Three days passed quickly. Han Debiao and Han Changming sat in the stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
Han Debiao frowned, looking worried.
"It's been three days. Why hasn't Master Baishou contacted us yet? Is he denying his mistake?"
Han Debiao frowned and said that this matter concerned the life and death of him and Liang Youshan. He had been living a miserable life these past few days and wished he could rescue Liang Youshan immediately.
"Fifth Uncle, don't be too anxious. If it doesn't work, I'll go with you in person. I can only say that I made a mistake in choosing the right person."
Han Changming was calm and composed. He had already considered various possibilities. If Master Baishou was unwilling to help, he would have to go there in person with Han Debiao.
Han Debiao sighed and nodded.
At this moment, Han Changming seemed to realize something. He took out a glowing communication disk from his arms and typed in a spell. The voice of the Beast Master suddenly rang out: "Friend Han, come over with your uncle. I have something to tell you."
"Yes, Senior Fang, I will be there right away."
Han Changming put away the communication disk, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's go! Uncle Wu."
They came to Fang Yufei's residence and met the Master of Beasts in a secluded courtyard.
Master Baishou was sitting in the stone pavilion, with a set of exquisite tea sets placed on the stone table in front of him. Fang Yufei was standing beside him, and Fang Yuruo was nowhere to be seen. He was probably refining the spiritual flame.
"Greetings, Senior Fang."
Han Changming and Han Debiao bowed with respectful expressions.
The Beast Master nodded, looked at Han Debiao, and said, "My dear Han, I have asked a few friends, but none of them are sure they can remove the restriction on you. After the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference is over, I and two friends will take you on a trip. If that beast is unwilling to remove the restriction, we will kill him."
Han Changming and Han Debiao looked at each other, bowed quickly, and said in unison: "Thank you, Senior Fang."
The True Man of a Hundred Beasts invited two Divine Transformation monks, who should be able to resolve the matter. It is not ruled out that they were killed to silence them, but the probability is very low. The True Man of a Hundred Beasts could easily find an excuse to take them away from the market, kill them directly, or just cheat, and they would be helpless.
Fists are the truth. Even if Master Baishou killed them, who would offend a Divine Transformation cultivator for two dead people
The fact that Master Baishou invited two good friends probably means that he really wants to help Han Changming and Han Debiao.
"Don't thank me yet, my dear Han. I hope you can get a good ranking in the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference. I spent a lot of money to invite you two good friends."
Master Baishou said meaningfully that no matter whether he wanted to fight with the fifth-level demon or not, since he had called the other party, he owed him a favor.
He was not arrogant enough to face a fifth-level monster alone, so it would be safer to call two good friends along. It is better to be cautious.
"Senior Fang, I will never forget your kindness."
Han Changming said seriously that if Master Baishou was not lying, it would be really difficult to mobilize two Divine Transformation cultivators.
"Go back and prepare well! I hope you and Yuruo can get a good ranking."
Master Baishou waved his hand and gave the order.
Han Changming and Han Debiao responded and turned to leave.
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In a blue attic with carved beams and painted buildings, Master Wanfa was instructing Song Qingqing about something.
"People from Wanyao Valley will also participate in alchemy this time. Qingqing, you should prepare well and strive to get a good ranking. The first place winner will get an alchemy furnace of spiritual treasure level."
Master Wanfa looked solemn.
"Yes, Grandmaster Sun."
Song Qingqing agreed, bowed and left.
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In a green-tiled courtyard full of spring, you can see a large number of exotic flowers and plants, and a group of golden butterflies are dancing among the flowers and plants, collecting nectar.
A plump and beautiful young woman in a red dress was sitting in a red stone pavilion. She had her hair combed into fairy-like buns and a red phoenix hairpin inserted in her hair.
Mu Hongxue, the elder of Wanyao Valley, is in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
A tall, handsome young man in red stood aside with a respectful look.
The young man in red wore a golden jade crown on his head, a white jade belt around his waist, white jade boots on his feet, and a jade pendant shining with white light hung around his waist. He looked like a handsome young man.
"Wu Yang, you must work hard in this Ten Thousand Spirits Conference. The first place prize is a spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace."
Mu Hongxue said with a pleasant expression.
"A spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace? Is the organizer so generous?"
Wu Yang said with some surprise.
"If not, do you think so many big forces would send people to participate? The organizers would make a lot of money just from the cost of taking the star field teleportation array, not to mention the admission fee to the auction. There is also a fee to participate in the alchemy competition. Do you think they would do a loss-making business?"
Mu Hongxue said disapprovingly that the organizers earned no less than 100 million spirit stones by holding this auction, and giving out a spirit treasure-level item as a reward was nothing at all.
"Master Mu, do you know what kind of elixir you want to refine?"
Wu Yang asked curiously, if he knew the pills to be refined in the competition, he could prepare in advance.
