After Wang An arrived at the Doudan area, he was surprised to find that there were only four or five hundred people here. Compared to the crowded crowds on the Doufa side, he suddenly felt a little empty.

"Isn't Baicao Sect the largest alchemy sect known as the Lihuo Domain? Why are there so few alchemists?" Wang An was full of doubts.

However, Wang An was puzzled that it was normal. He thought that everyone could become an alchemist as simple as him.

To become an alchemist, in addition to having fire or wood-attribute spiritual roots, it also requires extraordinary insight; secondly, alchemy is a matter of burning money. Without massive resources, you cannot become an alchemist. Many imported spiritual medicines can make an ordinary disciple fight for half a lifetime. That can be like Wang An under Han Qinsheng, using various spiritual medicines at will.

In fact, most of the contestants who came to participate this time just wanted to use the free elixirs here to practice their hands and make soy sauce.

"Senior, I'm here to participate in the competition." Wang An said to an old man with white eyebrows who looked like a supervisor in the field.

"You are here to participate in the competition, too?" The old man looked at Wang An unhappy; "Look, when is it now... hurry up and take the ID card."

"Go in!" The old man's token returned to Wang An and waved his hand to him.

There is a elixir furnace and charcoal fire far away in the Doudan area, and it is placed densely in about 500 places.

There are several long tables hundreds of feet in front, and the tables are filled with various fresh elixirs.

There were ten judges sitting quietly outside the venue.

"The battle of pill competition begins now!" After hearing the old man with white eyebrows shouted, two foundation-building disciples came and distributed several spiritual medicines to all the contestants.

"This is a medicinal material for refining Qingling Pills. You just need to refining Qingling Pills within twelve hours and you will pass the test. The rest will be eliminated, and the time will be twelve hours."

After the old man said that, he placed an incense burner on a erect desk in front of everyone, and the incense inserted in the furnace suddenly lit.

"Start the timing."

Qingling Pill, known as the most difficult thing to refine forbidden spirit pill! It can increase the success rate of foundation building for two levels of Qi Refining disciples. An alchemist can easily refine the three-patterned Qingling Pill, which has shown that he has the conditions to upgrade to an intermediate alchemist.

"Haha, it's really difficult. It seems that two-thirds of the people will be eliminated in the first round." Wang An smiled at the medicinal herbs in front of him.

He had refined the Three-Sewed Clear Spirit Pill once, and he was a low-level alchemy master at that time. Now he could refine the Three-Sewed Clear Spirit Pill that illustrates the quality, and Wang An felt some expectations in his heart.

Refining medicinal materials and condensing pills, everything will come naturally.

Looking at the elixir gradually forming in the elixir, Wang An finally showed a hint of relief on his face.

"It's just the last step." Wang An wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Wang An, who was focusing on refining alchemy, didn't know that at this moment, there were several pairs of eyes staring at him.

In fact, even if he knew, he was not in the mood to pay attention.

"He is a good seedling, and the speed is amazing." Jiang Wenhao nodded to Han Qinsheng.

"Haha, this kid is already an intermediate alchemist, so these three-text Qingling Pills are naturally unlucky; what I am most looking forward to now is what quality of pills he can refine, and what is the rate of pill production?" Han Qinsheng happily stroked his beard.

"What are you two old ghosts discussing?" Zhang Xiaotian, who had a serious face, couldn't help but gossip.

Zhang Xiaotian and Gong Shang Liuying followed Han Qinsheng's gaze and glanced at Wang An quickly.

"Old Han, your apprentice?" Zhang Xiaotian and Gong Shang Liuying said in unison.

"I didn't expect that you were willing to accept disciples..." Gong Shang Liuying kept looking at Han Qinsheng.

"I thought you had completely given up on your Dan Peak. What's wrong with doing, but I didn't accept disciples. Look, my niece is only 20 years old and is already an intermediate alchemist, but you are not satisfied."

Gong Shang Liuying's eyes gently projected on a woman with ice-skinned and jade bones, Qiu Shui was eyebrows, and a white dress danced in the wind.

The woman was sweating profusely, and the fire was raging in the alchemy furnace. It seemed that she was refining spiritual medicine.

"It's me, I'm not satisfied either." Zhang Xiaotian said suddenly, with a faint look of shock on his face.

.....

While the four Golden Elixir Ancestors were talking, there was a rumbling sound in Wang An's elixir furnace, and he quickly made a pill technique.

"Change!"

Wang An shouted with a solemn look on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Wang An waved his hand, and the lid of the elixir opened automatically with a whistle, and five fragrant pills suddenly fell into the white jade plate in front of Wang An.

Each pill is exquisite and transparent, and nine colorful cloud patterns can be vaguely seen on it.

The scene always monitored the ten judges in the audience and immediately rushed towards Wang An, and everyone had an incredible expression on their faces.

“Ah? So fast!

"Nine Colored Cloud Patterns? Impossible?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Someone near Wang An suddenly received the influence, and the sound of a firecracker burst out.

Seeing that the judge walking in front of him was a judge, Wang An said respectfully.

"Dear judges, my pill has been refined. Please take a look." Wang An handed the jade plate to a fake pill monk and took a direct position.

"Disciple still wants to participate in the battle, so say goodbye."

After Wang An left, everyone looked at each other and returned to the judges' table with the pills refined by Wang An.

"Ah, how is that possible? It's just half an hour." Gong Shang Liuying saw that Wang An had become a pill, and each pill had nine-color patterns, and he suddenly lost his appearance.

"This boy is so powerful? How did Yu Mo mention it to me? I have already investigated it. Yu Mo's biggest opponent this time is the inner sect; I didn't expect that they were all defeated by this boy."

"Old Gui Han, is he really your apprentice?"

"Haha, no, he is just a Dan boy I found at the outer door." Han Qinsheng said with a comfortable smile.

"Brother Han, ask those little guys to take the pills over and take a look." Jiang Wenhao said with a longing look on his face.

Han Qinsheng nodded, and he passed a sound directly to the ten judges in the venue.

After a while, a fake pill monk took the jade plate containing the Qingling Pill and put it in front of Han Qinsheng.

"Haha, that's right, it's all the best Qingling Pills, and the 100% elixir rate." Han Qinsheng glanced at the pill and laughed happily.

The other three people took a pill and looked at it carefully for a while. After putting down the pill, Shang Liuying's face looked extremely ugly.
Chapter completed!