Alchemy cultivators have always had a sense of superiority over Fa cultivators because alchemy cultivators can practice both elixirs and spells.

However, Dharma cultivation cannot refine elixirs.

After hearing Fengling's words, Feng Qingqing smiled proudly.

"That's not necessarily the case." If the Fa cultivator has a powerful alchemy cultivator sister.

Feng Qingqing did not say the next words out loud, as she was afraid that Feng Wan would be exposed.

Before Fengling could figure out what Feng Qingqing meant, Feng Qingqing already had two more pills in her hand.

They were also third-level Qi-nourishing pills and third-level spiritual restoration pills, but they looked much better than what Fengling had just taken.

Fengling couldn't accept this fact.

Since the death of her master, she has supplied the Feng family's first to third level elixirs.

But the elixir Feng Qingqing took was obviously better than the one she refined. Could it be that those old guys gave her the elixirs in the treasure pavilion.

Most of the elixirs collected in the Treasure Pavilion were refined by Fengru, and some high-level ones were bought or exchanged for high prices from other alchemists or sects.

These old guys went too far and gave such a good elixir to Feng Qingqing.

No matter how talented she is, she is still just a monk in the Qi training period and is not worthy at all.

If Fengling knew that these pills were not refined by the former sixth-level alchemy master, but by Feng Wan, she would probably faint from jealousy.

The two of them took the elixir one after another and partially recovered their spiritual power.

Although Feng Qingqing took fewer pills than Fengling, because the pills Feng Wan gave her were better, the effect of restoring her spiritual power was no worse than Fengling's.

Not only is it not bad, it is also vaguely better.

The more pills you take, the better. The higher the quality, the better.

The disciples of Yifeng Qingqingying are relieved. They are indeed geniuses, and the family is willing to use elixirs to support them. However, their fate will not be so good.

Feng Zinuo didn't think so. He was a mutated ice spirit root and the direct grandson of the clan leader.

He doesn't have such special treatment, how could Feng Qingqing get it.

Those elixirs of hers were probably made by Feng Wan.

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Zinuo felt excited all over.

If it was true, he would really hug Feng Wan's thigh tightly.

His future advanced elixirs will be directed at her.

Feng Wan doesn't know yet that she will soon have another pendant on her leg, which will cause a lot of trouble.

The battle on the stage continued, and as time went by, Fengling became more and more anxious.

She never dreamed that Feng Qingqing could be so tough and difficult to deal with.

If she loses today, she will be completely unable to hold her head high in the Feng family.

Even with the powerful aura of the alchemist, this shame cannot be erased.

Feng Qingqing not only wanted to make her look embarrassed in public, but also wanted to drive her out of the Feng family. She had really vicious intentions.

While Feng Qingqing was practicing, whenever she got the chance, she would drag her fellow disciples into a martial arts fight.

Her practical experience is much stronger than Fengling's.

After several more confrontations, Fengling seemed to be in a faint position of defeat.

The elixir is not a panacea. Taking it multiple times in a short period of time will greatly reduce the effect, which will also be detrimental to future practice.

Fengling frowned slightly, she must not lose.

The monks in the audience were excited to watch this, it was so inspiring.

The eleventh level of Qi training can actually defeat the early stage of foundation building.

Although the cross-level challenge is difficult, it is still winnable.

The fight today was really exciting.

Feng Wan also felt that Feng Qingqing had definitely won, and even thought of words of congratulations.

But just when everyone thought Fengling was going to lose, a flaming alchemy furnace appeared above Feng Qingqing's head.

Someone with a keen eye noticed that Fengling had just recited the incantation.

Therefore, this alchemy furnace should belong to Fengling.

Isn't Fengling's alchemy furnace used for refining elixirs? Why is it being summoned now?

Fengling smiled proudly. Her alchemy furnace was not only capable of refining elixirs, it was also an offensive magical weapon.

If she hadn't been forced into this situation today, she wouldn't have exposed her biggest secret.

