Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Sixteen! What concept is this!

The average alchemist can only make 6 to 8 pills. In other words, Zhang Yifeng can refine one batch of pills, which is equal to the number of other ordinary alchemists who can refine two or even three batches!

If it was just a numerical advantage, Bai Li wouldn't be surprised. What really shocked him was the quality of these pills.

Of the sixteen Qingying Pills refined by Zhang Yifeng, six were of the highest quality, while the other ten were all of the highest quality.

"This...junior brother, you are too awesome!"

"You can't be the reincarnation of King Dan!"

Looking at Zhang Yifeng dumbfounded, Bai Li exclaimed twice in a row.

Although he had long known that his junior brother was very perverted, he did not expect that his alchemy skills would be so perverted to this extent.

What he didn't know was that Zhang Yifeng was once really the Dan King, but he was not reincarnated, but reborn, and he remembered all the memories of his previous life.

Seeing the shocked look in Bai Li's eyes, Zhang Yifeng smiled and shook his head, saying: "Brother, it's just a pot of pills, there's no need to be so exaggerated."

"exaggerate?"

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Bai Li quickly shook his head and said solemnly: "Junior brother, do you know that if this matter spreads, even if you don't get the top ten in the International Alchemy Conference, you will. Countless sects and families have extended olive branches to you."

Zhang Yifeng fell silent after hearing this.

He naturally believed what Bai Li said, because in his previous life, he was the Alchemy King, and he knew the significance of a talented alchemy master to a sect or family.

That is definitely not comparable to spiritual stones and treasures.

However, the reason why he came to the International Alchemy Conference was not to allow some sect or family to recruit him.

He wants to become famous so that he can meet his lost friends on earth more quickly.

Bai Li saw that Zhang Yifeng didn't speak, so he quickly asked: "Junior brother, time is running out, let's continue making alchemy."

But who knows, Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said: "Senior brother, the first round is just a knockout round. The batch of pills I have refined is enough. There is no need to refine it anymore."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Bai Li was stunned for a moment. Thinking of the pills that Zhang Yifeng had refined, he reacted instantly.

The ninth-level top-quality elixir cannot be refined by ordinary ninth-level alchemists. Zhang Yifeng refined six of them in one furnace.

Although he didn't know the strength of the other participating alchemists, he knew that Zhang Yifeng could easily advance with these six top-quality Qingying Dans.

"Junior brother, you are really a monster!" In the end, Bai Li just said this.

Zhang Yifeng smiled, then put away the remaining two materials and waited for the end of time.

Outside the Dan Pagoda, whether they were the crowd of onlookers who noticed Zhang Yifeng or Situ Wugou and others, their eyes all showed astonishment at this moment.

The organizer prepared three materials for the participating alchemists, and the remaining elixirs, whether successful or failed, were refined in three furnaces.

But why did Zhang Yifeng stop after refining one furnace?

Could it be that he thought he could advance by just refining one batch of elixirs?

But, how is this possible!

In previous international alchemy conferences, there has never been such a precedent, because the alchemists who can participate in the international alchemy conference are not much different in strength.

If you want to win with a furnace of elixirs, unless the Alchemy King takes action himself, it is impossible for such a thing to happen.

Because level 9 elixirs are not easy to refine, even if the refining process is the simplest level 9 elixir, if it is refined by a level 9 alchemist, the success rate is not very high.

Moreover, the quality of the elixir cannot be guaranteed.

Therefore, when everyone saw that Zhang Yifeng had only refined one batch of elixirs and then gave up, they all shook their heads and sighed.

Among the crowd, Baitu Tianhe looked anxious, and his face even turned pale because of his anxiety.

"Brother Zhang Yifeng, you should make another furnace, there is no time!"

If there is anyone present who most hopes that Zhang Yifeng can achieve good results in this international alchemy conference, it must be him.

Ever since Zhang Yifeng won the first place in the Manzhou Alchemy Conference on behalf of the Baitu family, the honor and disgrace of their Baitu family has been linked to Zhang Yifeng.

But Zhang Yifeng's behavior at this moment made Baitu Tianhe's heart suddenly rise to his throat.

Especially when time passed minute by minute and Zhang Yifeng had no intention of refining the pill again, Baitu Tianhe's heart was filled with despair.

"Hey, maybe this is the fate of the Baitu family!"

Baitu Tianhe let out a long sigh. He no longer had the excitement and anticipation he had at the beginning. He no longer had any hope for this International Alchemy Conference.

Despite this, he did not blame Zhang Yifeng, because he knew very well that Zhang Yifeng only attended the alchemy conference in the name of the Baitu family, and he did not owe the Baitu family anything.

Even, as Zhang Yifeng won the first place in Manzhou, the Baitu family received a lot of benefits.

These benefits actually made the Baitu family owe Zhang Yifeng a lot.

Therefore, although Baitu Tianhe was lost, he did not resent Zhang Yifeng.

At this time, in a remote corner, the attendant said to Linghu Nanruo anxiously: "Young President, why doesn't Mr. Zhang continue to make alchemy?"

If he continues, he can still refine it again, and then the probability of promotion will be higher.

Linghu Nanruo shook his head and said with a somewhat solemn expression: "From what I know about him, he is not someone who just gives up casually. He should have his own plans for doing this. We should believe him."

The entourage nodded, took a deep look at Zhang Yifeng, who had his eyes closed, and then looked at Linghu [Biquge www.xbqg5200.me] Nanruo. He opened his mouth several times, but in the end, no words came out. .

On the high platform, Liu Yue saw this scene, turned around and looked at Situ Wugou, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, he seems to be letting you down."

Hearing the obvious sarcastic tone in Liu Yue's voice, Situ Wugou's face turned ugly for a while.

He wanted to refute, but found that there was no room for refutation.

In the end, perhaps for the sake of vindictiveness, he snorted coldly and said: "I'm afraid it's a bit premature to draw conclusions before the matter reaches the end?"

Liu Yue sneered. She knew that what Situ Wugou said was mostly harsh words.

"Your Majesty, is it too early? You will know later. Now let us wait and see."

When Situ Wugao heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he turned his head and looked at Luo Feng, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Deacon Luo, what do you think?"