Piaomiao Peak is surrounded by clouds and mist, colorful, full of spiritual energy, and auspicious beasts. It is not an exaggeration to call it a fairyland.
At this time, an alchemy conference was being held in the square at the summit.
Alchemists from all levels in Daxia gathered together, including Sun Desheng, the only alchemy saint in Daxia, and Elder Mu from Beidou Holy Academy.
The importance of this alchemy conference is self-evident, and it can even be said to be a grand ceremony about alchemy.
Since all the visitors were alchemists, aiming to exchange alchemy techniques with each other, the entire square was not silent. Discussions and noise could be heard everywhere.
All the way.
Lin Yu learned the names of the fat old man and the swarthy old woman. One was called Fat Lao Zhu and the other was called Hei Qingcheng.
Through these two people.
He learned that there were two levels in the Alchemy Conference. Only by passing all levels could one be eligible to receive rewards and study ancient elixir recipes.
You must pass the first level before you are eligible to receive VIP treatment and stay in a guest room. Otherwise, please go down the mountain immediately.
After learning the news, Lin Yu suddenly became bitter.
He didn't understand alchemy at all. If he was kicked off the mountain on the first day, it would be impossible to investigate the past events between Meng Kexin and Mr. Jiang.
"Noon has arrived, and the alchemy conference is about to begin. All alchemists are asked to take their numbers and go to their respective seats."
Meng Kexin stood up, and her cold voice echoed dozens of miles away.
Looking at the cold and charming saint sect leader in front of them, many alchemists lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look at him with any profanity.
They took their numbers silently and walked to the playing field in the center of the square.
"Young man, let's go and let the old man see your alchemy skills."
The fat old man took Lin Yu to get a number.
"..."
Lin Yu stopped where he was, with an embarrassed look on his face. He didn't understand alchemy at all. If he went to participate in the alchemy conference, he would definitely look ugly, but if he didn't participate, he would be kicked off the mountain.
The dark-skinned old woman saw Lin Yu's embarrassment and smiled: "Boy, you are not afraid anymore, are you?"
"What are you afraid of? Let's go and compete."
Lin Yu thought for a while, and finally bit the bullet, took his number and entered the competition venue, ranking No. 308.
The fat old man is No. 307, the dark old woman is No. 309.
Thousands of alchemists entered the competition venue one after another and stood in front of the corresponding numbered seats, with everyone twenty meters apart.
"The Alchemy Conference has officially started. The first level is to refine the Holy Pill of Recovery. The time limit is one hour, and one failure is allowed."
Sun Desheng stood up, and his majestic voice spread throughout the square.
Most of the alchemists present began to take action, took out their alchemy furnaces, and began to prepare and refine the medicine according to the prescriptions on the seats.
Lin Yu stood quietly in front of the seat and did not immediately take out the alchemy furnace like other alchemists.
Instead, he picked up a prescription that was placed in front of him and read it carefully.
This elixir recipe only gives the functions of the Rejuvenating Holy Elixir. It does not include any herbs required, the specific amount, or the heating conditions.
"How do you make an elixir? Can you add all the herbs and make it into an elixir?"
Because he didn't know how many herbs, how many spiritual springs, and what kind of heat were needed, Lin Yu was in trouble and stayed where he was, a little at a loss.
The fat old man and dark-skinned old woman on the left and right, as well as the alchemists around, were all busy and orderly.
Only Lin Yu was stunned.
However, because there were so many contestants and all kinds of actions, it didn’t attract much attention.
"I wonder if the Eye of Heaven can tell how much quantity, what kind of heat, and how many spiritual springs are needed to refine the Holy Pill of Recovery."
Lin Yu opened the Eye of Heaven and scanned the pill formula.
The next moment, lines of text appeared in my mind, which introduced in detail the process of refining the Holy Pill of Recovery, completing this incomplete information.
"There is hope after passing the first level."
Lin Yu smiled when he saw the complete recipe in his mind.
Although having the elixir recipe does not mean that the elixir can be refined, it at least has a direction.
He calmed down and began to prepare the medicine, add water, and then make a fire to refine the medicine.
In fact, he could use the Sun Fire, which would make the refining faster and have better results, but doing so would be too flamboyant and easily attract attention.
"I've refined it."
Only five minutes later, Alchemist No. 2, Jin Tianhong, the top genius of the Dengtian Sect today, refined the Holy Pill of Recovery, shocking everyone.
You know, he is only in his thirties and is considered the youngest alchemist present.
However, in a very short time, he refined the Holy Pill of Recovery, even faster than all the alchemy kings, which is unbelievable.
Meng Kexin took the purple elixir the size of a grape from Jin Tianhong's hand, sensed it with her true energy, and announced:
"Alchemist No. 2 refined the middle-grade Rejuvenation Holy Pill and passed the test."
"Tianhong, well done."
Sun Desheng smiled and praised, he was Jin Tianhong's alchemy master, and he was very pleased that his disciple had such achievements.
"Master, I will definitely win the first prize, sweep away a group of alchemy kings, and study the ancient elixir recipe together with Caiyun."
Jin Tianhong looked arrogant as he glanced at all the alchemists present, and finally cast his soft gaze on Alchemist No. 1, Meng Caiyun.
"I've also refined it."
The Alchemy King from Qinglong Academy spent eight minutes refining the Holy Pill of Rejuvenation. The quality was also mid-range.
As time goes by, some alchemists succeed and some fail.
It took Meng Caiyun ten minutes to refine the Rejuvenation Holy Pill, which was still of middle grade.
It took the fat old man and the swarthy old woman fifteen minutes to refine the Rejuvenation Holy Pill almost at the same time, which was also of middle grade.
Lin Yu followed the steps given by the Eye of Heaven and refined the elixir meticulously, fearing that a slight mistake would lead to failure.
Although there is a chance for trial and error, at his current speed of alchemy, it is simply not possible.
There are fewer and fewer people in the competition venue, and the time is getting shorter and shorter. Seeing that there are only three minutes left, Lin Yu is the only one left on the court.
"Who is that person? Why doesn't he have an official alchemist certification seal? Isn't he still an alchemist?"
"Who gave him the courage to come to the alchemy conference even though he is not even an alchemist?"
"With three minutes left, he should have failed."
In the square, many people turned their attention to Lin Yu and talked about him.
The fat old man and the dark-skinned old woman showed regret in their eyes. They all admired Lin Yu.
The countdown of the timer started, sixty, fifty-nine...
"clang…"
In front of everyone's attention, Lin Yu extinguished the flames under the alchemy furnace and suddenly opened the lid of the cauldron. In an instant, the purple light was blazing, the auspicious energy was majestic, and the waves were violent.
There seemed to be thousands of troops galloping inside the alchemy furnace.
A refreshing medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire square.
"Fortunately, the refining was successful at the last minute."
Lin Yu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He was extremely nervous just now, for fear of missing the time.
