The sudden overflow of golden smoke instantly filled the entire alchemy room.

Seeing this scene, Fu Liu Zhenren swallowed unconsciously.

Le Yinyao was a little confused, so she asked curiously, "Uncle Fuliu, is this?"

After all, I didn’t have this thing when I was refining my elixir.

Don’t say she is curious, Xia Yan herself is curious.

However, before Master Fu Liu could answer, the smoke had no wind to automatically rise!

I saw the smoke slowly gathering in one place and divided into nine parts very evenly.

Each portion turned into a blue dragon.

"Nine, Jiulong Protecting Pill..."

True Man Fu Liu blinked, and after confirming that what he saw was correct, he murmured.

As soon as the words were finished, the nine little dragons seemed to have suddenly come alive, and they let out a low dragon roar, and then flew out of the window together!

Lian Moyue was close to her and was staggered by them.

She was a little drunk, and the scene in front of her made her give up thinking for a moment.

If Xia Yan hadn't been quick-eyed and his hands were about to hold her, his face-lost butt would probably have been unable to escape.

If others don’t know, can she not know?

This is the same as Wanjian Chaozong, it is just a strange phenomenon in the world that can only be caused by alchemy geniuses.

But the question is, why can Xia Yan be motivated?

She did not deny that Xia Yan's alchemy was well refined.

But what he had refined before were all introductory elixirs with low requirements.

As long as practice makes perfect, you can be refined to his appearance.

But, but you fucking, vision?

No, right, there is one more thing than entangling with this.

Standing still, Dabaimao didn't say anything, raised her hand to take out the Nine-Turn Heavenly-Based Pill refined by Xia Yan.

The one Le Yinyao is a normal red one.

Xia Yan's one is golden.

Good guy.

"How many twisted patterns?"

True Man Fu Liu had just explained the matter of "Nine Dragons Protecting Pill" to Le Yinyao and came over with her.

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…”

Lian Moyue counted very carefully.

Hum? The Nine Transformations?

Fu Liu suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Do you want to play like this, um?

Shouldn’t it be our Luoxia Peak who is the main practitioner of alchemy?

Our generation has the best qualifications and has only been seven times!

You are fine, one is eight and a half, and one is nine?

"……ten."

Just when he was a little crazy, Lian Moyue counted the last pill pattern.

What, ten?

Ten What the hell?

Isn't it the highest nine-turn?

"Tsk."

After counting the pill patterns, Lian Moyue was completely awake, "Ten transfers, second senior brother."

She also felt a little unacceptable for a moment.

Ten transfers of money.

This thing theoretically only exists in ancient books.

It is said that in ancient times, although monks did not have so many methods of practicing now.

But at that time, both spiritual energy and their own bloodline were much better than in this era.

The Nine-Turn Heavenly Foundation Pill, in the earliest records, was called the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Foundation Pill.

The upper limit of that kind of elixir is ten turns.

The color description is also golden.

It is no longer necessary to explain how great Xia Yan's potential is to meet the standards of ancient times.

Even if he is a puppet, this must be the crystallization of the technology of the times!

Looking back at Xia Yan, Dabaimao suddenly felt something.

I still underestimated him.

More importantly,...

"Well, junior sister, you seem to have lost again..."

The younger generations are here, and it is hard for Fu Liu to speak directly, so they have to send a message quietly.

To be honest, he himself didn't expect this result.

He was ready to take the bet.

"...You two are waiting here for a while and go out to tell him something."

After thinking for a while, Lian Moyue waved her hand gently and signaled Fu Liu to go out and say.

Staying in the room, she was really afraid that she would faint from breathing.

Nothing like this!

Too bullying!

Xia Yan, what the hell are you?!

Just one go, can you actually make me fall two times on you?!

How dare I be your master?

Can you be my master?

┗|O′|┛ao!

"Li Junior Sister, what do you... say?"

Fu Liu asked without eyes, with a hint of joking in his expression.

"I'll just say nothing!"

Lian Moyue lowered her voice and said angrily, "Do you think I asked you to come out to fulfill your promise, right?"

She refused to admit her debt after losing the bet, and she was so arrogant that she was probably the only one in the world.

"... Even if you really want to fulfill it, I can't let you make such an ugly person."

Fu Liu also knew that she would definitely not fulfill her contract, so she smiled and shook her hand and beat her.

He knows Lian Moyue's temperament quite well.

"But you have lost twice on me, so you have to show that you are not?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you want to consider accepting an apprentice in this ceremony?"

Fu Liu pretended to think about it, and then said tentatively.

Even though he pretended, Dabaimao still reacted quickly.

"Did your elder brother tell you something?"

After all, with his usual personality, he should not put jokes and serious matters together.

"Yeah, right."

Seeing that she guessed the probable thing, Fu Liuyan didn't hide it anymore, "He was telling me."

"It's just reasonable, I think you'll have some meaning."
To be continued...