Ye Chenfeng is well aware of the value of these materials and does not want to break the rules.
"Okay, compared to life, these extraneous things are nothing?" Mu Qinghuo said nonchalantly: "But you need to give me a few days, and I need to exchange a lot of materials for you slowly through the Tiange channel."
"Then thank you, Mr. Ge!"
Ye Chenfeng is not a pushy person, and he no longer refuses Ge Lao's kindness.
"Feng Chen, how about going for a stroll with me, I also want to exchange something?"
Under Linghu Feihuo's jealous gaze, Jiao Yuyan invited softly.
"good!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded, and accompanied by the glamorous and elegant Jiao Yuyan, he walked towards the Tiange.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Chenfeng didn't look directly at the provocative Linghu Feihuo, and he was so angry that he flew into a rage.
"Fengchen, tomorrow I swear that I will trample you under my feet, expose your true face, and turn you into a bereaved dog."
Watching the two leave side by side, Linghu Feihuo, who had pursued Jiaoyuyan several times but failed, went mad with jealousy, gritted his teeth and swore in his heart.
The first thousand and ninety-seven chapters who is today's protagonist
In the early morning, the morning sun shines all over the earth, waking up the Wangtiandu City with a long history.
The Alchemy Hall, the highest level alchemy hall in Tiange, is rarely opened, and the competition between Ye Chenfeng and Linghu Feihuo is held here.
"After my discussion with Lord Hou and the Linghu family, today's competition between the two of you is divided into three rounds. They are the test of eyesight, the competition of fire control, and the competition of alchemy. Quota, do you have any objections!"
Wearing a turquoise alchemy suit with a five-star badge pinned to his chest, the radiant Mu Qinghuo looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was tall and straight with an extraordinary bearing, and said to each other.
"No!" Ye Chenfeng and Linghu Feihuo said in unison.
"Since you have no objections, let's start the competition. For the sake of fairness, the old man personally presides over this competition, and the Marquis and the Linghu family will supervise it."
As he said that, Mu Qinghuo opened the prohibition of the Danhuo Palace. A stone platform tens of feet high, piled with tens of thousands of medicinal herbs, and exuding a strong medicinal fragrance rose slowly on the slightly trembling ground, imprinting It came into the eyes of Ye Chenfeng and the two of them.
"Master Hou, Patriarch Linghu, please each of you write ten herbs on paper to test their eyesight!" Mu Qinghuo said.
"good!"
Wang Tianhou and Patriarch Linghu nodded, picked up the writing brushes beside them, and wrote down the relatively rare medicinal herbs of Shiwei on a piece of parchment containing barrier restrictions. To make it more difficult, the two of them could also mark the year of the medicinal herbs .
"Master Hou, the twenty medicinal herbs written by Patriarch Linghu are the subject of your first competition. Whoever can find out these twenty medicinal herbs from the more than 30,000 medicinal herbs fastest and most accurately will be considered the winner! "Mu Qinghuo untied the restriction in the parchment, showed the names of the twenty medicinal herbs in front of Ye Chenfeng and the two of them, and said, "Start."
As soon as Mu Qinghuo finished speaking, Linghu Feihuo immediately rushed to the side of the pile of herbs piled up like a hill, looking for these twenty herbs.
But Ye Chenfeng stood in the same place but didn't move at all. Just when the crowd showed surprise, Ye Chenfeng flicked his right hand lightly in the void, and thousands of soul threads flew into the pile of herbs.
The next moment, the nineteen medicinal herbs flew out of the pile of medicines, and fell into Ye Chenfeng's hands like arrows flying off the string.
"Ge Lao, there are only nineteen medicinal herbs on the paper in this medicine pile, and there is no Rhizoma Rhizoma."
Ye Chenfeng handed the nineteen herbs of different ages to the slightly surprised Mu Qinghuo, and said slowly.
"This, this, how is this possible!"
At this time, Linghu Feihuo only found four medicinal herbs, but Ye Chenfeng finished the competition. This result made him dumbfounded and unacceptable.
"Not bad, there is no problem with these nineteen medicinal herbs, and there is no mistake in the year, but the Fengzhicao written by Master Hou is too rare, and there are indeed none of the more than 30,000 herbs I prepared!" Ye Chenfeng, the veteran of the pavilion, grabbed Put the nineteen medicinal herbs that came in front of Wang Tianhou and Patriarch Linghu, and said slowly.
"Such sharp eyesight, such a strong soul, this boy is not bad!"
Patriarch Linghu glanced at the nineteen herbs in front of him, nodded, and said appreciatively.
"Linghu Feihuo, you are convinced!"
Ge Lao looked at Linghu Feihuo who was stunned, and asked indifferently.
"I... I am convinced!"
Although he didn't want to admit it, Ye Chenfeng's performance just now was indeed impeccable, so he couldn't find any faults.
"That's amazing. Not only is Feng Chen surprisingly strong, but he also has such a strong alchemy talent. How did he cultivate!"
Witnessing the scene just now, Jiao Yuyan's beautiful big eyes burst out with light, revealing a strong look of surprise, smiling like a flower.
"Okay, I announce that this first round of competition, Feng Chen wins, and the fire control contest will be held next!" Mu Qinghuo nodded and announced loudly.
"Fengchen, don't be too happy too early, I will smash all your pride and confidence in the contest of fire control, and let you know who is the protagonist today!" Linghu Feihuo took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart Shocked and unwilling, he silently swore in his heart.
"Controlling fire is an essential alchemy technique for alchemists. Only by controlling the flame perfectly, and making the flame a part of the body, can a good alchemy be made!" Mu Qinghuo brought Ye Chenfeng and the two to the alchemy. In the center of the hall, the prohibition in the hall was opened and said: "Now, you summon your own flames. Whoever can control your own flames and defeat the opponent's flames will be considered the winner."
"call!"
Ye Chenfeng didn't use the Deathly Fire, which was close to the limit of the sky fire, but spit out a powerful natal fire, which wrapped around his fingertips, like a vivid little snake, constantly entangled.
Although Linghu Feihuo subdued a powerful spiritual fire with the help of the Linghu family, but in order to convince Ye Chenfeng, he only sprayed out the fire of his own life and turned into a lifelike fire eagle, flying around. on top of his head.
"Yan'er, who do you think has a better chance of winning in the competition of controlling fire!"
Wang Tianhou didn't have a deep knowledge of alchemy, seeing that Ye Chenfeng's natal fire was far less vigorous than Linghu Feihuo, he asked Jiao Yuyan beside him via voice transmission.