"I don't know. The elixirs used in each All-Spirit Conference competition are not fixed. But you don't have to worry too much. With your alchemy skills, it will be no problem for you to advance to the top five."
Mu Hongxue was full of confidence in Wu Yang. Wanyao Valley was famous in the Chiyang Star Region for its alchemy. Wu Yang was an elite disciple of Wanyao Valley and was proficient in alchemy. It was not a problem for him to squeeze into the top five.
"If there was that fourth-level spiritual flame, the first place would definitely go to this disciple."
Wu Yang said in a regretful tone that for an alchemist, a ball of fourth-order spiritual flame is an irresistible temptation and a powerful tool for alchemy.
"No matter how good the fourth-level spiritual flame is, it is still an external object. If your alchemy level is not good enough, getting the fourth-level spiritual flame is just like covering the pearl with dust. Even if you don't have the fourth-level spiritual flame, I believe you will get a good ranking."
Mu Hongxue admonished.
Wu Yang kept saying yes, he was still very confident in himself.
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Half a month passed quickly.
On this day, the streets of Wanlingfang City were a bit deserted. There were not many pedestrians, most of whom were low-level cultivators.
There is a bluestone square covering an area of ten thousand acres. There are hundreds of circular arenas over ten feet in size on the square. Tens of thousands of cultivators have gathered around the square. Today is the day of the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference. The alchemy competition will be held here, and the martial arts competition will be held in another place.
Surrounding the hundreds of circular arenas, there are hundreds of thick red jade pillars, over a hundred feet high, surrounding the circular arenas.
Han Changming stood among the crowd with a serious look.
A huge ball of red flame suddenly appeared in the sky, emitting a terrifying high temperature. A nine-foot-tall old man in a red robe walked out of the red flame.
The old man in the red robe has a ruddy complexion, a childlike face and white hair, a wisp of goatee hanging down on his chest, and kind eyes, giving people a feeling of being an immortal.
"I am Zhou Feng from Xuanyang Sect, and I am in charge of hosting the literary competition at this Ten Thousand Spirits Conference. Participants, please come to the arena and choose one each."
The red-robed old man's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the bluestone square.
Han Changming took a deep breath and leapt onto an arena. Several Nascent Soul cultivators flew onto the arena, with their cultivation ranging from the early Nascent Soul stage to the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
"This time we are refining Xuanyue Jade Liquid, which is a fourth-level elixir that has the effect of improving mana. We are not allowed to use a spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace. Each person has a portion of the materials. The refined Xuanyue Jade Liquid will be tested by multiple people, and the top ten will be selected. The top ten will receive major rewards, and the first place will be rewarded with a spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace, the Nine Yang Furnace."
Zhou Feng shook his sleeves, and a cauldron with red light constantly flowing flew out. The cauldron had three legs and two ears, and there were nine sun patterns on the surface, with amazing spiritual energy.
"A spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace?"
Han Changming's eyes were burning with excitement. This treasure could be used as a treasure to protect the clan.
A group of monks flew up from the ground, each holding a green tray with a green storage bag on it.
Han Changming and other contestants all received a green storage bag.
"Fellow Daoists, take out the things in your storage bags and use the materials inside to make pills."
Zhou Feng explained.
Han Changming picked up the storage bag, shook the bag downwards, a ray of light passed by, and a pile of things appeared on the ground.
There are more than a hundred spiritual medicines, ten of which are thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, and the others are at least seven or eight hundred years old. In addition to the spiritual medicines, there is also a large blue bowl with scales.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, didn't you say you wanted to refine the Mysterious Moon Jade Liquid? Why don't you have the spiritual water? Do you want us to pay for it ourselves?"
Wu Yang asked.
"Of course not. Once someone has checked the age, weight, and quality of your spiritual medicines and confirmed that there are no problems, I will distribute the spiritual water uniformly to ensure fairness and justice."
Zhou Feng explained.
A team of Jindan monks flew out from the crowd and landed on the stages. They worked in groups of two and checked the spiritual medicine of each contestant in public to ensure that the quality of the spiritual medicine they used would not differ too much.
Han Changming was secretly surprised. It was not easy to organize such an alchemy competition. It was not easy to come up with so many elixirs of similar quality.
The inspection was done in groups of two, with three arenas being checked with some overlap, which greatly reduced the possibility of cheating.
After the inspection, Zhou Feng took out a small gourd with a shining blue light and entered a spell. The blue gourd then lit up with a dazzling blue light, expanded rapidly in size, and spurted out a stream of spiritual water emitting pure spiritual energy.
Zhou Feng made a pinch of his fingers and the spiritual water turned into hundreds of slender water columns, falling into the large blue bowls on each arena.
"Start refining the pills now. Once you're done, submit them to the judges. They'll be judged by several Nascent Soul cultivators and the top ten will be selected. If anyone cheats during the process, they'll be disqualified immediately."
Zhou Feng ordered.
