Chapter 1233: Write a Word

Is this person bluffing?

Han Xinyan couldn't make up her mind, the man in front of her was too confident, such a person was either really confident, or a lunatic. E novel ? ? ?

"Then compare the eighth-rank pill!" She said in a deep voice.

At this moment, she really felt that she should pay attention to him, and she no longer dared to underestimate Ling Han.

"I refine... the Nine Emperor Golden Bell Pill." This is also an eighth-rank pill, but it is not comparable to the Wild Blood Spirit Pill in terms of efficacy or difficulty, but the Wild Blood Spirit Pill can almost be said to be a ninth-rank pill , Therefore, no matter what pill she chooses to refine, it is impossible to surpass the difficulty, so naturally it doesn't matter what to refine.

As long as Ling Han successfully refines the Wild Blood Spirit Pill, regardless of the quality of the pill, Ling Han wins. But on the other hand, if Ling Han exploded, and she was Cheng Dan, then Ling Han would naturally lose.

"please!"

Both sides began to prepare materials, and when Ling Han took out the Red Rain God King Fruit, Han Xinyan's beautiful eyes froze, even taking out such a divine fruit, Ling Han was definitely not joking.

Otherwise... the price is simply too high.

This guy, really has mastered such an ancient formula, and can even refine it successfully?

She felt it was absurd, but somehow, deep down in her heart, she believed that Ling Han could succeed.

This disturbed her, why did she predict that she would lose before Bibi?

The spectators were all isolated at the door, and a restriction was placed to prevent them from making a loud noise and disturbing the competition between the two.

Yun Yongwang and Kang Xiuyuan can only believe in Ling Han now, although they can't accept it, but in the past half a year or so, this Great Elder has improved to a higher level.

Boom, the divine flame is rising, and the two young alchemists have already started their own refining.

As soon as Ling Han started alchemy, he immediately entered a state of forgetting both things and me.

Wild Blood Spirit Pill is the most difficult pill he has encountered so far, and it is also his current limit. Therefore, even he has to be careful, and if he is not careful, his previous efforts will be wasted.

It takes a whole month to refine the eighth-order divine elixir. This is not only a test of patience and perseverance, but also requires strong Yuanli and soul support. Because this is equivalent to fighting with all your strength, how many people can fight continuously for such a long time?

One pause can lead to a blast furnace.

Therefore, the higher one goes, the fewer alchemists.

Ling Han forgot everything, this was not just a competition, the Wild Blood Spirit Pill he refined was originally the magic medicine he needed at this stage. Therefore, it is natural to be serious if you can defeat the enemy and benefit yourself.

During the one-month alchemy period, everyone came and went, and came and went, who would have the patience to see the end from the beginning except the alchemist? However, for the majority of alchemists, this is really a gluttonous feast. Watching two eighth-rank alchemists fight is of great benefit to them.

And when the last day came, people from almost the entire city crowded over to see the final result with their own eyes.

"Open!" Almost in no particular order, Ling Han and Han Xinyan tapped the alchemy furnace at the same time, bang, and the furnace cover flew up immediately. But this time, Ling Han didn't hide his clumsiness anymore, and used Sanhuo Yin, his best technique.

"Ah!" Yun Yongwang and Kang Xiuyuan opened their mouths wide enough to stuff an egg into it.

Sanhuoyin, that must be Sanhuoyin!

Both of them said in their hearts, but Sanhuo Yin is obviously the master's unique skill, and it was only passed on to them two, and they didn't pass it on to anyone in Hengtian Continent, so where did Ling Han learn it? of?

Could it be that this is the master's second-life disciple?

Phew, a elixir flew out of the elixir furnace with bright light, dancing wildly in the sky.

This is the Wild Blood Elixir.

Made it!

Han Xinyan just glanced at it, and then sighed in her heart. With her eyesight, just by looking at the Red Rain God King Fruit among the raw materials, she can conclude that what Ling Han is refining is definitely the Wild Blood Spirit Pill.

But now Dan Cheng, the result is self-evident.

She loses, Ling Han wins!

"I lost!" she said convincingly.

Everyone was stunned. Who would have thought that Ling Han would actually become an eighth-rank alchemist, and defeated the genius among geniuses, Han Xinyan!

The people in Baoling Pavilion are all petrified.

For the past six months, they have been waiting for the eighth-rank alchemist who is studying the ancient alchemy formula in seclusion, but that person has not left the seclusion. Coincidentally, Han Xinyan happened to come to see Lin Yuqi, so she was entrusted by Lin Yuqi to challenge Han Xinyan. Lin Pavilion.

Han Xinyan is a well-known young alchemist with innumerable halos on her head. All in all, she was born for alchemy, and she is one of the top ten most talented alchemists in the Great Chiyang Emperor Dynasty.

But now...she lost to a younger person.

Incredible! It's incredible!

Han Xinyan was indeed proud, but she was definitely not a person who did not keep her word. She immediately brought a teacup to Ling Han, and using her finger as a sword, she carved the word "serve" at Ling Han's feet.

Willing to gamble and admit defeat, be open and aboveboard.

Ling Han nodded secretly, this woman's temperament is good, and her alchemy talent is high, which made him move the idea of ​​accepting the sixth disciple.

It's just that the two of them have the same level of alchemy, and their positions are opposite. If he said that he wanted to accept disciples, it would probably be the result of a blank stare.

He took a sip of tea and said: "Dan has also compared and drank the tea, so let's say goodbye!"

"Wait!" Han Xinyan said, she bit her lip and said, "I will challenge you again!"

"Hehe, yes, but I have to wait until I have time." Ling Han said with a smile, this is not an excuse, but his focus is on martial arts after all, it is impossible to keep refining alchemy.

Looking at the two with Yun Yong, Ling Han walked away.

The onlookers naturally dispersed, but when the three of them returned to Hanlin Pavilion, they immediately found that the traffic here was at least five times higher than when they left, and this was just the beginning.

"Dare to ask the Great Elder, what you used before...was the Three Fire Yin?" After returning to Hanlin Pavilion, Kang Xiuyuan couldn't wait to ask.

Ling Han smiled and said, "That's right!" After half a year of observation—although it wasn't him, but Guang Yuan and Zhu Wujiu, Ling Han can conclude that these two apprentices have no connection with Yunfeng Sect, so they probably haven't forgotten their duties .

"Great elder, you, where did you learn this secret technique?" Yun Yongwang asked.

"Where?" Ling Han smiled reminiscently, "This is my original technique!"

Teng, Teng, Yun Yongwang and Kang Xiuyuan stood up at the same time, showing anger.

Dare to say that the three fire Yin created by their master is his original creation? This is too shameless. No matter how the other party helps Han Lin Pavilion, there is a principle and a bottom line that must not be compromised.

That is their master, like a god, like a real fairy, must not be desecrated!

"I think it's time for the Great Elder to leave!" Yun Yongwang said coldly.