Chapter 88: Abandoned Trial Array (seeking recommended collection)

With the end of the Pill Tribulation, it didn't take long for other people to refine the pill one after another, but they were fairly well-formed, and there were no obvious disciples with outstanding talents.
Among all the people, only the demon girl of Ji Yao made Yang Fan take a look, even if it was Zhao Xiang, if there is no good opportunity, it will be the same in the future.
After all, you still have to rely on yourself.
The first place is Zhao Xiang, and the prize is an eight-star high-level alchemy furnace, which can increase the success rate and let Yao Zun give instructions.
This kind of pill furnace can't be bought outside at all, it belongs to the kind that has a price but no market.
Moreover, this was a birthday gift specially made by a certain crafting master when he passed the six thousand birthday, so there is only one in the entire world of cultivation.
As for letting Yao Zun give pointers, in everyone's eyes, it was a great honor.
Because even the direct disciples of Yao Zun have difficulty getting advice from Yao Zun.
The second place is Ji Yao. Although the eighth-rank golden marrow pill she refined has been reduced to the sixth-rank, the sixth-rank pill is not so easy to refine among so many alchemists who only have the third-fourth rank.
The reward for the second place, like the third place, is to get the advice of Yaozun once, and in the subsequent rankings, you will get a fairly good middle-grade pill furnace.
At this point, the alchemy meeting ended successfully.
Half an hour later, Zhao Xiang walked with Yao Zun slower than half a step.
"Sister, did you pass?"
Huang Zishan spoke suddenly, which really attracted everyone's eyes.
Huang Zishan noticed her language error and spit out her tongue.
The fifth-rank alchemist badge on Zhao Xiang's chest has been replaced with a sixth-rank, and the Divine Sword Sect alchemy ushered in a new chapter.
Yang Fan was also happy, happy for the rise of the Divine Sword Gate.
This feeling is like on the National Day, when more than a billion people across the country watch the raising of the national flag at the same time, the surface is calm, but the heart is extremely passionate and excited.
I really hope that the Excalibur Gate can exist forever.
This is the most true portrayal in Yang Fan's heart.
It’s just that Yang Fan didn’t know that in the future, he would go down to the Five Source Continent tens of thousands of years later by chance, and the former prosperous Sword Gate...
"Nephew Xianxian, it's not too early at this time. Why not stay and play for a few days before leaving?"
"This..."
Xun Jianfei looked at the six people whose eyes were full of light, and it was not easy to refute Yao Zun's face, so he had to agree.
After a meal.
"Sun Xiaoyou, please take a look. That is where the trial of the ancient sect was located."
Yao Zun and Yang Fan came to a high-rise building near the seaside of the Alchemist's Union. Even with Yang Fan's current strength, they could only vaguely see dozens of pieces of only the size of a sesame.
"In those small islands, there are extremely hidden formations. Even if it is me, it is really not easy to detect if it is not close."
"How did the senior discover it?"
"It’s a coincidence. Once I went to find the fairy grass that is necessary for refining the elixir. When I passed the small islands, I caught up with the tide. Then I noticed a wave of formations and went to check it. The truth was discovered later."
"Ok."
Yang Fan nodded, suddenly thinking of something.
"The necessary fairy grass for ascending elixir? How did you get the elixir of ascending?"
Yang Fan pretended.
However, Yao Zun had a strange expression on his face.
"Why, did little friend Yang Fan forgot that you handed the complete elixir ascending pill to Zhang Qishan, the president of Fengyuan City branch?"
Yang Fan was silent for a long time.
"How did you discover that I was Yang Fan?"
Yang Fan removed the high-level disguise, the original Monkey King in Dragon Ball has now become Yang Fan's original face.
When Yao Zun heard this, he suddenly laughed.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Take off your Eighth Stage Alchemist badge and look behind it."
Yang Fan was taken aback and quickly took it off, then smiled.
"It seems that I was clever but was mistaken by cleverness."
On the back of the badge of Yang Fan's eighth-grade pharmacist, "Eight-grade pharmacist Yang Fan" is written in seven small characters.
"So, the reason why I will reveal my identity is when others question that I am not qualified to sit on the judges' stage, when I give you the badge?"
"Almost. But before that, I have a 30% chance of suspecting you, but after seeing your badge, I am 100% sure."
Yang Fan smiled bitterly.
It seems that even with advanced disguise, it may not be able to hide it from everyone.
Early the next morning.
The gate of the Alchemist's Union.
"President Yao, let's go first."
Xun Jianfei took six disciples and three guardian elders to leave.
"Don't you stay for a few more days?"
"No, there are many things in the sect, and these six people still need to practice more. Goodbye!"
"There will be a period later."
Yao Zun clasped his fists.
"We should start."
"it is good."
After half an hour.
The two came to Xining Island.
Yang Fan found out his spiritual knowledge, but did not notice any formation.
"No hurry, the tide is coming soon, and only the tide will affect the concealment of that formation."
A quarter of an hour later, the tide arrived as expected.
Hum!
Yang Fan, who had been investigating with God's Sense, suddenly discovered that there was a modest wave of formation in the center of these small islands.
"Quick, the tide will not last long."
Yao Zun and Yang Fan tried their best to mobilize the true energy, and finally found the entrance after hiding again in that formation.
"Yang Fan, I can no longer go in, otherwise I will be attacked by the formation. Everything is up to you."
"Don't worry, I won't swallow good things alone."
After speaking, Yang Fan stepped into the range of the stele used for inspection.
Follow the instructions to drip a drop of blood into the stele.
boom!
At the moment when the stele had absorbed Yang Fan's blood, the stele shuddered violently, and then a golden light rushed into the sky, and finally disappeared without a shadow.
At this time, the Xianyu upstream continent far beyond the sky.
An old man with white beard and hair, skin as delicate as a baby, and no wrinkles on his face, suddenly opened his eyes in the restricted area of ​​the back mountain of a certain school.
"It's been tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect that the detection stele abandoned in the lower realm would actually send a message. It seems that the people in the lower realm are not ordinary people. I just don't know what it is to be invincible with that sword?"
The old man closed his eyes immediately.
"what happened?"
Yao Zun who was still waiting outside the formation was taken aback.
The situation just now was very dynamic, and Yao Zun was affirmed, the entire Fire Source Nation, no, the entire mortal realm would feel the abnormal changes here.
"not good!"
Yao Zun thought of something, and hurriedly shouted in the direction where the formation had disappeared.
"Yang Fan, there was a lot of movement just now. I believe that within a week, some Mahayana periods in the Fire Country will arrive here. I am afraid that people from other continents will also arrive in a month. You have to hurry up."
However, the formation method not only isolates the exploration, but also isolates the voice. No word of Yao Zun's words reached Yang Fan's ears.
Seeing this, Yao Zun could only withdraw first. For a short time, Yang Fan might not be able to get out.
At the same time, an old man with a tortoise shell behind his back slightly opened his squinted eyes in a deep sea that was tens of thousands of miles away from Wuyuan Continent.
"How many years, it looks like it's 30,000 years. I didn't expect to feel this familiar breath again. It can't be wrong, it seems that it has appeared. I...should also go out for a walk, or else I'm too old to be misunderstood."
The old man carrying the tortoise shell slowly stood up, and the sand that had settled for an unknown amount of time fell off his body, revealing the sacred totem on the old man's clothes.
A turtle!
To be precise, it is Xuanwu.