Chapter 1688: Close the furnace for a hundred years!

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At this moment, all the examiners in the secret room focused on the third spirit pill, and no one noticed the surprise on Mo Zhengyang's face.
Although this spirit pill that brings together light and darkness has reached the "excellent" level, in the eyes of these eight-star masters, it is still not perfect, and there are many flaws.
In the end, a total of 17 defects were found.
Of course, compared to the Ice and Fire Bipolar Pill and the Wind and Cloud Dragon and Tiger Pill, it is already stronger than a little bit.
Immediately afterwards, many examiners turned their eyes to the fourth brocade box.
There is no doubt that this is a spirit pill refined by Xiaodan King Xie Feng.
Xie Feng not only got the Golden Crow Sacred Furnace, but even mobilized the power of the nine-day stars to refine the alchemy. Everyone was looking forward to what kind of spiritual pill he could refine.
Finally, the brocade box was opened.
"Whhhhhhhhhhh!"
Hundreds of brilliance shot out from it, illuminating the entire secret room, like stars shining brightly.
These brilliance condensed into the shape of a spoon in the air, of which seven are the most dazzling, making people afraid to look directly.
"Oh my God!"
An examiner exclaimed: "The power of the stars that gather the seven main stars of the Big Dipper galaxy! I didn't expect Xie Feng to have such incomparable alchemy techniques at a young age, even the old man sighed!"
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves forward!"
"Hey... It's a pity that I didn't see the scene of his alchemy, and I don't know what kind of heaven and earth visions aroused when the alchemy was completed!"
It took a few minutes before the sky light slowly dissipated.
Looking intently, it was a crystal clear spirit pill with a smooth surface, but there were hundreds of small light spots shining inside, as if it gave birth to hundreds of stars.
"Naxu Miyu mustard seeds, this is a technique created by Lord Pill King. In today's world, people can be used to count with one hand. I didn't expect Xie Feng to learn it!"
"Huh? This spirit pill is flawless, it is not'excellent' level, it has reached the realm of'perfect'!" Someone exclaimed.
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a huge boulder hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves of waves, causing an uproar in the arena.
If it is the difference between "ordinary" and "excellent", the difference is between mortal and genius.
Then the difference between "excellence" and "perfection" is the difference between genius and eternal pride!
Tianshu Star is so big, there are tens of billions of monks.
Even a genius who is one in a billion can find hundreds of them.
The so-called eternal arrogance, alone in the world, overwhelmingly, above the top of all living beings.
Even those geniuses pale in comparison to them, and they are not of the same level.
The eternal pride of every domain is like a high mountain, lying in front of it, others can only look up, but cannot pass.
The current Dan Wang Ling is peerless, he is an eternal arrogant, his Dan Dao attainments have reached an incredible realm.
Even the proudest alchemist could not have the idea of ​​being shoulder to shoulder with Ling Jueshi.
And now, Xie Feng has refined a "perfect" level spirit pill, it is really possible to become a new generation of eternal arrogance.
The so-called "perfect" means that there are no flaws, no defects, and no faults can be found.
Easy to say, but difficult to do!
From the selection of medicinal materials, to the methods of alchemy, and the control of the heat again, there can be no mistakes in every small detail.
Throughout the process of alchemy, the alchemist is like an extremely precise robot.
The many examiners present, even seniors like Lin Qingxuan, have never refined a "perfect" level Celestial Pill.
In the next moment, all the examiners looked directly at the spirit pills in the brocade box, and looked carefully, trying to see if there were any shortcomings.
However, even the most critical and fault-finding person cannot find any flaws.
perfect!
It can only be described as perfect!
This is not like a man-made spirit pill, but like a treasure bred from heaven and earth, which gathers the aura of the universe and absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon.
"Hey...the younger generation is terrible!"
Lin Qingxuan sighed quietly, and said with emotion: "The old man has made more than six hundred spring and autumn alchemy pills, and he has refined hundreds of heavenly pill, which is a bit of a name! But let the old man make such a pill. , The old man can’t do it! Xiaodan Wang Xie Feng, and even the true Tianzong wizard! Everyone, the champion of this Dan League conference, there must be no dispute!"
"What Old Lin said is!"
"Xie Feng is a well-deserved champion, no one can beat the crowd!"
"Lin Feiyu's'excellent'-level spirit pill is also very good. If he can definitely win the championship in the previous pill league conference, it is a pity that he was born at a bad time and met Xie Feng!"
"Xie Feng's alchemy level is fully qualified to become the elder of the pill league! It won't be long before we old guys will be left behind by him!"
"All right!"
Lin Qingxuan glanced at the audience and said solemnly: "If everyone has no objections, let's go out and announce the result of this game!"
Many examiners got up one after another, preparing to leave the secret room.
"and many more!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, which was particularly abrupt in the silence.
Everyone looked at the source of the sound, but they saw that the speaker was Mo Zhengyang.
"Friend Mo Dao, do you have anything to say?" Lin Qingxuan asked.
"My colleagues, is there one last spirit pill that I haven't scored here?" Mo Zhengyang said.
The last one? !
Everyone in the field was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted, showing strange colors on their faces.
"Friend Mo Dao, are you talking about the spirit pill in the fifth brocade box?"
"Isn't that a waste pill?"
"That's right! Lao Lin has opened Chinchilla. What can I see in a useless pill, it's just a waste of everyone's time!"
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"I don't think that is a waste pill!"
Mo Zhengyang's tone was decisive and sound.
Seeing him so stubborn, other people's faces showed dissatisfaction and were quite murmured.
"Friend Mo Dao, what do you mean, do you question Old Lin's view?"
