It was just dawning, and the glimmer of morning light revealed a patch of fish-belly white in the sky.
Lin Yu used the Sky-Breaking Mirror to teleport away. He wanted to avoid all eyes and ears and enter everyone's field of vision with a new identity.
At the foot of Piaomiao Peak.
Today, many people gathered here, all of whom were alchemists from all over the world. They were old and young, and they were talking a lot.
"Do you know that for this alchemy conference, Qinglong Academy, White Tiger Academy, and Dengtian Sect have sent alchemists here. It will be too difficult for us to get ahead this time."
"what is this.
I heard from the grapevine that people from the Beidou Holy Academy are here, but they don't need to attend the alchemy conference and can directly study the ancient elixir formula. "
"Are you attending the alchemy conference for the ancient elixir recipe? Not for Fairy Caiyun and her senior sisters?"
"I want the elixir, and I also want the beauty."
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Everyone was chatting and laughing, and they were not hostile to each other just because they were competitors.
Lin Yu transformed into an ordinary-looking young man through the ancient magical power of Seventy-Two Transformations, silently listening to everyone's conversations and filtering important news.
"Look, Master Jin Tianhong, the first genius of the Dengtian Sect, is here..."
At this moment, beasts galloped in the sky, and a golden chariot galloped over, dazzling like a dazzling sun across the sky.
On the golden chariot stood a young man who shone like a star.
He has an extraordinary temperament, and has a golden dragon horn on his forehead, which is extremely magical.
"He is worthy of being the future saint of the Dengtian Sect. His chariots and mounts are all heavenly kings and beasts, and they are extremely powerful."
When everyone saw the golden chariot ignoring the Wentian Sect's mountain-protecting formation and rushing directly into Piaomiao Peak, their eyes were filled with admiration and envy.
As ordinary alchemists, they can only climb up the ladder and cannot control the air.
Lin Yu looked as usual and followed everyone.
"That's Dan Chenzi, the semi-saint of alchemy. I didn't expect him to come too."
Everyone exclaimed and looked up at the sky.
An old man with white beard and hair, a fairy-like spirit, was flying in the air. Wherever he passed, the aroma of medicinal herbs was refreshing.
The group of people walked not far.
Under the sun, a gorgeous chariot arrived in the sky, being carried by several beautiful women. Sitting on it was a purple-haired man with an outstanding temperament. He could not tell his age, but he should not be young anymore. His face was slightly weathered. .
The purple-haired man casually threw it towards the crowd on the ground.
Like hail falling, crystal clear and colorful beads fell down one after another. Under the refraction of the sun, they shone with magnificent colors and were extremely beautiful.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yu was stunned.
These colorful beads are actually holy elixirs, and there are even many high-grade holy elixirs.
This purple-haired man is so brave that he directly gives out the holy elixir!
"Oh my god, Sun Desheng, our only alchemy saint in Daxia, is here too. The lowest quality of the elixirs he gives are all holy elixirs, and they are much higher than the same level of elixirs. Everyone, hurry up and grab them."
"Mine, mine, all mine."
"Everyone who meets you has a share, Zhao Erhu, please leave some for me."
Everyone went crazy, and they all jumped into the air to grab the holy elixir in the air, like a group of hungry dogs.
Some even almost got into a fight over it.
There were only a few people who maintained their identity and did not participate in the fight, and Lin Yu was one of them. He felt that the alchemy saint's behavior was too disgusting, a bit like giving alms to a beggar, and disrespectful.
"Sun Desheng, the first sect in Daxia to reach heaven, a saint who entered the Tao through elixirs.
His status in Daxia is second only to a few people such as the heads of various sects and the deans of colleges. He actually came to participate in the alchemy conference. Is the ancient alchemy formula really so tempting? "
Next to Lin Yu, a fat old man murmured to himself, his eyes full of shock.
"I see that Sun Dasheng is not only here for the Taikoo Alchemy Formula, but also for Meng Dasheng from Wentian Sect. It is rumored that they had a friendship in the past, but it is a pity that they could not get together."
Next to him, an old woman with a dark face said.
Her voice was a bit pretentious and sounded extremely strange.
Hearing this, Lin Yu's heart moved and he looked at the swarthy old woman with a happy expression. It seemed that this old man knew some secrets.
"Old man, do you know the past of the Great Sage Meng?"
Lin Yu stepped forward and asked enthusiastically.
He didn't expect that before he entered Tianzong, he would meet someone who knew Meng Kexin's past. He was so sleepy that he encountered a pillow.
