After putting the last ingredients into the alchemy furnace, carefully adjust the fire power of the palm of his hand, and rotate the alchemy furnace slightly, so that it has an inclined angle to give full play to the medicinal power of all the materials, after all this last night, Mu Rong only needs to wait for the pill to condense.

"What do you think of the big man's alchemy technique?" The alchemy bosses sitting in the viewing seat watched the competition under the stage and the colleagues next to them were constantly exchanging their alchemy levels.

"Very good." The other old man with white eyebrows nodded appreciatively.

The two of them were referring to the burly monk, and the medicinal materials he chose were all drugs with violent medicinal properties, and the elixirs he refined should be about seven grades of drugs that could stimulate the potential of the person who took them. Moreover, the monk's alchemy technique is very skilled, and those medicinal materials seem to be slowly peeling off their medicinal properties in his hands with a peculiar rhythm to show everyone, so that people can know at a glance that his alchemy level is not low.

"What do you think of that little man?" This refers to the lewd man, and the people sitting here are a group of people who are extremely accomplished in alchemy, among which the highest alchemy is already a fourth-grade alchemy master, so it can be seen that the medicinal materials taken out by the little monk are very precious.

"The alchemy technique is average, and the medicine is too cautious." The old man with white hair could understand the other party's mentality that he had to use carefully because the medicinal materials he used were too precious, but as an alchemist, he should also know that if he used medicinal materials too carefully, he would miss the best time to refine medicinal materials, and thus make the refined medicinal herbs lose some of their medicinal power.

"Yes, but Holy Light Snow Lotus, it's been a long time since I've seen this thing." The alchemy master who asked before silently sighed that the modern pollution was too serious, even if they had already arranged enchantments in their own sects and mountain gates, they could not let another flower grow in this place that was once rich in holy light snow lotus.

"Well, this Holy Light Snow Lotus has already been refined, but the use of semi-finished products is not considered a violation of the rules," Baimei Lao Dao nodded, thinking that Xuantian Sect had earned it this time, and then looked at the alchemy seniors who didn't give a look, "Senior Cen Daozi, what do you think of these juniors now?"

It was embarrassing that the white-eyed old dao's respectful question did not get any answer, and the old dao looked at Cen Daozi, the alchemy authority in this sect now, in confusion, but saw him staring at the white-clothed female cultivator tightly.

Could it be that this Cen Daozi is almost 500 years old before he has a spring heart and falls in love with this female cultivator? Although Cen Daozi has already entered the Yudan period at a very young age, he has never cared about his external image, and even let the years erode his skin because his previous appearance was too young to convince the public, but now he also looks like an old man, this appearance is too incompatible with the female cultivator on the competition field, right?

"What do you think she refines?" Cen Daozi has been practicing for many years, and his heart has always been like water, only alchemy is his favorite, so naturally it is impossible to guess from Bai Mei's gossip old Taoist, what kind of spring heart has been moved. It's just that according to his level, what he pays attention to is not the tricks in the technique, or the skills in alchemy, but the understanding of the Dan Dao.

When Cen Daozi was young, he had traveled to all the places in this world that could be reached, and his alchemy could be said to be the best of all families, and he was able to break through the realm of the four-grade alchemist without a master of alchemy, which almost caused a sensation in the entire alchemy world at that time.

"The nun?" The white-eyed old Dao and the alchemists around him who heard this saw Cen Daozi say this, so they naturally put all their attention on Mu Rong's body.

Mu Rong was concentrating on refining this furnace of elixir, although it was a seven-grade elixir, but because of the relatively high difficulty of refining, Mu Rong still took a lot of effort. However, Mu Rong, who had always liked to refine pills alone, suddenly felt that there were several eyes staring at her, which made it difficult for her to adapt for a while, and turned sideways slightly to try to get herself out of this feeling that made her feel like a thorn in her back.

"Ahem, you guys are more restrained." Cen Daozi reminded the alchemists, who were also a group of juniors in his eyes, and asked them not to put too much pressure on this female cultivator, otherwise this good elixir might be ruined.

When Cen Daozi said this, the alchemists found that they seemed to be observing too much Meng Lang, and even one alchemist used his spiritual power to detect the elixir refined by Mu Rong, but he was silently blocked back by Cen Daozi. Fortunately, Cen Daozi controlled these people, and made such a big move to probe the elixir that an alchemist was refining, and the good luck was just to make the alchemist make a little mistake, and if he was unlucky, he would even make the alchemist's mental power who was refining the pill suffer a heavy blow!

The white-eyed old man touched his white beard awkwardly, thinking that he didn't expect that his group of people would be very nervous in front of his predecessors at such an old age. I was strained for so long before, and I thought that I and others could treat it calmly, but now it seems that I still don't practice enough.

"How? Do you see it? "Although Cen Daozi has practiced for hundreds of years, his mentality has long been different from ordinary people, but for these alchemy colleagues, Cen Daozi still has a little human touch, at least he can clearly see that these people have not seen what pills Mu Rong is refining, but they still ask them like this, this is simply the teasing of Hongguoguo!

“... No. Bai Mei Lao Dao hesitated again and again but chose to be honest with his answer, because Bai Mei Lao Dao never thought that the female cultivator could make any mistakes in alchemy, in his opinion, the female cultivator chose to appear last, it was simply a stupid decision, if she played before, she might still be able to leave an impression on everyone, just like the girl wearing pink clothes and fancy dazzling eyes. However, she chose to appear last, and the two alchemists who were with her were much more expected than her in terms of the selection of medicinal materials and refining techniques. If it weren't for Cen Daozi's predecessors who had been paying attention to her, I am afraid that after the competition, none of them, the alchemists sitting on the stage, would remember that she had come.

"Hey... Stubborn old thinking. Cen Daozi sighed softly, these alchemists have never been willing to go out and have a look because of their good teachers, and they always feel that the Danzong of Xuantian Sect is the pinnacle of alchemy, but they have never seen the combination of witch Gu and Dan Dao that has risen early, but they have never known that the talent of female cultivators in Dan Dao is not inferior to that of male cultivators.

Saying that we are old thinkers, and not wanting to think about who is the old one... The white-eyed old man, who was only two hundred years old, silently slandered in his heart that the alchemy senior in front of him was more than twice his age.