Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 565 Conquest (thanks, three more)

Looking back now, Chu Yaohe is still quite grateful to Mu Sheng.

If it hadn't been for Mu Sheng's advice in advance, how could he have firmly stood firm and defended An Qingli in public when everyone looked at him to criticize An Qingli.

An Qingli, like Mu Sheng, has nothing to say to her master, they are masters who know how to be grateful.

But now that his uncle is so protective of this nephew, this nephew will definitely not be mean to him in the future.

Not only the stinginess in terms of external objects, but also the stinginess in Dan Dao's guidance.

However, Qiu Xuanjing still complained in his heart, complaining that Chu Yao and his mind were not sharp enough to notice the sign of Mu Sheng's ascension, otherwise he, the majestic master of the sect, would not have been stimulated to lose his composure one after another in public.

Chu Yao and Dazan Qiu Xuanjing did their duty, but they were helpless. How could he have imagined that his senior brother would be so capable that he could directly ascend to alchemy.

After Qiu Xuanjing and the two quickly passed the sound transmission, they locked their eyes on An Qingli again.

An Qingli already had a very good skin, so she concentrated on taking medicine and making alchemy in the transparent barrier, and she was as beautiful as a painting.

Outside the barrier, the brushes of those painters are indeed constantly drawing.

The alchemy furnace has been preheated in advance.

On the case table, forty-nine kinds of unprocessed spiritual plants were neatly arranged in rows.

Because of the distance and the transparent barrier, the alchemists present couldn't determine the age of those spiritual plants for a while.

An Qingli adjusted her breath for a moment, lowered her head and swept the spiritual plants on the table one by one, and then suddenly, she stretched her arms forward, and her ten slender fingers were extremely dexterous, like butterflies among flowers. Between the spirit plants, they danced briskly.

Laymen are a little dazzled.

This little alchemist, his moves are really fancy, isn't he just picking some herbal leaves, as for using such a fast speed to show off his skills?
However, those alchemists praised him with their tongues. As long as they are not performing nonsense with such a fast shooting speed, they really have some skills.

As for whether An Qingli's control over the medicinal properties was accurate, they were not sure for a while. After all, there were too many herbs, and An Qingli shot too quickly.

Not only fast, but also beautiful.

Although there was no music to match, there was an inexplicable rhythm flowing between An Qingli's fingers.

"how come?!"

Chu Yaohe suddenly stood up straight, startling Qiu Xuanjing who was adjusting his breath.

"What happened?"

Qiu Xuanjing asked Chu Yaohe via voice transmission.

Chu Yaohe forgot to answer for a moment, and just stared at An Qingli in the transparent barrier.

Chu Yaohe had seen the rhyme between An Qingli's fingers many times, and only seen it between Mu Sheng's fingers.

The rhyme that Chu Yaohe wanted to pursue with all his heart, the rhyme that he couldn't ask for, unexpectedly appeared on An Qingli's fingertips.

Does that mean that An Qingli's accomplishments in alchemy are still higher than his uncle? !

How is it possible, this An Qingli is only about a hundred and ten years old, and he is still following the way of dual cultivation of alchemy and law!

"Prince Chu, what's wrong with you?"

Others couldn't help it, and asked Chu Yaohe out loud, really afraid that Fengzhu Chu would be dazed.

Chu Yaohe slowly closed his wide mouth, stared at An Qingli, and murmured: "I'm fine, I'm afraid it's the person in front of me..."

"How is the person in front of you?" the other asked again.

Chu Yaohe shook his head with a deep sigh, remembering that his senior brother Mu Sheng's ascension vision was a peacock, maybe his senior brother was the reincarnation of the Peacock Immortal from the upper realm.

Then the little girl in front of her has such an amazing alchemy talent, even more amazing than Mu Sheng, so what kind of reincarnation is she?
Maybe it's the reincarnation of the elixir boss from the upper world!

Chu Yaohe's heart beat so fast, and he had to do his best for An Qingli in the future.

In the transparent enchantment, An Qingli moved like clouds and flowing water. After processing the forty-nine kinds of spiritual plants, he put one hand in front of the alchemy furnace, tested the temperature, then raised his sleeves, and put the freshly processed spiritual plants on the table. Zhi, quickly threw it into the alchemy furnace.

Those spiritual plants that have been processed form a dragon again, like a stream of water, and fall into the alchemy furnace one by one.

This process must be fast, otherwise the spiritual power contained in those spiritual plants will collapse very quickly.

With a sound of "clang", the heavy furnace cover was sealed.

An Qingli clasped the formula with both hands, and quickly went to the furnace cover to type out the seal formula to prevent the leakage of spiritual power.

"These steps were handled cleanly and neatly."

The alchemists of the seventh and eighth rank still nodded appreciatively.

An Qingli, who was in the isolation and restriction, completely ignored the outside voices. With a flick of his right finger, a stream of pure spiritual power entered the bottom of the fire, increasing the intensity of the fire.

With a "boom", the flames blazed up, half a meter high, covering most of the furnace body.

"This hand is fine!"

Several alchemists shouted excitedly. Many of them did not use spiritual power for this step, but instead used fire talismans.

The fire was intense.

An Qingli settled her mind, once again made a tactic with both hands, paused for five breaths in front of her body, and then the ten slender and white jade fingers began to change the tactic smoothly and gracefully like flowing water in an impermanent shape.

The fingering technique is also too fast, and it produces a beautiful afterimage.

Even those alchemists of the seventh and eighth ranks couldn't help imitating them, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of An Qingli's fingertips.

The speed in the hands of the alchemist is like this.

The seventh-rank and eighth-rank alchemists were horrified.

The Nascent Soul Transformation God cultivators present felt the same way.

How could An Qingli's little Nascent Soul be so fast in his hands at the early stage.

An Qingli didn't move, and her face was calm, but the ten fingers on her hands seemed to be dancing freely to the silent music.

Those who play swords have sword dances, and those who play drums can dance with drums. Could it be that those who practice alchemy also have alchemy dances that use ten fingers to dance?

An Qingli's skin is not only pleasing to the eye, but the dancing of her fingers is even more pleasing to the eye.

Such a beautiful skin, paired with such nimble fingers, and that face of concentration, is even more dazzling.

Especially the alchemist, who can appreciate and understand An Qingli's subtlety between his fingers!

"Is this, is this..."

Those eighth-rank alchemists present who thought highly of themselves, those eighth-rank alchemists who originally thought that once Mu Sheng left, they should call the wind and rain, have already shut their mouths, and dare not comment on An Qingli.

Some of the alchemy masters who were still sitting silently put away the seats suspended in mid-air, and stood up straight in a respectful and shocking manner.

A series of cyan or red finger moves followed the changes in An Qingli's hand, rushing or slowly, but flowing like clouds and flowing water, into the alchemy furnace.

Relying on An Qingli's incomparable change of instructions, all the alchemists present were respectful and looked at An Qingli without moving.

Including Chu Yaohe, who was respectful and led all the disciples and elders of the Lingyao Peak to stand upright.

Regardless of whether the alchemy can be completed in the end, the one who achieves it is the first. This kind of respect has always been the rule of the alchemists in Bian Lanjie.

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