: Too much

Wen Xuan and the sixth-grade alchemist of the Medicine King Sect began a formal competition. The cultivators around him secretly guessed that since Tongtian Sect dared to compete here, they would be somewhat sure.

This is a big bet! If you lose, you will lose the strange fire. If you win, you can get 60 to 70 million yuan of wealth. They are extremely despicable.

The monk from Wen Guang Sect looked at Feng Yang carefully, and he didn't see any nervousness in Feng Yang's expression. This was obviously wrong. This expression was definitely confident. Could it be that Tongtian Sect really has irresistible strength?

Soon the elders of the Medicine King Sect began to purify, and their movements were not too slow. It was obvious that Lao Cheng, who was refining the alchemy, would not have become the elders of the Medicine King Sect.

Wen Xuan quickly picked up the spiritual herb in his hand and put it down quickly. The purification was completed quickly. In order to make himself more thorough, Wen Xuan purified it again.

Even so, when Wen Xuan started to fuse the medicine liquid, the other party was still slowly purifying it. Soon, more than ten minutes passed. Wen Xuan controlled the strange fire and had already begun to divide the elixir and condense the pill, and the other party had just begun to fuse the medicine liquid.

Half an hour later, a strong smell of medicine wafted out, and Wen Xuan played the Pill Recruitment Pill shortly after a while.

The moment the lid of the elixir was opened, eleven round elixirs rose into the air, full of medicinal properties.

"Ah? Eleven pills are made into pills? Top elixirs!"

"My God? I refined eleven sixth-grade pills in just half an hour. This is too crazy, right? What level of alchemist is this person?"

The people below were already in a panic. Sirius's alchemy level was already low. Now the powerful people of these sects have truly seen what alchemy is. It is so easy to refine elixirs in this person's hands.

"Master, I've finished refining." Wen Xuan bowed to Feng Yang.

"Please give these elixirs to the alchemist of Yao Wang Feng!" Feng Yang said lightly, without praising Wen Xuan.

"As for your order!" Wen Xuan hurriedly delivered the pill to the fifth-grade alchemist next to him according to Feng Yang's intention.

At this moment, the alchemist's face was light and dark. He knew that the rings of the three of them were gone. The key is that this person's alchemy level is too amazing, right? He hurriedly took it with both hands.

The monks of the Medicine King Sect worked hard for more than an hour, and finally a layer of sweat broke out on their foreheads, and finally they became nine elixirs, which was the result of this person's extraordinary performance.

"Hahaha! I have nine elixirs here. Ask fellow Taoist Xuan, should you take you?...whether your elixir and elixir?" The elder of the Medicine King Sect smiled for a while, feeling very satisfied. When he spoke, he realized that Wen Xuan had already collected the elixir.

"I have handed my elixir to your sect's alchemist." Wen Xuan pointed to the alchemist next to him lightly.

Seeing Wen Xuan's expression, the elder suddenly felt a little uneasy. The other party should be dejected! Why is this happening?

"Elder, elder! Here, here." The alchemist said with a sad face and handed over the pill.

Seeing that his own people had such an expression, the elder realized something was wrong. The elder hurriedly took the medicine bottle.

He kept praying in his heart, and even did not dare to put his spiritual consciousness into the jade bottle, but the facts could not be changed. When he mustered up the courage to look in, the elder suddenly turned his eyes and almost died.

"Eleven? How is this possible? Can anyone prove that this was refined by you by yourself? This is impossible." Although the elder of the Medicine King Sect was weak at this moment, he still couldn't believe that this was the fact.

"Fellow Taoist, everyone can see the process of refining elixirs. If you don't believe it, you can ask these fellow Taoists in the cultivation world. Of course, if they don't want to be fair, I can refine another furnace of elixirs on your site.

But I just need you to give me a little more bet, even ten million spirit stones are fine.”

Wen Xuan said with a smile.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough! Puff!" When the alchemist heard Wen Xuan's words, he suddenly felt a burst of blood tumbling. Finally, he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Elder? Elder!" Seeing this man fainted, the two alchemists behind him ran over quickly and stepped forward to support him.

"Hey! Don't die! I haven't got my stuff yet?" Wen Xuan knew that the ring was in the hand of the fainted man, and he stretched out his hand and rolled up the three rings with energy.

Wen Xuan looked at the valuable things inside, and then nodded with peace of mind.

"You?" Perhaps because he realized that the three rings in his hand were gone, the alchemist trembled and woke up again.

"Fellow Taoist, have you been better yet. Your disease is called envy and jealousy. Do you want me to give you a pill to ensure that your medicine will be cured?" Wen Xuan said with a smile.

"Stop crying here, rats are pretending to be compassionate. Isn't your Tongtian Sect powerful? Wait until my Sect Master of Medicine King Sect will come to your place to visit. I hope you don't scare your pants."

As he spoke, the alchemist sent a message to Yao Wang Zong.

"It's wrong for you to do this? You are the one who wants to compete, and you are the one who becomes angry after losing. I'm not afraid of calling you a helper, but this is the territory of my Tongtian Sect after all, so we have the final say.

I’m very bored to tell you, the Medicine King Sect is not even a big deal in my eyes.”

Wen Xuan's voice was very loud, and she was not afraid of being heard.

"You? You have a genitals, and the people from Tongtian Sect have a genitals." After Wen Xuan said such explicit words, the cultivator of the Medicine King Sect almost vomited blood again.

"Yun Xuan, what you said is a bit too much, step aside." Feng Yang said lightly.

"Master! These people are too bullying. They are coming here to attend the banquet, but they are thinking about how to trample on my Tongtian Sect. I feel really unhappy if I don't say a few words." Wen Xuan hurriedly bowed his hand and said.

"Then you can't say that the Medicine King Sect is nothing. Even if it is true, you can't say it. You don't want to be face-saving and you can't embarrass me." Feng Yang said lightly.

"Disciples should follow their teachings."

"Get back!" Feng Yang knew that this scene had just begun, and these people determined that Tongtian Sect had no powerful power. If a monk from Transformation came out here, these people would kowtow immediately. This is human nature, and it is also the law of the jungle of the strong prey on the weak in the cultivation world.

After Wen Xuan retreated, the entire venue fell into a brief silence. The Tongtian Sect won a bizarre battle. It seemed that all this was under their control. When did Tongtian Sect have such a powerful disciple?

"Feng Yang! On behalf of Wanxing Sect, I challenge you Tongtian Sect, who will fight me? Today I bet on 100 million spirit stones." Wang Sheng really couldn't come out of his tone, and he flew out at this time.

"Elder Wang Sheng, you are just talking nonsense, right? I am happy to accompany you, but where is your spirit stone? Is it in the air? Or in your mouth?" Feng Yang said with a smile.

"Hmph! With Xingxingfang Market here, I naturally have no shortage of spirit stones." When Wang Sheng spoke, he looked at Xingxingfang Market. This market is the largest consortium in the spiritual world, so Wang Sheng was not worried that he could not take out the spirit stones.
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