Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

Sui An casually glanced at the other alchemist teams. Most of the teams had three people refining pills together, some had two people refining pills and one person assisting, and almost no one was refining pills alone. Although there was plenty of time, it would be difficult for one person to refine nine furnaces of pills continuously, both in terms of spiritual energy and energy.

Sui An took out Lieque and the alchemy furnace and sat cross-legged.

Shi Xu also took out the alchemy furnace and sat in front of the underground fire.

Fan Tuo sat between the two of them and began to distribute the spiritual herbs.

The situation on the final field was clearly displayed in the teleportation mirror outside the alchemy room. The teleportation mirror outside alchemy room No. 20 was crowded with monks from all walks of life who came to watch the game, much more than in the preliminary and semi-final rounds.

"Uncle Master, Senior Brother Shi and the others are there!" Chi Weiyun reminded Master Lan Jin.

Master Lan Jin nodded, "I saw it."

"Junior Sister Sui is the only one in the entire competition field who has the strange fire. Wouldn't that be too conspicuous?" Fan Yuan was a little worried.

"This isn't about showing off, it's about grabbing attention. Our Jinling Sect has been quiet for so many years, it's time for us to shine. Otherwise, those villains who came to us in the name of our master and robbed us thought that the score was settled just like that. Ha, they wishful thinking!"

As Wang Hao spoke, his eyes glanced at a middle-aged male cultivator in a dark green Taoist robe next to him. Don't think that you won't recognize him just because he changed his clothes.

The middle-aged male cultivator seemed to realize that Wang Hao's words were meant for him. He bowed to Wang Hao and said, "Little friend Wang... Fellow Daoist, it's been many years since we last met. I didn't expect you to have already established your foundation. Congratulations!"

Wang Hao knew he was doing this on purpose. He flicked his sleeves, returned the greeting, and said calmly, "It's rare that Fellow Daoist Wu still remembers me. Looking back to those days, I was just a young man, a mere cultivator of Qi, while Fellow Daoist was already a century old. I'm grateful that Fellow Daoist didn't abandon me and that I could still call out my name when we meet again. It's just..."

Wang Hao said, taking a closer look at the cultivator surnamed Wu. "It's only been a little over ten years, so it's understandable that your cultivation hasn't improved, but why do you look so old? Is it that you've encountered some troubles, or... has something happened to your sect that's kept you tossing and turning all night, leaving you with wrinkles all over your face? If it weren't for my excellent eyesight, I'd have almost failed to recognize you!"

Wang Hao spoke quickly and in a high tone, and he sighed deeply at the end.

Wu Fenghuai opened his mouth several times but was unable to get a word in.

The noise from their side quickly attracted the attention of others. "Who are these two? Why do they sound like they have a grudge against each other?"

"The one who was talking in secret was a disciple of the Jinling Sect. He was wearing a Jinling Sect robe. As for the other one, I don't know him."

"That's Wu Fenghuai, the senior deacon of the Hanming Sect's Deacon Hall. I've met him before."

"Hanming Sect? Did they make it to the finals?"

"It seems not. He should just be watching the fun. After all, he is a deacon of the Deacon Hall. He has to find out all the news."

"Why is Fellow Daoist Wang from the Jinling Sect so aggressive? I saw Fellow Daoist Wu didn't say anything, he was just saying hello."

"Alas, young man, you don't know this. It happened a hundred years ago!"

"Go to hell, you're only a few years older than me, you haven't caught up with what happened a hundred years ago!"

"I didn't catch up, but I heard about it from my elders at home!"

Some of the cultivators watching the finals recognized Wang Hao and Wu Fenghuai, and some of them talked about the old feud between the Jinling Sect and the Hanming Sect.

"What's going on? Tell us quickly!" someone couldn't help but urge.

"Back then, the leader of the Jinling Sect, known as Xunshi, was a powerful senior in the Nascent Soul stage. He was a close friend of the Hanming Sect's leader, Junyan Zhenjun. The two often made plans to travel together. The last time was over 150 years ago, just before the fusion of the Shangyunxingchuan and Shangyunxingchuan realms. They made plans to travel to Black Snow City. Back then, although Black Snow City was one of the most dangerous places in the world of immortal cultivation, it was not like today. Along with the Ten Thousand Bone Cave, it has become one of the two most hopeless places. There are many rare spiritual plants and spiritual beasts in it, so many high-level cultivators use it as a training ground. With the cultivation level of Xunshi Zhenjun and Junyan Zhenjun at that time, even if they encountered danger and could not resist, they should have no problem escaping. But..."