"Call sister."
The dark-skinned old woman looked displeased and stared at Lin Yu.
Seeing this old, dark, and wrinkled face, Lin Yu was stunned. It was too much to call her sister.
"Young man, why are you still standing there? Call Sister Qingcheng. As long as you please her, Shengdan will be able to feed you in the future. She is an alchemy king."
The fat old man smiled.
"Did you hear that? Call me Sister Qingcheng and I will give you a holy elixir."
The swarthy old woman pretended to be charming.
Lin Yu almost couldn't hold it back and vomited out all the food he had eaten the previous night. Where did this old and ugly woman have the confidence to be called "Qingcheng"?
"Boy, the look in your eyes makes me feel like you're looking for a beating."
The dark-skinned old woman was angry and stared at Lin Yu with an unkind look on her face.
"No, not at all. I just want to ask about the past of the Great Sage Meng. How much do you know? I will pay you."
Lin Yu said, taking out two high-grade magic weapons from the storage ring.
"Tch, who cares?"
The dark-skinned old woman didn't even look at the high-grade magic weapon in Lin Yu's hand and continued on her way.
"Young man, we are both alchemists and we don't fight. What's the use of holding these magic weapons?"
The fat old man smiled lightly and said:
"We don't dare to talk nonsense about the past events of the Great Sage Meng, and we don't know much about it. I heard that the Great Sage Meng, the Great Sage Sun, and Jiang Feng, the Supreme Elder of the Tianjian Sect, were three rangers and had a close relationship. good."
"Thanks for informing."
Lin Yu seemed to feel that he had touched some secrets.
But because we know too little, we can't deduce it.
"Young man, are you here to participate in the Alchemy Conference? Which college or sect are you from?"
the fat old man asked.
"A nameless sect, not worth mentioning."
Lin Yu didn't even bother to make it up, so he just said it casually.
"You don't even have a trace of alchemy fire in your body. You haven't become an alchemist yet. If you come to this alchemy conference, I'm afraid you will fail at the first level. I think you have good bones and are a good candidate for alchemy. I'll pay my respects." Let me be your teacher, and I will teach you how to make alchemy from now on."
The fat old man was tempted to accept a disciple.
"Thank you, I already have a master."
Lin Yu politely declined.
"That's such a shame."
The fat old man looked regretful. He saw that Lin Yu was different.
"It's okay. We can exchange alchemy skills in the future."
Lin Yu was talking nonsense. In fact, he didn't understand alchemy at all. He came to the alchemy conference this time just to inquire about the past events of Meng Kexin and Jiang Feng. He didn't really want to participate in the alchemy conference.
"Boy, can you communicate with us about your three-legged cat's alchemy skills?"
The swarthy old woman's face was full of disdain. She was still angry that Lin Yu refused to call her sister.
Although she has a weird temper, she is not vicious. She did not retaliate against Lin Yu, but was just a little unhappy.
"Young man, who is your master? There are only a few dozen alchemists at the level of the Great Xia Tian King. I should have heard about them."
The fat old man looked at Lin Yu with a hint of curiosity.
He did not think that Lin Yu's master would be an alchemy semi-sage or an alchemy saint.
"You may not recognize an ordinary alchemist."
Lin Yu said casually.
"Pfft..."
When the people nearby heard this, they burst into laughter. An alchemist's apprentice came to participate in the alchemy conference? You must know that the people present are at worst alchemists.
Alchemy masters and alchemy kings abound.
"Boy, you are not even an alchemist. Go home and practice again. This is not a place for children."
"All cats and dogs come to the alchemy conference. It's really shameless."
Some couldn't help but jeer.
"Young man, I am an alchemy king. I am better than your master. Please join me."
When the fat old man heard this, he saw an opportunity and came to recruit disciples again.
"Boy, if you call me sister, I can teach you everything you need to make you a prominent alchemy prince, or even a king of heaven."
The dark-skinned old woman turned her head and looked at Lin Yu.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I came to the alchemy conference not to become a disciple."
Lin Yu looked embarrassed and quickly refused again.
During the conversation, the group arrived at the summit square of Piaomiao Peak, where many people had gathered.
Sun Desheng, the alchemy sage, and Meng Kexin, the leader of the Wentian Sect, were both sitting on the high platform in the first place, talking and laughing happily.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yu felt extremely sad for Mr. Jiang. Sage Meng was Mr. Jiang's wife, so why did he feel like she wanted to marry someone else.
