Before everyone could think about it, over there, He Tianyou also opened his eyes.

Different from the regret and chagrin of the previous furnace monk, He Tianyou's face was smug and arrogant.

In his Dan furnace, two Tsukidans overflowing with spiritual energy lay there quietly, revealing where the pride of its owner came from.

Those were two medium-grade Tsukukidans. When everyone saw this, they had long forgotten that they were still feeling sorry for the other monk a moment ago, and there were constantly flattering words coming from the audience.

On the other side of the martial arts arena, when they saw the scene here, some people couldn't sit still.

"Uncle Yang He!" Cassia Zhenren looked at Yang He Daojun, whose face was pale, and he was about to get up with his hands clenched into fists, and couldn't help but stop him.

"Those little dolls are dishonest!" Yang He was shouted by Cassia Zhenren, and his originally iron-blue complexion was dyed a little dark red, and the action that was about to get up was also frozen.

Cassia Zhenren shook his head: "This is something you and I want, that kid intends to let the He family boy, those of us who are elders, or don't interfere, Uncle Shi, you said yes or no?" "Yanghe Daojun has been obsessed with alchemy all his life, and he is not well-versed in human affairs. And Cassia Zhenren can provoke the pillar of Danxin Valley, but he has his own unique insights in many people's feelings and sophistication, "That kid from the He family has made up his mind this time, even if we don't care about the old guy from the He family, but the person from Tianxuanzong, we can't afford to offend." Uncle Yang and Uncle ......"

At this point, how could Yang and Daojun not understand? It's just that his Dao heart is clear, and he has always disdained to do such things, and the thought of giving the elixir he refined to this kind of person for a while is really uncomfortable. But Cassia Zhenren's words still made him sit down, not for anything else, just because he was still the Yang and Dao Monarch of Danxin Valley at the moment, he had to think about the sect.

Here, Yang He Daojun looked depressed, but on the other side, He Tianyou looked arrogant.

The top three places in the alchemy competition have settled. Next, it was time for the on-site Dan seeking session.

The pill that Ning Han begged for was an elixir that Yan Xiao had never heard of, so she frowned and had no other thoughts.

The second monk asked for the Dan was Guyuan Dan. It is said that this elixir, which is used at the time of knotting, can increase the success rate of knotting. As soon as the name of the pill came out, it caused an uproar in the audience.

Most of the people present were Qi refining monks and foundation building monks. If the Qi Refining Cultivator could still be indifferent to this elixir, the Foundation Building Cultivator was not. Looking at the expressions on the faces of many of the Tsukiji monks, you can see what they are thinking.

The husband was innocent and guilty, and Yan Xiao frowned secretly, so the monk should not not understand this truth.

"If the little Taoist friend is not in a hurry, I, as an elder, can I invite you to stay in Danxin Valley for a few days?" The long-sleeved Cassia Zhenren had already sensed everyone's thoughts, and after brushing his goatee, he smiled and spoke to the second monk.

The monk seemed to have expected that Cassia would open this mouth, and there was no look of surprise on his face, but he accepted it with a calm and relaxed look.

It turned out that he had already figured out the character of this Cassia real person, Yan Xiao raised his eyebrows, and looked at the monk twice.

Soon it will be He Tianyou's turn. After a few days, according to Yan Xiao's observation, He Tianyou has an arrogant temperament, and he doesn't even pay much attention to Cassia Zhenren.

"I want my blood to clot." Before Cassia could ask, he spoke impatiently.

Seeing this, Yang He Daojun, who was sitting in the back, snorted coldly, and all the monks in the audience felt a coercion coming, and they had to grit their teeth to resist.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cassia Zhenren gritted his teeth and helped everyone remove half of the coercion, while secretly exclaiming: "Uncle Yang He! ”

Yang He Daojun also wanted to give He Tianyou a dismount, but he forgot that there were many people present, but not only He Tianyou, but also many Qi refining little cultivators, who had already turned pale under the little coercion he unintentionally released at this moment.

In this way, it seems that he likes to worry about his juniors. Yang He Daojun had a dark face, and with another soft snort, he put away the coercion.

The monks in the martial arts arena breathed a sigh of relief in an instant. Yan Xiao hurriedly closed his eyes and breathed the aura in his body that was disturbed by the pressure of Yang and Dao Jun.

"Blood coagulation, Benjun used to refine it in his early years." Even if Yang He Daojun doesn't like He Tianyou anymore, he is still a person who keeps his promises. Since he said that he would help the top three refine pills, he naturally would not refuse.

Coincidentally, this blood coagulation had attracted his attention in his early years, and he happened to have the raw materials for refining blood coagulation at hand, so he refined it. But after so many years, I have never used it.

Just as He Tianyou wanted, Yang He Daojun had long been impatient with him, and he couldn't wait to send him away early, so he readily took the raw materials used to exchange for blood clotting from He Tianyou, and then took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it over.

When Yan Xiao saw this scene, she already knew that the direction of things was becoming more and more unfavorable for her. Originally, she still held that it might take some time for Yang and Daojun to refine blood condensation, which was enough for her to run away. But at this moment, it was all broken by this throw.

As early as when He Tianyou said the word blood coagulation, Yan Xiao had learned about the effect of blood coagulation from Silver Flame.

This blood clotting is a powdered medicine. The method of using it is to dissolve it in the monk's essence blood, and then it can summon a wisp of the monk's divine consciousness.

"Can the blood coagulate even the divine consciousness of a dead monk?" Yan Xiao actually had the answer in his heart, but he still couldn't help but ask this meaningless question.

"Yes." Silver Flame's answer was succinct, but full of concern.

Yan Xiao knew that on her own, it was almost a fool's dream to deal with He Tianyou, but with so many people present, who would shelter her?

Yan Xiao's head could almost be said to be running at high speed at this moment, but at this moment, she heard Ning Han's divine sense transmission.

"Yan Daoyou, Ning can help you drag him for a while. Use all your means of running and run as far as you can. After leaving, he will return to the Yaoguang Sect immediately, and he will not dare to do anything to you. ”

Yan Xiao was a little stunned for a while. How did Ning Han know about this? Why did he help her?

Ning Han caught a glimpse of Yan Xiao from a distance, and frowned: "Yan Daoyou, don't you need me to repeat it again, right?" ”

Yan Xiao was awakened by the cold voice, and hurriedly responded: "Got it." ”

Now is not the time to be reckless, so I can only accept Ning Han's love first, and then return it to him when I have a chance in the future.

Here, Ning Han had just finished explaining to Yan Xiao, and over there, He Tianyou couldn't wait to take out a small porcelain bottle and pour the medicinal powder from the small porcelain bottle he had just obtained from Yang and Zhenren into his own small porcelain bottle.

Presumably, what was in that small porcelain bottle was He Boyuan's essence blood.

Everyone in the audience was a little surprised that He Tianyou was in such a hurry, and used the blood he had obtained from Yang and Daojun in front of everyone.

The crowd, who had been lacking interest since the end of the game, became interested in an instant, staring intently at the small porcelain vase in He Tianyou's hand, looking forward to what would happen next.