Chapter 1226 Who Is Number One?

Chapter 1226 Who is number one?

In Xiao Fan's opinion, it should be considered unique that he was able to reach the 91st floor in such a short period of time, not to mention that his subject is still so difficult.

However, in the mouth of the woman in white, he is just the second monster, Xiao Fan is somewhat unconvinced.

"Yes, although I don't know who is better between you and him, but he passed the first round of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion by himself." The woman in white nodded.

"By yourself alone?" Xiao Fan's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Even he, Xiao Fan, came here by relying on the Shura inheritance. Although the things in the Shura inheritance belong to him, they still have different meanings from his own.

Does that person also have some inheritance like him? Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help becoming more curious about the person the woman in white was talking about.

The woman in white showed a look of reminiscence, and said: "It took him two days to clear the level, and his speed is not as good as yours, but his pharmacy skills are very strong, and he probably has already reached the legendary level."

"What's that person's name? Is he still alive?" Xiao Fan asked again.

"I don't know his name, but I can be sure that even though tens of thousands of years have passed, he must still be alive." The woman in white said very seriously.

"Tens of thousands of years?" Xiao Fan was dumbfounded. He is a person who has lived for twenty years. Even if he is a human being in two lives, the combined memory of the two lives is not only forty years old. He really can't understand the meaning of tens of thousands of years. What a concept.

Can people live tens of thousands of years? Xiao Fan didn't know how to answer this question, but the confident tone of the woman in white told him that people can really live for tens of thousands of years!

10,000 years is really too long, Xiao Fan can't describe it, the most brilliant Chinese civilization in the previous life was only around 5,000 years.

If a person can really live for thousands of years, wouldn't he be able to witness the rise and fall of a civilization?

After a long time, Xiao Fan calmed down his thoughts, and secretly said: "Ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day!"

"I hope you can pass the level." The woman in white suddenly snapped her finger, and a door of light appeared not far from Xiao Fan.

"I will." Xiao Fan smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the light gate, the moment he disappeared in the light gate, a voice echoed in his ears.

"If you can pass the level, you may be able to get a surprise you didn't expect."

It was the voice of a woman in white. When Xiao Fan turned his head, the Guangmen had disappeared, and he muttered, "An unexpected surprise? Could it be in this Wansheng Medicine Pavilion?"

When he looked up, he found a new examiner standing not far away.

"Just for this unexpected surprise, I have to go through it." Xiao Fan's expression was excited, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he suddenly discovered that this Wansheng Medicine Pavilion might not be simple.

When Xiao Fan entered the ninety-second level, the peace of the outside world was broken again

"Haha, Young Master Chu finally broke through in eleven hours. Young Master Chu is doing well. If you win another nine levels, you will be able to pass the level and create a legend!"

"I knew that the ninety-first level would not be able to stop Young Master Chu. With Young Master Chu's talent, perhaps the God of Medicine will reappear in the ancient city of my Chu family in the future!"

"It's not a possibility, but a certainty. Those who can pass the eighty levels can become the top medicine saints. Back then, the Patriarch only passed the eighty-three levels, and the highest record in this millennium is only eighty-six levels, young or old. Even if I can become the God of Medicine, I won't feel any surprise!"

The people in the ancient city of the Chu family were extremely excited. It would be a wonderful thing to witness the birth of a God of Medicine.

Many people have already started counting down. Similarly, Chu Qingyuan no longer announces the results every hour, but announces every time he passes a level.

"The ninety-third pass!" After half a cup of tea, Chu Qingyuan shouted loudly, and he was also extremely excited.

"Ninety-seventh level!" After a stick of incense, Chu Qingyuan announced the result again.

At this moment, several powerful auras swept over from a distance, and several figures appeared high above the sky.

"Greetings to Patriarch, Great Elder!" Chu Qingyuan hastily bowed in two directions towards the void.

I saw Chu Lingxiao standing in the air, and the Second Elder stood respectfully behind him. His eyes were only filled with the Holy Pharmacopoeia and nothing else.

In the other direction, a slovenly old man appeared. It was the great elder of the Chu family, the master of the Shenyao Pavilion. After more than eleven hours, he left and returned.

Being able to break through the ninety-seventh floor, even he, the number one pharmacist in the ancient city of the Chu family, may not be able to achieve this achievement, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

Back then, he only broke through eighty-six levels, but he also created the best record in the millennium. Now that his record has been broken, the Great Elder will naturally be present.

"Greetings to Patriarch, Great Elder!" Upon hearing Chu Qingyuan's words, the crowd hurriedly bowed respectfully.

"I have met the Patriarch." The elder gave a slight salute to Chu Lingxiao who was in the distance. As the master of the Shenyao Pavilion and the elder of the Chu family, his status was not much different from that of the Patriarch of the Chu family, but he still maintained his utmost respect. Basic etiquette.

"The great elder is polite." Chu Lingxiao quickly returned a salute, and he did not dare to neglect the great elder, then waved to everyone in the ancient city of the Chu family and said, "Get up, everyone."

"The ninety-eighth level." At this time, Chu Qingyuan's excited voice sounded again, and only he, as the host, could know the results of the top three.

"There are two more levels, and we are about to pass them. I wonder who it is?" The hearts of the crowd were also extremely nervous. This was a moment to witness history. Everyone was staring at the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion, for fear of missing something.

Chu Lingxiao squinted his eyes at the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion, then landed on the Great Elder, and said, "Great Elder, who do you think is the number one?"

"It should be Yunfei, he has good talent." The Great Elder thought for a while, although he usually doesn't care about world affairs, but after all, he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, so he doesn't know what Chu Lingxiao meant.

Sure enough, Chu Lingxiao showed a bright smile on his face, and said: "That may not be the case, I heard that the disciples of the great elder are very talented, and they are not inferior to Yunfei. They may be the ones who won the first place."

The Great Elder shook his head, but sneered in his heart, he was still under Yunfei, so you can simply say that your son is the number one.

The Great Elder would definitely not say these words. He said very seriously: "The second place may be them, but the first place is hopeless."

The Great Elder is telling the truth. Their apprentices, including Chu Linger, were all taught by him. How many tests they can pass, can he not know in his heart?

The first place is much stronger than he was back then, after all, the more difficult it is to get to the back, this is something the Great Elder still has self-knowledge.

"The Great Elder is too modest." Hearing what the Great Elder said, Chu Lingxiao laughed more and more happily.

In his opinion, since it wasn't the disciple of the Great Elder who won the first place, the most likely thing was his son Chu Yunfei.

He thought about being from other ancient tribes before, but now that he has reached the 98th level, Chu Lingxiao doesn't think that young people from other ancient tribes can make it to this point.

"Ninety-ninth level!" Chu Qingyuan's voice sounded again, and the originally boiling crowd fell silent instantly.

"It's only the last level? Who is the number one?"

The crowd held their breath and stared at the light door of the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion, where people still came out from the light door from time to time, and every face was branded in the eyes of the crowd.