Hearing the content of the first game, Song Xiuyi subconsciously looked at the white-clothed nun standing in the corner.

The posture of the female cultivator is not bad, but in the world of cultivating immortals, it is not a sinking fish and a goose, and she does not have the temperament of being independent. However, in the alchemy competition venue, even if she was standing in the corner, she could make people completely unable to ignore her existence with a calm and relaxed attitude. After all, he is an alchemist who can refine the spring back to the earth, and it seems that he has met an opponent this time.

It seemed that she felt that someone was watching her all the time, and maybe she wanted to know the expression of her opponent, Mu Rong also looked at Song Xiuyi's side, but she just swept it away, and did not study Mu Rong with an inquiring eye like Song Xiuyi for a long time.

"There's a good show to watch." Disciple A said happily to his classmates.

"Yes, the finals of the first round of the past are the most boring, it has always been the strongest against the weakest, there is nothing to look at, but this time it is different." Disciple B replied.

"Why, isn't this still the first against the tenth? That tenth is still a female cultivator, and she doesn't have much to look at, so she knew she wouldn't come so early. Disciple C, who had hurried to the finals because he had been notified of the fact that the finals were early, asked his companions curiously, not understanding why they said that this match would be more interesting.

"So you don't come to watch the rematch sooner." Disciple A seems to have some disagreement with Disciple C, so he just complained about him but didn't solve his confusion.

"Isn't it too long for the rematch, I haven't finished the homework assigned by the master yet," the disciple muttered and explained, "Okay, tell me, what is the situation?"

Disciple B kindly explained to him: "You don't know, this alchemist is surprisingly strong, except for the female cultivator on the ninth who cultivates the eight-grade pill, the rest are all seventh-grade alchemists!" ”

"So powerful? I would have come to see it if I knew I would! Disciple C obviously spent a lot of time in the Xuantian Sect, "In previous years, it was the most boring in the semi-finals, who knew that there would be so many talents in this session." ”

"I still don't listen," it seemed that some dissatisfied disciple C interrupted his thoughts, and disciple B complained with a little dissatisfaction, until disciple C obediently closed his mouth and didn't speak, and then continued, "That No. 10 female cultivator, don't look at her as a woman, and the ranking is the last, she is a capable person who has refined the spring back to the earth!" I can't explain it! ”

"I'll go! Spring returns to the earth! Is it the spring return to the land that is said to reach the five grades when refined? Disciple C continued to confirm in disbelief.

"Otherwise, which spring will return to the earth?" Disciple B squinted and glanced at Disciple C, as if he was very anxious about his IQ, "This is the first pair of the first in the real sense, the first and the actual first." ”

"Don't stop me, I'm going to hug my thighs!" Disciple C is eager to try, and seems to be ready even for the so-called confession of love.

"Hmph, you're going? Others have to take a fancy to you, too. What's more, whether it's a real skill or not is another matter, don't be so excited now. "Disciple A is pouring cold water on disciple C.

"Can this alchemy be fake?" Disciple Ding had been around these three people all the time, and there was nothing to hide when these three people spoke, so he listened to them all in his ears, so he asked this question.

Hearing that someone was interested in his topic, Disciple A's desire to perform suddenly came up, and he talked eloquently to the three people: "You said yourself, if you are sure that you can refine the Spring Return to the Earth, will you choose to challenge No. 10?" ”

was asked by disciple A, and the three of them had the answer in their hearts. Xuantian Sect's usual practice of duels is to start from the two ends of the rankings, in order to make the next game smoother, if they are fully sure, they are naturally more willing to challenge the opponents ranked fifth and sixth, but...

"But that woman, Mu Rong's technique is very skilled and smooth!" Disciple B obviously didn't quite agree with Disciple A's guess, and Disciple C also nodded approvingly, although he didn't see Mu Rong's process of refining the pill.

"What about being skilled? Maybe she has been practicing her skills in the sect and finally came here to give it a go! Disciple A's guess is reasonable, "The speed of their battle is extremely fast, and even the time for the female cultivator to finish it in the end is less than half, maybe they have a bottle of Peiyuan liquid given by the master, and they are ready to change to a simple seven-rank pill that can defeat the previous number ten if they fail this time?"

What Disciple A said seems to make sense, Mu Rong let it go, and it is naturally fame and fortune to fight, if he can't fight, it is not difficult to get a seven-pin pill according to Mu Rong's speed, as long as it is within the specified time, the results of this competition will be recognized. However, he obviously forgot that the existence of the little alchemist who chose the tenth like Mu Rong, and the pill he refined was not an ordinary seven-rank pill. But what is the truth, and where do these people who will only comment below care?

"Okay, okay, the game is about to start, and when the results come out, don't we all know what level this female cultivator is?" Disciple Ding played a round at the right time, drawing everyone's attention back to the playing field.

Now is the stage when the two of them are selecting medicinal materials, and Mu Rong helplessly watched as the other party took out the same medicinal materials with a thousand-year-old medicinal material with full confidence.

The wealth is abundant~ Mu Rong sighed silently in his heart, but he had no intention of taking out the medicinal materials he had prepared from the space ring at all, and he even selectively forgot about the pile of thousand-year-old medicinal materials in his space.

Estimating what elixir the other party would refine, Mu Zhen Rong still chose to choose a lot of medicinal materials from the Xuantian Sect, and finally reluctantly took out a little bit of the golden sunflower liquid he had refined before from the space ring.

"If it's three difficulty points higher than the other party, even if the medicine is a little less effective, it shouldn't be lost, right?" All in all, Mu Rong still wanted to win very much, because although the talisman oath made by the white-bearded old man had no loopholes, it was also based on the premise that she could win the alchemy furnace for the white-bearded old man.

If Song Xiuyi knew what Mu Rong was muttering just now, he would probably cry. He took out the precious medicinal materials that he had accumulated over the years, and was ready to use them to refine the best elixir to face the opponent who might actually be the most powerful, but his opponent had actually seen through what elixir he was going to refine, and was ready to win him three difficulty points, this was really a tragic story of a man and a woman's tears...

Mu Rong skillfully refined the target of this time-Pei Yuan liquid!

Pei Yuan Liquid is a medium-difficulty elixir among the six pins of elixir, which is not easy to refine, but it is a treasure that all monks dream of, which can not only promote the growth of spiritual power, but also replenish the consumption of spiritual power.