In the magnificent imperial palace hall, two hot flames kept rising. As the boundless heat waves spread by these two flames rose, most of the low-powered officials retreated to both sides of the hall.

On the high position of the hall, the national teacher Hei Fan stood in front of the new small country with a magnificent momentum, releasing all his might, strictly protecting the small country.

Around the hall, some powerful martial arts generals were circulating their internal energy in their bodies to compete with the two flames. Those with a little low strength could feel the momentum that burned everything and retreated a little unnaturally.

In the center of the hall, Mo Ran and Yao Lin concentrated their minds to control the fire and used their full strength. Due to the trend of their internal energy, two large tripods of different shapes and colors were burning.

As time passed, as the flames rose, two pleasant fragrances of medicine spread out. The purple and red flames shone in a ray of light that soared into the sky without hesitation, illuminating the entire hall with great clarity.

At this time, even if everyone present did not understand the way of alchemy, they could easily see that these two people had reached the last moment of refining. As an alchemist, they were most afraid of being disturbed at this time. So, the people in the hall looked quietly, and even their breathing was controlled by them.

In the hall, the national master Hei Fan and others looked increasingly ugly. When Mo Ran returned, they had already made a reasonable analysis of his strength. The fourth-level alchemist several years ago made a great name in the empire. Although Mo Ran did not have any high-profile behavior, all the young monks in the empire took Mo Ran as an example and practiced hard. It can be said that Mo Ran has become an idol of most people in the imperial capital.

In order to break the myth of Mo Ran and regain the hearts of the people, the national teacher Hei Fan came up with such a plan to defeat the myth in the hearts of young people in the imperial capital through the powerful alchemy power of the Medicine Forest.

Yaolin had the strength of a level five alchemist a long time ago, but because of that unknown history, it suffered great trauma and has only returned to its peak form in recent years. According to their vision, with the strength of a level five alchemist and the help of the ghost cauldron, it would not be too difficult to defeat Mo Ran in the alchemy process. However, Mo Ran's return this time was once again beyond their expectations.

A purple cloud spun rapidly above Mo Ran's bronze tripod, and in just a moment it turned into a huge vortex. Master Hei Fan, who had a certain understanding of alchemy, naturally understood that this was the strength of a level six alchemist. The alchemy Qi Condensed Cloud, Xiang Zheng, a alchemist, truly entered the realm of the heaven. In this way, their plans were completely disrupted.

Without the help of the Ultra Medicine Cauldron, Mo Ran could reach such a state. If you look at his own strength alone, you would be better than the Medicine Lin. Could this Mo Ran be really a genius from heaven? In just a few years, he reached a point that countless people could not reach in their ultimate life?

In horror, the national teacher's pupils suddenly closed. This plan was thought out with his heart. Mo Ran must be defeated in front of everyone, and there is no way to lose it. While staring, the national teacher Hei Fan's hand behind his back pinched a hand gesture, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly. Suddenly, a hidden airflow shot out from his fingertips and quietly penetrated into Yaolin's body.

Suddenly, a clear stream shot towards him, and Yao Lin's eyes burst into light. He knew that this was a secret code set between him and the national master to deal with sudden events. At this time, the strength of the alchemy cultivator shown by Mo Ran was no longer within his control range, and he had to do something, and that clear stream was the code word and arm help given to him by the national master.

As the clear flowed into the body, the extremely consumed internal energy of the medicine forest filled up again. While gritting its teeth, the former glanced at Mo Ran, who was concentrating on refining the pills. Suddenly, he heard a loud shout, then he withdrew his palms and slapped the ghost cauldron.

"Buzz"

The buzzing sound from the cauldron wall suddenly resounded. The next moment, the ghost cauldron rotated rapidly and turned towards Mo Ran.

"Hmm?" A sudden change arose. Mo Ran frowned and looked at it. Seeing this, the former smiled disdainfully and said to himself: "Follow me this. I'll play with you."

Thinking of this, Mo Ran suddenly placed his palms on both sides of the medicine cauldron, pulled back with one hand and pushed forward with the other hand. With such a gentle rub, the medicine cauldron immediately rotated. Because the speed was too fast, the medicine cauldron left the ground in a blink of an eye and turned around Mo Ran.

The ghost cauldron shot out and attacked Moran's medicine cauldron. However, it did not hit the medicine cauldron as expected, but shot towards the direction of the gate.

When Yao Lin saw it, he was not confused at all. He grabbed the ghost cauldron in the air. He actually pulled the ghost cauldron back. Then, Yao Lin controlled the ghost cauldron from the air and kept chasing Mo Ran's medicine cauldron from the air, trying to smash it.

