"Interesting, that little guy really surprised me time and time again. After last night's twists and turns, he still dared to refine the ancient Dao golden elixir. It's really not easy!" Yao Yan said calmly with a faint smile.
Looking at Yaoyan's Gujing Wubo's face, Huo Tianji really wanted to ask if he was in charge of what happened last night, but when the words came to his lips, Huo Tianji swallowed it again.
"Huo Ji, do you want to ask if I sent someone to assassinate Feng Chen last night?" Yao Yan seemed to have read Huo Tianji's mind, put down his teacup, and asked calmly.
"No, I don't dare to ask more about the matter of the master!" Huo Tianji quickly denied.
"Actually, you already have the answer in your heart, but I can tell you clearly that what happened last night has nothing to do with me. If I want to make a move, he will definitely die!"
Although there was no expression on Yao Yan's face, his plain words revealed extremely powerful confidence, as if he could completely control a person's life and death.
"It's not the master, so who is it?"
Hearing Yao Yan's denial, Huo Tianji fell into contemplation. In the end, he guessed that the reason why Ye Chenfeng was assassinated was most likely related to that holy pill.
Time flies by, and a day is fleeting.
After a day of refining, Ye Chenfeng finally fused the forty-eight kinds of spiritual liquids together to form the prototype of Dao Dan containing the power of Dao.
Although the previous fusion process was very smooth without any flaws, the alchemy was the most important and the most difficult step. It is very easy to deviate from the ancient alchemy pattern. Once mistakes are made, it will lead to the failure of alchemy.
And the consumption of condensing the ancient pill pattern is even more terrifying. Without a strong soul support, it is impossible to continuously condense the ancient path pattern for two days.
"call!"
Ye Chenfeng sprayed death flames into the Suzaku cauldron continuously, amplifying the temperature of the flames in the cauldron. His hands fluttered like flowing water, combined with the changes of the soul, continuously condensed one after another mysterious ancient pill patterns, through the Suzaku cauldron Ding, integrated into the prototype of Jindan.
When Ye Chenfeng started to condense the pill pattern, the son of Huoling, who was slightly faster than him, was also condensing the ancient pill pattern calmly, trying his best to improve the quality of the Bodhi Ancient Dao Pill, and give Ye Chenfeng a blow.
Slowly, another day passed, and the rematch came to an end.
Chapter 1171 The Frog at the Bottom of the Well
"Bang bang..."
Towards the end, there was a piercing popping sound in the quiet, somewhat depressing Skyfire Realm.
An eighth-rank alchemist made a deviation when condensing the pill pattern, which caused the medicinal power in the pill to leak out, and the flames lost control and eventually exploded.
I don't know if it was infected by the failure of this eighth-rank alchemist. In the next half an hour, there were alchemists who failed in alchemy one after another.
However, the continuous blasting sound did not affect Ye Chenfeng and others. Ye Chenfeng dismissed all distracting thoughts, released a powerful soul to control the flames in the Suzaku Cauldron, and at the same time condensed the ancient alchemy pattern, improving the ancient road The quality of Jindan.
Although Ye Chenfeng's soul has reached the three-star Taoist saint, Ye Chenfeng still feels a little tired in his soul because he continues to condense the mysterious ancient alchemy pattern and control the dead flame sky fire to refine alchemy.
But it was not a last resort, he didn't want to expose the sacred fire of Fentianchu prematurely, so he continuously sprayed the deadly flames into the Suzaku cauldron, accelerating the speed of the ancient way golden core congealing.
More than three hours later, when there was not much fire sand left in the huge hourglass, the eyes of the Holy Son of Huoling suddenly burst into light, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth and melted into the three-legged alchemy furnace .
Combined with the blood essence sprayed out by the Holy Son of Huoling, the sky fire in the pill furnace became more vigorous, frantically refining the Bodhi Gudao Dan that was violently tumbling in the flames.
Finally, under the refinement of the blood essence spouted by the Holy Son of Huoling and the power of the flames, the Bodhi Ancient Dao Dan became a pill, like a revived wild beast, knocked open the hot top cover, and was suspended in the void.
"Bawen Bodhi Ancient Dao Pill!"
Many people in Guansai Pavilion exclaimed when they saw eight mysterious pill lines appear on the surface of the Bodhi Ancient Dao Pill refined by Huoling Shengzi.
"This Holy Son of Huoling is worthy of being a rare alchemy wizard in the Holy Fire Valley. He has refined the Eight-pattern Ancient Dao Pill at a young age. His potential is unimaginable!"
"Yeah, this son of Huoling is too scary. If you give him time, he will definitely become a holy alchemist, and more likely to become the youngest holy alchemist in my central world!"
"By the way, have you guys heard about the bet between Fengchen and Huoling Shengzi?" Suddenly, someone in the Guansai Pavilion asked.
"Of course I heard that, although that Fengchen's performance yesterday was amazing enough, I feel that there is still a big gap between that Fengchen and the Son of Huoling, kowtowing to apologize is inevitable!"
Witnessing the refining of the eight-pattern ancient road pill by the Holy Son of Huoling through Guangbi, the audience in several viewing pavilions were all stunned by the superb alchemy skills of the Holy Son of Huoling, and almost no one was optimistic about Ye Chenfeng.
Even Wang Tianhou and Mu Qinghuo slightly worried Ye Chenfeng, worried that he would be distracted by the influence of Huoling Shengzi Chengdan, and fall short at the last moment.
Just as the Son of Huoling was holding the Bawen Bodhi Ancient Dao Pill in his hand, and was looking at Ye Chenfeng ostentatiously, streams of flames were released from the Phoenix Fenzhen Furnace hovering around in the shadow of the Phoenix.
Jiaoyu snorted, and twisted her hands quickly, making a series of mysterious handprints, hitting the hot wall of Feng Fenzhen Furnace heavily.
The next moment, the Bodhi Ancient Dao Pill, which contained scorching heat, shot out of the Phoenix Burning True Furnace, releasing a soft white light, suspended in mid-air.
"Bawen, she actually refined the Bawen Ancient Dao Pill!"
Seeing that the Bodhi Gudao Pill suspended above Jiao Yuyan's head had reached the eight-pattern quality, Huoling Shengzi raised his brows, revealing an inconceivable look.
He is well aware of the difficulty of refining the eight-pattern quality of the Bodhi Ancient Dao Pill. If he hadn't consulted Yao Yan's tens of thousands of years of alchemy experience, which transformed his alchemy and opened his eyes, he would never have been able to refine the eight-pattern pill. Tattoo Gudao Dan.
"So it's really possible for him to refine the Ancient Dao Golden Pill?"
Thinking of this, the eyes of Holy Son Huoling couldn't help but drift to the stone platform beside him, Ye Chenfeng's face was slightly pale.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng who was struggling slightly, the corners of Huoling Shengzi's mouth turned up slightly, showing a sneering smile, and he was relieved.
He felt that even if Ye Chenfeng refined the Ancient Dao Golden Elixir at the last moment, it would be impossible to refine the quality of more than five lines, and the Bodhi Ancient Dao Pill is not as good as the Ancient Dao Golden Pill, but in terms of the quality of the elixir, he has the ability to beat him. , so as to achieve the final victory.
Judging from Ye Chenfeng's strenuous efforts, Ye Chenfeng will fail in the alchemy at the last moment, or he will not be able to refine the ancient Dao golden elixir within the specified time.
After Huoling Shengzi and Jiao Yuyan, many ninth-rank alchemists have also completed alchemy, but more people fell short at the last moment and failed in alchemy.