"The second round is alchemy. After the alchemy is completed, the jury will evaluate the alchemy color, quality, grade and alchemy rate, etc., and then assign a corresponding ranking."

"The final result is the sum of the scores of the two rounds. Ranked according to the score, the top 50 with the total score will be selected, and the corresponding 1,000 places will be allocated. And the first place in this Yundan Conference has the opportunity to enter the Danzhen Tower."

After Huan Taiping finished speaking, he waved his sleeve robe, and two beams of brilliance swept out from his sleeve robe, falling into the empty square.

I saw that the square was divided into two areas by two beams of brilliance, one of which was hundreds of square meters raised from the ground by three feet, and there were thirteen positions on it.

The other area has an area of ??thousands of square meters, and there are fire points in this area. Zhuo Wen knew that this area should be the venue for the alchemy competition.

"There are a total of thirteen judges this time. Apart from me, the other twelve are all experienced and seasoned alchemists of the eternal level, the true elites of the Alchemy Immortal Alliance."

Huan Taiping was expressionless, after he finished speaking, twelve robed alchemists walked out from around the square, each sat in the main altar position, leaving the middlemost seat empty, which was Huan Taiping's seat.

"Alchemy masters with quota cards enter the arena individually!"

Huan Taiping spoke again, and immediately there were thousands of figures around the square.

Zhuo Wen randomly chose a remote location, like an old monk in meditation, sitting cross-legged, his eyes fell on the magic medicine that had been prepared on the stone platform in front of him.

This is an incomparably pitch-black bamboo pole, more than three feet long and ten inches wide. The surface of the bamboo pole is as gray as a rock, and it looks like a bamboo pole carved in stone.

"Too heavy tin bamboo?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed surprise. This heavy iron-skinned bamboo is not a very high grade, but just a magic medicine of mysterious level.

But this is too heavy, the skin of the iron-skinned bamboo is so thick that it is deadly, and it is the most difficult kind of magic medicine to purify among all the mysterious medicines.

Its purification difficulty even exceeds that of many eternal-level magic medicines, even the magic medicine materials that many eternal-level alchemists are extremely troubled by.

Many alchemists on the field looked unhappy after discovering that the purified magic medicine was actually too heavy iron-skinned bamboo.

"You only have three hours. Once the three hours are over, all will stop. At that time, I will set up a large formation to test the purity with the jury, and then we will rank according to the purity."

Huan Taiping didn't care about the bitter faces of many monks on the field, after finishing speaking, he started to count.

Many alchemists had no choice but to bite the bullet, took out the purification furnace, ignited their own divine fire, and began to refine step by step.

After observing the heavy iron bamboo for a while, Zhuo Wen took out the Emperor Pill Turtle without hesitation. After coercing and luring this guy to spit out his natal fire, he concentrated on purifying it.

The divine fire of Emperor Pill Turtle was born for alchemy and purification, which is much stronger than the divine fire that Zhuowen ignited himself. In addition, the heavy iron-skinned bamboo is too thick-skinned. Zhuowen dare not be careless in this purification.

The square suddenly became too quiet, the only sound was the light crackling sound of the burning divine fire.

Many factions are eagerly watching the purification of their alchemists, hoping that their alchemists can achieve good results in this first round.

In the Tai Sui Sword Sect, Jiang Mo's face was not very good-looking, and he also understood that the iron-skinned bamboo was too heavy.

Ordinary alchemists of Xuanji level have no way to purify this magical medicine. Even for alchemists of Eternal level, this heavy iron-skinned bamboo is a great challenge.

Jiang Mo knew very well that the three alchemists he had recruited this time might be eliminated in the first round, and there was no hope of entering the second round.

Xia Qinfan, who was standing beside the Supreme Elder, had a pretty face pale. She saw Zhuo Wen appearing in the square, but she couldn't be happy.

She also knew about the too heavy iron bamboo. Although she knew that Zhuo Wen's alchemy level was good at the beginning, she knew that Zhuo Wen's alchemy level should not be at the eternal level.

However, for alchemists below the eternal level, the iron-skinned bamboo that is too heavy is a difficult problem like a natural moat, and it is impossible to solve it.

The first round of questions will eliminate all alchemists below the eternal level.

The corner of Xia Qinfan's mouth was bitter, she had no expectations in her heart, and her whole body was numb, even if the Supreme Elder called her, she didn't even notice it.

Jiang Mo was feeling irritable, and his eyes fell on Xia Qinfan who was next to him, and said coldly: "Miss Xia, where is the alchemist you are looking for? Didn't you say that he will definitely enter the top 50? Let me see if it is Where is the holy place."

Xia Qinfan froze in place as if she hadn't heard of it, and the bitter smile on the corner of her mouth proved that she was also in a restless mood at the moment.

Seeing that Xia Qinfan didn't answer for a long time, Jiang Mo became angry, and couldn't help raising his voice a little, saying: "Xia Qinfan, I'm asking you something, are you deaf?"

The Supreme Elder looked at Jiang Mo coldly, and said, "Guard Jiang, after the results of the first round come out, we will naturally know who the last monk representing our Tai Sui Sword Sect is?"

When the elder Taishang spoke, Jiang Mo snorted coldly, but stopped talking, thinking in his heart that after the end of the Yundan Conference, he should use a legitimate reason to punish Xia Qinfan.

The identity of Xia Qinfan's daughter has always been a thorn in Jiang Mo's side and a thorn in his flesh, and he can't wait to get rid of this girl completely.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the square was full of bright and colorful fire lights, and many alchemists participating in the competition were concentrating on refining the heavy iron bamboo in their hands.

With continuous refinement, Zhuo Wen's face became a little ugly.

The difficulty of refining this heavy iron-skinned bamboo was beyond his expectation. An hour has passed, and he only refined about 50% of it. JrNovels.com