Whether it was his father's identity or looking at the matter from the perspective of the head of the clan, Zheng Qingyuan was extremely satisfied with Chen Mo. He won over this boy, which was to tie him to 'Master Sun' in disguise. He was happy and still It's too late.
What's more, this boy's talent for alchemy is superb, and his cultivation level doesn't seem to be weak.
"Daughter, the business you are rushing to sell is worthless, you have to know how to handle it!"
Zheng Qingyuan looked at Zheng Lu, who was smiling like a flower beside him, and couldn't explain how he felt. It was not easy to let go of such a big daughter who would one day leave his protection.
Chen Mo gave a wry smile, and continued what Zheng Lu said: "Miss Zheng, please stop teasing me. It's not easy to defeat me. The rumors are misinformed and it's just a fluke."
"Brother Chen, you look so handsome when you are humble."
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Zheng Qingyuan really couldn't stand the enthusiasm of his girl, so he made an excuse and left, leaving the two of them chatting on the bench and laughing.
Lan Fuxiu also came to the square and found Chen Mo easily. When he saw him chatting noisily with Zheng Lu, he felt even more fearful and confused.
"Why does she even know him? Who is this guy?"
As time passed, the monks who came to the square to participate in the second round of competition also arrived one after another, but not many recognized Chen Mo.
Anyone who can calm down and think about it in the alchemy line must not be very good at fighting with others. Naturally, there will be no one running in both directions, so it is not surprising that he cannot be recognized.
"Brother Chen, why did you hand in the jade slips in advance yesterday? From my point of view, the rookie alchemist in this casual cultivator conference must be you. Is there any hidden secret in this?"
The two walked side by side, following the crowd to the center of the square. On the way, Zheng Lu expressed her doubts.
Chen Mo didn't know how to explain it to her, so he thought about it and said, "Be careful anyway. I always feel that something is wrong here."
"Something's wrong?"
The time was up, and Chen Mo did not answer Zheng Lu's words. Most of the monks had already sat down in their seats. They were still at the table, but today, there were three faint blue herbs placed on the table.
"Moralan, Qilingcao, Ice Rose...are you trying to refine a low-grade Qi-enhancing Pill?"
After a brief glance, Chen Mo recognized their functions and the names of the elixirs. After all, he was a monk who had truly refined low-grade elixirs, far beyond what others could match.
At the same moment, the other participating monks also recognized the display on the table, but they could only deduce the name of Cheng Dan with two hands.
The old man in black robes was presiding over the alchemy competition. He glanced at a blank table on the south side of the square and said in a deep voice: "The time has come and there is still one person who has not come. I will consider him to abstain from voting."
"On your table, there are the three main medicinal materials of Yiqi Dan. Below, I randomly selected monks to come forward to make the elixir. It doesn't matter if you can't make it. The five of us will give you a score based on the steps you completed. The best you can do. The top ten people who do well will be rewarded for this alchemy competition!"
"However, before the competition begins, I would like to ask, are there any of you who have signed up for the Beihuang County ring competition at the same time?"
Chen Mo, who was sitting in front of the desk, felt something in his heart. Almost at the same time, Lan Fuxiu also glanced at Chen Mo subconsciously.
The pale Gao Yuan sat behind Chen Mo, but he was eliminated by the red-haired man. It doesn't matter whether he admits it or not.
Chen Mo stood up first, followed closely by Lan Fuxiu. The two stood out among nearly a hundred people, standing out like chickens.
"Senior Li suddenly changed his mind and wanted to watch the exciting competition between these two groups of monks in person, so the location was changed to Luofeng Valley, which is dozens of miles away..."
The old man said slowly: "In this way, the monks participating in the two competitions will be somewhat incapable of doing anything. You two can choose whether to continue the competition or leave the field directly."
The news came too suddenly, catching Chen Mo off guard and completely disrupting his plan.
Chen Mo knew the existence of Luofeng Valley. It was a naturally dangerous place. The valley was like a funnel. Wherever you entered, you had to come out. As for setting up a flying talisman or a flying sword to leave, it was even more impossible. There are monks hiding sneak attacks above. If you are careless, it is possible to fall from a high altitude and be turned into a pulp.
The core of the casual cultivator conference was the opening of the sermon by Yuanying Stage monk Li Tianlong, and the location was chosen at Luofeng Valley.
