The first competition ended with the victory of the disciples of the Hanyu Sect, followed by the second literary competition, alchemy.

When Fang He announced the second Wenbi for refining the Qingling Pill, many disciples' eyes immediately lit up.

Qingling Pill is a common eight-grade elixir, after the foundation monk takes it, it can quickly restore the aura in the body, it is the most commonly used recovery elixir, many disciples have tried to refine, that is, some disciples who do not like Dan Dao, and they are also very familiar with the Dan prescription of Qingling Pill.

Magic weapons of the same level can also be distinguished by the strength and power of the aura, but the same refining of a spirit pill, if you want to distinguish the high, it is a little difficult, unless it is distinguished by the Dan pattern, but the formation of the Dan pattern is not traceable at all, even the elders can not do it at will to refine the Dan pattern, not to mention these disciples of the foundation building realm, if you want to determine the winner of the second alchemy, you can only follow the weak medicinal effect of the difference between the spirit pills.

After Fang He announced the completion of Wenbi alchemy, the disciples of the Deacon Hall brought the alchemy materials again, leaving only three copies of each piece before leaving Yan Ding, when the disciples of the Deacon Hall distributed the materials, some disciples thought about the method of refining the Qingling Pill, and some were ready to take the stage immediately and occupy a position in the alchemy first.

Yang Yifan was obviously a little nervous at this time, he had indeed refined the Qingling Pill before, and more than once, but the success rate of refining the Qingling Pill, he had never been able to reach two percent, if he was allowed to refine it, he might not be able to refine one Qingling Pill if he was exhausted of three materials.

In this Wenbi Alchemy, the disciples on the stage are only limited to three materials per person, and if the refining fails, they will have to leave, not only will they not get the ten places of the winner, but they will also lose face in front of the disciples of the three sects.

Embarrassed, Yang Yifan is not afraid, what he is afraid of is that he will not be able to make a splash in Wenbi, so he will not be able to return to Dange.

"You don't need to pay attention to Danding when you are alchemizing, you just need to look at my gestures. ”

Bai Yi's whisper came from his ears, Yang Yifan was slightly stunned, and then secretly surprised.

Bai Yi lowered his voice and then explained the gesture of commanding the other party, and said: "Raise your hand to urge the fire, drop your hand to condense the pill, don't miss it by a fraction, the order of the alchemy materials is ......"

Bai Yi explained the order of the spirit grass refining the Qingling Pill and the gesture of the conductor, Yang Yifan nodded solemnly, and stepped onto the high platform in a few steps.

Hundreds of disciples quickly gathered and started the second Wenbi alchemy, and for a while, the heat rose on the Guanyun platform, and the fragrance of the pill overflowed.

Yang Yifan stared at Bai Yi in the crowd tightly, not even glancing at the most critical Liuyan Ding, after seeing Bai Yi raise his hand slightly, he immediately urged the flames in the Ding to refine the first material.

On the Guanyun Platform, the disciples of the three sects were nervously conducting alchemy and literary comparisons, and in the dim and empty dungeon of the Cangyun Sect, an old man with a rickety body was walking leisurely among them.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, shaped like dry bones, his eyes were gloomy, and his back was as eerie as a ghost.

With slow but steady steps, the old man came to a foul-smelling prison cell, and looked at the prisoner huddled in the corner, and the wrinkles on his face rolled strangely, as if he were laughing silently.

In the old man's strange laughter, the door of the prison was opened by a powerful spiritual force, and then he stepped into the prison, walked to the prisoner who was curled up in the corner, and said hoarsely: "Apprentice, after more than 30 years of imprisonment, it is difficult for you, the teacher is here to pick you up today, send you out of the sect, and return to your hometown to retire." ”

In the middle of the whisper, the old man suddenly raised his bone-like arm, and a suction force appeared out of thin air, imprisoning the sin in the corner, and then shooting it in the air.

Boom!

Grabbing the other party's neck, the old man's actions were not as beautiful as he said, the apprentice he held in his hand opened a pair of confused eyes, like a puppet without resistance, and did not say a word.

Grabbing the neck of the eldest disciple, the old man's cold eyes instantly turned into suspicion, and when he carefully perceived it with the powerful spiritual sense of the late stage of Jindan, he threw out the prisoner in his hand.

"Puppet!"

The old man's hands became tighter and tighter, and there was a faint muffled sound, and he stood in silence in the prison for a long time before he whispered in great confusion: "The golden cicada is out of its shell, Yang Hai, how did you escape from the prison......"

The old man in the prison was not someone else, it was Elder Dange, Cao Jiuqian.

Realizing that Yang Hai had become a puppet, Cao Jiuqian's heart sank, but he quickly regained his calm.

Cao Jiuqian's plan, which had been arranged as early as thirty years ago, would definitely not arouse the suspicion of other elders in the sect, but Yang Hai's disappearance made him puzzled.

