Chapter 2919: I'm afraid I will lose

"It seems that this girl still doesn't know about her grandfather's situation. No wonder she thought I cursed her grandfather when she was in Fenghuo City. Senior Dongfang should have concealed it. Although Ziyun is an ancient fairy king realm alchemist, she is too weak , Can't tell at all." Feng Wuchen secretly said in his heart.
"I can actually hear what you said that day, and I've seen my grandpa vomit blood when he was good at it before. I don't know what happened. Grandpa kept saying nothing, just didn't want to tell me." Ziyun solemnly said. Meimou looked at Feng Wuchen and wanted to know what was going on.
Looking at Ziyun’s eager eyes, Feng Wuchen said:
Your grandpa’s alchemy practice must have a problem, causing serious damage to the soul body and very weak. It has been many years. Your grandpa should know that alchemy must have Question, but I don’t know why he continues to practice."
"There is definitely a problem with alchemy? No wonder my grandfather kept not letting me practice. I thought you were insulting my grandfather." Ziyun nodded.
"Take me in, as your grandfather's ancient fairy emperor realm alchemist, they shouldn't be embarrassed." Feng Wuchen said.
As long as they can get in, Feng Wuchen will have a way to get medicinal materials and genius treasures, unless Shenluo Immortal Palace does not have them either.
"Let's go." Ziyun said, not happy now.
"Are you here to compete?" Feng Wuchen asked.
Seeing Ziyun flying over, the two guards who had noticed long ago immediately reverently said: "Welcome to the saint."
"Saint?" Feng Wuchen was shocked immediately, looked at Ziyun in shock and asked: "Are you a Saint of the Shenluo Fairy Palace?"
"Why? Doesn't it look like?" Ziyun said with a smug expression.
"That's not the case, it's just a surprise." Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly.
Ziyun smiled triumphantly: "I forgot to tell you that my grandfather is the lord of the Shenluo Immortal Palace. In a few days, it's time to pass on the position to my father."
"So that's it." Feng Wuchen nodded, guessing in his heart.
"For the sake of you telling me, I will take you in, but I warn you not to touch the senior sisters of the Shenluo Immortal Palace, otherwise I can't spare you!" Ziyun threatened with a tight fist.
"Okay, I won't move." Feng Wuchen replied helplessly, feeling extremely depressed.
All this was harmed by Xia Shang.
The pattern of the Shenluo Fairy Palace is huge, and the towers of the palaces are daunting.
At this moment, there are many disciples around the square.
Alchemists are competing in the square.
"Alchemy competition." Feng Wuchen cast a curious look.
Two ancient immortal king realm alchemists were comparing alchemists, and two ancient immortal monarch realm alchemists were comparing refining tools. The audience was quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on the alchemists.
"By the way, Feng Wuchen, my grandpa's soul body is seriously damaged, is there any rescue?" Ziyun asked worriedly, her pretty face becoming nervous.
"Your grandpa probably only has less than a month." Feng Wuchen didn't hide it, his eyes kept looking at the alchemy refiner in the square.
"What? No... less than a month? You didn't lie to me? My grandfather is the number one alchemist in the immortal soul world! How come there is less than a month left?" Ziyun pretty face With a big change, the heart almost jumped out, and the tears in the beautiful eyes fell.
"The ancient fairy emperor realm alchemist is indeed the number one in the fairy soul world. If you have time, accompany your grandpa more." Feng Wuchen said calmly.
"Huh? Who is the man next to the saint? It's not our fairy palace disciple, I haven't seen it." One person suddenly asked in doubt, seeing Feng Wuchen.
"Why is the saint crying? It's not that stinky kid who bullied our saint?" Another humane, his face instantly became fierce.
"Senior Sister, that kid bullied our saint woman!" One person gritted his teeth and said angrily.
For a time, dozens of pairs of fierce eyes swept towards Feng Wuchen at the same time.
"Don't cry, they all thought I was bullying you." Feng Wuchen said helplessly, sensing these fierce gazes, he guessed that he was misunderstood.
"Holy woman, what happened? Who is he? Is he bullying you?" a female disciple asked, glancing coldly at Feng Wuchen.
"Saint, do you want me to chop this kid now?" A male disciple gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Wuchen with cannibalistic eyes. As long as Ziyun gave an order, he would definitely chop Feng Wuchen.
"It's none of his business, don't get me wrong. He is a grandfather and a guest, and his name is Feng Wuchen. He is also an alchemist. The brothers and sisters will provoke him first. I will go and see grandpa first." Ziyun wiped away his tears and turned to The hall ran.
"It turned out to be the guest of the palace lord, sorry, sorry, we misunderstood." The disciples all laughed embarrassedly.
The senior sister looked at Feng Wuchen apologetically, and said, "Hello, I am Russell, a disciple of the Shenluo Immortal Palace, and I blamed you just now."
"It's okay." Feng Wuchen didn't care. He looked at the square and asked, "Is this a contest between disciples?"
"No, there are two disciples from the Seven-Star Palace of the Immortal Soul Realm, who came to compete with our senior brother." A disciple explained, very polite.
"On the left is our Immortal Palace disciple, the master Qiu Bufan who refines the instrument, Lei Qi is the one who refines the alchemy, the one on the right is Yi Yunchong, the disciple of the Seven Stars Palace, and the one who refines the alchemy is Yan Zhenxuan. They are all talented disciples." Russell Added.
Feng Wuchen nodded and couldn't deny it.
"Brother Wind, you are also an alchemist, do you think the big brother [biqugetv.info] can win?" a disciple asked quickly.
"From the perspective of soul power, your senior brother is weaker than your opponent. This is already a disadvantage. He refining is a fourth-grade ancient immortal artifact. Although it is easier to succeed, the opponent is refining a fifth-grade ancient immortal artifact. , Although it is not easy to succeed, but I dare not say failure." Feng Wuchen said, although they did not explain, but Russell they all understand.
In fact, Feng Wuchen could tell it at a glance, but it didn't make sense.
"Fifth Grade Ancient Immortal Artifact is not easy to refine for the ancient immortal monarch realm alchemist." A disciple said, he naturally hoped that his senior brother would win.
"In that case, there is hope for Senior Brother." Another disciple said.
"Brother Feng is also the ancient fairy king realm alchemist?" asked a disciple of the ancient fairy king realm alchemist.
"That's not the case, I'm not so good." Feng Wuchen shook his head and said: "However, your senior brother, I'm afraid I will lose."
"What? Losing? How is this possible? Yi Yunchong may not be able to refine the fifth-grade ancient immortal artifact." The alchemist disciple said in shock.
"Buzz!"
However, at this moment, Yi Yunchong's refining furnace suddenly spread a powerful breath, and the refining furnace vibrated.
The face of the disciple of the Shenluo Immortal Palace changed suddenly.
"Did you succeed?" Qiu Bufan looked in shock.
"Qiu Bufan, it seems that I won." Yi Yunchong laughed with joy.