Grasping Evil

() With the arrival of King Lanling, Mo Xiu got a chance to breathe and escaped.

But the flame was taken away, and Mo Xiu's second round results were not ideal.

Of the 1,500 alchemists who could complete the smelting of the thousand-year-old elixir in two hours and purify it ten times, there were only 180 alchemists.

Among the 180 people, the vast majority were fourth-ranking alchemists, and there were a few third-ranking peak alchemists who completed the competition and were recruited by many forces.

Those who can purify the thousand-year-old Purple Jade Rong 50 times are all five-turn alchemists.

Huang Tingzi purified the thousand-year-old Ziyurong 74 times, and Yi Yunzi purified it 77 times.

Mo Xiu received backlash, lost the flame, and only purified 72 times, but lost to Huang and Yi.

What made Mo Xiu even more unacceptable was that Ning Fan had actually purified it 99 times in the thousand-year-old Purple Jade Rong!

It should be noted that even a real sixth-ranking alchemist can only purify the thousand-year-old elixir 100 times.

Ning Fan's results are undoubtedly telling the world that his alchemy skills are approaching rank six!

With Huang, Yi and other masters in the competition, Ning Fan actually won the first place in the second round of the competition.

Of course, this achievement only tested the smelting and purification of the elixir.

Maybe Ning Fan's refining and purification is better than others, but the alchemy technique is inferior to Mo Xiu and others, and it may not be impossible.

Many old monsters are looking forward to the third round of the competition. In the third round, all alchemists will be able to make real pills, but they can really compete.

They really wanted to know if Ning Fan could still take the first place under this circumstance.

The second round is over, and there are still ten days before the third round begins.

Within ten days, Ning Fan was always standing outside the West Building, in the snow and wind, and what he replayed in his mind was the melting potion technique of the 1,500 alchemists in the second round.

On the seventh day, there was news that Mo Xiu had recovered from his injuries.

Mo Xiu claimed that he would compete with Ning Fan in the final round!

to this rumor,

Ning Fan sneered in disbelief. He never thought that Mo Xiu was a real person.

Eighth day. In the dead of night. In the direction of the troll remnant world, a vast fluctuation of fighting skills suddenly came out.

Some monks saw that one side of the fighting method was the King of Lanling, and the other side was seven or eight spirit-refining old monsters.

In the end, King Lanling was outnumbered and left in anger.

And those seven or eight mysterious refiners were also extremely jealous of King Lanling and did not pursue them.

Countless cultivators have guessed the identities of these seven or eight mysterious practitioners, but no one has guessed the answer.

Only Ning Fan knew that King Nalan Ling must be extremely conceited. Sneaked into the troll remnant world alone, and was repelled by the Eighth Ancestor.

this matter. It made Ning Fan feel more jealous of the Eighth Patriarch.

Although King Lanling only came here from the second primordial spirit, the second primordial spirit alone is stronger than many old monsters.

Even King Lanling couldn't forcefully break into the Troll Remnant Realm and take away the golem slate, and it was even more impossible for Ning Fan to forcibly grab the slate.

"However, this King Lanling is really not weak. The second primordial spirit is besieged by two Chongxu and six Wenxu, and he can't die... He is indeed a master of Yun Tianjue's generation. This person has not yet broken through the Crush, but Under the shattered void. Mostly there are few rivals..."

This time, he failed to snatch the slate, and King Lanling suffered serious injuries and walked away.

This person is very strong, and the only defeat in his class was to Yun Tianjue.

King Lanling was the one who once fought against Yuntian Jue, and he was invincible under Shattering Void. It was rumored that even a certain master of Shattering Void 1st Layer had suffered losses in his hands.

Today's Ning Fan. It is far from being an opponent of King Lanling, and has no intention of competing with him.

Mo Xiu regained his prime, and he no longer needed the protection of King Lanling, and began to actively prepare for the third round of the competition, intending to slap Ning Fan in the face in the third round.

On the ninth day, Huang Tingzi and Yi Yunzi came to visit Ning Fan one after another, and the three of them didn't know what they were talking about.

When Huang Tingzi left, he announced to everyone that Ning Fan officially became the elder Keqing of Dan Island.

