Murong Feixue here was about to start alchemy, and Lang Cong over there rushed back with a group of people. They rolled down the hill covered in grass, mud, and bruises. That Lang Cong even had one eye. A look of indignation appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Lao Tzu got the herbs!" After that, Na Lang never knew where to pull out two herbs, one long and one short. It's really the daughter and mother grass of Qiankun Castor Grass.

It stands to reason that if they were looking for Qiankun Castor Grass in the mountains, it would be impossible for them to return here so quickly. If it weren't for the fact that there was something greasy about it, Murong Feixue wouldn't believe it at all!

Looking behind Na Lang, the leader of the Alchemist Guild was quietly pulling his hand back. Apparently he had just handed Lang something from it.

Hmph, I see! Do you want to cheat? The old lady let you know that cheating is nothing, and the anti-genius is called powerful!

Murong Feixue pursed her thin lips wickedly, and there was a smile on her face.

"Now that you have the herbs, let's start competing!" Murong Feixue finished speaking, and the anger of Xingtian in his hand flashed. The leisurely crimson flame is a god-level fire that can refine the pill by itself.

When he landed, there was a sound of gasping around. Everyone was taken aback, and looked at the fire in Murong Feixue's hand with wide eyes, and there was amazement, envy, and jealousy on their faces......

"This ...... Is this the wrath of the Heavenly Punishment Heaven? Legend has it that the fire can be controlled without human control! has been missing for hundreds of years...... How could it be, how could it be here! The leader of the Alchemist Guild looked at Murong Feixue with a surprised expression, and stammered when he spoke.

Lang was shocked to the point of being beyond measure, and looked back at the alchemy furnace he had prepared, and the fire was still the magic fire prepared by the alchemy furnace. It couldn't be more low-level. But fortunately, the president of the Alchemist Guild waited for him to recover, and then quietly pulled the hem of Lalangcong's sleeve. Winked vigorously at him.

Soul Yin told him: "In the Alchemist Guild, in addition to Murong Feixue's Ten Directions Lianyun Alchemy Furnace, there are naturally higher-level Alchemy Furnaces!" For a while, you only need to concentrate on alchemy, and the matter of the alchemy furnace and Mr. Hu will naturally be solved by me. ”

With the words of the president of the Alchemist Guild, Lang was relieved.

The competition officially began, and in the center of the alchemist's guild square at Nuoda, there were only two ordinary-looking alchemy furnaces. And above their heads, there hung the rumored unparalleled Ten Directions Lianyun Alchemy Furnace. The victor will be able to justifiably obtain the Ten Directions Lianyun Alchemy Furnace.

Murong Feixue and Lang Cong, one stood on one side. In front of him is the alchemy furnace, and behind him are medicinal herbs. Everything is well prepared. Countless pairs of concerned eyes around him stared straight at this place.

Generally speaking, high-level alchemists can successfully refine the elixir within a few hours.

The competition is the quality of the alchemist's elixir. The decisive factors that can determine the quality of the elixir are the alchemy furnace, skills, and fire of the alchemist.

Murong Feixue raised his hand and put the required medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace. Then, he casually threw the Xingtian Fury in his hand into the alchemy furnace. Follow closely, close your eyes and recuperate, and don't care about anything.

"Oh my god...... Can you actually practice the Qiankun Creation Golden Pill like this? The alchemists were shocked.

Lang Cong gritted his teeth. He glared at Murong Feixue a few times.