When Ye Feiran's sixth-grade spiritual power pill was successfully refined, the time had just arrived. After a burst of gongs, Master Feng Pavilion also announced, "It's time!" This time, he looked decidedly happier than ever. A sixth-grade alchemist, Alchemist Ye turned out to be a sixth-grade alchemist. In the past, even if a fifth-grade alchemist or above came to the Nightless City, their Baicao Pavilion begged their grandfather and grandma to persuade them to refine sixth-grade and other elixirs. . Although Alchemist Ye has not expressed her position yet, he can see that she is interested in Baicao Pavilion, and if the price is fair, she is willing to sell the pill to Baicao Pavilion. So, can he be unhappy? The great elder of the Medicine Sect was also very excited. In his opinion, even if Ye Feiran was Xia Lingqing's direct disciple, it would not affect her joining the Medicine Sect! The Master of Feng Pavilion and the Great Elder of Medicine Sect were happy and excited, while the cultivators and alchemists around were shocked. It is already shocking that a peak Mahayana monk with such a young bone age is actually a sixth-grade alchemist. How does Master Ye do this without delaying both his cultivation and alchemy? She is definitely the most favored among the favored ones! "It would be great if Master Ye was from the city that never sleeps!" "You are overthinking. Such a proud man usually has the support of powerful forces." "Alchemist Ye...could she be from the Canglan Ye family?" "She is from the Canglan Ye family, the young generation with the most evil talents!" "No matter which family she is from, I just want to know if she will cooperate with Baicao Pavilion?" "Yes, yes, it's a sixth-grade elixir. I want to buy a few of them." biqubao.com "By the way, do you think the quality of the elixirs she refines in this round of competition will be of the highest quality?" Regarding this, not only they were curious, but the Master of Feng Pavilion and the Great Elder of Medicine Sect were also curious. At the same time, Pavilion Master Feng had already noticed the Great Elder of the Medicine Sect and invited him on the spot, "Great Elder of the Medicine Sect, Feng wants to invite you to be the judge of this round of competition?" The great elder of the Medicine Sect stroked his beard, "Haha... of course, it's my honor!" Not to mention that he was interested in the quality of the elixir refined by Ye Feiran, Master Feng Pavilion still had to give him face. After all, sometimes the herbs that the Medicine Sect lacked might require Baicao Pavilion. After the great elder of the Medicine Sect stepped onto the stage, he also started judging from the No. 1 Dan Furnace. Anyway, I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but Yu Liuxia and Ye Feiran’s alchemy furnaces were number nine and ten respectively. Naturally, the great elder of the Medicine Sect knew something about these alchemists, so they would add their last names when announcing the results. "Alchemy Master No. 1, Alchemy Furnace Ran, a fourth-grade blood and energy pill, of low quality, with a quantity of three." "No. 2 Dan Furnace Master Fang, fourth-grade Blood Qi Pill, medium quality, three pills in quantity." "Number three Dan Furnace Master Nie, fourth-grade blood energy pill, top quality, quantity of three pills, fifth-grade healing pill, top quality, quantity of three pills." Hearing the words Alchemist Nie, Ye Feiran turned around and looked at him. Could this person be from the Wu clan? If so, someone from the Wu Clan must have come to the City that Never Sleeps, so is that hateful look Nie Liuli? After thinking about it, it seemed that only Nie Liuli hated her to the core! But isn't Nie Liuli awakening the blood of Xuanyin? Thinking of this, Ye Feiran wanted to send a message to Nie Yingluo, but now he seemed to be too eye-catching in the ring. So, she directly sent a message to Ye Murin, "Lord Emperor, does the Wu Clan have a fifth-grade alchemist? Has Nie Liuli also come to the City that Never Sleeps?" "Ran'er, wait a minute, I'll ask Murong Lingji to investigate. In addition, Ran'er doesn't have to hide his clumsiness in the city that never sleeps." Ye Murin immediately sent a message back. Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared in her eyes. In fact, she did not intend to hide her weakness in alchemy. Although there are advantages and disadvantages to this, it is obvious that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. On the one hand, she can establish her position in Senluo Continent, and on the other hand, it is also a good thing for the Canglan Ye family. When Murong Lingji heard Ye Murin's instructions, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did Nie Liuli also come here for the Tower of Time?" Ye Murin frowned, "You'll know if you ask City Master Feng." Murong Lingji nodded, but before leaving, he couldn't help but express his suspicions. "If Nie Liuli came here for the Tower of Time, it seems that her awakening of the blood of Xuanyin is not going well! Moreover, Ran Qinglan must have told her about the Tower of Time, so they were both probably in the City that Never Sleeps. " Ye Murin pondered for a while, "It would be good if the Tower of Time really appears. Ran'er's foundation can be more solid, and she wants Fengyun and the other three teams to ascend to the fairy world together." Murong Lingji nodded in agreement, "It's indeed good. There is strength in numbers. What's more, they are all talented and they are a team. There are always people who value talents in the fairy world." The next moment he thought of Ye Han, he felt even better. Ye Han's ascension alone is naturally inferior to that of Ye Feiran, Ye Feixuan and the others. If the Tower of Time really appeared, even if Ye Han's current cultivation level was only at the peak of integration, he could ask Lord Feng to make an exception and let her enter the City that Never Sleeps. Thinking of this, he quickly asked, "Emperor, will the Tower of Time really appear?" Ye Mulin was naturally not sure, "Si Xuan sent a message saying that the Tower of Time may appear in the City that Never Sleeps." "Maybe?" Murong Lingji frowned, "Now that Si Xuan is also in the City that Never Sleeps, and the Emperor and Empress are here, is this certain?" Ye Mulin raised his eyebrows, "You can ask Si Xuan." Murong Lingji: "..." It's all about him, he doesn't believe it. Ye Mulin doesn't want to get a definite answer in his heart. So, he coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... I'll go find Lord Feng to find out about the Wu clan and Ran Qinglan. You go ask Si Xuan." Ye Murin looked at Murong Lingji silently and said nothing. Murong Lingji was speechless for a while, "Okay, okay, who made you the boss? I'll go." On stage seven. The great elder of the Medicine Sect also looked at Master Nie. Master Nie smiled politely and then began to look at his nose, nose and heart. "Feng Dan Master No. 4 Dan Furnace, fourth-grade blood energy pills, top quality, quantity four pills, fifth-grade healing pills, top quality, quantity four pills." "Alchemy Master Situ No. 5, Dan Furnace, fourth-grade blood energy pill, low-grade quality, four pills in quantity." "Alchemy Master Jiang No. 6, Dan Furnace, fourth-grade blood energy pill, top quality, four pills in quantity." "Alchemy Master No. 7 Dan Furnace Yun, fourth-grade blood energy pill, top quality, four pills in quantity." "Alchemy Master Chen, No. 8 Dan Furnace, fourth-grade Blood Qi Pill, top quality, four pills in quantity." As soon as the results were announced, Jiang Yaoqiu, Chen Bingyuan and Yun Chen couldn't help but glance at each other, and then the three parties smiled politely. It was finally the turn of Yu Liuxia and Ye Feiran. Not only were the practitioners in the audience nervous, but Pavilion Master Feng was also nervous.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
