Within the city, the streets are wide. On both sides, there are high-rise shops and small stalls selling goods on the ground. Pedestrians pass by and the sound of conversation is endless.
The name of the city they entered was Changqi City. Among the C-level cities, there were cultivators of spiritual transformation who were stationed there, and they were also the top beings among such cities.
Pei Xihe flaunted a sapphire folding fan in her hand. The light cyan fox shrank in size, and the smaller one was entangled on her shoulder.
She walked around and looked at the crowd around her. Most of them were cultivators, and of course there were also mortals.
Pei Xihe had already expected this. According to Helian Jiucheng, the rich spiritual energy of the Eternal Immortal Temple can even be compared with the Upper Immortal Realm in some blessed places. The more abundant the spiritual energy, for the human race, the descendants will be better. The more likely it is that spiritual roots will appear in the bowels.
Of course, this does not mean that outstanding spiritual roots will never appear in places with exhausted spiritual energy. For example, Pei Xihe was born in a mortal realm, but has nine-inch spiritual roots. This is just a difference in probability.
Walking on the street, ordinary vendors also have Qi training skills.
Pei Xihe heard a commotion, looked around and saw a crowd of people surging in the distance, and she felt a little curious. She stepped away and walked into the crowd.
Her aura of cultivation has never been concealed. Although there are guards affiliated with the City Lord's Mansion patrolling the city at all times to prevent conflicts, this Nascent Soul monk is enough to call him a true king, and no one else dares to notice this looming pressure. Stand in front of her.
In front of you is an octagonal arena, which is huge and takes up a lot of space.
There was a person standing on each of the eight sides, and a considerable heat wave spread from above.
Pei Xihe raised his head slightly and looked up. His eyes flashed. Among the eight people above, there was an acquaintance.
The woman wearing a pale white cloud-patterned robe, with a green jade lotus tablet and a small gourd tied around her waist, with her black hair held up by only a white tie, and who threw herself wholeheartedly at the alchemy furnace in front of her, was not the Ying Fei who had traded at the bottom of the sea. Who is it again?
There was a thin layer of sweat on her face, but her eyes were shining with enthusiasm for the elixir being refined in front of her.
The elixir cauldron is as clear as jade. There are eighteen and a half moon carvings on the cauldron. A large number of cloud patterns on the elixir cover are shimmering. There is a dragon and a phoenix intertwined with each other, exuding a mysterious charm injected into the cauldron, and the corners of the furnace are six Feet, carving patterns of animal figures.
Pei Xihe could tell at a glance that this elixir was extraordinary and a powerful magical weapon.
Her Tianguang Sword in the small world of the sun and moon is still one step away from completing the promotion. But at this time, if she can find some magical water sources, remove the real fire and supplement it with rare and rare water, complete the cooling and quenching, the natural quality will be achieved. Higher, more spiritual.
Naturally, he had such a plan when he entered the city.
At this time, she felt deep in her heart, watching the competition on the ring with all her heart, and asked the cultivator next to her.
The cultivator was just building the foundation. When he saw Pei Xihe looking at him, he thought he had offended her. He was shaking like chaff, but when he heard his question, he felt relieved and answered her respectfully.
"Senior, this is an event organized by the largest Wanjin Merchant Alliance in the city. It is a Dan Dou. As long as cultivators within two decades, that is, under the age of 120, can participate in the competition, it is held every ten years. Once upon a time, the odds are not small.”
Pei Xihe nodded, opened the folding fan in front of him, flashed his storage ring, and took out a bottle of eighth-grade elixir for him, which made him extremely grateful.
She probably knew that in such events, the winnings were often rare and high-level elixirs.
After roughly sensing the auras on the stage, among the eight contestants, six Nascent Souls and two Golden Cores controlled considerable flames.
The medicinal power in the alchemy furnace is at least level five.
The little cyan fox on Pei Xihe's shoulder swayed its tail slightly, and Helian Jiucheng said to her.
