The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 388 The Probe from Danta

Stepping into the deepest part of the northern sub-tower, the footsteps stopped, and there was an empty hall in front of you.

However, there were very few figures in the hall, and an old man was sitting in front of the table above the hall.

The old man was wearing a gray robe, his hair was all white in a bun, and his aura was vigorous. Judging by his aura, he should be a high-level fighting sect.

As if aware of it, the old man raised his eyes slightly, looked at the group of people a few times, his eyes flashed with surprise, and said in a gentle voice: "Everyone, are you here to certify the alchemist qualification of the alchemy tower?"

"good."

In response, Qingxuan signaled to Medusa and the others, and then walked forward slowly alone.

Looking at Qingxuan, the old man said with a faint smile: "This old man is the deacon of Fenta, you can call me Deacon Han, I wonder how many grades of alchemist qualifications do you want to certify?"

"Bapin."

"Oh, Bapin, then..."

Just as Deacon Han was about to say something, his old face froze, his gaze slightly raised, and his eyes were full of astonishment staring at Qingxuan.

"You, what are you talking about?"

Seeing his appearance like this, Qingxuan smiled lightly and said, "I'm here to certify the eighth-rank alchemist."

Standing up from his seat, Deacon Han said with a serious face, "Little friend, the Pill Pagoda is not a place for nonsense, are you really here to certify the eighth-rank alchemist?"

Seeing his unbelieving expression, a cloud of milky white real fire gushed out from Qingxuan's palm. As soon as the real fire came out, the temperature in the whole hall suddenly rose, and even the hard ground turned crimson.

"Different fire?!"

Deacon Han exclaimed, he believed in such a powerful strange fire, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, quickly put away this flame, or you will destroy this old man's territory!"

The ground paved with special materials showed abnormal shapes, which shocked him to the extreme.

You know, there is a formation under the solid ground of this branch tower. Even Dou Huang and Dou Zong are hard to destroy here, but under the flames, they can't stand the toss.

Now, he has believed seventy percent of Qingxuan's words, and even the address has become respectful.

Put away the real fire, Qingxuan's face was calm, and said: "When will the certification begin?"

"Uh, the level of certification that your lord needs is too high, and I can't make the decision. However, please wait a moment, my lord. I will go to the headquarters and report the matter, and the higher-ups should arrange your certification."

After all, Elder Han is the elder of the Pill Pagoda, and he knows the importance of doing things. He is an eighth-rank alchemist. An alchemist of this level is no longer something he can decide on his own.

Moreover, he did not dare to decide.

Since the young man in front of him is an eighth-rank alchemist, he must be a Dou Zun-level powerhouse.

You know, even if he himself is no more than Nine Star Dou Zong, where did this monster come from? He is so young, and he has never heard of it before.

"How long do I need to wait?"

"My lord, please go to the VIP room and wait. The old man will come as soon as he goes, and it will take half an hour..."

In the VIP room, the decoration is luxurious, there are maids serving tea and water, and the eighth-rank alchemist is already equivalent to the top alchemist on the mainland, even the three giants of the alchemy tower are no more than that.

If nothing unexpected, people from Danta headquarters will come here later.

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Danta headquarters, the top of the tower.

At this time, three figures were sitting in front of the top table.

One of them is an old man with white hair, and the other two are a woman in black robe and a dark old man.

The old man glanced at Deacon Han and said, "Is this true?"

"The old man saw it with his own eyes, the flames displayed by the young man are extremely strong, it should be a strange fire."

"You said he was going to certify the eighth grade alchemist?"

Sitting on the left side, the black-robed woman frowned, and said again: "A young man who is only about 20 years old?"

"Yes."

For a moment, the three people on the table looked at each other.

After a while, the old man said calmly, "What do you think?"

After pondering for a while, the black-robed woman said, "Tell me, could it be a trick of the Soul Palace? After all, it is no longer a matter of a day or two for the Soul Palace to covet the Danta's three thousand flames. An eighth-rank alchemist..."

"I don't think it's possible."

The old man stroked his beard and said: "If the Soul Palace is willing to give up an eighth-rank pharmacist, the old man is willing to give them three thousand flames, but an eighth-rank pharmacist is not a martial art on the street, but , this matter is very important, three months later is the three-year alchemy meeting, the old man still has to deal with matters, who of you will try it out?"

"Let me go."

As he said that, Xuan Yi looked at the old man and asked, "If he is not a member of the Soul Palace, how should we deal with it?"

"Of course I tried my best to win him over. I'm an eighth-rank alchemist at this age. Is there any reason not to win him over? If he agrees, this matter will be kept secret and no disclosure is allowed. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, the old man deliberately glanced at Deacon Han.

Under the old man's deep gaze, Deacon Han's body stiffened, as if the latter could kill him with just one look.

"Yes!"

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In the Danta sub-tower, in the VIP room, just as everyone was getting impatient, the door of the VIP room was opened.

Deacon Han went back and forth, walked into the VIP room, stood sideways, bowed his body, and then a beautiful woman in a black robe walked in with lotus steps.

The beautiful woman stepped into the VIP room, her eyes swept over the group of people, and finally fell on Qingxuan.

Then, a slight smile appeared on the glamorous face, and said: "My name is Xuan Yi, you are the one who certified the eighth-rank alchemist?"

While speaking, Xuanyi kept looking at Qingxuan.

Dou Zun!

Temperament does not lie.

Standing up from the sofa, Qingxuan's heart was full of joy, he didn't expect that the person who came was really Xuanyi, and this was exactly the result he was most looking forward to.

"Qing Xuan."

Xuan Yi didn't like nonsense either, and said, "Can you refine an eighth-grade elixir?"

Hearing this, Qingxuan said with a slight smile on his face, "I have refined the seventh-rank peak spirit pill twice, and the eighth-rank spirit pill has not yet been refined, but I am confident, so I came to the alchemy tower for certification."

Xuan Yi nodded, sat on the stool brought by Deacon Han, and said, "Tell me about your purpose for coming to Pill Pagoda."

Tentative?

Hearing her words, how could he, who has experienced great storms, fail to understand the meaning of the latter.

"You said, the purpose of my coming to Danta is to provide me with resources here, and to reward Danhui, the qualification to tame the Three Thousand Yanhuo once."

Seeing him being so straight to the point, Xuanyi's expression froze, and then the smile on his glamorous face became even wider.

"You have such achievements, you shouldn't be unknown."

"I'm from the Jia Ma Empire, and I never joined the Alchemist Guild, so not many people know me."

After some questioning, Xuan Yi was [-]% sure in his heart that the young man was not from the Soul Palace, and the old guy really guessed it right.

However, when he saw the deity, Xuanyi felt a wave of turmoil in his heart.

Such a young Dou Zun is still an eighth-rank pharmacist, how did this young man cultivate?
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