When Madam Huo saw the cold jade box, she couldn't help but exclaim: "This is a cold jade box that has been loaded with such a rare jade box. I'm afraid it won't be lower than the three drops of the Black Soul fellow Taoist, the ground milk nectar."

Feng Qing seemed to know what was contained in the jade box, and he couldn't help but persuade him: "Fellow Daoist Linghu, why are you using this thing as a bet? Why not listen to me and discuss it with fellow Daoist Black Soul, that's it.

Unexpectedly, although Linghu Zanghun felt very painful in his heart, he was very bachelor. He smiled faintly and said, "Since I proposed to start a gambling, the Black Soul fellow Taoist responded again. The gambling has been completed, so how can I go back on my word?"

After saying that, Linghu Burying Soul Hand pressed the Wanzai Han Jade Box and said to the Black Soul Ancestor: "The hidden in the box is a cave of the Three Thousand Years of Daoism. Its value should be more than your three drops of milk nectar. How about using this as a quotation?"

"Chongqing Cicada? Are there really such alien creatures in the world?" A look of disbelief flashed in Huo's eyes and said in surprise.

Chunjun Laozu said, "I have learned from ancient books that this legendary alien creature cave, the Guhan Cicada, still exists in the waters near the Juexingyang Powang Island. However, for nearly ten thousand years, I have never heard of the news that it has appeared."

Linghu Zanghun met the gaze of the ancestor Chunjun, nodded and said, "This cold citrus inner elixir was obtained more than 200 years ago. The cold citrus that had been practicing Taoism for three thousand years was only a child. With my cultivation level, I tried my best to kill it."

"But it has also attracted a grown-up cigar who has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. If I hadn't seen the opportunity and tried to escape by exhausting my life, I would have been the cigar who has been experiencing the life of the sword god, I'm afraid it would have been the cigar who has been living a long life."

With the strength of the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator, Linghu Zanghun, he actually described the terrifying nature of the thousand-year-old cold cricket, which shows how powerful this kind of alien creature is.

The Black Soul Ancestor is also a knowledgeable person. How could he not know the preciousness of the cold citrus inner pill? He immediately nodded and said, "I won't take advantage of you. I will add the bet to five drops of milk nectar, which should be equivalent to the bet you have placed."

When several great Nascent Soul cultivators heard this, they nodded to show that the Black Soul Ancestor's words were true.

Not to mention the gambling game on the Baiyu Platform, Su Yang, who was in deep thoughts at this moment, had already analyzed the thousand three hundred and nineteen-handed pills nearly a hundred times, and finally found the problem.

"I actually missed the third-handed pill technique. No wonder it is difficult to understand. Could it be that this was intentional by the ancestor Chunjun?"

Su Yang would not naively think that this pill master itself has flaws. It is a joke. With the ultimate existence of a sixth-grade Taoist alchemist like Chunjun, how could he make such a major mistake?

Based on the previous various things, Su Yang suddenly understood something and a bold guess came to his mind.

Could it be that he wanted to select three candidates who are qualified to worship the giant elephant jade carving in this way? However, he has only discovered this loophole at present, but he does not have enough clever means to pick up the regrets.

With that, even if I lack the ability in this regard, I don’t have a million-yuan soul in the Demon-Destroying Monument to ask for advice

Su Yang didn't know that he was thinking too far, because he had made up his mind to take down the quota for the Giant Elephant Jade Carving, so he was naturally unwilling to miss any opportunity that might lead him to further his goal.

When he thought about it, Su Yang, who had long been recognized by the Demon-Destroying Monument, now only needs to turn his spiritual consciousness to enter it without being noticed. When others come, Su Yang is still trapped in meditation and thinking.

Su Yang arrived in the Demon-Breaking Monument as half of the Demon-Breaking Monument. He had selected several high-level Taoist alchemists in the Demon-Breaking Monument.

What is not used to draw the memories of the "Insect King" Tu Xiaoyin Yuanhun at that time is that what Su Yang found from countless Yuanhuns was the only eighth-grade Taoist alchemist among thousands of Yuanhuns, and the Yuanhun of a mid-stage Yuanhun cultivator.

This is not something Su Yang can absorb as soon as he wants. The Yuanhun that absorbed Tu Xiaoyin was just the Yuanhun of the Golden Pill stage, and the requirements for Su Yang's own spiritual consciousness were not very high. But now Su Yang chose the Yuanhun of the middle-stage Yuanying cultivator. Even though he had been recognized by the Demon-Destroying Monument, it would not be completed in a short while.

The time of the first round of competition is passing quickly. Dai Xiaolan, a demon-level genius disciple of Qinglan Sect, refined two rounds of "Flying Xia Dan" with his "Purple Heart and Red Soul Flame" in less than two hours.

