The monks watching from the outside started pointing at this man.
"Is this real person who moves a little slowly, Xie Jiarong, the disciple of the master of Danyang Valley, the first valley in Danxia Valley?" A monk asked.
"Yes, this person's real name is Xie Junzhi. He was spotted by Zhenjun Shatang as soon as he entered the family and became his only disciple. He is a natural prodigy of alchemy with wood fire spirit root. He made golden elixir at the age of eighty. Zhenjun Shatang special
I gave him the name of Xiancao Jiarong and gave him a Taoist title." A monk from Danxia Valley explained.
"As expected, he will be the next Valley Master of our Danyang Valley!" His words were full of envy.
Jiarongcao is a fairy grass, which is the main medicine for refining the Wraith Pill.
If you are lucky enough to find Jiarong grass, even the thunder calamity will be in vain.
The Wounded Thunder Pill is a spiritual elixir used to avoid a thunder catastrophe when Zhenjun in the later stage of Yuanying advanced to become a god.
To be able to use the word "Jiarong" as a Taoist title for this person, it seems that True Lord Shatang has high expectations for this person.
Not long after, the alchemy furnace of a Jindan master exploded on the spot. Fortunately, the remaining people in the square were far apart from each other, so it did not cause harm to others.
The golden elixir master was not discouraged at all, and started the second furnace of refining calmly and calmly.
By the end of the fifth level, there were only four alchemists left in the field.
Yun Ling also joined hands with Zhongli Qi to exit the square and watch the final competition from the side.
Among these four, except for one who obtained the elixir in the second furnace, the other three, including Master Jiarong, all completed the elixir in the first furnace.
Their alchemy skills were strong and their techniques were skillful. Yun Ling just took a few glances and felt that they were quite beneficial.
Master Yi Ling, however, has not yet answered the sixth question.
He smiled and said: "Everyone has an hour's rest. After an hour, the sixth question will be asked by a Nascent Soul True Lord, and," he gave a lie, "this True Lord is not
People from Danxia Valley."
Not the True Lord of Danxia Valley?
All the onlookers, including the four monks in the square, looked surprised.
Among the four, the only real person who was not from Danxia Valley even showed a little joy in his eyebrows.
Although Danxia Valley, as the third largest sect in Longyou Realm, cannot commit such a thing as Shangxing, having monks from other sects set the questions can prevent favoritism and malpractice, so that’s great!
An hour later, amid everyone's expectations, True Lord Shatang appeared in the square, and the person who came hand in hand with him turned out to be the Changming Sword Master.
Shatang Zhenjun smiled brightly and said: "In this Danxia event, my disciples who have entered the house are also among them. In order to avoid suspicion, I have the honor to invite my close friend, the Changming Sword Master, to come and propose the question. Do any of you have any objections?"
Who dares to question the words of True Monarch Nascent Soul?
Besides, there is nothing wrong with this decision. Even if it is wrong, no one would dare to directly offend the Sword Sect and Danxia Sect.
None of the four people on the field dared to say anything.
"I have been hesitant since I was invited by Taoist fellow Taoist Sha Tang, what kind of question should I ask?" Changming Sword Master took over the conversation, paused, and continued, "Until a few days ago, I accidentally
An idea was born.”
He looked at Zhenjun Shatang and said, "I hope fellow Taoist Shatang won't blame me for being abrupt."
True Lord Shatang smiled and said, "Brother Changming, just say it bluntly."
The four people on the field also had complicated expressions, wondering what kind of problems the Chang Ming Sword Master would encounter.
Changming Sword Master smiled mysteriously and shouted towards the outside: "Zhi Qi, come forward!"
"Li Zhiqi from Sword Sect Tianquan Peak has met the two true monarchs and met all fellow Taoists."
As soon as the Changming Sword Lord finished speaking, a Jindan Master from the Sword Sect quickly stepped forward.
"Brother Changming, this..." Zhenjun Shatang was also confused. He didn't know what kind of medicine the Changming Sword Lord was selling in his gourd.
"Brother Shatang, listen to me. Since I received your invitation, I have been thinking about what question to ask. I have read a lot of records and asked many alchemists in the sect."
"I found that many miraculous medicines have appeared in competitions, which stumped me. No, two days ago, this disciple in my peak was injured by a fire lizard during training, so I came up with it.
This is a new question.”
"The four children in the field can all step forward to take a pulse. After understanding Zhiqi's injury, they can each refine elixirs to treat his injuries. As for how to determine the outcome, how about letting the elders of Danxia Valley judge?"
As soon as Changming Sword Master said these words, the whole place was in an uproar.
There has never been such a question in previous Danxia events. It not only tests the alchemy skills, but also tests the medical skills of the four people present.
A powerful alchemist may not necessarily have superb medical skills. But if an alchemist has superb medical skills, then his alchemy skills must be very good.
When Yun Ling heard this way of setting the question, he became curious. He wondered how Shatang Zhenjun should answer, and whether he would agree to this plan?
"This..." True Lord Shatang looked troubled and didn't know how to answer.
"What do you guys think?" he asked the people present.
This is a competition proposal that subverts the past.
The other three looked at each other and didn't respond for a while.
Only Xie Jiarong stood up, saluted the two true monarchs, and said categorically: "Master, I am willing to accept such a competition."
He stood upright with clear eyes, "Alchemists in ancient times were originally doctors. They treated injured monks. In order to treat the monks' injuries, they opened the furnace and refined the spiritual plants into spiritual elixirs!"
"If we can prescribe the right medicine, a low-level elixir is more effective than a high-level elixir! Most of today's alchemists are pursuing refining high-level, more powerful elixirs, but they have forgotten that we were originally doctors.
Identity!"
"Well said!"
"Master Jiarong is indeed a role model for our young disciples!" The monks outside the venue praised him one after another.
Yun Ling also found his words shocking.
Xie Jiarong waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and he continued: "Now that I have such an opportunity, I am more willing to accept this way of setting the question, instead of rigidly and boringly refining some kind of elixir!"
"Thank you, Lord Changming Sword!" He made a deep ancient salute to Lord Changming Sword.
"We are willing to accept such a question!" The other three people present also expressed their stance.
Regardless of whether they wanted to or not, now that Xie Jiarong's righteous words came out, they could only agree with them.
However, they are all skilled alchemists, and they have done things like curing diseases and saving people in the past. With such a proposition, they are quite eager to try it.
True Lord Shatang looked at his only disciple with relief and said with a smile: "That's good! Since everyone agrees to such a competition, let's compete like this!"
He turned to Master Yi Ling and said: "Yiling, you send a message to the Lingzhi Pavilion in the valley to be ready. After the four of them check the pulse, write down the needed Lingzhi, and you can go and get it yourself!"
"yes!"
Come on, Yuanying Zhenjun said a word.
The dignified host of the Danxia event turned into a medicine boy in the blink of an eye!
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