Chapter 70: I didn’t say my master couldn’t make pills.

Wu Feng felt bad.

He finally found Wu Yun's spirit body, but it was about to slip away from him.

Just a while ago, Yan Lan sent someone to warn him.

He was not allowed to show his hand to Fang Yu.

With a bang.

Wu Feng crushed the porcelain cup in the cup.

Although their Wu family was the largest force in Zhongzhou.

He was also the son of the Wu family.

But he could not represent the Wu family.

As the largest force in Zhongzhou, Yan Lan was the leader of the sect.

But he could represent the sect, so he could not ignore Yan Lan's words.

However, he could not move him openly.

Then he could move him secretly.

Wu Feng thought about it and decided to ask his brother for help.

Wu Yan, the number one person in Zhongzhou.

At the age of 100, he was in the middle stage of the refining void, and was praised as the one with the best chance of becoming an immortal in a thousand years.

As long as his brother can help him get rid of Fang Yu in the Wuzu Secret Realm, the Wuyun Spirit Body will be in his pocket.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng smiled.

What's so great about being able to practice? Strength is the most important thing when you are out there.

.....

The news that Fang Yu was the leader of the practice group spread all over Wudu in an instant.

It landed on the table of the leaders of the major forces.

Hehuan Sect, Happy Building.

After the first battle group competition, Yu Yao prepared for the next competition.

Suddenly a guard came to her and told her the results of the other groups.

Most of the other groups had expected it.

They also knew the information about those people.

Only the practice group had a dark horse.

Hearing the guard's report, Yu Yao was suddenly shocked.

"Fang Yu, is he the man from that day?"

Yu Yao opened her red lips slightly, revealing a charming smile on her face.

According to intelligence, Fang Yu is very likely to be a high-level alchemist.

In addition, he was invited by Yan Lan to discuss the Dao.

His title as the number one in the young Dao is completely established.

Yu Yao raised her fair arms, supporting her pretty face, with seductive eyes.

She opened her red lips slightly and said.

"Interesting."

....

In the West Desert, everyone is discussing the game.

In the game, Lin Ming was one step behind, and his opponent won the game.

As a result, he had no chance to become stronger.

This made him very upset, as he was obviously just a little short.

Lin Feng said in a calm voice.

"You should control your temper. This failure is a lesson."

Being taught by Lin Feng, Lin Ming did not dare to talk back, but just listened silently.

Suddenly he thought of something.

"That day, the man from the Southern Wasteland did not participate in the competition. I don't know what happened."

Lin Feng was just about to teach Lin Ming a lesson and told him not to pay too much attention to others.

At this time, a Western Desert cultivator rushed in.

"Brother Lin Ming, do you know that Southern Wasteland cultivator that day..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, he saw Lin Feng, and his voice instantly lowered.

Lin Feng raised his teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Go on."

The disciple continued.

"Brother Lin Ming, you don't know that the man is actually a refiner, and he participated in the refiner competition."

Hearing this, Lin Ming showed a shocked look on his face.

He actually lost to a refiner that day.

"He is a refiner, but his swordsmanship is so exquisite!"

Lin Ming exclaimed.

Lin Feng, who was standing aside, also showed a trace of surprise on his face.

He also saw the exchange between Lin Ming and the man from Nanhuang that day, but he didn't know that the other party was actually a refiner.

As if thinking of something, Lin Ming said.

"He is single-minded, so his refinement level must not be very good."

As Lin Ming said, the Western Desert cultivator opposite him hesitated.

"This..."

Lin Ming continued.

"What's wrong, go on, he must not have the chance to be a strong man."

Hearing what Lin Ming said, the Western Desert cultivator smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Lin Ming's face changed, and a look of shock flashed across his face.

"What, he actually entered the strong man?!"

Even Lin Feng's expression flashed a trace of surprise.

When he saw the Southern Desert sword cultivator use his sword that day, his strength was definitely not weak, and his refinement level was also so strong.

After all, one person cultivates two ways, and there is always a limit to human power, and it is impossible to be proficient in everything.

I didn't expect that the Southern Desert cultivator would hide so deeply.

But the Western Desert cultivator stood in front of Lin Ming, still smiling helplessly.

He sighed and said slowly.

"Brother Lin Ming, that man's name is Fang Yu. Not only did he make it to the top, he was also the leader of the alchemy group. Even Yan Lan Zong praised him and regarded him as a friend."

"What! Leader!"

Lin Ming's voice suddenly increased.

His tone was extremely shocked.

He didn't expect that he not only lost to an alchemist, but also lost to the most powerful alchemist among the younger generation.

Lin Ming couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that he lost to an alchemist, and he couldn't accept that the alchemist who defeated him was still the most powerful one.

Lin Feng's expression didn't change, but a crack suddenly appeared on the edge of the teacup in his mouth, revealing that he was not calm in his heart.

He never thought that the sword cultivator was such a powerful alchemist.

And he was also regarded as a friend by Yan Lan.

Who is Yan Lan?

Standing at the top of the entire continent, there are very few masters who are stronger than him.

For someone like this to lower himself to make friends, it can only mean that Fang Yulian is really strong.

....

On the other side, in the South China Sea.

Gu Miaoer and Xiao Linger just came back from the game, and it was obvious that they lost.

But it's normal, after all, they have only been practicing for a short time, so it's normal for them to lose.

As soon as they came back, three people came up. They were the three people who went to Zhulinju to look for Gu Miaoer.

The three of them were the guardians of Jiujue Demon Sect, and this time they came to Zhongzhou.

As soon as they came, someone came in to report the results of each group.

Except for the combat power group, the results of other groups will be announced today.

"Saintess, the refining group......... Duan Fei is the champion."

"The formation group..... Wu Hou is the champion."

As the person reported, everyone was not surprised. They had already collected information about what the young people had.

These champions were basically the same as the information they collected.

Until the refining group.

"The champion of the refining group, Fang Yu."

After speaking, Gu Miaoer nodded. She knew the strength of her master very well, and it would be unreasonable for her master not to take the champion.

However, the three guardians of the Nine Absolute Demon Sect beside him felt that it sounded familiar.

"This Fang Yu's name is so familiar... Isn't this the name of the Saint's master?"

The man said and looked at Gu Miao'er.

Then they shook their heads.

The Saint's master is a sword fairy, the number one swordsman in the Southern Wilderness, and has profound attainments in refining weapons.

How can she participate in the Pride Conference? Not to mention that the Saint's master must be over 500 years old, even if she is less than 500, why would she participate? She would not participate in the combat power group and the refining group, but come to the refining group.

Thinking about it, they thought it was just a coincidence.

But at this time, Gu Miao'er said softly.

"It's my master."

The three people's expressions were directly stiff.

One of them said stiffly.

"Saint, don't joke, didn't you say your master was a sword fairy before?"

Gu Miao'er drank a sip of tea and said lightly.

"I didn't say my master doesn't know how to practice."