Chapter 392 The game begins
Long Yuyao gritted her teeth. She couldn't send him the elixir at this time, so she could only continue to practice it.
She knew that she would lose this round, and she could only pray that the Fentian Ancestor suddenly made a mistake, causing the alchemy to fail.
As Long Yuyao began to refine elixirs, the remaining alchemists with even fewer elixirs could only grimace and continue to refine them.
The time to collect the elixir is too short. Without killing people to seize the treasure, most alchemists cannot get together a single elixir.
Especially the hard-working alchemist who gave all his elixirs to a genius with the same surname. He only had junk elixirs that were obviously unused, and they were in single digits.
What can I practice?
With grimaces on their faces, they could only throw the single-digit elixirs on the table into the alchemy furnace, preparing to smash the jars.
In fact, just throwing a few miscellaneous elixirs into an alchemy furnace can turn into elixirs. However, such blindly refined elixirs have no medicinal effect and may even be poisonous.
For them, it's okay to become a pill, but don't even think about passing the score.
At this time, everyone was already making elixirs, but Long Xuan stood out from the crowd, sitting there with his eyes closed and meditating. He was out of tune with the people around him, and also attracted the attention of all the judges.
All the judges frowned slightly at this time.
"The number of elixirs he has is far less than that of Feng Jiu and Qin Dan. He will definitely lose this round."
"I hope he doesn't fall asleep. There is only one day left to refine the alchemy. If it goes over time, he will get zero points." Feng Tiancheng sneered.
"There is still one day left for alchemy. You may have remembered it wrong. They came out in advance. To be precise, everyone has three and a half days to refine alchemy."
"It's still early, let him sleep for a while, he may be tired." Long Xiaoyao thought that Long Xuan needed time to transmit the message before, so he sarcastically said.
"Hmph! So what if we give him three more days? If we give him three days, he can increase the number of elixirs. I want to see how big a wave he can make."
Feng Tiancheng showed disdain, looked at Long Xiaoyao and said, "Since you are so confident in him, how about we have another bet?"
"It's just a bet on five top-grade Gu insects. It's still the same old rule. Whichever alchemist has the highest score will be the winner."
Feng Tiancheng felt that he was sure to win this game, so he immediately proposed a bet. People who lose in gambling often want to get their money back. The more they lose, the more they want to gamble. At this time, he wanted to get back the five top-quality Gu worms that he had lost before. .
However, thinking that Long Xiaoyao could not agree to this losing bet, he immediately said:
"You should understand that if something unexpected happens in the medicine world, it can take three days or one day to refine the alchemy. It's all right. I have the final right to explain."
"I don't think most of the judges are willing to wait three days. If you agree to this bet, then I will reluctantly agree to increase the alchemy time to three days."
Long Xiaoyao glared at him. Which of his eyes could see that he was confident in this round? The Long family is clearly losing this round.
Is he really good at picking opportunities and proposing bets when he is sure to win? Do you really think he is stupid to accept such a bet?
But thinking of what Long Xuan had said in his ear before, he hesitated for a moment.
Although Long Xuan's chances of winning were extremely low, the outcome of this alchemy competition was too important to the Long family, and even related to the life and death of the entire clan.
Even if the chance of winning is less than one in ten thousand, he still wants to fight for it at all costs. What if a miracle happens?
No matter what, those five top-grade Gu worms are not his own anyway, they were earned by himself. Even if he loses, he can just return them at most, and he won't lose anything.
With this mentality, Long Xiaoyao immediately decided to gamble. He turned his head to look at Feng Tiancheng and sneered:
"You still want to bet with me? You lost to me five natal Gu worms before. Are you sure you still have five natal Gu worms? Don't give me nothing."
Seeing Long Xiaoyao taking the bait, Feng Tiancheng was secretly happy and immediately said: "As the chief alchemist of a country, am I short of money? Isn't it easy to refine more than ten natal Gu insects?"
"Don't blame me, you must have more than ten top-quality Gu insects on your body. You and I are equally famous, how can my collection be worse than yours?"
Long Xiaoyao teased: "Of course I know your net worth, but no matter how wealthy you are, if you lose ten life Gu insects, you will become a waste, right?"
"I heard that you have many enemies. You will become useless by then, so be careful when walking at night."
"I won't bother you anymore. Do you really think I can lose this game? I want to get my money back." Feng Tiancheng clenched his fists.
Thinking of the five natal Gu worms he had lost before, he felt heartache.
In the Tianfeng Empire, the Phoenix Emperor was apparently the strongest, but the Phoenix Emperor was old and his lifespan was running out. His energy and blood had long been exhausted, and his fighting power had long since been reduced to ten percent.
Therefore, he was actually the strongest person in the Tianfeng Empire. However, he had lost five natal Gu insects in a bet with Long Xiaoyao, which resulted in a significant drop in combat effectiveness.
