Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 392
(one more)
"Boom".

The blood-colored seed suddenly burst into red light, and then broke out, and a green seedling slowly grew up.

"Look, Yichen's seeds have finally germinated."

"Hey! It's strange, why does his Nine Leaf Cloud Grass grow much faster than other people's? What's going on?"

Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes opened wider and wider.

Mu Yi, who has been paying attention to Yichen, obviously noticed it too, first he frowned, and then there was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

He smiled and said, "It's only now that I succeeded in urging, but it's too late. This time, I'm destined to win the championship."

As the words fell, the nine-leaf cloud grass in his palm began to germinate a third small leaf.

"The three leaves bloom, and the years of the top three are gone. This tree change is really not easy. In such a short period of time, the Nine-Leaf Cloud Grass has been catalyzed to 300 years." Someone sighed.

Among the hundred medicine boys, except for Wentian, the others have already given birth to the seeds in their hands, especially Na Yichen, his nine-leaf cloud grass is growing at an astonishing speed.

One leaf... two leaves... and soon a third leaf.

Meanwhile, Muyi, the Nine-leaf Cloud Grass that he gave birth to, happened to have its fourth leaf.

Although he was still in the lead, there was no smile on his face, instead it became gloomy, as if a storm was about to fall.

"Yichen!" Seeing Yichen who was constantly giving birth to the elixir in his hand at an astonishing speed, he said coldly.

In an instant, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he saw him take a deep breath, and when he exhaled it again, he saw a cloud of inexplicable gas pouring into the nine-leaf cloud grass in his palm instantly.

"What is that?" Someone was puzzled.

An old alchemist raised his eyebrows and said with disbelief: "This Mu Yi is just a medicine boy, he has cultivated alchemy?"

"What? That's the special gas held by alchemists, Dan Qi?" Everyone was shocked.

Pill Qi is a strange gas. Although it does not have a strong attack power, it can not only increase the success rate of the alchemy when refining alchemy, but also improve the quality of the alchemy.

It can be said that Dan Qi is formed by the essence of the Qi Refiner.

Everyone didn't expect that Mu Yi, who was just a drug boy, actually possessed alchemy in his body. From this, it can be seen that once Mu Yi becomes an alchemist, he can quickly advance to the next level.

"This Mu Yi is worthy of being the descendant of Elder Mu Fang!" someone said.

Five slices!

With his alchemy, he actually made the nine-leaf cloud grass bloom its fifth leaf, and even the sixth leaf is already sprouting.

But during this time, his complexion was pale, and his aura weakened a lot. It seems that the pill qi just now consumed a lot of his energy.

He looked back and found that Yichen hadn't fully grown the fourth leaf. He felt relieved, and then thought to himself: "Five leaves are not the limit of my wood Yi, I want to give birth to the sixth leaf."

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed fiercely again, and a steady stream of energy gushed out from his body, quickly sinking into the nine-leaf cloud grass.

Quite a few medicine boys have reached their limit just by giving birth to the second leaf, they had no choice but to stop, sitting cross-legged on the ground at that moment, and began to devour the spiritual energy of the world in all directions to recover.

Soon, an hour passed.

The growth of the Nine Leaf Cloud Grass became more and more difficult towards the end. Mu Yi's sixth leaf was still growing and hadn't fully grown yet, but Yichen gave birth to the fifth leaf.

Aware of this scene, Mu Yi began to feel anxious in his heart. In an instant, he took another deep breath, and exhaled a small ball of Dan Qi again.

It's just that compared with the previous pill, it's much smaller, less than one-third.

"Give me the sixth leaf." He looked furious, roared, and a look of anger appeared on his pale face.

The sixth leaf grows in half.

"Look, Li Yunxiang has given birth to the fourth leaf." Someone shouted.

Everyone looked, and sure enough, they saw the nine-leaf cloud grass in Yunxiang's palm, the fourth leaf had fully grown, and there was a faint radiance there.

In this regard, many alchemists have a hint of fear in the depths of their pupils.

One must know that the girl in front of her has only been in the peak for less than half a year, but it took them several years to achieve this step back then, and they began to feel jealous in their hearts.

"It seems that Clover is the limit of this girl." Elder Song said on the stage.

"En! That's pretty good! After all, Yun Xiang's cultivation has not yet reached the Vientiane Realm." Mu Fang Chang Fang said, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Sure enough, as the two of them said, not long after, Yun Xiang also stopped the elixir in her hand and began to meditate.

Today, there are less than ten people who are still giving birth to the elixir in their hands.

"Strange! What's going on with Lin Tian? It looks like he's struggling, but why can't his seeds germinate?" Some people don't understand.

"Hmph! This kid is good at playing tricks. Could it be that this time, he wants to counterattack at the last breath like he did before when he knew medicine?" Someone said with a look of disdain.

"Look, Yichen has also begun to grow the sixth leaf. With his current speed, it is really possible to surpass Muyi."

"No! The time is almost up now! Even Yichen's elixir grows faster than Muyi, but in a short period of time, it is difficult to surpass it." Some senior alchemists said.

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt reasonable.

Now it's almost certain that the No. 1 aphrodisiac this time is either Mu Yi or Yi Chen. As for Wen Tian, ​​who was so popular before, they have long since forgotten about it.

"Brother Lin, what happened to him?"

"In my opinion, the big brother's one is definitely a dead seed. Some people definitely don't want my court to win the championship, so they resorted to this third-rate method." Li Wen said angrily.

Not to mention them disciples of the miscellaneous courtyard, even the stewards of the miscellaneous courtyard began to be suspicious.

After all, Wentian's previous performance was really astonishing, but in this round, he couldn't even produce seeds.

This doesn't make sense.

"It's only a moment before the end time." Someone said with a worried expression.

"Damn it! How could this happen!" Many disciples from the miscellaneous courtyard all looked furious and gritted their teeth.

Seeing that the end time was getting closer and closer, and Wentian's complexion in the arena became paler and his forehead was covered with sweat, some disciples laughed at this one after another.

"Haha! This is really unheard of. There are medicine boys who can't even produce seeds in the medicine competition. If I hadn't seen it myself today, I really wouldn't believe it. This kind of waste drug boy appeared."

"Yes, yes! If it were me, I would definitely go back to where I came from, so as not to embarrass myself here." Laughing and sarcasm continued to come.

"Boom!" A broken sound suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)