Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 393 The Skinny Old Man's Intentions

Hearing the third rule, Lin Xingmao smiled instantly, "Haha, Brother Chen, in this way, we have already won this round."

However, Mo Chen didn't think so, Jiang Feiya took refuge in Luoxian Pavilion, so he would naturally tell about the Tianxuan Pill refined by Yueyimen, and the skinny old man still has the confidence of being calm since then, could it be that they still have a trump card?

Look at Bi Yuntao again, the latter also has a smile on his face, not only does he not show any worry, but he looks full of confidence.

There is eccentricity, there must be eccentricity in this.

"The time for refining this time is two hours, and the rules remain the same, but for the third competition, the elder group takes priority." The skinny old man said leisurely.

As soon as his words fell, there were some sounds of surprise, especially from Huangjiya.

The white-browed Taoist frowned and said, "Skinny old man, what do you mean? In the past, the disciple group started every session. Why should the elder group start first for the third event?"

Mo Chen frowned slightly, but then smiled.

He naturally knew the skinny old man's intentions. He just wanted to determine the advantage in the elder group and let Mo Chen understand that if the elder group won the first place in the Luoxian Pavilion, no matter how hard he tried in the disciple group, even if he had the same points as the Luoxian Pavilion, the final score would be equal. The champion is still Luoxian Pavilion.

The skinny old man wanted to put pressure on Mo Chen, give him a blow to the head, and completely smash his hope of winning the championship.

No wonder the skinny old man was so confident, he was already prepared.

However, can the skinny old man really get his wish?
Ziyunzong Yang Yundao: "Old man with white eyebrows, isn't the order changed? Could it be that with so many pairs of eyes, who can cheat?"

Han Yuan also echoed: "That's right, whoever comes first, the strength is all there. Could it be that you will win the championship in the elder battle next?"

With Ziyunzong and Yunlingu's support, even if Huangjiya and Yueyimen objected, they still voted [-] to [-], so the skinny old man's proposal was passed logically.

"Since everyone has no opinions, let's start selecting materials."

The skinny old man opened his mouth to speak, but did not step forward, but waited for others to choose first.

At his level of cultivation, he can naturally judge some information from the materials, and can get the general direction of the opponent's refining.

Both Ziyunzong and Yunlin Valley chose to refine weapons. From the materials they selected, it can be seen that at most they can only refine the fifth-order peak Xuanbing, while the white-browed Taoist chose alchemy. Materials, at most, can only refine the fifth-order peak pill.

These three sects were directly ignored by the skinny old man, and his gaze was always on Zhuo Qingfeng.

"Brother Table, go all out." Taoist Baimei secretly cheered Zhuo Qingfeng up as he passed by.

Zhuo Qingfeng smiled lightly, "Brother Baimei, don't worry, I, Yue Yimen, will definitely win the competition for the Baicao Garden."

Taoist Baimei was slightly startled. A few days ago, when he first encouraged Zhuo Qingfeng to charge towards the champion, the latter was not sure at all, but at this moment, Zhuo Qingfeng was so confident.

With that indifferent smile, it seemed that the champion was already in his pocket.

Taoist Baimei didn't know where Zhuo Qingfeng's confidence came from, he was only surprised for a moment, and then entered the secret compartment.

Now Huangjiya is at the bottom, he must go all out, otherwise Huangjiya will be in danger.

Of course Zhuo Qingfeng has enough self-confidence, because Mo Chen taught the method of refining the Holy Spirit Pill, as long as he refines the Holy Spirit Pill, he will surely win this round.

Zhuo Qingfeng came to the place where he visited the medicinal materials, and carefully selected the materials, but following his selection, the pupils of the skinny old man shrank suddenly, flashing a strong color of horror.

"That's... some ingredients of the Holy Spirit Pill, how is this possible?" The skinny old man felt like a huge wave was rising in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down.

He has been in Mingsheng for decades, and he has naturally studied many sixth-level pills. Among the many researches, Holy Spirit Pill is definitely the most important thing. Although it has not been completely completed, it is very close. Seeing it now Zhuo Qingfeng instantly saw what kind of elixir the other party wanted to refine from the materials selected.

Luoxian Pavilion has always been in the lead in the three ways of Ming Wuhun, but Yueyimen has not only researched Tianxuan Pill, can it even refine Holy Spirit Pill?

This is impossible, taking ten thousand steps back, Yue Yimen doesn't have enough sixth-order materials at all, how could it be possible to refine Holy Spirit Pills, but the materials in Zhuo Qingfeng's hands are indeed the raw materials of Holy Spirit Pills, and they are absolutely complete raw material.

At this moment, it was difficult for the skinny old man to calm down. He originally wanted to use his own strength to overwhelm Zhuo Qingfeng and Mo Chen to let him know that no matter how hard he tried, the champion belonged to Luoxian Pavilion.

But at this moment, his heart began to shake.

Mo Chen naturally noticed the changes in the skinny old man, frowned slightly, and said via voice transmission: "Elder Zhuo, the skinny old man has seen the ingredients of your elixir, so you can choose some other ingredients to confuse his thinking."

Unexpectedly, the skinny old man could also see the ingredients of the Holy Spirit Pill. Obviously, he had tried countless times, and he was definitely close to success. If he was allowed to see the correct ingredient formula from Zhuo Qingfeng, it is very likely that the refining will be successful. Come on, Zhuo Qingfeng can't guarantee a steady victory.

Zhuo Qingfeng had just selected the materials and was about to enter the secret room for refining, when he heard Mo Chen's voice transmission, he was slightly startled.

