Chapter 68: My Friend, How Did You Do It? !

Several older alchemists walked down from the judges' seats and evaluated the quality of the alchemists' pills.

The alchemists' furnaces were opened one after another.

Almost all of them could refine four or five pills.

After all, the alchemists who could come here were the top in the five regions, and the quality of the pills was the main factor.

"Wang Hong, five pills, four top-grade pills, and one medium-grade pill!"

As the furnaces were opened one after another, the best alchemy results were revealed to everyone.

With the prepared spiritual medicine, five top-grade pills could be refined without wasting any medicinal power.

This was just a little short of perfection.

After Wang Hong's results came out.

The alchemists on the stage spoke one after another.

"I think Senior Brother Wang Hong should be the champion of this session."

To be able to achieve this level within an hour is already at the top level.

Wu Feng also spoke to Yan Lan.

"Master Yan, a good teacher produces a good student. I think Senior Brother Wang should be the most powerful alchemist of this session."

Wang Hong is Yan Lan's disciple. He is already a quasi-sixth-level alchemist and the best young alchemist in Zhongzhou.

It is normal for him to win the championship.

Yan Lan glanced at Fang Yu and smiled.

"We still have to wait for the results of the competition to make a conclusion."

Although in Yan Lan's opinion, apart from the alchemist from the Southern Wilderness who is quite talented, his own disciple is the strongest.

But, in order to show off his skills, the alchemist only used an incense stick of time, which obviously wastes the power of the medicine.

So in Yan Lan's mind, the champion of this session should also be his disciple, Wang Hong.

Soon, Wang Hong's results were recorded.

Seeing Hu Chuan, Hu Chuan's eyes were full of pride.

This time, he was in an unusually good state for alchemy, and he performed exceptionally well.

"Hu Chuan, five pills were made, three of them are top-grade, and two are medium-grade."

As the pills were reported, Hu Chuan straightened his back.

Except for Wang Hong, he and another alchemist made the best pills.

The alchemists from the Southern Wasteland were at the end.

So, when they came to check the pills.

They came to the Southern Wasteland last.

Under Hu Chuan's expectant eyes, the judges finally came to Mu Dongcheng.

Opened the alchemy furnace.

"Mu Dongcheng, four pills were made, one of top-grade, two of medium-grade, and one of low-grade."

This result is very ordinary, and can only be regarded as medium and low among these alchemists.

It can't be said to be outstanding, but it's still pretty good.

But it's different in Hu Chuan's eyes.

He sneered.

"It turns out that the level of alchemists in the Southern Wasteland is just like this. I don't think we need to invite alchemists from the Southern Wasteland to participate in the competition in the future."

Mu Dongcheng blushed when he said this.

He has always taken it as his responsibility to revitalize the alchemy world in the Southern Wilderness, but the lack of inheritance and the barrenness of the Southern Wilderness have led to fewer and fewer outstanding alchemists in the Southern Wilderness in recent years.

Speaking of the Southern Wilderness, other alchemists thought of Fang Yu.

"Isn't there still that alchemist who showed off his skills? What quality can he make in an incense stick of time?"

"I think! Even if he succeeds, it may only be a low-grade pill, or even a poisonous pill that is not of grade."

Pills are divided into grades.

However, when the pill is too poisonous and the medicinal power is too weak, although it can be considered as alchemy, it is of a low-grade grade. Eating too much of this kind of pill will do more harm than good to the cultivator.

In the spectator seats, the alchemists also sneered.

"Indeed, it is very likely that it is a useless pill. Since the alchemists of the Southern Wilderness do not care about the Tianjiao Conference, we should simply disqualify them from participating."

"Yes, I think that the Southern Wilderness should hold its own conference in the future. They cannot integrate into the conference held by our Zhongzhou, so it is useless for them to come."

With Mu Dongcheng's strength, he can only participate.

There is another alchemist whose furnace exploded in the middle of the competition, and Fang Yu looked like a funny clown in the eyes of everyone.

More and more voices called for disqualifying the Southern Wilderness from participating.

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Silence."

Instantly, the whole audience was silent.

It was Yan Lan who spoke.

"Open it."

Yan Lan then said to the judges.

The judges nodded in agreement.

Then, they were going to open Fang Yu's furnace.

Hu Chuan stared at Fang Yu's furnace with a sneer on his face.

He wanted to see how bad the third-rate alchemist of the Southern Wilderness was.

Wu Feng also stared at Fang Yu's furnace.

Even if all the alchemists said that Fang Yu's pills were of very low quality, he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Yan Lan looked at Fang Yu and sighed slightly in his heart.

Such a good seedling, who could creatively combine formations and alchemy, this kind of genius, but his character was not good and he liked to show off his skills.

As a result, the quality of the pills was not good, which was a taboo in alchemy.

Then, as the alchemy furnace was opened.

A sky-high spiritual energy spread out.

An extremely pure spiritual energy drifted throughout the venue.

Those alchemists who were a little tired from refining pills smelled this spiritual energy and felt refreshed.

Hu Chuan's smile froze on his face.

Wu Feng clenched his fists and couldn't believe it.

Many alchemists stared at the alchemy furnace, their faces full of shock.

This is not a waste pill scene!

The judges looked at the alchemy furnace and were stunned.

With a ding, the lid of the alchemy furnace actually loosened from his hand and fell to the ground.

He looked a little trembling.

Yan Lan was a little unhappy.

"Liu Yun, why don't you tell me the results of this alchemist's elixir?"

Liu Yun's expression was a little trembling, and his face was full of disbelief.

After Yan Lan urged him, his voice trembled slightly.

"Fang Yu made ten pills, all of which are top-grade!"

When these words came out, the whole place was silent.

"How is it possible! A furnace of Condensing Infant Pills can only make five pills at most, this is an iron rule!"

After a while, Hu Chuan rushed to Fang Yu's alchemy furnace and looked at it.

"What, impossible! How can it be possible to make ten pills? A furnace of Condensing Infant Pills can only make five pills at most!"

Hu Chuan couldn't believe it and looked into the alchemy furnace.

Ten dripping Condensing Infant Pills lay quietly in it, with their own spiritual charm. They were not only ten top-grade Condensing Infant Pills.

And each Condensing Infant Pill was considered the best among the top-grade ones.

Looking at the pills in the alchemy furnace, Hu Chuan lost his mind for a while and collapsed on the ground.

The other alchemists were shocked when they saw Hu Chuan's appearance.

They couldn't believe it, as if Fang Yu scored 20 points out of 10 on a test paper.

Even Mu Dongcheng was shocked. He knew Fang Yu's alchemy level was at least level six, and he guessed that Fang Yu should have five high-grade Ningying pills.

But he never thought Fang Yu could refine ten.

This was beyond his cognition.

Yan Lan flashed to the alchemy furnace in front of Fang Yu.

He looked into the alchemy furnace and saw that there were indeed ten high-grade Ningying pills.

And the quality of each Ningying pill was extremely high.

The shock on his face did not diminish, and he slowly turned around and looked at Fang Yu.

At this time, Fang Yu was looking at everyone calmly. This was the effect he wanted.

How could he enter the Wuzu Secret Realm without being stronger, and since he had to be in the limelight anyway, he might as well be in the limelight.

Anyway, it was done by the incarnation outside the body, and it had nothing to do with Fang Yu. If there was anything, he would look for the incarnation outside the body.

After being shocked, Yan Lan looked at Fang Yu, with a curious tone in his voice.

"My friend, how did you do it?"