After pondering for a long time, Cao Jiuqian suddenly took out a small puppet, although the puppet was made of cloth and looked a little simple, but its eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Yang Yifan.

Injecting a piece of spiritual power into the puppet, Cao Jiuqian closed his eyes to perceive, and after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and whispered in surprise: "Guanyuntai! Why is he on Guanyuntai?"

A fierce glint flashed in the Yin Owl's eyes, Cao Jiuqian put away the puppet and strode out of the prison, and not long after, the figure of the Dan Pavilion Elder appeared on the elder's seat on the north side of Guanyun.

The second Wenbi is in full swing, Yang Yifan is already sweating profusely at this time, from the front, he is staring at the Liuyanding in front of him, but if you look at it from a special angle on the side, you will find that his gaze is not in a straight line with Liuyanding.

Yang Yifan was waiting for Bai Yi's hand, he was now at the critical moment of Ning Dan, the spiritual power in his body urged out unreservedly, and the earth fire in the Yan Ding in front of him was surging like tumbling magma.

Yang Yifan urged the Dingzhong Earth Fire at any cost, as long as it was a moment and a half, the spiritual power in his body would all be exhausted, and the other disciples would not dare to raise too much flame even if they reached the final Ning Dan stage.

Bai Yi quietly looked at the Danding in front of Yang Yifan under the stage, calculating the time with the rate of his breathing, when he counted to seventy-eight breaths, his slightly raised right hand suddenly pressed down, and at the same time, Yang Yifan, who was about to run out of spiritual power in his body, immediately gathered his spiritual power and cut off the flames in the ding.

The flames were extinguished, and a scent of incense that was very different from the ordinary Qingling Pill wafted out, and after the elders of the three sects smelled this incense, they all looked at the Liuyan Ding in front of Yang Yifan.

After commanding Yang Yifan's alchemy, Bai Yi in the crowd quietly took a few steps back, away from the bluestone platform.

"Among the Cangyun disciples, there are actually people who are so proficient in the Dan Dao, this Qingling Pill has at least six Dan patterns, and the other disciples don't have to fight. Chen Chang of the Seven Evil Sects nodded and said, even if he looked down on Cangyun disciples at all, he was shocked by the six or more Dan Patterns.

"Dan fragrance is like plum, and Dan pattern will not be less than seven. A flash flashed in the eyes of Su Haitang of the Hanyu Sect, and the old woman beside her, who had always closed her eyes and recuperated, also slowly opened her cloudy eyes.

On the north side of Guanyun North, the Cangyun Sect Master sitting on the first seat just nodded lightly and did not speak, but his eyes kept falling on Yang Yifan's body.

"Deacons can refine seven or eight Dan pattern Qingling Pills, it seems that I, Elder Wen, is about to abdicate. On the side of the Cangyun Sect Master, Elder Wen Mo Feng, who looked like a young man, swayed the feather fan in his hand lightly, and said jokingly.

The Qingling Pill is nothing in the eyes of the elders, but the Qingling Pill with Dan patterns, especially those with more than six Dan patterns, is very different.

Not to mention that the more Dan Patterns, the stronger the medicinal effect, just talking about the talent of the alchemist represented by the number of Dan Patterns was enough for the elders to be shocked, and none of the elders present dared to say that they could refine the Qingling Pill with six or seven Dan patterns at will.

Dan Dao is always one of the compulsory practices for high-level cultivators, whether it is a large or small sect, for those disciples with excellent Dan Dao talents, they all attach great importance to it, and even do not hesitate to spend sect resources to cultivate, just for the possibility that there will be a Dan Dao master in the sect in the future.

When the special danxiang wafted out of the Liuyan Ding, Yang Yifan was destined to become the focus of the audience, feeling countless pairs of eyes looking at him, Yang Yifan suddenly became nervous, his arm trembled slightly to open the lid of the ding, and carefully grabbed a Qi Dan that was close to transparent throughout.

As soon as the pill was taken out, several faint and powerful spiritual senses swept through at the same time, and the elders of the last three sects almost made the same expression.

Startled.

Not only was it surprise, but when the elders once again confirmed the number of Dan patterns on the Qingling Pill with their spiritual senses, their surprise turned into deep shock.

"Nine Songs Danwen!" Su Haitang of the Hanyu Sect suddenly got up, the essence in his eyes flashed, unlike her, Chen Changan of the Seven Evil Sect sat still, but a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Call!

In the slight sound of breaking the air, the young Elder Wen stepped into the air, came to Yang Yifan in a few steps, grabbed the Qingling Pill, and laughed after looking at it carefully: "Sure enough, it is the Nine Songs Dan Pattern, it seems that our Cangyun Sect Dan Dao is a successor!"