When Yi Yunzi left, he declared to everyone that the Zhou family would always be the backing of Ning Fan.

Outsiders don't know Ning Fan's specific alchemy skills, but the two of them have already seen that Ning Fan's alchemy skills have at least reached the peak of rank five, and even among the peak of rank five, few people can compare.

This made both of them feel frustrated, and at the same time, they were full of admiration for Ning Fan's mysterious magic.

On the tenth day, Yun Niansu came to tell Ning Fan some information.

Yun Niansu found out that Mo Xiu was narrow-minded and planned to make some noise in the third round of the Dan Dian, which might be detrimental to Ning Fan.

Yun Niansu represented the Xuantian Temple, and he showed his affection to Ning Fan, which was to bring the friendship between the two temples closer.

Hearing that Yun Niansu was the adopted son of Yun Shishu, the third prince of the Rain Palace, Ning Fan became more polite to Yun Niansu.

He and Yun Bushu have met twice, once at the time of the Seven Plum Tribulation, and once at the time of the Ghost Sparrow's bet.

It is rumored that among the princes of the Rain Palace, only Yun Bushu and Yun Tianjue have a close relationship.

Now that Yun Niansu has shown kindness to Ning Fan several times, Ning Fan is willing to make this friend.

With Yun Niansu's reminder, Ning Fan was even more wary of the third round of competition.

Now that King Lanling is not here, if Mo Xiu really dares to make a fool of himself in the big competition, Ning Fan doesn't mind taking the opportunity to kill this person!

With the protection of Emperor Yu, Emperor Dan, and the Zhou family, no one in the rain world dared to hurt Ning Fan before tearing his face with Emperor Yu.

He doesn't need to have too many scruples, even if he is the master of Chitian Palace, he may not be able to kill!

Ten days passed, and the third round of competition began.

This competition was held on an ice field. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth above the ice field was stronger than that of the snow valley. If alchemy was made here, it would be at least six or seven times the speed of the outside world.

There were a total of 180 participants, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that the top three would be most likely to be selected from among the four of Ning Fan, Yi Yunzi, Huang Tingzi, and Mo Xiu.

Ning Fan appeared in the ice field very early, standing on his own jade platform, standing like a statue, unmoved by all things.

The outside world was bleak and snowy, and his heart was as peaceful as paper.

He pondered the alchemy technique repeatedly, recalling the scenes of alchemy in the past.

Under the guidance of Dan Huang, he gradually formed a distinctive bearing.

That bearing belonged to Ning Fan's own Dan Dao. Although it was far from being formed, it would eventually flourish.

The thick ink-like medicinal gas spreads several feet.

At this moment, Ning Fan was no longer like a Demon Venerable, but an alchemy master who was dedicated to inquiring about the way of alchemy.

Xu Qiuling stared at Ning Fan from a distance, her beautiful eyes like crazy.

Yue Lingkong looked at Ning Fan, she was a little unaccustomed to Ning Fan's grand master's demeanor, in her heart. Ning Fan should always be full of magic energy.

Burning Wing was deeply attracted by Ning Fan at this moment. As attracted by her, there are countless beautiful female nuns in the audience.

Feng Xueyan was not there. After King Lanling attacked the troll remnant world, she was carefully protected by the Eighth Ancestor, for fear that she might have made a mistake.

Before taking advantage of her, Bazu was really good to her.

It's just that all the good things are all in disguise, all for the purpose of killing her ten years later... Ning Fan suddenly felt that the eighth ancestor of the troll clan was disgusting...

"Haha. Mingzun came very early."

Huang, Yi and Ning Fan greeted each other for a while and went to their respective jade platforms. All are well prepared.

More and more alchemists entered the ice field. Among them, there is Mo Xiu.

Today's Mo Xiu has returned to his former calm. From the beginning to the end, there is no hostility in the eyes that floated towards Ning Fan, as if he had forgotten the grievances and grievances ten days ago.

This disappointed many people who were waiting to see Ning Fan and Mo Xiu pinching each other.

Gradually, all 180 reference alchemists have arrived.

The elder Fubai did not rush to announce the start of the competition. But quietly waiting for something.

