The System Takes Me to Practice

Look back to the playing field.

Except for Ji Yao of the Danta, Xu Yuqing still had the last five unidentified pills, and Ji Yao only had the one in his hand to complete the second game.

"finished!"

A Danta disciple who was watching said with pride, as if it was him who had finished the game.

Everyone looked at it, as expected.

I saw that Ji Yao had stood up and left her position.

The invigilator on the side hurriedly handed the paper to the judges' stage.

Compare the answers and find no mistake.

It didn't take long for Zhang San and Huang Zishan to submit papers one after another, followed by Xingchen Pavilion, and then the other disciples of Danta.

"Actually, the six disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are really good, but I don't know how it would be to compete with Ji Yao of that Dan Pagoda to refine the pill?"

An old man with a rickety eyebrow full of one meter long said, and he stroked his eyebrows with a very wanton expression.

"In my opinion, of course Ji Yao is better."

"That's not necessarily. The speed doesn't mean that she is making alchemy."

Time flies quickly. Half an hour later, the second game ended. Nearly half of the people were counted out, of which only two were left in the ten of the magic knife gate, one man and one woman.

The male's name is Qian Shaodong, the fifth-rank pharmacist, and the female is Niu Lijun, who is also a fifth-rank pharmacist.

"However, speaking of the Divine Sword Gate, I think of the Divine Sword Gate again. They sent ten people to participate in the competition, and now only two of them have entered the third game. Does this mean..."

A middle-aged monk who leans towards the Divine Sword Gate could not help but speak.

As his voice came, for a while, people watching around began to discuss the strength of the two schools of Excalibur and Excalibur.

"On the background, of course the Divine Sword Sect is powerful. Don't forget that the founder of the Divine Sword Sect is an immortal."

"So what? He has already ascended, and it is almost impossible to get down. I'm afraid he doesn't know if the Divine Sword Gate is destroyed."

A young man in the clothes of a member of the fire country's royal family contemptuously said.

However, the answer to him was a violent shout, followed by a big palm already in front of his eyes.

Snapped! ! !

His palms slapped heavily on the young royal.

The man was shot flying in an instant, vomiting blood.

"Father... Father, what are you... why?"

The man struggled to get up, and looked at the middle-aged man who shot him in disbelief.

"Look, everyone, who is that person? Actually shot at Jingyanghou Zhao Zhicheng."

"That's his Lao Tzu, King Shu! He is Zhao Xian, the tenth brother of the current fire emperor Zao Wou-ki, but a veritable half-step Mahayana powerhouse."

Zhao Xian was wearing a black and gold four-clawed python robe, and the aura of a man radiated, making people afraid to look directly.

"Kneel down!"

Zhao Xian shouted in a deep voice.

"what?!!"

Zhao Zhicheng thought he had heard it wrong.

"I said, kneel down! Apologize to the Divine Sword Gate."

"Father, how is this possible! How can I, a grandfather of Fire Origin Country, kneel down to the Divine Sword Gate."

"I'll say it one last time, kneel down!"

Zhao Xian's face became more and more gloomy, and he felt very ashamed to be looked at by so many people.

The main reason why the king of Shu Zhaoxian asked Zhao Zhicheng to kneel down was because the edict issued by the fire emperor Zao Wou-ki not long ago was to make good friends with the Sword Gate.

"Hehe, Father, I have always regarded you as a role model, and I have always thought that you are omnipotent. But now it seems, hehe. I was wrong, you are old, and you are afraid of even a divine sword gate. Is it worthy of the title of King Shu?"

Zhao Zhicheng turned aside his face completely and roared.

Click!

There was the sound of bone cracking, accompanied by a scream.

Everyone was shocked and looked again, their pupils shrinking.

I saw that Zhao Xian had come behind Zhao Zhicheng, and Zhao Zhicheng fell to his knees, the bones at his knees pierced and exposed.

Everyone present felt terrified.

It's terrible, even my son is so cruel.

"The Great Elder of the Excalibur Gate, I'm sorry, it was my fault for teaching the unfair and unfilial son. I am willing to take responsibility."

Zhao Xian bowed his hands, with a very humble attitude.

"The king of Shu is serious, the elder son just didn't say a momentary slip of the tongue. Is it too late to break his leg?"

The great elder Xun Jianfei looked indifferent, although he said it was okay, he actually wanted Zhao Zhicheng to die.

"No! After this, I will definitely let Nizi come to apologize in the future."

Suddenly, there was an uproar off the court.

What happened to King Shu?

Why do you want to please God Sword Sect so much?

"All right!"

Yao Zun stood up, raised his hands slightly, signalling everyone to be quiet.

"Start the third alchemy."

The third game is to refine the pill. The higher the quality of the refined pill, the more likely it is to win the first place.

Different from the previous two games, before the start, all the contestants had a quarter of an hour to select the medicinal materials to refine the pill.

However, there are restrictions. Everyone can choose at most three medicinal materials for refining pill, and finally pick the best one.

"Zhao Xiang, what pill do you plan to refine?"

"Bailing Detoxification Pill."

Next to Zhao Xiang, no one chooses medicinal materials.

"How is Baidu Detoxification Pill? The third-grade one cannot get the first place."

Ding Wuwei frowned.

"No, it is a sixth-rank high-level Bailing Detox Pill."

"Are you crazy? You only have a fifth-rank, refining a sixth-rank, and relying on you alone, it is likely to fail."

The other four people discouraged.

"Don't worry, I have the confidence to succeed in refining."

The five are not stopping.

Soon, a quarter of an hour was up, and everyone came to their pill furnace.

On the stage, Yang Fan looked towards Ji Yao, and Yang Fan was curious about his identity as a monster.

If you have time, Yang Fan doesn't mind going to Yaozu for a stroll.

"Blood orchid, Portuguese silver water, honeysuckle..."

As Ji Yao took out the medicinal materials one by one, Yang Fan gradually learned the pill that Ji Yao wanted to refine.

Golden marrow pill.

Item: Golden Marrow Pill.

Description: Eight-pin pill. It can repair damaged dantian, meridian and other physical injuries.

Ji Yao is only a sixth-rank alchemist, and at best, he has just entered the seventh-rank. Now he can't wait to refine the eighth-rank golden marrow pill, like dancing on a wire rope. A slight deviation not only loses a lot of precious medicinal materials, but also wastes time.

Because the competition time for Asby this time is relatively short, only three hours, this is still with the aid of the pill furnace, if the pill furnace is blown up, then it is basically destined to miss the first place.

"Start!"

As soon as Yao Zun's words fell, everyone immediately put the medicinal materials into the pill furnace.

"No! Look, everyone, that Ji Yao actually put two medicinal materials into the pill furnace at one time. Isn't she afraid of the fryer?"

Because each kind of medicinal material has different medicinal properties, rashly mixing the two medicinal herbs to make the essence of the medicine is nothing more than one result, that is, the fryer.

However, a minute later, Dan Lu was safe and sound.

Five minutes passed and he was still safe and sound.

"Not bad!"

Danta Elder Duan Wude smiled knowingly.

"Golden Marrow Pill. Duan Wude, it's not that I look down on your pill tower. At the level of that little baby, she is unlikely to succeed in refining.

"Really? Well, wait and see."

Duan Wude showed a faint smile.