The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 367. Chapter 367.

Inside the city, the streets are wide, and on both sides, there are both high-rise shops and small stalls selling on the ground. Pedestrians pass by, and the sound of conversation is endless.

The city they entered was called Changqi City. Among the C-level cities, there were cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, and they were also the top existence in this level of cities.

Pei Xihe waved a sapphire folding fan in her hand, the light blue fox shrunk in size, and a small one was perched on her shoulder.

She walked up and down, looking at the crowds around, most of them were cultivators, and of course there were no mortals.

Pei Xihe had expected this for a long time. According to Helian Jiucheng, the rich aura of the Wangu Immortal Temple can even be compared with the upper immortal world in some blessed places. The easier it is for spiritual roots to appear.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there will never be excellent spiritual roots in places where the spiritual energy is exhausted. For example, Pei Xihe was born in a mortal world, but he has a nine-inch spiritual root. This is just a difference in probability.

Walking on the street, ordinary street vendors also have qi training skills.

Pei Xihe heard a commotion, and when she looked around, there was a crowd of people surging in the distance, so a little curiosity arose in her heart, she walked away and walked into the crowd.

Her aura of cultivation has never been concealed. Although there are guards belonging to the City Lord's Mansion patrolling the city at all times to prevent conflicts, this Nascent Soul cultivator is enough to be honored as a real monarch, and no one else dares to sense this looming pressure. Stand in front of her.

In front of him is an octagonal arena, which is huge and occupies a lot of space.

There is one person standing on each of the eight sides, and a considerable heat wave spreads from above.

Pei Xihe raised her head slightly, and when she looked up, her pupils flickered. Among the eight people above, there was an acquaintance.

The woman in the light white cloud-patterned gown, with the sapphire lotus card and small gourd tied around her waist, her black hair held back only by a white sash, and wholeheartedly throwing herself at the alchemy stove in front of her, is not Ying Fei who once traded at the bottom of the sea. Who is it again?

Her face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, but her eyes were flickering with fanaticism, fanaticism for the elixir that was being refined in front of her.

The alchemy tripod is as clear as jade. There are eighteen and a half moon holes carved on the body of the tripod. A large number of cloud patterns on the top of the tripod are shimmering. There is a dragon and a phoenix coiled around each other, exuding a mysterious charm into the tripod. Feet, carved with beast-like patterns.

Pei Xihe saw at a glance that this ding ding was extraordinary, it was a powerful magic weapon.

Her Tianguang Dao in the Sun and Moon Small Realm is just a little bit away from being promoted, but at this time, if she can find some magical water sources, remove the real fire for roasting, supplement it with rare and exotic water, and complete the cooling and quenching, the natural quality will be improved. Higher, more spiritual.

Entering the city naturally has such a plan.

At this moment, with the pressure in her heart, she watched the competition on the ring with all her heart, and asked the cultivator beside her.

The cultivator was just building a foundation. When he saw Pei Xihe looking at him, he thought he had offended her, but he was shaking like chaff. He was relieved when he heard her question, and replied respectfully.

"Senior, this is an event held by the largest Wanjin Merchant Alliance in the city. It is a competition for alchemy. As long as cultivators within two years, that is, under the age of 120, can participate in the competition, it is held every ten years. Not small."

Pei Xihe nodded, opened the folding fan in front of him, flashed the storage ring, and took a bottle of eighth-grade elixir from it for him, which made him extremely grateful.

She probably knew that in this kind of competition, the prizes are often some rare high-level elixir.

After a rough sense of the atmosphere on the stage, among the eight contestants, there are six Nascent Souls and two Jindans, both of whom are in control of impressive flames.

The medicinal power in the alchemy furnace is at least the fifth grade.

The cyan little fox on Pei Xihe's shoulder shook its tail slightly, and Helian Jiucheng sent a voice transmission to her.

"What are you doing looking at Dou Dan? That is the cultivator you bought the elixir last time? I think her chances are the greatest. She seems to be trying to refine a fourth-grade elixir. Alchemists can be considered geniuses in the Upper Immortal Realm."

Pei Xihe doesn't know much about alchemy, but he can sense the fluctuations of the surrounding aura with the help of the root of the heavenly spirit. High-grade pills are self-attracting to the aura of the world. Taking it is called "Yangdan".

The eight people on the stage had already entered the final step, concentrating the medicinal power to make pills, but only three people had such movement in the pill furnace, and Ying Fei was among them.

Pei Xihe then sent a voice transmission to him.

"Actually, I suspect that Ying Fei is not a native of the Wangu Immortal Temple."

"You mean she came from outside? How do you know?"

Pei Xihe looked at the stage with her usual expression.

"I have taken her nourishing pills. Although I have never been in contact with alchemy, I once recognized the medicinal properties in it."

Pei Xihe memorized all the elixirs and medicinal materials that he could come into contact with in Kunlun when he was a child, in order to collect cultivation resources, and later added the memory of the Golden Crow inheritance, so there are very few spiritual medicinal materials in this world. She doesn't know.

In the fairy temple, along the way, she met many Jiexiu who wanted to attack them and kill them for treasure. When she first entered the fairy temple, in order to quickly understand and integrate and conceal her identity from the outside world, she naturally used the soul search technique.

The medicinal material is Qianjin Wuteng, a special medicine cultivated by the human race in Xiansha, which has the effect of invigorating blood, smoothing Qi, and clarifying the soul. There are also some seizures stored in her storage ring.

But the medicinal properties in Yangshen Pills are even more intense. The alchemist's technique is very powerful, removing the turbidity and retaining the essence, and using other medicinal properties to stimulate it. It can't be hidden from a person with extraordinary physique like Pei Xihe. When it is time, it can control the physical body extremely finely, and perceive the changes in the potency of the medicine.

The medicinal properties of the Qianjin Wuteng changed to cleanse the turbid blood in the meridians, bingxin to clear the soul, but it would temporarily block the qi and blood.

With such an effect, Pei Xihe couldn't help guessing that it was because it had been cultivated again, because of itself, so Ying Fei was also an outsider, and he used the medicinal materials brought in from the outside to refine the elixir.

Of course, that's just speculation.

With a bang, an alchemist slapped on the furnace cover, and suddenly a round pill exuded a fragrance and shot out from the gap in the cover.

He holds it in the palm of his hand.

The fifth-grade peak elixir, Bingyun Pill, has infinite magical effects on practitioners of the Shui Bing Yi.

And other alchemists also began to become alchemy one after another.

Ying Fei was the last one. Her eyes were focused, and her spiritual power was circulating in the pill furnace. Grasping the opportunity to emerge, she suddenly changed her handprints, and the refined medicine flew out of the cauldron.

The elixir was dazzled with a layer of brilliance, as clear as glass, with a gradual peach wood texture on it, which is exactly the elixir pattern.

Ying Fei's face was pale, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Assigned."

The referee has not yet made a decision, she said this with a bit of complacency, but it was not disgusting, and the look on her face was convincing.

"Fourth grade self-created elixir, Liulisuoshen elixir."

She went on to say, hearing the words, the eyes of the seven alchemists looked at them with a little gloomy look, but they also flashed the color of reverence and longing. The tallest among them was a fourth-rank early-stage elixir, and the potency was obviously not as good The one of Ying Fei, let alone a self-created elixir.

Alchemy masters can follow in the footsteps of their predecessors, but there is no doubt that creating one's own alchemy formula, even if it is an ordinary eighth or ninth grade, is an outstanding performance of talent.

Winning Fei is indeed winning without any suspense.

(End of this chapter)