Chapter 1420: Falling Soul Pill

Chapter 1420 Falling Soul Pill
Rumble!
Jieyun descended from the sky and came to the top of Yunheng's alchemy furnace.
Immediately after Lei Jie struck the alchemy furnace, he made a deafening sound. In this sound, Wushuang's sound of frying the furnace again seemed very small.
The Pill Tribulation disappeared quickly, and a light medicinal scent came out of the alchemy furnace, which was separated by a barrier, which was barely audible, but people still smelled it.
"Success!"
"Yunheng succeeded!"
"Yun Heng is a genius! Son of the Chosen! Successfully refined in one go!"
People exhilarated and praised, as if they were proud of you, because they were very optimistic about Yunheng from the beginning, and Yunheng's success is what they hope for.
With a crisp sound, the pill was completely condensed in the alchemy furnace, only waiting for the poison pill to be taken out.
Yun Hong Danzun finally showed a smile on his face, and looked at each other with Chairman Zhang on the side.
"Congratulations to Yun Heng, for successfully refining the pill, then the chairman of the committee will personally go and get the pill."
Chairman Zhang said with a smile.
Several reviewers nodded.
Old Danzun Deyang, who had not spoken, snorted softly, showing his disdain.
Danzun Yun Hong saw it, just as he didn't see it, and didn't want to argue with him. He smiled on his face. His nephew succeeded, but Wushuang, who was optimistic about the old Danzun from Deyang, was constantly in the fryer. It was clear who won and who lost. what.
This time is stable, as long as the old man fancy, Heng'er can fly into the sky! Bringing great glory to the Yun Family, even if the county guards, they must respectfully speak to the Yun Family.
Chairman Zhang stepped forward and lifted the crystallization of Yun Heng's whole body, and patted Yun Heng's shoulder with appreciation, "You are young and promising! Young and promising!"
Yun Heng humbled a few words, but the pride in his eyes could not be concealed, his head held high, proud as a male peacock showing off on the screen.
Chairman Zhang personally took out the pill from Yunheng's alchemy furnace, but he frowned. Because the pill was flawed, it was very obvious. It was not round and smooth at all, but rather frizzy. This shows that Yunheng is refining. During a certain process, the heat was not well controlled.
Judging from the appearance of the pill, just a little bit, it may become a waste pill.
"The quality of Yunheng's pill doesn't look very good!"
Old Danzun Deyang had sharp eyes and said loudly when he saw it.
Everyone has also seen that the pill is indeed flawed and the quality is very average.
"The Falling Soul Pill is a poison pill and it is difficult to refine. Yun Heng is a low-rank demi-god pill master. He can reach this level and is above the expected value. At least he can refine the Falling Soul Pill, which shows that his talent is very high."
Chairman Zhang said immediately, emphasizing Yunheng's advantages.
"Whether it is the Falling Soul Pill, I'm not sure, President Zhang is too optimistic about Yun Heng." Deyang Old Danzun said.
"The president is optimistic about geniuses. As long as he is an excellent genius alchemist, this president is optimistic about it." Chairman Zhang said, "As for whether Yunheng is a pill, it is up to a few judges. Judged."
"President, we haven't seen the Falling Soul Pill, how to judge this?"
Several judges said that although they knew the effects of the Fallen Soul Pill, it was a bit difficult to judge. In fact, before the start of the game, they did not know what the content of the game was. After learning that they were going to refine the Falling Soul Pill, they all Some have no confidence, after all, the Fallen Soul Pill has been lost for more than 100,000 years.
"The old man has a complete Falling Soul Pill here."
At this moment, the humble old man suddenly said, and took out a simple box from his arms. After opening it, a crystal clear black pill was exposed, exuding a grass-like fragrance of medicine.
Compared with the pill that Yunheng refines, the quality is simply the sky and the underground.
"This is the Falling Soul Pill!"
Several judges all leaned forward, with crazy eyes in their eyes, and the Fallen Soul Pill, which had been lost for hundreds of thousands of years, was right in front of him.
Old Danzun from Deyang also leaned forward to look at it, and wanted to study it.
Excellent alchemists are very enthusiastic about pills.
They watched for a while, and then began to compare Yunheng's pills.
"Although the quality of Yunheng's Poison Pill is very poor, it is the same in appearance, color, and smell as the real Soul Soul Pill, and it should be refined with the same amount of the same medicinal material. of."
A judge said.
The other judge also nodded: "Yes, Yun Heng is very good and talented, so he refined the Falling Soul Pill in one go."
"This kind of talent can be called a monster!"
"It seems that Yun Heng has a very thorough understanding of medicinal materials, and he is also very savvy!"
The judges are all complimenting.
Danzun Yun Hong nodded and smiled, and glanced at the old man, but saw that the old man had no expression, his eyes were looking at the playing field.
What's so good about the game? The other few can't make such a difficult Falling Soul Pill!
He glanced towards the court and suddenly his expression froze.
I don’t know when, Wushuang has no fryer anymore. Her technique is particularly neat and quick. She can only see the phantom in the air with her hands, but even because of the fast speed inside, she cannot be so fast! She has been refined to the middle and late stages, and all the medicinal materials have been added to the alchemy furnace.
It was obvious that she had only exploded the furnace once when Yun Heng Danjue, was that the last time she had fried the furnace?
A bad premonition suddenly flashed in Yun Hongdanzun's heart. There were still a few hours before the end of the game. Even if Wushuang fry the furnace again, there is still time to continue refining.
He faintly felt that she didn't seem to be frying anymore.
She tried all the proportions, she made thousands of attempts, and everything was laying the foundation for her.
Do not! She will not succeed!
It took more than a hundred thousand years for someone to repair the pill that was so difficult to refine. After she tried more than a thousand times, can she successfully refine it? It's impossible! She is not a talented evildoer!
Yun Hong Danzun expelled the bad thoughts from his mind, his face sank.
If I knew it earlier, I should listen to Heng'er, and kill her directly, there would not be so many things.
Killing intent flashed past his mind.
"Wushuang, she won't fry the stove!"
"I'm not used to it, I don't hear the familiar fryer sound, I always feel like something is missing."
"To be honest, the fryer is more than a thousand times, and it can continue to refine. I really admire her patience. If I were to give it up, I would just quit."
Some people praise Wushuangdao.
Some people refuted:
"Oh, what about good endurance, too bad strength, how do you compare with those geniuses?"
"She will have to fry the stove later, wait and see!"
In the midst of these babbled discussions, a pill of pill came quietly, making everyone unexpected.
"Let me go! What I said, suddenly there is a pill! Who is going to become a pill? Yu An?"
"No! It's not Yu An! It's Wushuang! It's Wushuang who wants to become a pill!"
"Fuck!"