Refining pills! Royal beasts! The good-for-nothing young lady is actually the peerless emperor’s dau

Chapter 444 He May Really Be Sick

When Feng Heng said this, there was another uproar in the venue.

Seventh level elixir.

Feng Heng, the dean of the Holy Academy’s Alchemy Academy, actually wants to refine seventh-level elixirs.

You know, the elder of Yao Wang Valley who was instructed by Ye Ranyin also chose to refine the sixth-level elixir because he was afraid of failing in elixir refining.

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

But he didn't expect that Feng Heng would have the courage to step forward and refine the seventh-level elixir.

He said that he had never succeeded in refining it before, so there was a high probability that it would fail this time.

But even so, in order to let everyone point out his shortcomings, he still chose to refine the seventh-grade elixir in public.

This courage and determination are even greater than those of the original Yaowang Valley elder.

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

Some alchemists who are also stuck at the sixth level want to learn from their strengths to offset their weaknesses.

It was rare for some juniors to see such a high-level alchemist refining alchemy, and all of them stared at Feng Heng with bright eyes.

At this time, Ye Ranyin also had a slight smile on her delicate and beautiful face.

She looked at Feng Heng, watched him set up the alchemy cauldron, and saw him taking out the elixir he had prepared long ago. She said slowly: "Dean Feng, when you are an alchemist, do other people's voices disturb you? Do you need it? Do you need me to help you set up a soundproof formation?"

Feng Heng glanced at her and shook his head: "No, I'm already familiar with the elixir I'm about to refine. If you feel something is wrong, just point it out."

"it is good."

Ye Ranyin nodded.

Then, Feng Heng began to refine elixirs.

Feng Heng is the dean of the Holy Academy’s Alchemy Academy, and he also instructs other disciples in the Alchemy Academy on weekdays, which makes his foundation extremely solid.

In the early stage of tempering the elixir, almost no mistakes were made, which made people nod in admiration.

Even if Master Mo Wen has become a seventh-level alchemist under Ye Ranyin's guidance, he still feels a little inferior when he looks at Dean Feng Heng's alchemy at this time.

However, brainstorming is indeed much better than working behind closed doors.

Although Feng Heng's alchemy process was smooth and beautiful, there were still flaws. Otherwise, he would have been unable to break through to the seventh level.

On the field, there were actually some elders who were good at that field, who saw his problem and gave him some advice.

Feng Heng quickly corrected it as if he had found a treasure.

However, not many people can see his problem, and even if they can, they can only see it initially.

As time went by, the elixirs refined by Feng Heng became increasingly rare, and the requirements for his techniques became more precise and complex. However, Feng Heng's original techniques were obviously a bit stretched.

After Ye Ranyin looked at it, he finally understood what Feng Heng's biggest problem was - that he had no chance to come into contact with more advanced techniques. Now when refining seventh-level elixirs, he still uses low-level techniques to process the elixirs.

Using low-level techniques to produce high-level elixirs will naturally be lacking in mental strength and heat.

No wonder it’s so hard to break through.

However, with his current refining method, it is not impossible to refine a seventh-level elixir, but it is just a bit more difficult than an alchemist with advanced techniques.

Ye Ranyin knew Feng Heng's wish.

Her eyes became solemn, and her mental strength was always sensing the changes in the elixir in the medicine furnace. She finally spoke and began to give Feng Heng instructions.

When the clear and melodious female voice sounded for the first time, everyone was shocked except for the elder Yaowanggu who knew that Ye Ranyin had pointed out Master Mo Wen.

They couldn't believe that Ye Ranyin, such a young junior, dared to give advice to a sixth-level alchemist?And he was instructing a sixth-level alchemist to refine seventh-level elixirs?

"Isn't this too ridiculous?" Lan Changdong of the Nine Emperors Sect had a ghostly expression on his face, and even scolded Ye Ranyin: "Who do you think you are? How dare you point out your dean..."

Ye Ranyin's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were sharp. The next moment, a tyrannical mental force pressed towards Lan Changdong.

At the same time, a terrifyingly coercive voice sounded in Lan Changdong's mind: "Shut up."

"!!!"

That was Ye Ranyin's voice.

No one else could hear it, it only sounded in Lan Changdong's mind.

After Lan Changdong realized that his mental power had been crushed by Ye Ranyin, his face turned pale.

He is at the peak level of the Martial Emperor, and is only one step away from the Martial Emperor.

Because he is an alchemist, his mental power is much higher than that of the same level, but...Ye Ranyin can actually crush him with her mental power?
Lan Changdong even suspected that he was dreaming?
He was so frightened by Ye Ranyin that he was so hysterical that he forgot where he was at the moment. He raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face with a 'pop' sound.

soon.

"hiss!"

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

He is not dreaming!
That Ye Ranyin's mental power is really stronger than him!
At this moment, Lan Changdong's heart was filled with shock. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at Ye Ranyin in a daze.

He has the peak spiritual power of the Martial Emperor, and any spiritual power stronger than him can only be the spiritual power of the Martial Emperor.

But is it possible?

Ye Ranyin was only in the middle stage of King Wu's cultivation.

Is it possible for a Martial King to have the mental power of a Martial Emperor?
Lan Changdong can't accept this fact!
After witnessing Lan Changdong slap himself, the expressions of everyone in the audience became subtle.

Now seeing him staring at Ye Ranyin with an erratic expression, he felt even more weird.

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

Or sick?How else could he slap himself in public?Moreover, he was merciless. Look, the slap marks on Lan Changdong's face were horribly swollen, but he didn't care at all.

The words of the elder next to him brought Lan Changdong back to his senses instantly.

After realizing where he was and what stupid thing he had just done that caused a lot of embarrassment, Lan Changdong's originally pale face turned ashen!

It's all Ye Ranyin's fault.

Lan Changdong glared at Ye Ranyin hatefully, but thinking of Ye Ranyin's terrifying mental power, he quickly looked away in fear.

He is no match for this woman.

Don't mess with her!

Seeing Lan Changdong's weird look, everyone couldn't help but whisper: "He seems to be really sick."

"Hey, maybe Bai Zian's death hit him too hard. After all, he is his direct disciple."

"Poor..."

Ye Ranyin was also baffled by Lan Changdong's actions, but she didn't care. She focused more of her mental energy on feeling Feng Heng's alchemy furnace and constantly giving guidance to Feng Heng.

When she gave her instructions at first, everyone thought it was incredible, but after seeing that Feng Heng did as she said without any problems, they vaguely knew that her instructions might be correct.

Therefore, those alchemists who could understand and understand listened to her words with concentration, hoping to learn more advanced alchemy skills...

In this way, time gradually passed.

The elixirs in Feng Heng's elixir furnace gradually began to take shape...

(End of this chapter)