the world. A twenty-year-old boy who was already a high-level Earth-class alchemist .. It was very like he was about to advance into the ranks of the Heaven Class. "
"Don't forget, this guy's talent in martial arts isn't bad either."
It's strange!
Ling Han remained unmoved, only focusing on refining pills. After half a day, a thick fog floated above the pill furnace and turned into a sighting of mountains and rivers, fowl and ferocious beasts, and so on, was extremely extraordinary.
"Pil ... will be formed soon!" Everyone was screaming at each other.
Xuan Ji Yun and the other alchemists even considered Ling Han a celestial. The difference in levels in alchemy was equal to a huge level difference in martial arts; it was an absolute gap, not to mention that high level Earth-grade alchemists were almost at the peak of alchemy, makes them want to bow in worship.