Chapter 22: The Little Saint Master is the Great Saint Master (1)
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.
Santi's face was flushed, and he said angrily: "You, you are talking nonsense, how do you know that this pill was bright red when it was first refined!"
Wu Fei said: "Because, there is a demon crystal of the red borer beast in the Flying Soul Rejuvenation Pill, the biggest feature of this demon crystal is that after the pill is refined, it will dye the skin red, as long as you cut this pill can be clear, its red must have penetrated into the medicine core, and my one, the medicine core is gray, and it needs to be preserved for decades before it can become dark red!"
Santi glared at Wu Fei and said sarcastically: "It's still unknown whether this pill of yours is the Flying Soul Rejuvenation Pill, let's distinguish the truth from the fake first!"
Wu Fei now suddenly proposed that Santi had used the pill of the Demon God Temple, the reason for which was to make trouble, and now he wanted to buy time for the lord of the Great Flower Domain, and he was even more buying time for Wu Xing'er, and at this moment, Wu Xing'er had not called the police to him, indicating that everything was going well.
Saran priest said: "Very good, now let's test the pill, whether it is true or not, verify it!" He was about to reach out to grab the bright red pill, Wu Fei suddenly waved his hand and said, "Wait!"
The Shura priest knew that Wu Fei was delaying time, so she smiled and asked, "What else does the little holy master want?"
Wu Fei picked up the pill and got up, bowed to the high priest and goddess of the night on the altar and said: "This Flying Soul Resurrection Pill is not trivial, this is also the last game of the Great Sage Master's Doujian, I want to ask the high priest and the goddess to identify it personally!"
The High Priest of the Night nodded and said, "Okay, then you come." β
Wu Fei glanced at Santi's forehead, put the Flying Soul Resurrection Pill on a plate, and then walked towards the altar with the plate.
After the altar, Wu Fei walked in front of the High Priest of the Night, bent down and saluted, and held the plate high, the High Priest of the Night stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the Flying Soul Pill flew into his hand.
Wu Fei's face was calm, but his heart was fluctuating, in front of him was the number one demon of the current Demon Dao, when would he have the opportunity to challenge him?
The eyes of the High Priest of the Night narrowed, and with the breath of the elixir, he could conclude that this was a genuine Flying Soul Rejuvenation Pill, and there was no need to cut it at all, if the little Saint Master in front of him could refine such an elixir, it would prove that the use value of his Sananti Forehead was higher.
After a few moments, the High Priest of the Night handed the elixir in his hand to the white-clothed goddess.
Wu Fei didn't know that the Demon God Temple had opened a Ganlin Palace for Santi's forehead, which was specially used for him to study and refine pills, what precious medicinal materials and demon crystals he needed, and the High Priest of the Night did his best to satisfy him.
Santi is a banner erected by the Demon God Temple, after this Great Sage Master fight, he will get the title of Great Sage Master for Life, but Wu Fei in front of him has the strength to defeat the Great Sage Master, if he can't use it for himself, then he must be removed.
After only a moment of weighing, the High Priest of the Night let out a loud laugh, and Wu Fei knew that he had made a decision.
The High Priest of the Night stood up and said aloud below: "This is the third Flying Soul Rejuvenation Pill of our Bright Dao, okay, great, congratulations to the Little Saint Master Dagu Amu for winning this victory in the Great Saint Master Doujian!"
This announcement was like thunder, shaking everyone down the steps and in the square like wood carvings.
"Santi lost?"
"Santi has lost!"
After a while, some people came to their senses, and some people cheered and said, "The little saint master is the great saint master!"
"Bang, bangβ"
Three rainbows shot out from the altar, and the sound of drums sounded again, which was the clarion call for the successful conclusion of the Great Sage Master's Doujian.
At the Doujian table, Santi sat down in a chair with a butt and muttered, "Impossible, impossible, without the blood of the dragon, how can it be possible to successfully refine the Flying Soul Rejuvenation Pill?"
The Shura priest said with a smile: "The Great Sage Master doesn't have the blood of the dragon, isn't it also refined?"
In addition to Sananti, there is another person with an ugly face, this person is Peng Yikun, the young master of the Demon God Temple, obviously today's Doujian is Sananti's victory, why did the high priest suddenly change his mind?
Steps, Mr. Lu said meaningfully: "The little saint master has become the great saint master, young master, you are afraid that it will be more difficult to start!"
Sima Shao said hatefully: "No matter how difficult it is, I must get his sword, it is our Sima family's thing!"
Next is the coronation of the Great Sage Master, this ceremony is also very lively, the square was emptied, sixteen bonfires were lit, there were more than two hundred people dancing strange dances around these fires, Wu Feixin silently counted the time, he estimated that the whole ceremony was over, and there was only half a stick of incense left, which was still a half stick of incense left after he promised the big flower lord's agreement.
At this time, there were two duty priests who carried a golden basin and placed it in front of Wu Fei, and his heart jumped, knowing that this was the last ceremony.
This golden basin is painted with strange spiral patterns, Wu Fei suddenly remembered the autumn Daozi of Penglai Daoyuan, and the autumn Daozi also has a disc in his hand, and the runes on the face are very similar to those in front of him.
The goddess's voice was soft, and she said, "Dagu Amu, you now pierce your fingers and sacrifice your essence and blood in this Xuanying Golden Basin, and you will be the Great Saint Master of our Light Hall in the future!"
Wu Fei shuddered, the secret treasures in the Demon God Temple, in addition to the regeneration elixir and orange fruit that outsiders don't know, this Xuanying Golden Basin ranked fourth, only after the Tantric Great Wheel, Shattered Shadow Condensation and Stand-in Rune, when it comes to the power to control people's hearts, the Xuanying Golden Basin is far more than the three faces. As long as the cultivator is dripping his essence blood on his face, it is difficult to escape tracking, and the owner of this Xuanying Golden Basin can also cast a spell on his essence blood.
The goddess smiled and said, "In our Hall of Light, the cultivator who can drip blood in this Xuanying Golden Basin, you are the eighteenth. β
Wu Fei couldn't imagine that the Great Sage Master still had this step to go, if he dripped his essence blood, he would be forbidden and enslaved by the Demon Dao, and he couldn't drop this blood.
The eyes of the High Priest of the Night when he looked at Wu Fei began to sharpen, and Wu Fei felt a murderous intent hovering around him.
The goddess held a net bottle in one hand and slowly stepped forward, her jade fingers tapped, and a drop of dew dripped on Wu Fei's forehead.
Wu Fei secretly scolded the lord of the big flower domain, he didn't talk about this, if he knew that there would be such a ceremony, then he would not win if he was killed, in fact, this point was Wu Fei misunderstood the lord of the big flower domain, this Xuanying golden basin was temporarily brought by Peng Yikun by the high priest of the night, the purpose was to control Wu Fei, if Wu Fei did not accept the control, then he would not hesitate to kill this young man.
"Little Saint Master Amu, what's wrong with you?"
The goddess asked softly, her voice very strange, and although the two were not far away, it seemed to be miles apart.
Wu Fei couldn't see the cultivation of the goddess, and his heart was very puzzled, even if she was the ninth layer of the Flying Heaven Realm, there should be traces to follow, why couldn't she see the vitality? He thought so in his heart, but asked in his mouth: "Your Majesty the Goddess, the Flying Heaven Soul Rejuvenation Pill that I successfully refined just now has not been dedicated to the Hall of Light?"