Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 391 One Leaf One Jiazi
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Suddenly he raised his head and found that Yichen was looking at him, so he nodded calmly.

But the other party didn't intend to pay attention, and Yichen's expression became indifferent.

"Lin Tian, ​​I want to see how you beat me this time." Suddenly, Mu Yi's cold voice came from not far away.

Immediately, Wentian's eyes narrowed.

In his sight, Mu Yi put the gray seed in his palm, at the same time, a faint light began to flow from his body, and he quickly gathered towards the seed in his palm.

A miraculous scene appeared.

"Look, Muyi's seeds are starting to sprout."

"It seems that this time he is determined to win the No. 1 aphrodisiac." Someone in the crowd exhaled.

Although Mu Yi only got No.3 in the knowledge of medicine, his reputation as a genius has never been questioned.

Not to mention the other things, just the knowledge of [-] plants before is an amazing record. If it weren't for the demon Yichen and the dark horse, Wentian, who completely exceeded everyone's expectations, this time the competition of medicine knowledge would be absolutely amazing. It was he who won the championship.

Pity!The divine beast was born out of nowhere, and he, the tiger king in the mountain, could only be crushed.

In just a moment, the gray seed in Muyi's hand germinated and began to grow slowly. A green bud glowed faintly, following the wind and bearing the light, showing its life.

At the same time, other people also started!

The seeds in Yunxiang's hand also germinated.

"Hey! What is Chichen doing?" Suddenly, someone let out a sound of surprise.

Everyone looked up, and soon, they had weird expressions on their faces.

I saw that Yichen did not immediately destroy the seeds in his hand like the others, but made an astonishing move.

He actually bit his own finger, dripping the blood from his body onto the gray seed.

Immediately, the drop of his blood began to glow red as if being swallowed by a seed, and the original gray body slowly transformed into a blood-colored body.

A bloody seed appeared!
Seeing this scene, many disciples were puzzled, even Wentian couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and his eyes showed fear.

"Hmph! Playing tricks! How can a person like you, who only knows how to perform sorcery, control the way of alchemy?" Mu Yi's disdainful snort came.

And at the same time, the tender seedling in his hand has grown to a height of one foot, only a tiny leaf is swallowing the energy in his palm, growing vigorously.

"Unexpectedly, this Yichen actually knows the art of blood stimulation. This kid is a monster, a monster among geniuses." On the high platform, Elder Song sighed.

"This son is indeed a demon talent, but it is difficult to know the result of the battle until the last moment." Elder Mu Fang said, a bright color flashed in his eyes.

"That's true!" Elder Song also showed an inexplicable smile.

To say that the previous knowledge of medicine was a competition of everyone's understanding of various elixir, and this time's medicine is a competition of everyone's understanding of the way of medicine and the power of resonance.

Because only when one has a strong understanding of the way of medicine and can resonate with the elixir, can the elixir be better catalyzed to grow.

It can be said that this is a test of talent and a necessary condition for becoming an excellent alchemist.

"Look! Muyi has catalyzed the first leaf."

"This is the Nine Leaf Cloud Grass!"

"One leaf and one Jiazi time, Muyi's nine-leaf cloud grass has grown a leaf, which proves that it is a hundred-year-old elixir." An old alchemist said.

Immediately, everyone looked shocked, especially some new handyman disciples, they couldn't believe it.

"Oh my god! In this way, doesn't it seem like his elixir has gone through a hundred years?"

Someone heard it, looked down on Zayuan and others deeply, and said sarcastically: "A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, what is there to make such a fuss about? Some earth-level alchemists can even catalyze a thousand-year-old elixir with catalytic power, but they have not passed through life and death." , they cannot become the king of medicine for thousands of years."

"Hiss..." Some of the handyman disciples gasped when they heard this, and their hearts were terrified, because it was the first time they had heard such an astonishing thing.

After all, they spend most of their time doing miscellaneous things, and they are not disciples of Feng Jiu, so their cultivation and knowledge are naturally inferior to others.

"One hundred years? This is just the beginning." Mu Yi showed a proud smile, and then he turned his attention to other people.

I saw that many medicine boys were trying their best to catalyze the seeds in their hands, and many people's seeds had sprouted, but they were still far from the first leaves.

After he withdrew his gaze from Yun Xiang, he put it on Wen Tian.

However, at this look, he was stunned, and then showed contempt.

"You don't even have the power to give birth to seeds, what else do you use to fight me!"

The seed of Wentian was not held by him in his palm, but suspended in front of him. He looked cautious, and a stream of pure energy poured out of his hands, pouring into the gray seed.

However, the strange thing is that no matter how much energy he inputs, the seed in front of him still does not respond, just like a dead seed, unable to germinate and grow branches.

"How could this be?"

"Could it be that someone is obstructing it, brother, this is a seed that cannot be born?"

The disciples of Zayuan couldn't help feeling anxious, and Li Wen was even more puzzled, his eyes full of doubts.

"Haha! I thought this Lin Tian had some amazing abilities, but it was just for show." Wan Chongfeng's disciple laughed wildly.

Yue Bin in the crowd, when he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Huh! No!"

"Why didn't Yichen's seeds germinate?"

Soon, someone noticed that something was wrong, because Yichen, who was a genius of alchemy, hadn't even spawned the seeds in his hands.

"Blood-red seeds!"

"Could it be his previous blood that caused this seed to mutate so that it couldn't be born?" A disciple from Lingdan Peak said.

"Ah...Look, that Muyi's seed has grown another leaf, two Jiazi years."

"Li Yunxiang's seeds have also begun to grow leaves. This woman is not simple. She has only entered Lingdan Peak for a few months, and she has this level. I am afraid that she will be another earth-level alchemist in the future."

Looking at the seedling in her hand, a small leaf began to grow slowly, Yun Xiang was overjoyed and excited.

She never thought that she, a person from a remote mountain village, had such a talent in alchemy. She believed that as long as her grandfather knew about it, he would definitely be proud of her.

Time goes on and on, one moment passes... two moments pass....

But in addition to the shocked look on everyone's face, there was also deep bewilderment.

"What's going on? Then Lin Tian couldn't catalyze the seeds, which makes sense, after all, he is not yet a disciple of Lingdan Peak."

"But this Yichen is not only a disciple of Spirit Pill Peak, but also a proud son of the Alchemy Dao. Why can't he produce seeds? Could it be that there is something wrong with the seeds?" Some old alchemists wondered.

However, just as he finished speaking, a burst of red light suddenly burst out in the field.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, Yichen, who had black and white hair intersecting, showed an inexplicable smile.

(End of this chapter)