At that time, most of the casual cultivators from the two counties will go there to listen to Senior Li's wise words and mottos, and to solve their problems in practice.
"Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, it sounds so reasonable to have two groups of elites compete, push the atmosphere to the top, and finally impart knowledge and preach, and end this casual cultivator meeting with a sea of worship. ....."
Chen Mo thought about it for a moment, then asked the old man in black robe: "Senior, if I have won the top ten today, when will the Fate-Resisting Pill be distributed?"
"Haha, I'm young, but my tone is quite impressive! Are you sure you can refine Qi Yi Dan?" A trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of the old man in black robes, and he said leisurely.
Chen Mo was unmoved: "Senior, you answered the question incorrectly."
"I can't give it today. I need to go to Luofeng Valley to cash it in." The old man in black robe said: "But the Fate-Resisting Pills over there in the arena competition are distributed on the spot. I can vouch for this."
For Lan Xiu, choosing the alchemy competition gives him a 100% chance of getting a fate-defying pill.
When competing in the ring, you may be eliminated by a strong opponent. Isn't Gao Yuan a living example?
"I will continue the competition." Lan Xiuxiu was not stupid. He would naturally choose the direction that was most beneficial to him and said respectfully to the old man in black robe.
Chen Mo took a deep breath, and after intense deliberation, he slowly uttered three words: "I... abstain!"
Chen Mo is a thoughtful person, otherwise he would not be able to escape from the heavily guarded spirit stone mine. From the moment he entered the casual cultivator conference, one after another strange things came to his mind:
The final gathering place with rugged terrain, the hollow secret passages hidden under the two prefectures and counties, 'Senior Li' who temporarily changed his mind, the secret conflicts between the casual cultivators and the sects, and the one hundred pills that can be exchanged for the Fate-Resisting Pill. 'The reminder' appears...
These clues mixed together made Chen Mo smell uneasiness. Since the choice before him was one of two, and the fate-defying pill obtained in the alchemy competition could only be obtained in Luofeng Valley, Chen Mo was somewhat resistant to this place. It’s better not to go.
Another point is that the cloud crystal insect eggs Long Xuehan gave him still lacked a set of insect repellent formulas. Now that Lan Xiuxiu has withdrawn from the competition, he will go to fight in the afternoon and pick up a secret book for nothing.
Besides, if he didn't meet the terrifying red-haired man, he would have a high probability of getting a destiny-defying pill. No matter what he considered, he should abstain from the pill-making competition here.
But this would go against Sun Xing's plan. Chen Mo was afraid that his master would be angry when he came back. This was what Chen Mo was mainly worried about.
"Brother Chen...what are you doing?!"
Zheng Lu was dumbfounded. Shouldn't he choose his best alchemy to get the Fate-Resisting Pill? How can one act like this?
But in the eyes of others, Chen Mo was a middle-level 'alchemy apprentice'. It didn't matter if he was more or less, and it didn't cause much fluctuation in the square.
"This person must be the guy who handed in the jade slips in advance yesterday..."
"It's wise for him to abstain. He can't make it into the top ten anyway, so why not go to the ring and try his luck!" Someone whispered sarcastically.
"Heroes see the same thing, haha..."
The old man in black robe ignored the whispers around him and nodded lightly: "You can go."
"yes!"
Chen Mo turned around and left without any nostalgia. This also marked that he had no chance of winning the title of 'The Strongest Alchemist' in this session.
He doesn't seem to care too much about this. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Sometimes being low-key is a good thing.
"No. 786, come forward and make the elixir!"
The monk's heart skipped a beat when his name was called, and he walked towards the alchemy furnace anxiously and began his alchemy assessment...
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At noon, Chen Mo had already appeared in Beihuang County. He went back and took a look at the rented residence, and he could basically conclude that it was Lan Fuxiu who did it. Only he would be furious in that situation and tear up the apartment he had left. The letter paper below.
"Master, nothing will happen to him. He hasn't come back yet..."
Before the competition in the arena had begun, Chen Mo wandered around Beihuang County and purchased a map of Luofeng Valley. He was studying it carefully and analyzing the possibility of 'Senior Li' taking advantage of it.
After watching for a while, the old man Jiedan on the stage announced that everyone would gather for a competition, and Chen Mo discovered it. There are only five arenas today, and the excess ones have been removed.
