Everyone was surprised to see the alchemy gate opened so quickly, and then felt relieved.
A sarcastic smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in golden robe, and he said: "Elder Wu, didn't you want to refine the elixir? Why did you give up? We are still waiting for you to successfully refine it."
"Yes, keep practicing." Another elder standing behind him agreed.
The leader frowned, but did not stop them. Instead, he said in a low voice: "Go back. Although we did not pass the test this time, it may not be a blessing. With the strength we have retained, it is not necessary for the Zhuyin Sect to unify the six sects.
Difficult matter."
"Let's go." Murong sighed and said softly.
Wu Feng said: "I want to leave, but I'm not leaving."
Murong looked at him doubtfully.
At this moment, the alchemy gate behind Wu Feng slowly closed, and complex spiritual patterns suddenly appeared on it, spreading to the entire alchemy gate. Then the alchemy gate seemed to melt, lit up with a silver-white light, and sunk in from the middle.
Go in and form a dark vortex passage.
The ancient deep voice then sounded: "If the assessment is passed, the transmission channel will be closed in one minute."
Passed the assessment?
Everyone was startled.
Wu Feng looked indifferent and said to Murong: "Let's go." After saying that, he took the lead and stepped into the dark whirlpool passage.
Several other people had astonishment on their faces.
The leader and Murong looked at each other with shock in their eyes. Murong asked in surprise: "Did he really succeed in refining it?"
"..." The leader was speechless.
Tang Yajing's eyes flashed with a strange light, she pulled Murong's clothes and said: "Master, if you don't go in, the passage will be closed."
Murong Huoran woke up and immediately followed him in.
The leader also reacted and immediately followed in. The middle-aged man in gold robe had an ugly face and said in a low voice to the people behind him: "Go in!"
These people took him seriously and followed him immediately after hearing the words.
…
A huge door!
Wu Feng stood in front of this giant door, looking at the bronze beast head on the giant door, with a look of contemplation in his eyes. Behind this door should be the teleportation array of the world of immortality, right?
At this time, several rays of light flashed behind him, and Murong and others appeared one after another, looking around in confusion.
"That's right, it's right here." The leader glanced at it and said solemnly.
Several others breathed a sigh of relief.
The leader said slowly: "This huge door is called Tongtian Gate. Behind the door is the teleportation array of the world of immortality. I don't know if the teleportation array is open at the moment. Let's wait and see outside for now."
The middle-aged man in gold robe changed his color and said: "In this case, wouldn't it mean that others would be the first to get there!"
The leader glanced at him and said coldly: "When the teleportation array is opened, this door will open in advance. If we climb over this door and go inside, we may have to fight with other sects in advance and lose manpower. In this way,
When the teleportation array is activated, how can you have the strength to compete for those three places?"
The middle-aged man in golden robe was startled for a moment and was immediately speechless.
Tang Yajing approached Murong and whispered: "Master, are there only three places in this teleportation array?"
Murong looked solemn and said: "Yes, it is said that once three people enter, the teleportation array will be closed, so we are eager to come in advance. We just hope that when the teleportation array is opened, other sects have not arrived yet.
"
Tang Yajing said "Oh" and glanced at the middle-aged man in gold robe and others. There seemed to be some understanding in her clear eyes.
Wu Feng's eyes flickered, with a hint of determination in his eyes.
Originally, if he had not come here, he would have been too lazy to take the risk to fight for it, but that didn't mean that he didn't yearn for the world of immortality.
Who in the world doesn’t want to live forever?
And in this land of thin spiritual energy, no matter how amazing your aptitude is, being able to cultivate to the late stage of Xiantian is already very extreme! Wanting to reach the realm of ghosts and immortals is just a dream.
Even if he becomes king and hegemon here, becomes a prince, or even an emperor, he can only live for a few hundred years. If he reaches the realm of ghosts and immortals, his life span will be at least six to seven hundred years. Although his qualifications are not high, with the knowledge in his mind
With my mysterious memory and my alchemy skills, I am confident that it is not difficult to reach the realm of ghosts and immortals. As for the higher realms of human immortals and earth immortals, if there are enough opportunities, there may be a one percent chance of reaching it.
Therefore, he naturally longs for this world of immortality.
Now that he has arrived here, he is bound to win the teleportation channel. Although he does not have two spiritual beasts by his side, his current strength can give him a fight even if he encounters the late Xiantian. Looking at all the major sects, he can reach
There are only two or three people in the late Xiantian stage.
Wu Feng turned back to look at Tang Yajing, and saw that this woman was talking to Murong, with a hint of innocence in her eyebrows, like a quiet night-bloom, pure and white.
He fell silent, his eyes flashing.
At this time, the leader seemed to notice Wu Feng. Her eyes flashed and she whispered softly: "Elder Wu, have you really successfully refined the Dragon Spirit Pill?"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Wu Feng.
Wu Feng frowned and said, "That's right."
Murong's eyes showed surprise and he said, "You know how to make elixirs?"
Wu Feng said casually: "I think I know a little bit."
The leader was speechless. Does he seem to know a little? Come on, this is the third level of the best elixir. Even if Murong, who has been studying elixir all his life, failed to refine it for three days, if anyone can successfully refine it, this alchemy skill will definitely be the best in the world.
The top of the line!
Tang Yajing had a look of disbelief on her pretty face and said, "I heard that you are a handyman disciple of the Alchemy Academy. Did you learn it while working as a handyman?"
When Wu Feng saw her asking, his attitude immediately became more serious. He nodded slightly and said, "That's right."
Murong smiled bitterly and said: "Are you a genius in alchemy? You have tried to refine the Dragon Spirit Pill three times, but all failed. How long have you been learning..."
Wu Feng glanced at the bitter expression on her face and said calmly: "The three times you practiced it, you probably didn't control the heat well, and you put the 'Dragon Camel Grass' in too early, right?"
Murong was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "How do you know?"
Wu Feng said lightly: "This Dragon Spirit Pill is very powerful, but the reason why it fails during refining is either because the fire control ability is too poor, which stimulates the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials all at once, causing it to become a ball of paste, or it is
"Put in the dragon camel grass too early. Although this herb is the main ingredient, it has hot and dry medicinal properties. If it is added in advance without blending, the medicinal properties of other auxiliary ingredients will definitely be mixed into a mess."
Murong was stunned.
What Wu Feng said was accurate, as if she had seen it with her own eyes. Her heart was filled with confusion. Could it be that the young man in front of her really surpassed her in alchemy skills?
The headmaster and others next to him were stunned when they saw Murong's expression, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes.
The leader opened his mouth, ready to say something. Suddenly, a low rumble sounded, and the majestic giant door slowly opened...