The Path to Immortality

"What a sharp-tongued person who confuses right and wrong!"

Shen Huaiqian was furious and immediately wanted to use facts as an example to refute Master Xu.

However, Fang Ping waved his hand to stop him.

This monk who jumped out of nowhere to cause trouble was obviously being instigated by others and deliberately causing trouble.

It's impossible to convince the other party with words, because they don't want to be reasonable at all.

The best way is to slap you in the face with the facts!

He spoke slowly and said: "Alchemist Xu, it sounds like you have no objection to the sect's appointment, but you just doubt Fang's level in alchemy?"

Alchemist Xu glanced at the two elders with his peripheral vision, and saw that one of them had his eyes closed and the other was holding a book in his hand, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem, as if he had not noticed the trivial matters here at all, and he immediately felt confident.

He said loudly: "Yes, I just doubt your alchemy level, Fellow Daoist Fang!"

As he said that, he looked at the disciples around him, and his tone was a little more bewildering: "As we all know, the alchemy path is broad and profound. Without decades of study, it is impossible to become a true alchemy master. This fellow Taoist Fang has the qualifications of the Four Spiritual Roots. It is said that Only those in their fifties can build a foundation. With such qualifications, I am afraid that I have used up all my time to practice. How can I have enough time to delve into the alchemy path? God knows how valuable this level of alchemy master is!"

Fang Ping was not angry at all when he was suspected in person.

After all, it’s the truth that hurts the most, not rumors.

Fang Ping smiled lightly and said, "In this case, as long as I prove my identity as a first-level alchemist, Master Xu can withdraw his objection."

Master Xu shook his head: "An ordinary first-level alchemy master is not enough. You must be skilled enough and able to refine first-level elixirs with a certain degree of difficulty before I will recognize your identity as the deacon of the Alchemy Hall."

Fang Ping dismissed this and said coldly: "Do you admit it? Fang's alchemy attainments have been recognized by dozens of fellow foundation-building disciples. The position of deacon of the alchemy hall was specially appointed by Lingyun ancestor. Why bother? Do you want to admit it? "

"you!"

Master Xu didn't expect Fang Ping to suddenly turn against him, and his expression suddenly darkened.

After giving the other party an embarrassment, Fang Ping softened his tone again: "Although Alchemist Xu does not have this qualification, I also know that among all of you, there must be some people who have doubts about Fang Fang's alchemy skills. So, I can do it in public. Proof, but does Master Xu want to show something? For example, what is the bet? "

Seeing Fang Ping suddenly mention the bet, Master Xu's expression changed slightly.

His knowledge of Fang Ping was limited, but since the other party dared to propose a bet, he must have some confidence in his own level.

If you agree to a bet hastily, the odds of winning are unpredictable!

But in full view of everyone, if he didn't dare to accept it, wouldn't it be equivalent to admitting the other party's alchemy attainments?

For a moment, Master Xu was in a dilemma and felt tangled in his heart.

Seeing this, a deacon of the alchemy hall who was watching the excitement added fuel to the fire and said: "Alchemist Xu, since you are so sure, why don't you take a gamble with fellow Taoist Fang? As long as he cannot refine a high-level first-level elixir in public, Naturally, I don’t have the face to continue to hold the position of deacon.”

This deacon seemed to be arrogant, but in fact he was indirectly helping Fang Ping.

Fang Ping, who was a little confused, gave Shen Huaiqian a questioning look.

The latter looked unmoved and secretly used his magic power to transmit the message: "This person is Yan Deacon, who was born in the master-disciple sect. During his Qi training period, he served under Deputy Master Wei of Zhengyang Palace, and he has a certain relationship with us. Incense love.”

Fang Ping suddenly understood.

At the same time as the message was transmitted, Shen Huaiqian also joined the ranks of provocateurs: "Master Xu, if you don't dare to accept this bet, then take the initiative to apologize and retreat from the palace. Don't interfere with business."

As soon as these words came out, Master Xu became anxious.

If he bows his head to an alchemist from another sect today, he will become a joke within the family sect from now on.

Fortunately, most alchemists require a quiet and private place to make alchemy, and are most afraid of being disturbed. At this moment, in front of everyone, with a group of alchemy masters pointing their fingers, even a monk who originally had superb alchemy skills might not perform well.

My chances of winning are actually not small!

Thinking like this, Alchemist Xu looked at Shen Huaiqian and Fang Ping with provocative eyes, and said without any sign of weakness: "It can be seen that Deacon Shen has great confidence in this fellow Daoist Fang. I just don't know if fellow Daoist Fang's alchemy skills are as good as his." The words are so exquisite.”

Immediately, he turned his palm and took out a 200-year-old [Purple Jade Ginseng] from his storage bag and showed it to everyone.

"How about just betting on this 200-year-old elixir?"

As soon as the purple jade ginseng, which was as thick as a child's arm and exuded a strong medicinal fragrance, appeared, it immediately attracted the coveted and envious eyes of many Alchemy Hall disciples.

"However, I also have a few requests."

Alchemist Xu changed the topic and said: "First of all, Fellow Daoist Fang must refine it here in front of everyone, so as to avoid fraud."

"Secondly, the elixir chosen by Fellow Daoist Fang must be a first-level elixir with a certain degree of difficulty."

"Finally, we can't wait here indefinitely for you to refine it, so we can only do it three times."

"As long as one of the spiritual elixirs is refined out of the three refinings of Fellow Daoist Fang, I will admit that Fellow Daoist Fang is worthy of the position of deacon of the elixir hall, and I am willing to admit defeat and give him the purple jade ginseng!"

Three chances?

This condition is barely fair.

Fang Ping pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, just follow what Alchemist Xu said."

Seeing that Fang Ping really agreed, the alchemy masters and alchemy hall disciples present all became excited and moved closer.

Some want to watch the excitement, while others plan to take the opportunity to observe and learn from others.

Someone else's eyes flickered, as if they had bad intentions, and wanted to make a noise at the critical moment to interfere with Fang Ping's alchemy.

Shen Huaigan knew what these people were thinking.

He immediately scolded them and drove them out ten feet away, trying not to give them any chance.

Ignoring the noise and gazes around him, Fang Ping released the black crystal alchemy furnace from his storage bag.

After a moment of hesitation, he took out a batch of materials for the [Anhun Duyou Dan].

This first-level inferior elixir, after swallowing, can slowly repair the injuries of the soul. The difficulty of refining is much higher than Huiyuan Dan and Bailian Ningxue Dan, second only to Shengyuan Dan.

It can be used to show strength without showing too much.

Putting the prepared materials into the alchemy furnace, Fang Ping sat cross-legged, pinched the magic formula, and raised the scorching sun true fire.

The great scorching sun true fire burned steadily at the bottom of the alchemy furnace. The terrifying power and a hint of the true meaning of the Southern Ming Fire contained in it immediately changed the faces of several alchemy hall deacons who knew the goods.

Elders Luo and Song, who were at the head of the hall, finally had different reactions.

The moment they saw Fang Ping could control such true fire so stably, the two elders knew that Master Xu Dan would lose the bet today.

If nothing unexpected happened, the other party would definitely be able to secure the position of the alchemy hall deacon.

Time passed.

Fang Ping calmly cast a series of spells, controlling the changes in the medicinal power in the alchemy furnace and adjusting the temperature from time to time.

His movements were not very fast, but they gave people a sense of beauty. It was obvious that he was extremely proficient in refining the Soul-Soothing and Deliverance Pill and could do it at will.