Mo Ran would not let him do what he wanted. His white palm danced gracefully, as gentle as Tai Chi, without any domineering aura. However, it was this seemingly ordinary waving that the two purple fire dragons always left, keeping him in the medicine cauldron, flying back and forth outside his body.

In the field, two medicine cauldrons were under the control of two powerful alchemy cultivators, and they started a chase battle like elves. By then, the blazing flame aura of fire in the entire hall would appear even stronger.

Driven by two momentum, two evil clouds on the top of the hall, one purple and one black, also converged to one another, and the bright lights and the fire-lit imperial palace suddenly became dim. People saw the situation on the field more and more clearly, and in the end, they could only hear the gust of wind blowing from the slanting sweeping of the medicine cauldron with their ears.

"boom"

I don’t know how long it took, the shocking atmosphere in the venue was broken by a bell. The banging sound was like thunder coming to the world, hitting the minds of everyone present.

“Ah~”

Following the roaring explosion, the entire hall was in extremely dim smoke. But before people could come back to their senses, several tragic wails suddenly came from the venue.

"Puff, puff"

**The sound of being broken was like a ghostly wind whistling, leaving behind a tragic and terrifying sound. Some people who didn't know what had happened suddenly felt a warm liquid on their faces, bodies, and hands. They reached out to touch them, put them on the tip of their noses and smelled them, and suddenly smelled a bloody smell.

"It's blood."

I don’t know who couldn’t stand this strange scene and exclaimed, and suddenly the hall became chaotic. When the smoke of gunpowder dissipated and the lights regained the light power in the hall, people saw that more than a dozen corpses were lying across the blue brick floor of the hall.

On the corpses, there are metal fragments of large and small being inserted in different parts.

Now everyone was shocked. They were originally planning to watch a good fight show, but this roar brought them a painful and frightened abyss of hell.

He looked back in horror, and at the same time he turned to the middle of the hall. There was only one medicine cauldron left, one with a dark medicine cauldron with a fire snake flowing around the periphery: the ghost cauldron. Don't think that the culprit who killed more than a dozen people must be Mo Ran's medicine cauldron.

"Haha~" A crazy laugh came from the mouth of the old man Yaolin from behind the tripod, filled with incomparable pleasure.

"Moran, you lost."

While everyone was still frightened, the hoarse voice of Yaolin spread. He saw a slap of his palm. When all the fires in the cauldron were collected, a blue light rose into the sky.

"Level 5 pills."

Countless screams of exclamations rang out one after another, and then everyone realized that the Medicine Forest had refined a level five-level pill with a shiny green color all over the body.

In fact, Yaolin already has the ability of a level five pill master, and it is no problem to refine these level five pills. However, when he wanted to use the Ghost Cauldron to re-level the elixir, he wasted a lot of fire because he wanted to destroy Moran's medicine cauldron. So he planned to upgrade this level five pill to a level six pill through the Ghost Cauldron to waste the efficacy of the Ghost Cauldron, and only maintain the medicinal power to the level five level. However, Yaolin is now very satisfied. For nothing else, he knew that Moran now has no medicine cauldron, and if there is no medicine cauldron before the elixir is completed, the pill will never be able to be successfully refined. So Yaolin knows very clearly that he won this battle.

Holding the blue pill in his hand, Yao Lin's face was filled with pride. He looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his back with a bright look. The old man who had extreme resentment towards Mo Ran smiled. Although he had a happy smile, this time, he looked as ugly as a ghost against his hideous face.

In the hall, the national teacher, Lian Ao and others nodded with satisfaction, and were also very excited. They also felt extremely happy to pull the myth from the high heaven this time.

As for Mo Xian, Li Zhongtian, Mo Xiong and others, there was a strong sense of pleasure in their eyes. Since Mo Ran returned last time and suppressed them with strength, these people have never found a good opportunity to watch Mo Ran's jokes, and even took revenge. At this time, Yao Lin was able to defeat Mo Ran, so he helped them get angry. Of course, while they were happy, they seemed to have forgotten who was the Mo family, and whether they were the Mo family.

"Oh? I think it's you who defeated."

Everyone was happy. Suddenly, Mo Ran's cold voice interrupted their smiles and walked out of the smoke of gunpowder. Mo Ran flipped with one hand and saw a wisp of purple fire rising. In the purple fire, a blue round pill floated quietly in the flames. The next moment, a refreshing fragrance of medicine suddenly filled the entire hall, and even the fifth-level pill in Yaolin's hand could not dissipate and emit a slight fragrance of medicine.

As soon as this level 6 pill appeared, a blue light suddenly soared into the sky, as if it was about to pass through the glorious golden wall roof and penetrate into the sky, as if it was arrogant.
Chapter completed!