Ye Qingchen stood on the ninth level of the Nine Heavenly Que Alchemy Platform, his gaze swept over the surging crowd below, and finally landed on that person.

Dressed in simple black clothes, he can't hide a peerless elegance, even if he is in the middle of a sea of people, he is still the most dazzling one.

Ye Qingchen smiled at him, pouring out thousands of colors, and Fu Hanxiu smiled back at her, pouring out a lifetime of romance.

......

Ye Qingchen's alchemy, starting from the original Vermilion Bird Holy Flame, has attracted countless amazements.

After that, her alchemy technique, the artistic conception of alchemy, not to mention that many disciples of the Dan Academy below were crazy about it, and Rao is the dean of the Dan Academy, who was the first alchemist in the mainland, couldn't help but be amazed.

When the Vermilion Bird Flame was extinguished, the dean of the Dan Academy froze in place, his eyes gloomy and gloomy, and a turbulent wave brewed in them.

At the bottom of my heart, there was a voice, which became clearer and clearer.

A miracle has befallen ...

Above the Nine Heavenly Gates, I originally thought that after the Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame was extinguished, it would light up with an earthy yellow light that represented success, just like after the success of the Martial Bingqing Alchemy Pill before.

This is not the case, on the top of the Nine Heavenly Que Alchemy Stage, there has been no movement for a long time.

As time passed, many people began to whisper, and even wondered if Ye Qingchen had not succeeded, or that she did not have the strength of a nine-rank alchemist, but had been grandstanding all the time.

"Why hasn't there been any movement? Could it be that it has failed?"

"I don't know, reasoning shouldn't be this reaction, is it dead or alive or not?"

"Cut, I see that she has been pretending from beginning to end, but she has no ability at all!"

......

Probably because they were afraid of Fu Hanxiu, those who gloated about the disaster no longer dared to mock Ye Qingchen as unscrupulously as before, so they could only sneak around and live their mouths.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Dan Academy, Wu Bingqing naturally knew that the Ninth Rank Alchemy Dantai was extraordinary, and it would take a long time for the results to be revealed.

Therefore, Ye Qingchen's current situation, whether she failed or succeeded, she couldn't say for sure.

"She must fail, she can only fail!" she clenched her fists and cursed viciously in her heart.

Yin Qiuyue didn't know more about the Nine Heavens Alchemy Platform than Wu Bingqing, seeing this situation and hearing the discussions around her, she really thought that Ye Qingchen had failed to challenge the Ninth Heaven, not to mention how happy she was in her heart, and even a happy smile appeared on her face.

Only the deans and elders of the academy had a calm face, and they couldn't see their emotions.

"Boss, what's going on?" Qin Yueyang had a thick layer of sweat on his forehead. His body was tense, and he didn't know how many times nervous he was compared to Ye Qingchen.

"I don't know... The folding fan in Chu Qingyan's hand was clenched by him vigorously, and his fingers were flushed with blue and white, and he didn't notice it at all.

"Definitely, it will be successful!" Murong Han's eyes were condensed, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, and his emotions were very obvious compared to usual.

I don't know when the sky darkened, the blue sky before was now gray, and the dawn sun was also hidden behind the gray clouds, and the brilliance was dim.

The faint wind, mixed with a bit of sharpness, seemed to gradually become thicker.

Just when everyone was puzzled by this sudden vision of heaven and earth, a heavenly light pierced the thick dark clouds, like a miracle, and shone directly on the top of the Nine Heavenly Que Alchemy Platform.

That person, bathed in the dazzling skylight, her clothes were flying, and her complexion was stunning, and in an instant, she was like a fairy and a goddess, and her grace was like the sea. . .