As the man spoke, he sighed deeply and shook his head, whetting everyone's appetite.

"Hurry up and tell me! Stop keeping me in suspense! Didn't you see that Jinling Sect's Golden Core Master looking over here? If you don't tell me now, you might never have the chance to tell me again!"

Someone reminded.

When everyone looked, they saw that Master Lan Jin was looking at the picture in the teleportation mirror seriously. Most of the cultivators watching the Qi Refining Alchemist Competition in front of the teleportation mirror were also Qi Refining cultivators, with a small number of Foundation Establishment cultivators. As for Golden Core cultivators, there were also a few coming and going, but only Master Lan Jin was always here.

"Elder, shouldn't we just ignore it?" Qin Jing asked uncertainly as he listened to the voices not far away discussing the feud between their Jinling Sect and Hanming Sect.

"Of course we don't need to care. We are the ones who were tricked, so why should we care? The ones who feel guilty are the Hanming Sect. Just wait and see if Wu Fenghuai will care."

Before Master Lan Jin could answer, Wang Hao spoke first. As he spoke, he glanced at Wu Fenghuai. Wu Fenghuai's expression did not change, but he smiled at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was so angry that he jumped up and down. Just as he was about to curse, he heard Master Lan Jin say, "If you want to participate in the next Xianmen Alchemist Competition, you should seriously watch how your fellow junior brothers and sisters compete. This is only a Qi Refining Stage Alchemist Competition."

Wang Hao wanted to say, what's so interesting about this? To see how the finals turned out, one only needs to look at the results and the judges' decisions. The process was too lengthy, so it was just the right time to talk about the grudge with Hanming Sect. Even if he couldn't take revenge now, it would be a satisfying thing to make Hanming Sect's original behavior public and let more people know about their dirty deeds.

But since his master said so, he naturally had to listen. Wang Hao turned his gaze to the teleportation mirror above, but was stunned when he saw it.

At this moment, the attention of the monks who were originally chatting and listening to gossip was also attracted by the picture in the teleportation mirror.

The finals at this moment could be described as a chaotic scene. Every team of alchemists, whether it was a team of three or two, had their furnaces and earth fires harassed or even destroyed from all directions.

"Suidong, that's amazing!"

In the midst of his busy schedule, Sui An took the time to give Sui Dong a thumbs up because of his keen perception. She chose the most gentle formation. As expected, the formations around each small alchemy space were not used to assist in alchemy, but were interference items.

For example, in this small space where they were, when the Earth Fire and Lieque were ignited with a "bang" sound from Senior Brother Shi and his own handprints, grass and trees suddenly grew wildly around them. They did not grow completely upwards, but grew inwards. Before Shi Xu could even react to what was happening, his right foot was entangled by several grass vines. Shi Xu was startled and pulled his foot back with all his strength, but the grass vines were extraordinary in tenacity. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from their restraints.

Sui An was in no worse situation, but there was a Sui Dong in her sea of ​​consciousness. So although she focused most of her mind on the alchemy furnace and Lieque fire in front of her, when those grass vines suddenly emerged from the formation and grew wildly in an instant, before they could wrap around her feet, the Biwei Xingshuang hairpin on her bun released several streams of light, and with a few "crackling" sounds, those seemingly resilient grass vines were cut off.

Sui An originally wanted to get rid of the vines that were entangled with Shi Xu, but he was powerless.

She had just subdued the Lieque Fire. Although she had only used a small part of her spiritual consciousness to control the Biwei Xingshuang Hairpin, part of the Lieque Fire had already overflowed from the bottom of the furnace. Sui An originally thought that it wanted to refine the elixir faster and better, so it took the initiative to climb up the furnace wall and even the top to increase the firepower above.

But things were obviously not as optimistic as she had expected. The flames almost broke away from the main fire, and it seemed that they wanted to do something to the wildly growing grass and vines around them. As for what they did, they wanted to put fire on the wood and burn it.

Sui An had no choice but to retract that part of his spiritual consciousness and bring those clusters of Lieque Fire that wanted to do big things back on track. This was the finals of the alchemy competition, and only alchemy was a big deal and a serious matter.