Chapter 959: Pill Success

Ye Chunyang did not expect that a low-level fire-control technique he had inadvertently performed would cause such a big disturbance among the pill-forming monks.

It didn't matter that he was refining the medicine casually, but many monks present had their eyes widened. Even the two assessment hosts, Han Wuji and Master Gu Feng, looked shocked.

"This person's fire control skills are so perfect! His almost smooth control, his smelting without any hindrance, he has achieved a profound attainment in alchemy!" Han Wuji's expression condensed slightly, and he took a breath of cold air.

Master Gu Feng also looked shocked when he saw this scene, and said: "This man is indeed an alchemy wizard who is rare to see in a thousand years. Now it depends on the quality of the elixir he produces. If the elixir he produces is of high quality, , he will always have a quota for this Xuanhuang Mountain experience.”

"It doesn't matter if the quality of the elixir produced does not meet the assessment requirements. Master will pay special attention to a person who has practiced the art of fire control to such an extent, even if he is not given a place to practice!" Han Wuji said.

Master Gufeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded with a smile.

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of some assessment alchemists, whose expressions were extremely ugly. Their hateful eyes fell on Ye Chunyang unconsciously. Even the old man who always had a cold face couldn't help but frown, but this person only looked at He glanced at it and took it back, lowering his head and refining his own elixir indifferently.

"Brother Chen, I didn't expect this person to have such advanced skills. Even Senior Brother Han and Senior Brother Gu Feng praised him highly. Is it true that he will take away the quota for this training?" The eagle-eyed and hook-nosed man said. When the man saw this scene, he couldn't calm down in his heart. He glanced at Ye Chunyang's pill furnace and said gloomily to the young man in brocade clothes beside him.

Hearing this, the young man in Jinyi surnamed Chen also glanced in the direction of Ye Chunyang, with a deep sigh on his face.

After a long while, he sneered and said, "Don't be impatient, Fellow Daoist Sun. This person's alchemy skills are indeed wonderful, but the assessment is based on the finished elixir. The assessment has just begun. It's too early to draw a conclusion now. Does it mean that Fellow Daoist Sun thinks that a random person Can Xiu be better than us in terms of medicinal materials and elixirs?”

The man with eagle eyes and hooked nose thought about it and nodded without saying anything more, but his eyes looking at Ye Chunyang were obviously a little more gloomy.

"Speaking of it, this person can cultivate such a profound alchemy skill by virtue of his status as a casual cultivator. There must be some secret. Maybe after the assessment, we can try to interrogate him. If we can get the secret of refining the invisible fire, hehe …”

After staring at Ye Chunyang's back for a long time, a sly smile appeared on his eagle-eyed and hook-nosed face, and he sent a message to the young man in brocade.

The young man was startled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

The two of them exchanged glances and immediately stopped talking and stopped paying attention to Ye Chunyang. They each made elixirs in silence.

At the same time, green smoke was everywhere in the alchemy tower, and fire could be seen everywhere. Although the young man in brocade clothes and the man with eagle eyes and hooked nose whispered to each other from time to time, their alchemy methods were extraordinary, and they had already smelted hundreds of medicinal materials in a short time.

On the other side, the cold-faced old man made spells and spells from time to time, and cast spells into the alchemy furnace in front of him. However, his refining process was very secretive, and he seemed to have deliberately set up some kind of method in the alchemy furnace to isolate others from detection. Except for the two assessment hosts, no one else can clearly see what is being refined.

This scene made Ye Chunyang a little curious, but he only looked at the old man lightly and then took it back, not even looking at the medicinal materials refined in the Fang Dan furnace.

In fact, with his spiritual knowledge, he could see the old man's secret with just one thought, but Ye Chunyang was not interested in it and had no intention of wasting time here.

At this moment, a loud "boom" sound suddenly came, and the entire assessment dojo trembled. A blazing fire came from somewhere, in which fragments of the alchemy furnace flew, and a middle-aged man in black robes looked disgraced. Just sit there.

Unable to control the temperature of the fire, the medicinal materials and the alchemy furnace were blown up together.

"Failed the assessment, fellow Taoist, should you go out by yourself or let me and I give you a ride?" Han Wuji looked at the alchemist who was exploding the furnace and said expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man in Wupao's face turned pale for a moment. He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and finally walked out with a look of regret on his face.

Similar explosions were heard occasionally, and the monks who failed to refine all left the Danta as helplessly as the middle-aged man in black robes.

As time went by, half of the twelve-hour time limit quickly passed. Under such a tense assessment, no one paid attention to these people who failed in alchemy. The voices of conversation gradually became rarer, and everyone looked solemn. Concentrate on dealing with it.

Ye Chunyang sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, his body motionless and his consciousness at ease.

There was no fluctuation in the alchemy furnace, only the slight sound of medicinal materials refining from time to time. After a few more hours, people began to make elixirs in the field, and colorful brilliance arose. Many people were confidently preparing elixirs. The medicine was put into a bottle and presented to Han Wuji and Master Gu Feng.

The young man in golden clothes and the man with eagle eyes and hooked nose opened the stove lid one after another, and after looking at each other, they both had a look of pride on their faces.