Unfortunately, the four evil men attacked at this time. With his strength severely damaged, how could he be the opponent of the leader of the four evils?
This resulted in the old man from Montenegro being unchecked and injuring Queen Feng. The strong Feng family could no longer withstand the attack of the four evils. In the end, he was killed and defeated, leaving all the Gu kings behind, and the four of them escaped laughing.
Otherwise, in his heyday, how could the four villains escape so easily.
Thinking of this, Feng Tiancheng became so angry that his intestines turned green with regret. He secretly lamented that gambling harmed people and caused harm to people and the country. This time he returned to his roots and would never gamble again.
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At this time, in Long Xuan's spiritual world.
He looked at the paper created by illusion in his hand, not knowing how to start.
He didn't have many materials in his hand. Even if he was asked to create his own recipe, he felt that he had no idea where to start due to the limitation of materials.
Even if he created a new recipe, what would happen? Would the elixir made by the new recipe be more valuable than those two people?
Long Xuan was not very confident, and had no confidence at all.
The degree of the elixir's efficacy must be related to the materials. If the materials were ordinary, it would be impossible to make an elixir that was against the sky.
He had a bunch of recipes that could bring about strange phenomena, but which recipe had the main material of more than ten grades?
The elixir that could bring about thunder tribulation used the fruit of the only sacred tree in the world as its material.
With the spiritual medicines he had collected, it was impossible to create an elixir recipe that was against the sky. This was something that was worth affirming.
The problem now was here. Because of the large number of spiritual medicines in the hands of the Burning Heaven Patriarch and Qin Dan, the overall quality of the materials selected when refining the elixir would definitely surpass him by a lot.
The difference in material quality is too big, and it is difficult to make up for it with the pill formula.
Long Xuan frowned and thought hard for a long time. Just when he was about to worry about his hair turning white, his brain suddenly opened up and he came up with a brilliant idea.
The reason why he is in a disadvantage now is that the quality of the materials is quite different from that of his opponents.
What if he can make up for the difference in material quality? What if he can even make the quality of his pill materials far exceed that of his competitors?
Long Xuan's eyes lit up at this time. He suddenly thought of who stipulated that he must use spiritual medicine to make pills? Can he make pills without spiritual medicine?
What if he uses pills to make pills?
This idea is really good and creative.
The quality of the pill must surpass the spiritual medicine. If the pill can really be used as a material for making pills, then due to the influence of innate factors, the quality of the pills refined will most likely be extremely high, and it is not impossible to surpass the old ancestor of Burning Heaven.
His idea at this time is to first refine the spiritual medicine in his hand into various types of spiritual pills, and then use these spiritual pills as materials to refine another kind of spiritual pill.
He called this alchemy technique at least the alchemy technique.
The technique of using elixir to make elixir is absolutely unprecedented in this world, and no alchemist has ever thought of it. He is the first in history.
If this method can really be realized, and the elixir is successfully made outside, it will surely shock all the judges and amaze all the onlookers.
This method will also make a sensation in the world, and will form a new alchemy school. The recipes of elixir made of elixir will also be studied by all the genius alchemists.
Such a famous thing made Long Xuan breathe a little fast, and he secretly sighed how he was so smart that he could think of such a wonderful alchemy method.
Long Xuan clapped his hands excitedly and took action immediately...
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At this time, outside, in a mountain forest.
"Puff!"
The old ghost Zang Mo held a huge rock, spitting blood wildly, his eyes full of horror.
"Damn it! How can this Burning Heaven Patriarch be so strong! The four of us joined forces, but we were no match for this man! Is this the fighting power of the tenth demon on the wanted list?"
The old ghost Zangmo's face was ashen.
Just now, the four of them killed 100,000 imperial guards and came and went freely in the Tianfeng City where there were many strong men, shocking all the onlookers. How high-spirited they were at that time.
But they didn't expect that the four of them would be beaten by Burning Heaven Patriarch alone not long after they escaped.
In the battle just now, two of the four evil men died and two were injured. The Black Mountain Old Man and the White-faced Scholar died on the spot. Only he and the Jade-faced Rakshasa escaped by chance.
But at this time, the two of them were already seriously injured. He himself had one arm burned by the sky fire, and most of the poisonous insects were burned to death. At this time, his fighting power had dropped to freezing point.
"Damn it! There is always someone stronger than the strong. A strong man like Fentian Patriarch can only be ranked tenth on the wanted list of the Gu world. What kind of people are ranked in the top nine?"
"What kind of people are the ten supreme beings in the previous life of the righteous path? Compared with this group of real strong people, I am just a frog in the well. He was too arrogant and ignorant before."
The old ghost Zangmo showed a solemn look on his face. He looked back worriedly. When he saw that Fentian Patriarch did not chase him, he gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and ran forward again.
Fentian Patriarch obviously did not believe that the enlightenment tea tree had been accidentally burned. If he could not find the enlightenment tea tree, he would not stop until he killed the two of them. (End of this chapter)