The fireworks sensed the danger of their master, and flames all over their bodies flashed out from their foreheads in an instant.

Feng Qingqing's natal magic sword is also an immortal weapon.

"Am I right? Now it has become a duel between two immortal weapons."

Fengling knew that Feng Qingqing's fireworks were powerful, but she didn't panic at all.

Although they are both immortal weapons, they are affected by the master's cultivation.

Feng Qingqing can challenge her through levels, but the magic weapon cannot.

Feng Qingqing's cultivation level is a level below hers, and her immortal weapon is destined to be crushed by her own alchemy furnace.

They are also fire-attributed immortal weapons, and every collision is a sea of ​​scalding fire.

Although the alchemy furnace is large in size, its fireworks are more agile and faster.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

Fengling gradually lost her patience and directly recited the magic formula silently, urging the enlarged alchemy furnace to hit Feng Qingqing.

The fireworks hurriedly went to protect the owner. Feng Qingqing held the fireworks, wrapped them in a blaze of fire, and quickly slashed towards the alchemy furnace.

The sword light struck the alchemy furnace, but it did not cause any damage.

But at this moment, the alchemy furnace was already pressing towards Feng Qingqing.

"don't want."

Feng Wan shouted and rushed to the competition stage.

But she didn't have a magic sword yet, and she couldn't fly in the air, so she could only run up the steps on one side.

"Sister Huan, let me help you."

Feng Qihang raised the magic sword and flew to the competition stage with Feng Wan.

"You are crazy. When monks are fighting on the martial arts platform, other monks are not allowed to come up and disturb them.

Not only is it against the rules, you are also more likely to be accidentally injured."

Feng Zinuo hurriedly stopped him.

"No, I can't let anything happen to my sister."

At the same time, one of Feng Qingqing's forearms on the stage had been melted by the flames surrounding the alchemy furnace.

Seeing that her entire arm, or even her whole person, was about to be destroyed, Feng Qingqing made a decisive decision, raised her hand and swung her sword, breaking off her own arm.

The monks in the audience were all shocked by Feng Qingqing's move.

This woman must be cruel, it would be the pain of breaking an arm.

Fa cultivators practice magic, not physical fitness. They are just as afraid of pain as normal people.

Feng Wan's eyes turned red when he saw this, Fengling, you hurt my sister so much, I want you to die.

Following Feng Wan's anger, a ball of blue thunder and lightning gathered in the palm of her hand.

On the stage, Feng Qingqing was never easy to mess with. Even if she died, she would still use Fengling as her support.

When Fengling was shocked by her cutting off her arm, Feng Qingqing moved.

No one could see clearly what was going on, and in the next moment, Feng Qingqing's fireworks were already on Fengling's neck.

The master's life was threatened, and the pill furnace was spinning around in the air anxiously, but he did not dare to attack again and anger Feng Qingqing.

At this time, Feng Qingqing had messy hair, blood on the corners of her lips, and blood dripping like pillars from the broken arm on her shoulder.

Now Feng Qingqing is in an extremely embarrassed state, but she is even more beautiful.

Feng Zinuo was dumbfounded. This must be what the seniors call the beauty of battle damage.

"you lose."

With bloody red lips, she spat out these three words loudly.

When Feng Qingqing said this, her eyes were looking at Feng Wan who was flying to the competition stage in a hurry.

As long as Feng Wan said she wanted Fengling's life, she didn't care what the consequences were. Fengling would die today.

Feng Wan understood what Feng Qingqing meant and hurriedly shook his head.

Fengling deserves to die, but she cannot be killed by her sister in public.

My sister has a boundless path to immortality, and she must not be stained because of Fengling.

Without a life-and-death contract, and it's a family fight, you can't really kill someone.

What's more, Fengling is also a third-level alchemist and has a certain influence.

It would be fine if he was killed by mistake, but Feng Qingqing's actions now were intentional.

According to the clan rules, Feng Qingqing will not only be expelled from the Feng family, but will also be shamed by other immortal cultivators.
Chapter completed!