It seems that Luoxian Pavilion's way of inscription patterns is indeed very strong. The skinny old man has almost researched the formula of the Holy Spirit Pill. door.

He hastily followed Mo Chen's request, and randomly took several kinds of materials before entering the secret compartment.

"Ok?"

Sure enough, the skinny old man frowned instantly, as if he was very puzzled by Zhuo Qingfeng's material.

The four major sects all entered the secret compartment to start refining, but the skinny old man still did not move. In the eyes of others, the skinny old man has enough self-confidence and is not afraid of other sects to start first.

But only Mo Chen and himself knew that he was analyzing and sorting out the raw materials of the Holy Spirit Pill.

At this moment, there is no way for him to retreat. Yue Yimen chose the Holy Spirit Pill. If he wants to win, he must challenge the same pill, otherwise he is very likely to lose.

However, there is also a great risk in doing so. Within two hours, he is not sure that he will be able to recover the raw materials of the Holy Spirit Pill, and even if the recovery is successful, it is almost impossible to refine the Holy Spirit Pill.

Only the ingredients are not complete, and there is not enough time to try, even he can't do it.

"This must be Zhuo Qingfeng's trick. Yueyimen doesn't have enough sixth-order materials at all. How can he successfully refine it? He must have found the Holy Spirit Pill Formula from somewhere. He wanted to confuse my sight and make me also Try, in this way, the old man is very likely to fail and lose his grades."

"And he also picked other materials, and he can easily refine an ordinary pill, which can surpass me."

The other three major sects have already lost the qualification to compete for the championship. The champion can only be produced from Luoxiange and Yueyimen, so this third battle does not have to win the championship to win.

"Zhuo Qingfeng, oh Zhuo Qingfeng, what a trick."

The skinny old man thought he had seen through Zhuo Qingfeng's plot, shook his head and sneered, and went to the place where the ingredients were placed. He first picked out a piece of medicinal material that Zhuo Qingfeng had taken, and then picked out another ingredient.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chen also showed a faint smile.

The skinny old man obviously didn't believe that Zhuo Qingfeng could refine the Holy Spirit Pill, so he chose his best pill. In this way, the victory or defeat of this round was already decided.

In this battle of Baicaoyuan, Yueyimen has already secured the championship in advance.

However, the skinny old man's eyesight was really good, and he actually picked out the correct ingredients for the Holy Spirit Pill from the materials that Zhuo Qingfeng had taken. I believe that given enough time, he would be able to refine the Holy Spirit Pill.

But that's not important anymore, even if the strength of the people in Luoxian Pavilion improves, Mo Chen will not pay attention to it.

After Zhuo Qingfeng entered the secret compartment, he carefully recalled the refining process and deduced it countless times. He did not start refining until he was sure that he was completely sure.

Zhuo Qingfeng first took the materials selected later into the formation, then quickly condensed them, and soon completely purified them, then took the rest of the materials into the formation, and secretly used the previous materials to completely smash.

Those materials are not required by the Holy Spirit Pill, but are used to confuse the skinny old man.

And Zhuo Qingfeng did this, firstly, to remove impurities, and secondly, naturally, to confuse the disciples outside, so as not to be forcibly remembered by others, and go back and scrutinize repeatedly, thus refining the Holy Spirit Pill.

Although it is difficult for those disciples to remember his steps and techniques, there is another Bi Yuntao outside, even if he can't see the profound meaning of his techniques, he can at least engrave his steps in his mind. Old people communicate, and the research is very likely to be successful.

Although the skinny old man didn't have any pills, he had studied for decades. As long as the materials were prepared and enough time was spent, it was not impossible to research the Holy Spirit Pill.

Sure enough, Bi Yuntao outside was staring at the projection of Yueyimen without blinking. When the skinny old man entered the secret compartment, he secretly sent a voice transmission to him, and he must write down all Zhuo Qingfeng's techniques and the order of the materials.

Although Bi Yuntao didn't understand why the skinny old man had to remember Zhuo Qingfeng's refining process, but he didn't dare to neglect the skinny old man's explanation, and was forcefully remembering Zhuo Qingfeng's refining sequence.

"Brother Chen, then Bi Yuntao is forcibly memorizing Elder Zhuo's refining." Lin Xingmao noticed Bi Yuntao's little trick and reminded Mo Chen.

Mo Chen smiled dismissively, thinking with his toes, he knew that this was the skinny old man's confession, but he wished that Bi Yuntao would forcefully remember it, because Zhuo Qingfeng's refining had many ways to confuse his eyes.

But think about it, when the skinny old man goes back, according to the sequence of techniques Bi Yuntao memorized, instead of helping him to research the Holy Spirit Pill faster, he will fight against each other and go further and further away.

"Let him go." Mo Chen shook his head and smiled.

Although Lin Xingmao was dissatisfied with Bi Yuntao's forced memory, since Mo Chen said so, he naturally stopped talking, just snorted coldly at Bi Yuntao, and completely fell on Zhuo Qingfeng's refining.

Being able to observe the elder's refining will naturally greatly improve the understanding of these disciples. How could these disciples miss such a good opportunity.

Zhuo Qingfeng had already fully devoted himself to the refining process. In order to prevent someone from stealing his lessons, he also made a lot of adjustments in his techniques and set up enough cover-ups, which made Mo Chen's smile even stronger.

It is conceivable that when the skinny old man found out that the elixir was even more difficult to refine than he had done before, would he beat Bi Yuntao hard after learning that he had been tricked.

Of course, these are not what Mo Chen cares about, what he wants is the champion of this Baicao Garden competition.

(End of this chapter)