Rumble! The disaster clouds fell from the sky and came to the top of Yunheng's alchemy furnace.

Immediately afterwards, the thunder robbery hit the alchemy furnace and made a deafening sound. In this sound, the sound of Wushuang's blowing the furnace again seemed very small.

The alchemy disaster soon disappeared, and a light fragrance of medicine came from the alchemy furnace. It was separated by the barrier and could hardly be smelled, but people still smelled it.

"Success!"

"Yunheng succeeded!"

"Yunheng is a genius! The son of the chosen one! It was successfully refined in one go!"

People praised excitedly, as if they were honored, because they were optimistic about Yunheng from the beginning, and Yunheng's success was what they hoped for.

There was a crisp sound on the ground, and the pills were completely formed in the alchemy furnace, waiting for someone to take out the poisonous pills inside.

Old Yun Hongdan Zun finally showed a smile on his face and looked at President Zhang beside him.

"Congratulations to Yunheng, for successfully refining the pill, then let me take it up in person."

President Zhang said with a smile.

Several judges nodded.

Deyang Lao Danzun, who had not spoken, snorted softly, showing disdain.

Yun Hongdan Zun saw it, just pretended that he didn't see it, and didn't want to argue with him. He smiled on his face. His nephew succeeded, while Wushuang, the old Dan Zun of Deyang, was constantly blowing up the stove. It was obvious who won and who lost.

Now it is stable. As long as the old man is attracted to it, Heng'er will soar into the sky! It will bring great glory to the Yun family. At that time, even the county magistrates will have to talk to the Yun family respectfully.

President Zhang went forward and removed the crystallization around Yunheng. He patted Yunheng's shoulder with great appreciation, "Young and promising! Youthful and promising!"

Yun Heng said a few words of modesty, but the pride in his eyes could not be concealed. He held his head up and his chest was as proud as a male peacock showing off with his open face.

President Zhang personally took out the elixir from Yunheng's alchemy furnace, but frowned because the elixir was a little defective and very obvious. It was not round and smooth at all, but a little frizzy. This shows that Yunheng's heat was not well controlled during a certain process of refining.

Judging from the appearance of the elixir, it is only a little short of it that it may become a useless elixir.

"The quality of this pill in Yunheng doesn't look very good!"

Deyang Lao Danzun said loudly as soon as he saw it.

Everyone also saw that the pills were indeed flawed and their quality was very average.

"The Soul Fallen Pill is a poison pill, which is difficult to refine. Yun Heng is a low-grade demigod alchemist. If he can achieve this level, it is above the expectation. At least he can refine the Soul Fallen Pill, which means that he is very talented."

President Zhang immediately said, emphasizing Yunheng's advantages.

"Is it a soul pill? I can't say it's right? President Zhang is too optimistic about Yun Heng."

Deyang Lao Danzun said.

"This president is optimistic about geniuses. As long as he is an excellent genius alchemist, this president is optimistic about it."

President Zhang said, "As for whether Yunheng's pill is a Soul Fallen Pill, it will be determined by several judges."

"President, we have never seen the Soul Fallen Pill before. How can we judge this?"

Several judges said that although they knew the effect of the Soul Moon Pill, it was a bit difficult to judge. In fact, before the competition began, they didn’t know what the content of the competition was. After learning that they wanted to refine the Soul Moon Pill, they were a little unconfident. After all, the Soul Moon Pill has been lost for more than 100,000 years.

"I have a complete soul pill here."

At this moment, the inconspicuous old man suddenly said, taking out an ancient box from his arms, and after opening it, a crystal clear black pill was exposed, exuding a medicinal fragrance like grass.

Compared with the elixirs refined by Yunheng, the quality is simply from heaven to earth.

"This is the Soul Fallen Pill!"

Several judges came over, with a crazy look in their eyes. The Soul Pill that had been lost for more than 100,000 years was right in front of them.

Deyang Lao Danzun also came up to see it and wanted to study it.

Excellent alchemists are very enthusiastic about elixirs.

They looked at it for a while, and then began to compare Yunheng's pills.

"Although Yunheng's poisonous pills are much worse, they are the same as the real Soul Pill in appearance, color, and smell. They should be refined with the same amount of medicinal materials."

A judge said.

Another judge nodded: "Yes, Yunheng is very outstanding and has a high talent. He refined the Soul Pill in the Meteor" in one go."

"Such talent is a monster!"

"It seems that Yunheng has a very thorough understanding of medicinal materials and is also very sensible!"

The judges were praising it.

Yun Hongdan Zun nodded and smiled, looked at the old man, but saw that the old man had no expression and was looking at the game field.

What's so good about the game? The other few could not refine such a difficult Soul Pill! He glanced at the field and suddenly his face froze.

At some point, Wushuang had no furnace blowing. Her technique was particularly neat and free and fast. Only the phantom could be seen in the air. But even because the speed inside was fast, she could not be so fast! She had actually refined it to the middle and late stages, and all the medicinal materials had been added to the alchemy furnace.

It was obvious that when Yunheng's elixir was robbing, she only exploded the furnace once. Could it be that it was her last time?

A bad premonition suddenly flashed through Yun Hongdan Zun's heart. There were still several hours before the end of the game. Even if Wushuang exploded the furnace again, there was still time to continue to refine it.

He vaguely felt that she would not explode the stove anymore.

She tried all the ratios and made thousands of attempts, and everything was laid the foundation for her.

No! She won't succeed!

It took more than 100,000 years to repair the pill recipe. Can she successfully refine it after only more than a thousand attempts?

It's definitely impossible! She is not a monster with great talent! Yun Hongdan Zun drove bad ideas out of his mind and his face darkened.

If I had known it, I would have listened to Heng'er and killed her directly, and there wouldn't be so many things.

The murderous intention flashed through his heart.

"Wu Shuang doesn't blow up the stove!"

"I'm so used to it. I didn't hear the familiar sound of the furnace. I always felt like I was missing something."

"To be honest, I can continue to refine the stove more than a thousand times. I really admire her patience. If I were to do it, I would just stop doing it."

Some people praise Wushuangdao.

Some people also refuted: "Ha, so what if you have good endurance? You have too poor strength. How can you compare with those geniuses?"

"She will have to fry the stove later, wait and see!"

Amid these chattering and talking, a elixir disaster quietly came, which surprised everyone.

"I'll go! Why did you say that, a catastrophe suddenly appeared! Who wants to make a pill?

Yu An?”

"No! It's not Yu An! It's Wushuang! It's Wushuang's pill is about to become a pill!"

"Damn!"
Chapter completed!