"Yes! We all always thought that it was a waste pill. You alone can see the difference. Everyone is drunk and I am alone?"
Facing these doubts, Mo Zhengyang did not respond. Instead, he turned to look at the staff and said: "Is this fifth spirit pill made by a young man named Ye Fan?"
"This..." The staff said with a distressed expression, "Senior, according to the principle of fairness and justice, the identity of the alchemist cannot be revealed during the evaluation process!"
"It's this time, what else can't be said?!" Mo Zhengyang shouted angrily.
Everyone had guessed the identity of the alchemist for the other four spirit pills.
And in full view, there is no possibility of fraud.
As the chief examiner, Lin Qingxuan has always adhered to the principle of justice and has never canvassed for his grandson.
The staff hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Senior, you guessed right, this spirit pill was indeed made by a contestant named Ye Fan!"
Hearing this, Mo Zhengyang rushed to the fifth brocade box without saying anything, and made a gesture to open the lid.
Seeing his actions, other examiners whispered:
"It seems that Friends Daoist Mo is going to support Ye Fan!"
"All right! Just look at what kind of pill the kid has refined!"
"Maybe a miracle happened!"
"If I miss you, I will apologize to Daoyou Mo later!"
Mo Zhengyang finally opened the lid under the eyes of everyone.
The venue was peaceful, without any vision, as if nothing had happened.
Looking into the distance, a spirit pill was lying quietly in the brocade box, showing a dark gray color.
At first glance, it looks as if it is not lost, unremarkable, and unremarkable. There is no pattern on the surface, and there are no strong vitality fluctuations inside.
Waste Dan!
There is no doubt that this is a waste pill!
This happens because of the failure of refining and all the medicinal properties are dispersed.
"No! Impossible!"
Mo Zhengyang's pupils shrank suddenly, the muscles of the corners of his eyes twitched, and his face was full of unconcealed surprise.
In his mind, the attainments of that mysterious young man's alchemy are enough to be comparable to the pill king, how can he refine such an abolished pill!
"Friend Mo Dao, now...you should have nothing to say! Okay, let's go out!"
Lin Qingxuan said, walking out, and other examiners followed.
"Hold on! Give me another chance!"
Mo Zhengyang uttered a loud shout, and his body flashed to block everyone's path.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qingxuan frowned, and an unpleasant color flashed in his eyes, and said majesticly: "Friend Mo Dao, what do you mean, do you want to reverse black and white and hinder the justice of the Dan League conference? , This is still a waste pill!"
Other examiners also echoed:
"Yes! Real can't be fake, fake can't be real!"
"This waste pill, let alone compare with the sky-level spirit pill, just find a yellow-level spirit pill, it is better than it!"
"Friend Mo Dao, you are too stubborn!"
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Hearing the persuasion of the crowd, Mo Zhengyang had a firm expression without any concession. His eyes were as sharp as a divine sword, and he said every word: "Friend Qingxuan, apart from'sniffing' and'looking' , There is one last link!"
Lin Qingxuan's brow furrowed as soon as he said this, and he was silent.
Indeed, "sniffing" and "looking" both carry personal subjective opinions, which may lead to misleading situations.
And there is one of the most important and accurate links in discerning Dan.
The monk can inject the inner strength into the spirit pill to stimulate a part of the medicinal properties to judge the efficacy of this spirit pill.
However, this method will deplete the medicinal properties of the spirit pill itself and even lead to a decline in grade.
A Heaven-Rank Spirit Pill, if it loses too much of its medicinal properties, it is very likely to be downgraded to Earth-Rank high-grade.
Because of this, people will not use this method to distinguish pill unless it is a last resort.
However, this is a waste pill in front of him, no matter how internal energy is injected, it will not burst out of any medicine.
Thinking of this, Lin Qingxuan looked at Mo Zhengyang and said sternly: "State-owned, national laws, and family rules! As the chief examiner of the Dan League Conference, you are not allowed to act like this!
"Friend Qingxuan, I believe this spirit pill is a dusted pearl, please give me another chance! If it proves that this is really a waste pill, then I am willing to remove the position of the elder of the pill league and seal the furnace for a hundred years!" Mo Zhengyang said in a deep voice, with a tragic spirit between the lines.
what? Closed furnace for a hundred years? !
Closing the furnace, for the alchemist, means no longer alchemy.
It's like a swordsman sealing the sword, the general removes his armour, and a generation of lords wash their hands with a golden basin.
This is a great punishment, even more difficult than physical torture.
As the saying goes, the fist does not leave the hand and the mouth does not leave.
Even a great master-level alchemist, if he doesn't make alchemy for a hundred years, his skills will inevitably degenerate.
Everyone present never expected that Mo Zhengyang would actually make such a cruel oath, almost desperate, not leaving any retreat for himself.
"Hey... Fellow Mo Dao, why are you doing this? How can you pay such a price for a mere abandoned pill?" someone next to him persuaded.
"I have decided!" Mo Zhengyang insisted.
In his opinion, Ye Fan has a life-saving grace for himself, even if he gives everything, he will not frown.
And now, the spirit pill refined by Ye Fan is not optimistic, and even regarded as more than just.
Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he would justify Ye Fan's name.
"Ok!"
Seeing Mo Zhengyang's determination, Lin Qingxuan nodded helplessly, and said: "Friend Mo Dao, since you insist, then give you one last chance! Please!"
"Thank you!"
Mo Zhengyang saluted, then walked to the fifth brocade box and carefully picked up the spirit pill.
"Ye Xiaoyou, the old man will bet everything on you, I hope you won't let me down!"
Mo Zhengyang muttered to himself, and then ran the majestic internal energy into this spirit pill.