Ling Tian also followed everyone's gaze and found that the so-called Nalan Rongrong looked very petite, but was actually extremely majestic.
Inexplicably, a few words flashed through Ling Tian's mind.
No wonder these people are acting like crazy. This Nalan Rongrong simply has the pure face of an angel and the tempting figure of a devil.
However, Ling Tian is not interested in this kind of beauty.
Amidst the noise, Cheng Bin, the lord of Wushan City, descended on the square.
The peak aura of the sixth-level Immortal King is indeed the highest in Wushan City.
"Haha, everyone, I am Cheng Bin, the master of Wushan City. Thank you all for coming to attend the Baicao Conference held in Wushan City."
"For this Baicao Conference, I, Cheng Bin, have specially prepared a priceless treasure. The alchemist who wins the championship of this Baicao Conference will receive a sacred herb, the Nine-turn White Dew Grass!"
As the voice fell, a brocade box appeared in Cheng Bin's hand.
The brocade box has been opened, and a dazzling sacred grass filled with alluring fragrance is shining with intoxicating crystal light.
At the moment when the sacred grass appeared, many alchemists including Ling Tian and Nalan Rongrong had lights flashing in their eyes.
This kind of sacred grass is really rare.
"Haha, are you here just for this sacred grass!?"
After Ling Tian died, Bai Mengyi did not leave.
She was looking for a weak spot that would make Ling Tian surrender.
Seeing that Ling Tian was silent, Bai Mengyi smiled again and said, "Although this thing is very rare, I can get it."
"Don't bother Miss Bai, I'll get it."
Ling Tian smiled and led everyone forward.
"However, everyone knows that there are too many alchemists coming to this Baicao Conference, and their standards are extremely high. In order for this Baicao Conference to proceed smoothly, we must set the threshold higher!"
"City Lord, there is no need to talk nonsense with them!"
However, before Cheng Bin could finish speaking, Zixiao Sect Zhang Lai flew up to the high platform.
"I am Zhang Lai of the Zixiao Sect. I will not bully you. Any alchemist who can refine a first-grade divine elixir, please come and compete!"
"If you can't even refine the second-grade divine elixir, then there's no need to attend the Baicao Conference. Go back!"
Zhang Lai is very arrogant.
With the anger just now, he shouted coldly.
Although many alchemists were unhappy, they did not dare to say anything.
The second-grade divine elixir can already block 90% of nine alchemy masters.
Perhaps, only the top disciples in first-class sects can refine it.
After all, there are ninth-grade divine elixirs, but the elixirs corresponding to the Immortal King realm are only lower-fourth-grade divine elixirs.
The second-level magic elixir is for use by third-level immortal kings and above.
"Come on, let's see who dares to come up on stage and compete with me in alchemy!" Zhang Lai sneered.
But the next moment, Nalan Rongrong fell gracefully.
Standing in front of the collapse platform, not squinting, he looked like he could refine the elixir at any time.
After that, disciples from Tianhua Sect, Kumuya, Qingfeng Tower and Jingxin An came to the stage.
The person who came out on behalf of Qingfeng Tower was none other than Chen Yinfeng, whom Ling Tian knew.
But other than that, no one took the stage anymore.
It can be said that this Baicao Conference was the final from the very beginning.
"Is there anyone else!?"
Cheng Bin scanned the sea of people.
"Yes, we!"
At this time, two figures flew up from the crowd.
Looking at the two people falling, Zhang Lai frowned, "You!?"
The visitors were none other than Ye Xichan and Ling Tian.
"You dare to compete with me in alchemy!?"
Zhang Lai was shocked and angry.
These two people really don’t know how to live or die!
"Why don't you dare!? We represent the Wushuang Immortal Sect!"
Ye Xichan raised her chin.
"The Unparalleled Immortal Sect!?'
However, as soon as the sect exited, the people in the square let out a sound of surprise.
The Wushuang Immortal Sect has become famous in Donghua this year.
There is already a posture to catch up with and surpass the four first-class sects.
Moreover, they all understood that Ye Xichan came to the Baicao Conference to fight for the reputation of the Wushuang Immortal Sect.
"Haha, it turns out you are from the Wushuang Immortal Sect!"
Zhang Lai sneered.
"Okay, very good, I will let you know the gap between you rotten fish and shrimps and our top immortal sect!"
"City Lord, let's start!?"
Cheng Bin immediately said: "The rules are extremely simple. There is only one round. Whoever refines the elixir with the highest quality will be the champion. For the sake of fairness, we specially invited Miss Bai from Tianshifang to be the referee for this competition!"
Under Ling Tian's slightly surprised gaze, Bai Mengyi flew up to the high platform with a smile on her face.
"Qin Tian, you didn't expect that, I am the key to whether you can become the champion,"
Bai Mengyi smiled lowly as she passed by Ling Tian.
"We'll see!"
Ling Tian didn't pay attention.
"Baicao Conference starts now!"
As Cheng Bin's voice fell, a total of eight alchemists stood on the high platform.
In fact, the grade of the elixir that an alchemist refines can be determined from the medicinal materials taken out.
It seems that he wants to shock everyone.
Zhang Lai raised the corner of his mouth and waved his hand, and more than 800 medicinal materials appeared in front of him.
Everyone exclaimed, because the types of medicinal materials required for the second-grade divine elixir were only 600.
And the elixir refined from 800 kinds of medicinal materials can reach the level of third-level magic elixir!
Only those with fifth-level immortal king combat power can take this level of elixir.
However, the fifth-level Immortal King is already the mainstay of every major sect.
That the younger generation can refine elixirs of this level is enough to prove Zhang Lai's profound attainments in alchemy.
"No, not only that, this medicinal material is nearly nine hundred, it is not an ordinary third-grade magical elixir!"
someone exclaimed.
"Haha, among the medicinal materials, there is water divine grass. If I read it correctly, Zhang Lai should be trying to refine a third-grade recovery medicine, with a spiritual water pill, which can be taken by a fifth-level immortal king to restore most of his immortal energy."
Bai Mengyi smiled.
"Miss Bai has good vision. Now, she wants to refine this elixir!"
Zhang Lai immediately admitted, and then opened his palm, and four hundred layers of azure fairy fire poured out.
"It's Zhang Lai's fire of fame, Hai Bingyan."
"I only heard that Zhang Lai could refine a third-grade divine elixir half a year ago. I didn't expect it to be true."
"No wonder Zhang Lai is so arrogant."
Everyone sighed, Zhang Lai was indeed the second-ranked Immortal King of the Zixiao Sect, and his talent in alchemy was really strong.
When they saw that Zhang Lai wanted to refine the third-grade divine elixir, the expressions of Chen Yinfeng and others changed.
The gap between them and Zhang Lai is still too big.
The elixirs they can refine are at most second-level divine elixirs.
However, although everyone was surprised by the level of the elixir refined by Zhang Lai, they did not conclude that he could win the championship of this Baicao Tournament.
Because, there is another Nalan Rongrong on the stage!
The latter is the orthodox inheritance of the Alchemy Way of Donghua Fairy Mountain!
Sure enough, under the attention of everyone, Nalan Rongrong's expression never changed.
She raised her hand, and densely packed herbs were floating around.