All the alchemists waited patiently. An hour later, a vision of a sunrise from the sea suddenly appeared in the distance, and the sun was even more blue.

It was already daytime, and the sky had already had a red sun.

This second round of cyan sun appeared very strange, as if it would still move, and flew towards Beiliang Kingdom.

rays of the sun. The stabbed countless monks couldn't open their eyes, and they all showed a look of astonishment, unable to see what was coming.

When I looked closer, I could see that it was sixteen giants in black armor, carrying a huge pure gold wine bottle like a hill.

It was only at this moment that Elder Fubai smiled and explained,

"Don't panic, fellow Daoists, this thing is a treasure of Dan Island, called 'Flame Light Bottle', and it is a treasure that can be used to identify medicine pills. Borrowed this thing from Dan Island."

He didn't explain much until the white spot was over, but his words immediately aroused numerous discussions among cultivators.

"What! This is the 'Pill Island's No. 1 Treasure' Flame Light Bottle? It is rumored that this treasure is specially made for the identification of medicinal pill grades. Putting medicinal pills in the wine bottle can reflect different colors, luster and color according to the medicinal grade of medicinal pills. The size of the sun shadow flame shadow."

"Five-turn blue, sixth-turn Xuan, seventh-turn purple, the cyan sun phantom just appeared, could it be that someone put the fifth-turn elixir in the flame bottle?"

"Low-grade medicinal pills have a sun shadow of 10,000 zhang, mid-grade medicinal pills have a sun shadow of 20,000 zhang, high-grade medicinal pills have a sun shadow of 40,000 zhang, and peak medicinal pills have a sun shadow of 80,000 zhang. The green sun just now had a full 30,000 zhang. Great, most of the medicinal pills put into the flame bottle are of the rank five mid-rank, and in the fifth rank of the mid-rank, it is not an ordinary thing."

The discussion spread, and the sixteen black-armored giants placed the huge flame bottle in front of the main seat and took care of them.

Ning Fan's eyes swept across the Flame Light Bottle. In the century-old dream, he had heard the Pill Emperor introduce it.

Putting medicine pills in the flame bottle will reflect different levels of sun shadows.

There are suns in all four heavens and nine realms, and all of them can see the sun, but this sun is like a mirror, and no one can touch it.

The sun that the monk saw in his eyes did not actually exist, it was just a phantom.

It is rumored that at the time of ancient times, the Immortal Emperor Palm opened reincarnation and refined the Yin and Yang two elixir, the yin elixir is the moon, and the yang elixir is the sun. And use great magic to disperse the shadow of the sun and the moon, so that in the four days and nine worlds, no matter which interface, you can see the change of the sun and the moon.

The so-called sun is a non-existent medicinal pill refined by the Immortal Emperor, and its rank is immeasurable.

This flame light bottle uses the shadow of the sun to identify the level of medicine pills, and it can be considered to have borrowed this legend.

"The flame light bottle has been taken, and you can prepare to open the furnace for alchemy. The third and fourth rounds of the pills will be identified by the appraiser. The elixir above the fifth round will be identified by the flame light bottle. The time limit for alchemy is not limited. More than a month, otherwise it will be judged as unqualified. Dabi, start!"

Alchemy masters looked solemn, and they summoned the alchemy cauldron and opened the furnace for alchemy.

Ning Fan glanced at Mo Xiu, who happened to be looking at Ning Fan as well.

There was an inexplicable chill in Mo Xiu's eyes, which was hidden very deeply, and suddenly he said,

"Does Mingzun dare to make a bet with this hall?"

"What bet?" Ning Fan's eyes were calm, as if he knew what Mo Xiu was going to say.

"Be bet, in this third round of the big competition, who has higher alchemy skills between this hall and you!"

"What's the stake?"

"If this hall loses, you can take a treasure from this hall at will. If you lose... your black fire. It belongs to this hall!"

Mo Xiu is also acquainted. With the order of the Rain Emperor, he didn't dare to kill Ning Fan, but he tried to steal Ning Fan's flame.

A cold light flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, if Mo Xiu really just made a bet with him, he would be happy to be honest.

However, Yun Niansu has already discovered Mo Xiu's conspiracy, this time, Mo Xiu will not compete properly.

