Chapter Nine Hundred and Seventy Eight

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The entire Danyun Mountain was shrouded in a dignified and chilling atmosphere.

In front of the main hall square, there are many figures.

Two groups of people sat facing each other, one group was headed by the master of the alchemy academy, master Yun Cang and other elders sat behind, and behind them were densely packed disciples of the alchemy academy and alchemists who came to watch the battle.

There are only twenty or thirty people in the other group. The leader is an old man with a thin face and a cold expression. He is also wearing a five-dragon pill robe.

Afterwards, the four dragons and the three dragon alchemists sat upright, with stern faces and awe-inspiring aura.

In the middle of the two sides, two Silong alchemists sat opposite each other, each envoy made a cauldron, and they were refining elixirs.

A moment later, the cauldron of the alchemist on the opposite side shook slightly, and a flash of spiritual light rushed out, fell into his palm, and turned into a golden elixir.

"I won!"

He sneered and looked up at his opponent.

The expression of the alchemist in the alchemy academy changed, and his mind was in a state of confusion. With a bang, the furnace exploded.

"How could this be..." He murmured, a little lost.

"Hmph! What alchemy academy is vulnerable! It's a bunch of trash!" the alchemist sneered, his face full of mockery.

Then, the corner of his mouth twitched, revealing a stern look, "Now, according to the regulations, let's abolish the tripod!"

The alchemist of the alchemy academy twitched, and his whole body trembled.

Waste tripod!

This is the greatest humiliation for an alchemist!

Making a covenant to abolish the tripod is equivalent to a life-and-death struggle.

"How could Elder Ling lose..."

"This is the fourth one!"

In the Danyuan camp, there was despair and pessimism.

The master sat there with his hands on his knees,

Slowly clenched.

Seeing the elders being humiliated and having to abolish the cauldron, his heart was extremely painful.

"It's not useless, what are you talking about! You alchemy academy, are you a bunch of cowards!" The alchemist on the opposite side stood up and sneered, with an arrogant look on his face.

Master Ling trembled, raised his hand, and grabbed his tripod.

"sorry!"

He murmured, closed his eyes in pain, and shook the hand holding the tripod, the tripod trembled, lost its brilliance in an instant, and turned into a piece of scrap iron.

Holding the tripod, he sat there for a long time, his face was ashen, and his expression was in a trance.

After a long time, he stood up, held Ding in his arms, and stumbled back.

"Elder Ling!"

A disciple is calling him.

However, he seemed to be unable to hear, and the whole person lost his soul.

"Hahaha!"

The skinny old man on the opposite side laughed loudly, the louder the laugh, the crazier the laugh, "Bai Muqiu, your subordinates are all a bunch of trash! I've said it long ago, you are not as good as me!"

"But... that old man just doesn't listen, he just wants to pass on the position of the head of the school to you, and he also said that my intentions are not right, so he expelled me from the alchemy courtyard."

"But now that I'm back, I want to show that dead old man and let him know that he was wrong! I'm not only more talented than you, but also better at teaching people. The one who took over the alchemy academy back then should be Me, not you."

The old man yelled loudly, his expression frantic.

"Today, I'm back, and I want to get back what belongs to me."

His gaze was like a sword, pointing directly at the master.

The headmaster was silent for a long time, sighed, and said, "Junior Brother, why are you doing this?"

"Don't call me Junior Brother, you are not worthy!"

The skinny old man roared wildly with a hideous expression.

"Bai, you have no one left, you are the only one left, now it's our turn to play, if you win, I'll go, if you lose, you go, return the Danyuan to me."

Principal Bai said: "The Alchemy Academy is not yours in the first place, how can I return it to you, even if I lose, I will not give you the Alchemy Academy, but I will retire."

"Retire?"

A sneer appeared on the skinny old man's face, "Okay! Since you can't get it, then I will destroy your Danyuan, so that you will have no place to stand in the Southern Region."

"You...why bother to kill them all!"

Master Bai said bitterly.

"I like it, do you care? Bai, don't talk nonsense, get out of here, let's have a fight."

"What do you want to compare?"

"Tongshen Pill!" The skinny old man paused every word, "The pill that the old man wanted to refine all his life!"

Principal Bai hesitated for a while, but still agreed, "Okay!"

"I have prepared the materials, one for each person!"

As he said that, the skinny old man raised his hand, shot out streaks of spiritual light, and landed on the ground.

He strode forward, sat down cross-legged, took out another tripod, and went straight to refine it.

Principal Bai also stood up, walked up, took out the cauldron and started refining.

As time passed, everyone became more and more anxious.

Five full hours later, the cauldron in front of the skinny old man shook, an incomparable brilliance gushed out, and a flawless elixir fell and fell into his palm.

"Damn old man, have you seen that I have refined it, the one surnamed Bai, you lost!"

As he said that, he strode forward, and a mighty aura erupted from his whole body, rushing forward.

Affected by this disturbance, Principal Bai's body shook, and with a puff, blood spewed out, and the cauldron also exploded with a bang.

"You... despicable!"

Everyone in Danyuan shouted angrily, and the crowd was furious.

"Hmph! Even if I don't do it, he will lose. If you don't believe me, just ask him." The skinny old man said disdainfully.

Master Bai clutched his chest, stood up, waved his hands at everyone, and said, "I lost!"

"Hahaha! Did you hear that, he surrendered, he is not as good as me! You Danyuan, five battles and five losses, are all a bunch of trash."

The skinny old man looked around and laughed wildly.

"You, shut up!"

"You bastard!"

Everyone was angry and cursed.

"Aren't you convinced? Okay! You should come and beat us! Do you still have anyone?"

The skinny old man asked coldly.

In an instant, the scolding from all directions stopped, and everyone was silent.

Even the principal and several elders who were fourth-level alchemists also lost, so there are no one left among them.

They gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, feeling extremely humiliated.

Today, their Danyuan was slaughtered, and they didn't even win once.

"Haha! Look, there's no one there!"

The skinny old man, and a group of alchemists behind him all burst into laughter, sarcastically.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a corner of the square: "Let me come!"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

In the entire square, everyone's gazes were swept over there in unison.

Taking a closer look, everyone was stunned.

The next moment, the laughter sounded again.

"Hahaha! What a kid!"

"Hey! Kid, how old are you! Is your hair all grown? Hurry up and go home and drink milk, don't come here blindly."

The group of alchemists laughed out loud, because the person who spoke was a young boy, in his early twenties, he was not even a formal alchemist at this age, what qualifications did he have to stand up and fight!