Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Xuan Ding Emperor, don't you recognize that powerful man?"

Nanshan Longjun smiled lightly.

"I don't know him."

Emperor Xuanding nodded lightly.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say."

Nanshan Longjun smiled.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

In the audience, the seventh princess looked at Su Han calmly, the hatred in her eyes undisguised.

"Seventh Princess, otherwise I will find a chance in the future..."

Aunt Xu whispered.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

The seventh princess glanced at her.

"yes!"

Aunt Xu nodded immediately. Thinking that there were many Holy Lords present here and the sound transmission may not be reliable, she immediately shut up.

"Master Wu Xin, Mr. Long almost cost his own life for you this time.

I think you two, one old and the other young, are quite destined, so why not just recognize each other as relatives? "

The Sword God Yinhuang smiled lightly.

Acknowledge?

The eyes of Long Yongkang, Long Sanye and others suddenly lit up.

But many people's eyes became serious, including Xuanyuan Po.

If Su Han really had a deeper relationship with Nanshan Longjun Mansion, the sequelae left by the road to seizing luck would be useless to Kunlun.

Those major saints who were planning to join forces to suppress Kunlun later may give up their thoughts because of this.

Unless their fists are bigger than Nanshan Longjun, how many holy masters are there?

And the attitude shown by the Sword God Yinhuang today seems to be leaning towards Kunlun...

"Liu Qingyang of the Taikoo Hidden Sect died in the hands of Su Han, but the Sword God Hidden Emperor was not angry at all..."

Many people murmured secretly in their hearts.

Nanshan Longjun's eyes lit up, he looked Su Han up and down, and then he laughed and said:

"Master Wu Xin, I am older than you. I wonder if I am lucky enough to accept you as my adopted son?"

"My foster father is here. Please pay my respects to my son, Su Han."

Su Han hardly hesitated and saluted with clasped fists.

Long Yongkang, Long Sanye and others suddenly laughed.

After today, Su Han will be their younger brother.

"Kunlun can't move..."

Many people sighed secretly.

"It turns out that Taoist Wuxin's birthright is Su Han..."

It was only then that many people discovered that they didn't know Su Han's destiny at all, and they found out today.

"Okay, okay."

Nanshan Longjun laughed and nodded, the joy in his eyes undisguised.

The next moment, he took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Su Han.

"There is a 'Turbo Pill' inside. When you condense the luck turbine, swallowing it can increase the success rate."

Nanshan Longjun smiled.

"This is good stuff."

"Old Lord Long is bleeding heavily this time."

"Turbo Pills, even the Ziji Pill Emperor doesn't have many in his hands, right?"

The strong men on the True Dragon List laughed.

There were many quasi-sages present today. When they heard about Turbine Pill, their eyes turned green, like vicious wolves, staring at the porcelain bottle in Su Han's hand, almost drooling.

To be promoted to the Golden Body of Twelve Tribulations, one needs bone powder, and to be promoted to a Saint, one needs Turbine Pill.

In fact, it is not necessary, but the success rate that Turbo Pill can increase is enough to make all quasi-sages spend all their money to buy one.

It's just that the spiritual materials for refining Turbo Pills are extremely rare. Even the Turbo Pills that Ziji Pill Emperor usually refines are only enough for his disciples to use. Occasionally, there are abundant ones, but they are basically digested by the strong men in the same circle. .

It is difficult for an ordinary quasi-sage to buy a Turbo Pill, unless it is purchased at a premium. However, at normal prices, a Turbo Pill would cost millions of top-grade spiritual coins. The premium would be at least twice that, and would require two million top-grade spiritual coins.

Either a quasi-sage can come up with this money, or even a saint may not be able to come up with this money sometimes.

"Thank you, foster father."

Su Han put away the porcelain vase and saluted Nan Longjun with clasped fists.

"No need to be polite, the value of being called a foster father is far more than that."

Nanshan Longjun smiled.

"When I was promoted to Saint, I didn't have Turbo Pill."

Behind Nanshan Longjun, Long Yongkang said faintly.