"Today's rules only require challengers not to challenge one person consecutively, and the rest are unrestricted."
Just the first one made most of the monks on the field take a breath!
What does unrestricted mean? Is killing justified? !
"There are eighty-four people left here, arranged according to serial number. The top ten will accept the challenge from others. After five battles or when no one challenges, they will be automatically promoted. The Fate-Resisting Pill will be distributed on the spot. Let's get started!"
Just as the pill-forming monk finished speaking, the monks at the tenth level of Qi Refining in the audience suddenly burst into dissatisfaction:
"Senior, stay back! Where are the rules we talked about before? Didn't I say it's still a duel between two?"
"Yes, senior, this is unfair!"
"If the competition format is temporarily changed, why don't you inform us in advance..."
The old man Jiedan yelled angrily: "Shut up, I!"
The scene fell silent instantly.
"I have just received instructions from Senior Li. If any of you feel it is unfair, please go directly to Senior Li and tell him! Also, anyone who dares to yell at me will be killed without mercy!"
Only the weak will make excuses in every possible way, while the truly capable people are already thinking about how to secure their position in the top ten.
After defeating Long Xuehan, Chen Mo also became slightly famous. After challenging an eleventh-level Qi Refining monk with extremely weak combat power, Chen Mo sat down in the ninth position.
"Lan Xiuxiu gave up."
The position next to Chen Mo's left hand was Zhao Linglong. Taking this opportunity, he spoke calmly.
Zhao Linglong seemed to have known the news for a long time, her expression remained unchanged and she said: "This is really unexpected. The killing move I prepared for him was wasted."
They were a family of casual cultivators, and there were no blind cultivators who wanted to challenge them. Also sitting there were their eldest grandson Xinling, Ji Ming, and the red-haired man sitting in the top spot.
Counting Zhao Linglong, a total of five people were immobile, and the remaining five positions were the space for competition among casual cultivators. After another three hours of fierce fighting, five people successfully ascended the throne, all of whom were at the eleventh level of Qi Refining. Peak cultivation level.
There is no presence of the tenth level of Qi Refining in this casual cultivator conference, which can be regarded as the strangest scene in the past hundred years.
In front of nearly 10,000 monks who were watching and competing in the square, with envious red eyes, the old man who presided over the competition was awarded the fate-defying pill by the old man Jiedan. Each person received an exquisite small jade box, which attracted countless greedy and greedy people. Coveting eyes.
Chen Mo had a destiny-defying pill. He opened the box and took a look at it. It was similar to the one in his storage bag. It was enough to lay the foundation for Chu Wushuang.
In any case, he has completed the purpose of this casual cultivation conference, except for a top-notch body training method.
Be careful when you go out. Chen Mo was afraid that someone with malicious intentions would steal the Fate-Resisting Pill, so he directly took the city lord's flying boat back to Hengfu County.
The competition between the two prefectures and counties came to an end, and the vendors seemed to have gotten wind of the news. Those who did not sell the goods immediately reduced the prices. The prices of the inns also plummeted. There was no longer a sky-high hotel fee of fifty spiritual stones per night. .
That night, many monks set out overnight to Luofeng Valley. Even the night market was quite deserted. Cultivators in twos and threes were wandering around picking up leaks. Chen Mo also walked around with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live doctor, but the god of luck did not If you don't favor him, you still get nothing.
But fortunately, there was a reward on the other side, that is, his cloud crystal insect eggs were about to hatch. His original plan to explore the secret passage at night was interrupted by the unexpected insect eggs.
Little did he know, it was these dozens of coincident insect eggs that inadvertently saved Chen Mo's life.
"Long Xuehan said, just drop my blood on every gray soft ball..."
Chen Mo took out the long sword from his hands and made a small cut on his finger. Each gray ball was covered with his blood. He immediately recited an obscure formula, and the blood gradually turned into Each and every strange text that Chen Mo had never seen before was deeply integrated into the insect eggs and disappeared.
"Click..."
After waiting for less than half an hour, the sound of cracks suddenly came from the first gray egg. Chen Mo watched intently. The cracks between them became bigger and bigger. Finally, seven black monsters with white wings crawled out from it. The insect was about the size of Chen Mo's thumb.
The moment the cloud crystal insects crawled out, Chen Mo felt a cordial connection with them. As long as he had a thought, these insects would fly up and attack their opponents.