Although the first furnace failed in the elixir induction, resulting in no harvest of particles, after learning from the lessons and experience, he successfully refined the second furnace. Although the number of elixirs has not reached the twelve elixirs, there are still as many as ten. At this moment, he has begun to refine the third furnace "Flying Xia Dan". In any case, the first round is almost certain.

In addition to Fu Chenyao of the Nantian Sword Sect and Feng Linwan of the Huoyun Sect, there are five seemingly unknown Taoist alchemists.

However, this so-called "unknown" can only be regarded as few people present can recognize their true origins, but the real discerning person knows very well. All of these guys are one of the evil geniuses, and they are also the disciples of several secluded old monsters in Nanxuanzhou.

The above group of people has become the first echelon of the first round of competition.

The other two people who had entered meditation and thought before like Su Yang woke up almost without hesitation half an hour ago and quickly refined the pill.

Judging from the alchemy techniques of the two of them, even if they were refining the first furnace "Feixia Pill", in terms of speed and proficiency, they were slightly better than Dai Xiaolan, who had already started to refine the third furnace "Feixia Pill". If they were at this speed, they would probably be able to catch up without waiting for everyone in the first echelon to complete the work.

On the white jade platform, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and asked the ancestor Chunjun beside him: "Fellow Daoist Chunjun, the two boys who had previously discovered that the pills were missing have now begun to refine pills. Have they ever completed the three-hand pills that the fellow Taoist deliberately missed?"

Chun Jun Zu shook his head slightly and said, "It is not easy for these two people to analyze for one hour to determine the missing Pill Degree. It is precisely because of this that the speed of their progress will be more efficient than that of everyone, but I have read it carefully and they have not completed the missing three-hand Pill Degree."

After getting this answer, the Black Soul Ancestor's eyes moved to Linghu Zanghun with a stiff expression, and sneered: "Fellow Daoist Linghu, it seems that your cold cricket inner pill is definitely lost."

"It's not decided yet."

Linghu Zanghun glared at the Black Soul Ancestor without hesitation, and then turned his eyes to the only reference Taoist alchemist in the competition field.

Although he knew that there was almost no chance of winning this bet, he had to admit that Su Yang has now become the only hope for the Nascent Soul cultivator Linghu Zanghun, the great Nascent Soul cultivator.

The Black Soul Ancestor felt that he had already eaten Linghu's soul. He didn't rush to hear this, but he just gloated and said lightly: "If I remember correctly, the first round of trial pills is limited to three hours, and now it has been two hours."

"It's not until the last moment, it's hard to say whether the winner or lose. Isn't there a kid still comprehending?" Linghu Zhanhun took a deep breath and pressed his chest and said angrily.

On the contrary, the ancestor Chunjun said unbiasedly: "Things in the world are unpredictable. Maybe he really has some hidden skills. I can just wait and see what changes."

In the Demon-Breaking Monument, Su Yang had already fought a protracted battle with the Yuanhun of the Eighth-grade Dao Alchemist. Just when Su Yang felt that he had reached his limit, if he continued to use his spiritual sense to impact this Yuanhun, perhaps even he would be hit by a huge blow to the sea of ​​consciousness. The latter finally felt a little loose due to Su Yang's selflessness.

With this stimulation, Su Yang fought completely without hesitation. His remaining spiritual consciousness condensed into a stream and pierced into the Yuan Soul.

After all, the latter was just a wisp of self-consciousness, and was finally blasted open by Su Yang and taken down by him.

In an instant, all the life of this eighth-grade Taoist alchemist was presented in Su Yang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Sima Xingchen, an elder of the Dongzangxing Miaodan Sect, a mid-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage, died at the hands of the Demon Marquis Jin Ga, and lived for 2,316 years.

Although Sima Xingchen has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he is an absolute alchemy madman. His cultivation is probably due to his super high achievements in refining Dao Dan.

If we only talk about combat power, Sima Xingchen is even slightly inferior to some powerful late-stage Jindan monks. He is simply a model of negative combat power among Nascent Soul monks.

He was immersed in the Taoist elixir for his whole life and died at the Taoist elixir. He did not even study the magical powers and magical methods used for combat. He was definitely a "dan elixir".

After obtaining this person's Yuanhun consciousness, Su Yang couldn't help but sigh in secret why he didn't take down Sima Xingchen's Yuanhun consciousness earlier. This guy is simply a living dictionary of alchemy. All the barriers that have never been understood when refining Dao Dan in the past can obtain the most concise and intuitive answers from his consciousness.

Compared with the same theory of alchemy, based on the explanation of Su Yang's explanation from Yu Yueling's notes and Sima Xingchen's answer, it is simply a difference between a primary school student and a national academician.

What is the concept of an eighth-grade Taoist alchemist? Not to mention Nan Xuanzhou, looking at the four major states of the ancient realm, I am afraid that there will be no more advanced one than him. Even in the vast and endless cultivation realm, there are only a few Taoist alchemists who can reach the level of Sima Xingchen.
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