As soon as Feng Heng said this, there was another uproar in the audience.

Seventh-order elixir.

Feng Heng, the head of the Holy Courtyard Dan Academy, he actually wanted to refine the seventh-order pill.

You must know that before, the elder of the Medicine King Valley who gave Ye Dyeyin guidance, also chose to refine the sixth-order pill because he was afraid that the alchemy would fail.

And that sixth-order elixir is the highest-level elixir that the alchemists have refined so far at the exchange meeting.

But he didn't expect that now, Feng Heng actually had the courage to stand up and refine the seventh-order pill.

He said that he had not succeeded in refining before, so this time, there was a high probability that he might also fail.

But even so, in order to let everyone guide and let everyone find out his shortcomings, he still chose to refine the Seven Rank Pill in public.

This courage, and determination, were even greater than the original Medicine King Valley Elder.

After Feng Heng finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but have a trace of expectation in their hearts.

Some alchemists who are stuck in the sixth order want to learn from each other's strengths.

Some juniors are even more rare to see such a high-level alchemist alchemist, and they all stared at Feng Heng with sparkling eyes.

At this time, there was also a shallow smile on the delicate and beautiful little face of the night dyeing sound.

She looked at Feng Heng, watched him set up the Danding, saw him take out the elixir that had been prepared a long time ago, and said slowly: "Dean Feng, when you are an alchemist, will other people's voices disturb you?" Do you need me to help you set up a soundproof formation too? ”

Feng Heng glanced at her and shook his head: "No, I am already familiar with the pill I am about to refine, if you feel that something is wrong at that time, just point it out." ”

"Okay."

Yazen nodded.

Then, Feng Heng began to alchemy.

Feng Heng was the dean of the Dan Academy of the Holy Academy, and he would also guide other disciples in the Dan Academy on weekdays, which made his foundation extremely solid.

In the early stage of refining the elixir, there was almost no mistake, and people couldn't help but nod their heads frequently and admire.

Even if Master Mo Wen had already become a seventh-order alchemy master under the guidance of Ye Dyeyin, at this time, when he looked at Dean Feng Heng's alchemy, he felt that it was slightly inferior.

However, it is indeed much better to brainstorm than to work behind closed doors.

Although Feng Heng's alchemy process was smooth and extremely beautiful, there were still flaws, otherwise, he would not have been able to break through the seventh order for a long time.

And in the middle of the scene, there were really some elders who were good at that aspect, saw his problem, and opened their mouths to point.

Feng Heng hurriedly corrected it if he got the treasure.

However, there are not many people who can see his problem, and even if they can see the problem, they can only see the problem at the beginning.

With the passage of time, the elixir refined by Feng Heng became more and more rare, and the requirements for techniques were more precise and complex, but with Feng Heng's original methods, it was obviously a bit stretched.

After watching it, Ye Ranyin finally knew where Feng Heng's biggest problem was—that he didn't have the opportunity to contact more advanced techniques, and now when refining the seventh-order elixir, he still used low-level techniques to deal with the elixir.

Using low-level techniques to come out of high-level elixirs, spiritual power and fire will naturally be lacking.

No wonder it's hard to break through.

However, with his current refining method, it is not impossible to refine a seventh-order elixir, but it is only a few points more difficult than an alchemist with advanced techniques.

Night Dye Yin knew Feng Heng's wishes.

Her eyes became solemn, and her spiritual power also sensed the changes in the elixir in the medicine furnace at all times, and finally spoke, and began to point out Feng Heng.

When the crisp and melodious female voice sounded for the first time, everyone except for the Medicine King Gu Elder who had already known that Ye Dye Yin had instructed Master Mo Wen, everyone else was shocked.

They couldn't believe that Ye Dyeyin, such a young junior, would dare to instruct a sixth-order alchemist? And instruct the sixth-order alchemist to refine the seventh-grade pill?

"That's ridiculous, isn't it?"

Lan Changdong of the Nine Emperor Sect had a ghostly expression on his face, and even opened his mouth to scold Ye Ranyin: "Who do you think you are?" How dare you point out to your dean......"

Ye Ranyin's eyebrows frowned slightly, the sharpness in his eyes was revealed, and the next moment, a strong spiritual force pressed towards Lan Changdong.

At the same time, a voice with a terrifying coercion sounded in Lan Changdong's mind: "You shut up. ”

“！！！”

It was the sound of the night dye.

Others couldn't hear it, it only sounded in Lan Changdong's mind.

After Lan Changdong realized that his spiritual power was actually crushed by the night dyeing sound, his face turned white.

He is the peak cultivation of the Martial Emperor, and he is only one step away from the Martial Emperor.

Because he is an alchemist, his spiritual power is also much higher than that of the same level, but it can be ...... Night dyeing sound, can you crush him with mental power?

Lan Changdong even suspected that he was dreaming?

His whole body was frightened by the night dyeing sound, and he forgot where he was at this time for a while, and when he raised his hand, he 'snapped' and slapped himself in the face.

Soon.

"Shhh

The unbearable pain spread on his face, and Lan Changdong finally came back to his senses.

He's not dreaming!

That night dyeing sound's mental power is really stronger than him!

At this moment, Lan Changdong's heart was full of shock, his eyes were full of incredulity, and he looked at Ye Dye Yin in a trance.

He is the peak spiritual power of the Martial Emperor, stronger than his spiritual power, and it can only be the spiritual power of the Martial Emperor level.

But is it possible?

Night dyeing sound is cultivated in the middle of the martial arts.

A Martial King, could he have spiritual power at the level of a Martial Emperor?

Lan Changdong couldn't accept this fact!

And everyone in the audience, after witnessing Lan Changdong slap himself, their faces became delicate.

Now seeing him staring at Ye Dye Yin with a fluttering expression, the strange feeling in his heart is even worse.

The other sect elders sitting next to him couldn't help but ask, "Elder Lan, you, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Or is it sick? How else would you slap yourself in public? Moreover, he was ruthless, look, the slap marks on Lan Changdong's face were terrifyingly swollen, but he didn't care at all.

The words of the elder next to him made Lan Changdong come back to his senses in an instant.

After realizing where he was, and what stupid things he had just done and making a lot of ugliness, Lan Changdong's originally pale face turned into iron blue!

It's all to blame for the night dyeing.

Lan Changdong glared at Ye Ran Yin hatefully, but thinking of Ye Ranyin's terrifying spiritual power, he quickly withdrew his gaze in fear.

He is no match for this woman.

Can't mess with her!

Seeing Lan Changdongguli's strange appearance, everyone couldn't help but whisper: "He seems to be really sick." ”

"Hey, it may be that Bai Zi'an's death hit him too hard, after all, he is a disciple of his relatives."

"Poor ......"

And the night dyeing sound was also baffled by Lan Changdong's actions, but she didn't care, she had more spiritual power, she was feeling Feng Heng's Dan furnace, and kept opening her mouth to guide Feng Heng.

At first, when she pointed out, everyone thought it was incredible, but after seeing that Feng Heng did what she said, there was no problem, and they vaguely knew that her guidance might be correct.

As a result, those alchemists who could understand and understand listened to her words one by one, hoping to gain more advanced alchemy skills......

And just like that, time passed.

The pills in Feng Hengdan's furnace also gradually began to take shape......