As soon as the words fell, a green light lit up in each circle, and a green light curtain appeared out of thin air, covering the arena.
At the same time, hundreds of red jade pillars glowed brightly, and a thick red light curtain emerged from thin air, covering all the arenas and forming a second protective circle to prevent anyone from casting spells to interfere with the alchemists in refining the elixirs.
Many alchemists took out their alchemy furnaces. The worst one was a mid-grade one, but there were many high-grade ones.
Han Changming also took out the Golden Flame Furnace. The Golden Flame Furnace was originally a spiritual treasure, but after being damaged, it fell to a top-grade magic weapon. It had a good bonus for alchemy, which was his advantage.
He placed a red jade slip between his eyebrows and immersed his spiritual consciousness into it.
After a while, Han Changming withdrew his spiritual consciousness and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
The Xuan Yue Jade Liquid is made with thousand-year-old Xuan Yue ginseng as the main ingredient, hundreds of spiritual medicines as auxiliary ingredients, and fourth-level spiritual water.
If it was refining other pills, Han Changming was not completely sure, but he was still very confident in refining liquid pills. He had always used spiritual water to refine pills and was quite familiar with it.
Spiritual water is naturally produced. The older it is and the higher its grade, the greater its effect. Spiritual water has a wide range of uses, such as alchemy, talisman making, weapon refining, martial arts training, etc. Unless one is an alchemist carefully trained by a powerful force, there will not be so much spiritual water for him to make alchemy. From this point of view alone, Han Changming has a certain advantage.
Besides, some alchemists don't like to add spiritual water.
Han Changming was not in a hurry to make the elixir. He looked around and saw Fang Yuruo who was next to him. She did not start making the elixir immediately. Noticing Han Changming's gaze, Fang Yuruo smiled at Han Changming and nodded.
Han Changming nodded as a response and set up a formation, making it impossible for them to communicate.
He looked around and found that only a few people had started to make pills. Apparently, the other alchemists wanted to see other people's alchemy techniques and processes to see if they could learn from them.
Han Changming withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and rested, his brain working rapidly. With only one piece of material, he dared not be careless.
Zhou Fengfei landed on a red jade pillar with an indifferent expression.
The Xuan Yue Jade Liquid is made from spiritual medicines specially developed by many fourth-level alchemists, and is refined from hundreds of spiritual medicines and fourth-level spiritual water. It is not easy to refine. Before this, the alchemy competitions in the Ten Thousand Spirits Conference were all about refining granular medicines. This time it has become a liquid medicine, which has increased the difficulty somewhat.
The cultivators looked at Han Changming and other alchemists, talking non-stop and expressing their own opinions.
"If you ask me, this time it must be Brother Zhou from Wanyao Valley who won the first place. He was born in Wanyao Valley, and Wanyao Valley is famous in the Chiyang Star Region for its alchemy skills."
"That may not be the case. Last time at the All-Spirits Conference, disciples from the Myriad Medicine Valley also participated in the alchemy competition, but they did not take first place."
"Exactly. If you ask me, this time it is Brother Sun from Kaiyang Star who won first place. His master is a fifth-rank alchemist."
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Many cultivators expressed their favorite alchemists, as it is not always possible to see so many alchemists competing on the same stage.
Ye Xin and Ye Xue were mixed in the crowd, staring at Han Changming closely.
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A golden and stone square covering an area of one thousand acres gathered thousands of monks. A huge red tower hundreds of feet high sat in the center of the square. The tower had eighteen floors, and the conditions on the first nine floors could be clearly seen.
There were two large silver characters "Phantom" engraved on the tower, and spiritual light was flickering continuously.
There are monks fighting each other on every floor. Various magic weapons and secret techniques collide with each other, bursting out with colorful spiritual light.
This is a martial arts competition. Participants need to pass levels. Various demons and monsters will appear to attack the challengers. The first level will produce a fourth-level demon beast, and the tenth level will produce a fifth-level demon beast.
On the third level, Han Debiao swung the Bagua Burning Heaven Axe, releasing a large and dense red axe blade, which successively chopped down a giant red python and a giant white scorpion.
The red giant python and the white giant scorpion had scars all over their bodies. After being hit by hundreds of red axe blades, they each let out a shrill hissing sound and turned into points of light before disappearing.
Han Debiao was panting and his face was slightly pale. He felt a blur in front of his eyes and suddenly appeared in a spacious and bright hall. The floor was paved with some kind of red stone bricks, and there were three ferocious monster patterns carved on the stone wall.
roar!
Accompanied by a deafening roar of beasts, the stone wall suddenly lit up, and a giant green eagle, a giant silver tiger and a giant golden python emerged from the stone wall and pounced on Han Debiao.
Han Debiao hurriedly swung the Bagua Burning Heaven Axe, releasing hundreds of red axe blades, and rushed forward.
There was a loud rumbling sound, waves of air rolled, and all kinds of spells flashed.