The ancient texts on Alchemy are the traces left by the ancestors of Alchemy in ancient times, and contain their understanding and perception of Alchemy.
Every word contains power, but only after fully understanding this ancient word can the power be exerted.
By chance, Zhang Wenxuan obtained a fragment left by an ancient alchemy ancestor. Although there were no records of ancient elixir recipes or alchemy techniques, Zhang Wenxuan had already benefited from the words in this fragment. Very shallow.
At this moment, Fang Lin also condensed the ancient text on alchemy. Although it only had ten words, it was more profound and astonishing than the eighteen words he had.
The ten ancient flame characters, with an indescribable and thrilling aura, came straight towards Zhang Wenxuan.
I saw Zhang Wenxuan's eighteen ancient flame characters immediately collapsed, as if ice and snow had encountered a raging fire and completely melted.
"No!" Zhang Wenxuan exclaimed, but then he saw the ten ancient flame characters coming, and they were about to land on his alchemy furnace.
At this moment, Zhang Wenxuan couldn't care about anything else. If this pot of pills was destroyed, he would be completely destroyed.
At that moment, Zhang Wenxuan did not hesitate at all, and actually threw himself forward with his body to block the ten ancient flame characters.
"Not good!" Chen Yongnian secretly thought. Fang Lin's ten ancient flame characters are extremely powerful. If Zhang Wenxuan pounces on them, he will definitely be severely damaged.
But at this time, Zhang Wenxuan was already crazy. He completely forgot about the danger and only thought about saving his pot of pills.
Just when everyone thought Zhang Wenxuan was about to encounter something unexpected, Fang Lin suddenly stopped his hand, and the ten ancient flame characters instantly dissipated.
"Hey, it's just alchemy, why are you working so hard?" Fang Lin's voice sounded, with a bit of ridicule.
Zhang Wenxuan's face turned green and white. He knew that Fang Lin had deliberately stopped. Although he escaped, Zhang Wenxuan didn't feel good. Instead, he felt humiliated.
Everyone present also had strange expressions, especially King Bingjian and the other five people, who looked at Fang Lin in confusion.
"This child is so lucky!" King Bingjian said, but his brows were furrowed.
"The outcome of this competition is hard to say." The middle-aged man from Tianjian Mountain said, his voice still calm and his expression still indifferent.
Neither Gongsun Cheng nor the middle-aged woman spoke. Instead, Meng Luohua looked at Fang Lin with a smile and admiration.
"Sure enough, I didn't disappoint my sister. If you win, I can kiss you." Meng Luohua said very boldly, causing everyone present to look at her sideways. Many young alchemists were extremely envious of Fang Lin. A kiss from such a beautiful woman will probably make you laugh out of your dreams.
Fang Lin immediately showed a nymphomaniac expression: "Where are you kissing?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Mo Ziming wanted to rush up and give Fang Lin a try. Can you make some alchemy? I still have time to think about these messy things, isn’t it a shame
Meng Luohua giggled, and the plumpness in her chest trembled with her laughter: "As long as you win, you can kiss me anywhere."
These words made many men present feel a little restless. Meng Luohua's charming appearance coupled with the tone of her words were simply uncontrollable.
Fang Lin's face was reddish and a little shy: "It's better not to give it up, I don't have much determination."
Zhang Wenxuan stood there extremely embarrassed, almost going crazy.
What the hell? You haven't won yet! Can you respect me
"Fang Lin! I admit that you are very strong, but I will definitely win this competition!" Zhang Wenxuan roared.
Fang Lin looked at him calmly: "I'm sorry, you can't win."
Zhang Wenxuan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.
Zhang Wenxuan took out a dagger and cut a wound on his forehead. Blood immediately flowed down Zhang Wenxuan's forehead.
"What are you doing? You don't have to be so angry and hurt yourself if you can't win, right?" Fang Lin said in surprise.
Everyone present also changed their expressions. Zhang Wenxuan’s behavior was too weird. He was just making elixirs, so why did he harm himself
Only Qi Sanxuan understood what was going on, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"With this move, Fang Lin won't be able to cause any trouble no matter what." Qi Sanxuan said secretly in his heart.
Zhang Wenxuan had a wound on his forehead, his head and face were covered with blood, and he looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.
The next moment, Zhang Wenxuan stained his hands with his own blood, and then wrote a few words in blood on the alchemy furnace.
Seeing this, Fang Lin frowned slightly. He was a little surprised that Zhang Wenxuan actually knew how to refine soul blood pills.
The art of soul-blood alchemy has existed since ancient times, and it was once extremely prosperous. It once made many alchemists at that time obsessed and crazy.
But soon, some alchemists at that time discovered that although the soul blood alchemy method could greatly improve the quality of the elixir, it would cause great damage to the alchemist himself.
The cost of this alchemy technique is to consume the alchemist's blood and soul and incorporate them into the elixir.
You may not be able to see anything after using it once or twice, but if you use it too many times, your energy and blood will soon be exhausted, your soul will be weak, and your lifespan will be greatly reduced.
Moreover, although most of the elixirs refined in this way are very effective, some side effects have gradually appeared.
As a result, the once-popular soul blood alchemy method was resisted and gradually disappeared, and the alchemy path returned to the right path.
The era of Fang Lin's previous life was the last period of time when the soul blood alchemy method existed, and Fang Lin had also seen this kind of alchemy method.
In Fang Lin's view, this alchemy method is nonsense and has no value. He is extremely disdainful and disgusted with it in his heart.
As for Zhang Wenxuan, what he was performing at this moment was the extremely ancient art of soul-blood alchemy. However, it was obvious that he had not learned it completely. He only knew the blood method, but not the soul method.
But even so, the method of refining elixirs at the expense of the alchemist's essence and blood is still very disadvantageous, and without the soul method to perfect it, the elixirs refined by the blood method alone are prone to side effects.
"This seems to be an extremely ancient alchemy method. I once saw it in an ancient book, but the ancient book didn't explain it very clearly. It seems that this method is too old and is a taboo method." Chen Yongnian frowned. said.
Chen Yongnian had a ferocious face and used his own essence and blood to write seven characters on the alchemy furnace. To be precise, they were seven strange marks. Only those who knew the soul blood alchemy method could understand the meaning of these seven characters.
"Fang Lin, you can't beat me! I, Zhang Wenxuan, am the number one genius of the Xuan Kingdom Dan Alliance! You are just an ant from the Three Kingdoms, and you have no qualifications to stand side by side with me!" Zhang Wenxuan laughed ferociously, as if he was crazy.