"Chalcedony Pill, the quality is perfect, the pill has become spiritual, not bad, not bad!" Han Wuji opened the medicine bottle of the young man in brocade, glanced at it with his consciousness, and nodded repeatedly with appreciation.

When the young man in brocade saw this, his face became even more joyful.

Then Han Wuji checked the elixir of the man with eagle eyes and hooked nose. The latter was refining an elixir that was completely green in color, with blue patterns on it, and the faint sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring, showing various manifestations. Vision.

"The Tenglong Fuhu Pill is not as spiritual as the Chalcedony Pill. It seems that these two fellow Taoists are really amazing at the pill." After inspecting the pill, Han Wuji also showed admiration, and then asked The two waved their hands and said: "You guys go down and wait. The results will be announced after the two of us have made the assessment."

The young man in brocade and the man with eagle eyes and hooked nose bowed and returned to their original positions obediently.

Passing by Ye Chunyang, the young man in brocade paused slightly and looked at him from the corner of his eye. A sneer flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Ye Chunyang remained silent.

Next, some people submitted elixirs one after another. Except for some monks who failed to refine the elixirs and were eliminated, there are now twenty or thirty people who have made elixirs. Only a few of the remaining elixir furnaces still have fire visible, but from the elixir furnaces Judging from the fluctuations in the news, it is obviously coming to an end.

There was a "buzz" sound from somewhere in the field. The old man with a cold face stood up, bowed to Han Wuji and Master Gu Feng, and handed over a jade bottle.

This position is actually done.

Han Wuji used his spiritual consciousness to explore the jade bottle and began a routine inspection.

The direct disciple of Elder Mo looked indifferent at first, but after his spiritual consciousness turned around in the jade bottle, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and then he raised his head and looked at the old man, showing a dignified expression.

Master Gu Feng saw that he looked wrong, so he couldn't help but take the jade bottle and scan it. As a result, after taking a look, this man's face also changed drastically.

"Daluoshengxuandan! This is an ancient spiritual elixir. There are still people in the world who can refine such elixirs. Your elixir skills are extraordinary." Master Gu Feng closed the bottle cap and looked at the cold-faced old man with a solemn expression.

"Two senior brothers, thank you. I just got the recipe for this elixir by chance, so I refined it by luck." The cold old man said with an unchanging expression.

Han Wuji and Master Gu Feng looked at each other solemnly, and finally nodded without saying anything more, asking the old man to return to his original position and wait.

At this time, there were only a few people left in the field who had not yet become alchemists. Master Gufeng looked at the hourglass on the stone table, and then at a figure somewhere, a look of depth flashed across his face.

The place where his eyes fell was Ye Chunyang. From the beginning, his fire control skills were astonishing, but there had been no movement in this position. He was sitting there as if he was in trance. If it weren't for the occasional fluctuation of consciousness, people would probably think that it was Ye Chunyang. He fell asleep.

Seeing this scene, the two assessment hosts couldn't help but frown. Master Gu Feng immediately cleared his throat and said: "There is still half a stick of incense left. If you haven't completed the elixir yet, you should hurry up!"

Some of the monks who had reached a critical moment in refining were slightly shaken when they heard this, and their faces became a little more nervous. However, Ye Chunyang always looked calm and showed no signs of urgency.

"puff!"

Another dull sound came out, and a plump young woman nearby Ye Chunyang shook her head helplessly, turned around and walked out.

Perhaps due to time constraints and the impact of this woman's failure, some people's moods also fluctuated. One after another, some people failed to refine and the furnace fires were extinguished one by one.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang was the only one left.

He neither failed nor succeeded. The situation was really strange.

"The time is almost up. Could it be that this guy hasn't refined the elixir yet and is afraid to open the furnace for fear of losing face?"

"Rogue cultivators are just rogue cultivators after all. No matter how talented you are, it's useless without anyone to teach you how to do it. Let's see how he explains it later!"

"It's such a pity. I thought that someone who understood the art of fire control such as invisible fire must be a highly skilled person, but I didn't expect that he is just a showman. After all, casual cultivators are still insignificant and will never be able to compare with us."

"..."

There were a lot of discussions around him. Seeing that Ye Chunyang had not completed the elixir for a long time, some people who had already submitted the elixir couldn't help but show ridicule and point fingers behind his back.

On the stone table in front, the hourglass was gradually running out, and the twelve-hour assessment time was about to arrive. Han Wuji and Master Gu Feng looked at Ye Chunyang, who seemed to be still painstakingly refining, with disappointment in their eyes.

Obviously, they still had too high expectations for him. They thought that a person with such amazing skills in alchemy would still be amazing even if he could not lead the group, but now it seems that is not the case.

When the last grain of quicksand fell, Master Gu Feng sighed slightly and said: "The assessment time has come, fellow Taoist, there is no need to refine it anymore!"

These words sounded like he was talking to himself, but everyone could tell that they were said to Ye Chunyang.

After finishing his words, Master Gufeng waved his hand and struck the spiritual light, and was about to ring the tower bell to signal the end of the assessment.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators shook their heads and looked at Ye Chunyang with even more contempt. Now that the time has come, even if his elixir is against the sky, he will only end up being eliminated.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a gentle voice came out.