Bai Su saw Yun Qingyan who was specially vacated by the crowd at first glance, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

What a coincidence.

Isn’t the girl he saw yesterday that the person who was suspected to be the one who was holding the Nine-Layer Palace?

But at this time, he was extremely sure that the man he saw yesterday was not the one from the Nine-Level Palace. If it were really that person, why would Yan Yi, the Lord of the Sub-Lord, be here to be arrogant to his woman?

“I don’t like quarrels.

Why not do this? How about it after the alchemist meeting is over before deciding?” Bai Su said.

"It's not easy to sweep away the good mood of the Sect Master Bai." Yan Yi gritted his teeth and asked them to live a few more hours.

"Abide by the sect leader's wishes." Huo Lingtian also made a step back,

Yun Rong's face turned green, but now the eyes of the powerful people are here, and they can't escape even if they want to.

He glanced at the wind and clouds, and Yun Qingyan, who was leisurely and contented, muttering in his heart.

Why is this little girl so calm?

The judges sat down at their seats, and the sound of bells and drums rang out in the venue, vigorous and profound.

"I am very honored to invite all the outstanding alchemists to attend the alchemist conference in Lingtian City." Huo Lingtian stood on the high platform, his voice was loud and imposing.

"As we all know, a few years ago, Huo got an ancient pill recipe in a ruin. However, Huo searched all the alchemists, but no one could refine the pills on this pill recipe.

Today, I am here just to share the alchemy recipe with all the alchemists.

I don't want to say much nonsense.

In this competition, regardless of age, regardless of origin, as long as I can refine my elixir recipe, I will be the winner, I will get a promise from Huo and get my holy spiritual herb white marble lotus from Lingtian Mansion.

The competition begins!”

The sound of bells and drums rose again. On the hundred-meter-wide competition platform, slightly protruding high platforms were raised, and there was a translucent barrier around it, like a small compartment.

There is a table inside, filled with hundreds of spiritual herbs and a piece of paper.

Ling Tianfu has a profound foundation when he can take out so many medicinal materials for people to squander.

"Girl Qingyan, come on." Yun Rong encouraged Yun Qingyan. In fact, what he wanted to say was that he must win the first place.

Only in this way can we get the promise of the city lord, and we can ask him to protect her at that time.

Now only this method can we escape under Yan Yi's hands.

"Yan'er, do your best." Yuntian was much more Buddhist than Yunrong. He knew the identity of Emperor Jiuque and was worried that he was a little less than Yunrong.

Yun Qingyan nodded at them with a smile and flew towards her own compartment on the stage. She was No. 108.

As soon as he stood in the compartment, another figure flew past Yun Qingyan, standing firmly in the compartment to her left, with a cold and arrogant expression.

It’s a coincidence that it’s Qu Yang!

He glanced at Yun Qingyan beside him and proudly withdrew his gaze.

Yun Qingyan: "..."

Alchemists who have found their position for 6 consecutive times have begun to take out their own refining furnaces to refine flames.

Because they appeared as soon as they came on stage, the several elixirs on stage were all "hard stubbles" that were notoriously difficult to refine in the alchemist world. The flames with too low level would have to be calcined for seven or eight hours, which consumed a lot of energy to the alchemist's mental power and star energy.

So they didn't even go to see the elixir recipe, so they chose to calcinate the herbs with flame first.

The alchemists showed bitter expressions on their faces. Sure enough, the promise of the city lord was not that easy to get.

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