"If you lose, can I even take your life away?" Ning Fan's expression showed no emotion and anger. But it made Mo Xiu feel a chill in his heart and fought a cold war.

It's chill. It faded away in just a moment.

Mo Xiu smiled contemptuously, his alchemy might not be as good as Ning Fan, but his strength is far superior to Ning Fan.

Now that he is in his prime, he does not think that Ning Fan can take his life.

"If you have the ability to take it away, you can try it!" Mo Xiu replied imposingly.

Whoa!

Countless onlookers were in an uproar.

At the beginning of the competition, Mo Xiu made a bet with Ning Fan.

Although Ning Fan's medicine soul is very strong, the second round is also the first. But most people don't know what realm the Ning Fan Dan technique has reached.

Mo Xiu, on the other hand, is a senior alchemist who is famous in hundreds of countries. He has a very high prestige. He is also the master of the Chitian Palace, and he is a close associate of the seventh prince of the Rain Palace.

For a time, not everyone thought that Ning Fan would win.

Even after seeing Mo Xiu's confident smile, many people have more confidence in Mo Xiu's victory.

In the second round of the competition, if Mo Xiu was not injured, he might not be weaker than Ning Fan.

"Why did Gherkin bet with that old man. If he loses, wouldn't he give the black fire to others?" Yue Lingkong asked worriedly.

"Sister Yue doesn't believe in Big Brother? Has Big Brother ever done anything unsure?" Xu Qiuling looked confident.

In the troll remnant world. The Eight Patriarchs are all recovering from their injuries. King Lanling entered the world with a strong force, and although he was defeated and retreated, the blow to the Eighth Patriarch was not small.

The Eighth Patriarch is neither dead nor alive, and there is a danger of his body dissipating at any time.

After being tossed by King Lanling like this, the bodies of the eight people became even more illusory.

"Hateful! If this palace gets the chance, it will definitely smash Prince Lanling into tens of thousands of pieces and destroy his entire clan!" A vicious female voice sounded.

"Let's put the matter of King Lanling aside for now. He is not seriously injured, and he doesn't dare to make trouble again. But the eight of us have come to a time when our bodies are disintegrating. It could have been delayed for another ten years, but it was brought forward by the Lanling child. Doomsday. The 'Evil Sea Pill' circulating in the clan has been exhausted, and we need to ask another alchemist to refine this pill." An old man said hoarsely.

"Who do you want? Although Nie Haidan is only a Rank 5 peak medicine pill, the average Rank 6 alchemist may not be able to make it successfully. There are only those 7 Rank 6 alchemists in the rain world, and none of them are as big as me. The devil is good, why do we concoct alchemy for us, and we can reveal our identity to outsiders?" A mean female voice retorted.

"This time, there may be a rank five peak alchemist who has the ability to refine the evil sea pill." The hoarse old man sneered.

"Who? The alchemists that Juqing Xiaoer invited for his daughter are not weak, but none of them are rank five peak alchemists."

"Zhou Ming!"

"Impossible, this son is less than 500 bone years old, and it is already against the sky to achieve Rank 5. How can he have a peak Rank 5 alchemy? He won the first place in the second round before, mostly because of Dan Ding and Dan It's just too hot." A mean female voice retorted.

"You can wait and see... This old man has eaten a lot of alchemy spirits in his life. His medicinal spirits are especially delicious. This old man won't get it wrong, hehe... It's a pity that before the big event is completed, I still need this son to refine the evil sea pill, otherwise If so, the old man wouldn't mind tasting his medicinal soul." The hoarse old man sneered evilly.

The moment he sneered, including Ju Yan, all the other seven ancestors trembled instinctively with their primordial spirits.

Their seventh ancestors were all masters of the troll clan, and they were demon cultivators.

But only the hoarse old man is a truly terrifying devil...

Feng Xueyan, who was sleeping on the ice-cold bed beside him, suddenly clenched his little hand.

In fact, she had already woken up, but she overheard the conversation of the Eighth Ancestor, a fragrant heart, turned up the stormy waves, and her face was pale.

"They...are they trying to eat my brother-in-law! I, I must tell my brother-in-law!"

"Grandpa... Grandpa is a bad guy!"

"Here... where is..."

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