Nanshan Longjun ignored him and said with a smile: "Let's continue the competition. What's next?"

Yes, there is also a competition.

Everyone almost forgot about this incident.

Thinking of this, the strong men on the True Dragon List couldn't help but smile bitterly on their faces. They had all lost their martial arts cultivation and medical skills.

Next, only the way of alchemy and the way of the craftsman remain.

If they can't regain points on these two points, they will have to agree to the Jialan God Clan's request this time and give up a large piece of territory!

"Let's talk about Bidan next."

The Dragon King smiled lightly.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ziji Pill Emperor, and then looked at the quasi-sage sent by Ziji Pill Emperor.

The young quasi-sage seemed to be very thin-skinned. When everyone stared at him, he immediately blushed and his eyes became a little wandering.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but sigh.

Can this guy?

"I haven't heard that Taoist Master Wu Xin can make alchemy. He shouldn't be able to do alchemy."

"It seems so."

"The Jialan Protoss has already scored twenty points for their martial arts cultivation and medical skills. Next, they probably won't be able to get ten points for their alchemy skills. As long as the craftsman's way wins again, it will only be a tie at most..."

"Wu, Taoist Master Wu Xin, my name is Weng Yuan, please give me your advice."

The young quasi-sage raised his fists and saluted Su Han, with two blushes still on his cheeks.

"Emperor Ziji Pill, you, my disciple and grandson, can you do this?"

Some powerful people on the True Dragon List couldn't help but question.

"Among the younger generation, he is number one."

Ziji Pill Emperor said calmly.

When everyone heard this, they immediately became silent.

Since Emperor Ziji Dan said so, they had no reason to refute, they could only pin their hopes on Weng Yuan.

"This time you are competing in the alchemy method. What you are comparing is the grade of the elixir, the elixir's success rate, and the elixir's difficulty."

Ziji Pill Emperor came between the two of them and glanced at both parties, "That's all the rules, do you have anything to say?"

"Master, can I refine the 'Turbine Pill'?"

Weng Yuan whispered.

The tone seemed a little unconfident.

Turbo Dan?

Everyone was a little surprised.

Can a quasi-sage be able to refine this kind of Dayan Divine Pill?

Although Turbine Pill is only Dayan's first-level magic pill, because its spiritual materials are extremely rare, it is difficult to refine the pill, and the pill-making rate is low. Ordinary Dayan pill masters do not dare to open it easily unless they can bear the losses after failure. !

"Do you have any spiritual materials?"

Ziji Pill Emperor said calmly.

"have."

Weng Yuan nodded quickly.

"That's fine."

Ziji Pill Emperor nodded lightly.

"Well, the rate at which Turbo Pill becomes a pill is not high. If it fails, this competition will be lost."

Lord Linggu Yao said with a strange expression.

All the powerful men nodded and looked at Ziji Pill Emperor.

"How sure are you?"

Ziji Pill Emperor ignored everyone and just looked at Weng Yuan.

"Eighty percent yes..."

Weng Yuan still looked unconfident.

Eighty percent?

Everyone looked strange and stopped saying anything.

If you are really 80% sure, then you will definitely win this competition.

Even if the opponent refines the ordinary Dayan first-level magic elixir, he still can't beat the Turbo elixir!

"What elixir do you want to make?"

Ziji Pill Emperor looked at Su Han.

"Dragon Bone Phoenix Blood Pill."

Su Han smiled.

Everyone fell into silence again.

Ziji Pill Emperor looked strange, "Are you sure? This is Dayan's second-level divine pill... Do you have true dragon bone powder and phoenix blood?"

"have."

Su Han nodded slightly.

At this moment, there were many Holy Lords nearby who had participated in the auction at the Ghost Tower, such as Fan Donghai from the Taikoo Hidden Sect.

He is also a strong person on the True Dragon List, and he is still standing on a high platform now.

"It turns out that the guy who had the true dragon bone powder and bought the phoenix blood was him..." Fan Donghai stared at Su Han with a strange look on his face.