"What are you doing looking at Doudan? Is that the monk you bought the elixir from last time? I think she has the best chance of winning. She seems to be trying to refine a fourth-grade elixir. At such an age The alchemist can be considered a genius in the immortal world."
Pei Xihe doesn't know much about elixirs, but he can sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him with the help of his heavenly spiritual roots. High-grade elixirs are naturally attracted to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After being refined, they will continue to absorb the energy of heaven and earth to replenish it, so they cannot be used immediately after being released. Taking it is called "nourishing elixir".
The eight people on the stage have entered the final steps of condensing the medicinal power into elixirs, but only three people made such movements in the elixir furnaces, and Ying Fei was among them.
Pei Xihe then sent a message to him.
"Actually, I suspect that Ying Fei is not a native of Eternal Immortal Temple."
"You mean she came from the outside world? How do you know?"
Pei Xihe looked at the stage with his usual expression.
"I have taken her mental health pills. Although I have never been exposed to alchemy, I once recognized some of the medicinal properties in it."
When Pei Xihe was a child in Kunlun, he memorized all the elixirs and medicinal materials that he could access in order to collect cultivation resources. Later, with the inheritance memory of the Golden Crow, there were few spiritual medicinal materials in this world. She didn't recognize it.
In the Immortal Temple, she met many tribulation cultivators who wanted to kill them and seize treasures along the way. When she first entered the Immortal Temple, in order to quickly understand and integrate and hide her identity from the outside world, she naturally used the soul-searching technique.
That medicinal material was the Phyllostachys vulgare, a special medicine cultivated by the human race in Xiancha. It has the effect of promoting blood circulation, smoothing the Qi, and clearing the heart and soul. Her storage ring also stored some of it.
But the medicinal properties in the Yangshen Pills are even more powerful. The alchemist's technique is very powerful, removing the turbidity and leaving the essence, and using other medicinal properties to stimulate it. But it cannot be hidden from people like Pei Xihe who have an extraordinary physique. After refining and absorbing When he is in the state, he can control the physical body in extremely subtle ways and sense changes in the power of the medicine.
The medicinal properties of the Thousand Golden Crow Vine are to cleanse the turbid blood in the meridians and clear the soul, but on the contrary, it will temporarily block the qi and blood.
For such an effect, Pei Xihe couldn't help but guess that it was because it had been cultivated again. Because of himself, he had the idea that Ying Fei was also an outsider and refined the elixir using medicinal materials brought in from the outside world.
Of course, this is just speculation.
With a bang, an alchemist slapped the stove lid, and suddenly a round pill exuding a delicate fragrance shot out from the gap on the lid.
His hand was filled with spiritual light and he held it in his palm.
The fifth-grade pinnacle elixir, Bingyun Dan, has infinite magical effects on Shui Bing Dao cultivators.
And other alchemists also began to make alchemy pills one after another.
Ying Fei was the last one. Her eyes were focused, and all her spiritual power was running in the alchemy furnace. She seized the opportunity to emerge, suddenly changed her hand seals, and the refined elixir flew out of the alchemy cauldron.
The elixir was glowing with a layer of light, as transparent as glass, with a gradual peach wood texture on it, which was the elixir pattern.
Ying Fei's face was pale, but there was a smile at the corner of her mouth.
"Accepted."
The referee has not yet made a decision. She said this with a bit of excessive self-satisfaction, but it was not disgusting, and the look on her face was convincing.
"The fourth-grade self-created elixir, Glaze Locking Divine Pill."
She continued, after hearing this, the seven alchemists looked at each other with some gloominess in their eyes, but they also flashed with reverence and yearning. The highest among them was only a fourth-grade early stage elixir, but the potency of the medicine was obviously not as good as The one that won Fei, not to mention it was a homemade elixir.
As an alchemist, you can follow in the footsteps of your predecessors, but there is no doubt that creating your own alchemy, even if it is an ordinary eighth or ninth grade, is a sign of outstanding talent.
There is no doubt that Ying Fei will win.
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