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Chapter 81 Doubt(1/3)

It is unavoidable to attract attention. Before arriving at the Valley of No Hatred, Feng Ranzhou calmed down the pressure on his body and hid the dragon horns on his head. He only wore a low-key black robe and tied up his silver hair. Black magic patterns were on his handsome face.

There are traces of monsters on his face, and at first glance, he looks like an ordinary demon cultivator.

This beautiful and enchanting appearance can be said to be completely opposite to his appearance in the world of cultivation. People are all visual animals, so Xie Wanyou couldn't help but take a few more glances.

He was keenly aware of Xie Wanyou's gaze. His narrow gray-blue eyes turned and he glanced at her coldly: "Look at the road."

Xie Wanyou felt slightly guilty, and quickly withdrew his gaze, looking straight ahead seriously.

The closer to Wuhen Mansion, the more crowded the surrounding crowds became. Feng Ranzhou obviously did not intend to squeeze in with Xie Wanyou, so he used an unknown spell to separate the demon cultivators in front of him by an invisible force.

The demon cultivators who were uncovered were obviously not good people, and they all cursed after standing still.

"Who! Dare to fight with me?! Come out, I won't beat you to death!"

"Damn it, you almost threw me to death, you want to fight, right?"

"How brave, do you know who I am!"

Discovering that the person who used magic to open the way was Feng Ranzhou, these people immediately surrounded him, waving various magic weapons, and wanted to attack him with a fierce look. Feng Ranzhou frowned slightly, feeling that these people were noisy, and flicked his fingers.

The demon cultivators who shouted the loudest were thrown out from the wall.

The demonic energy fluctuations in his body were washed away, and the shouting demonic cultivators around him were like chickens being strangled by the neck, and they instantly became silent.

People in the Demon Realm know how to assess the situation best, and when they realized that this was someone who was not easy to mess with, they immediately dispersed like birds in an uproar.

Feng Ranzhou walked past these people expressionlessly, and when he noticed that Xie Wanyou hadn't followed, he turned to look at her.

Xie Wanyou was amazed: "..."

She quickly followed.

No one can achieve this level of arrogance by raising the hatred value by himself.

When Xie Zhuoxing heard the noise, he poked his little furry head out of Xie Wanyou's sleeves and looked around curiously.

Unfortunately, from its angle, it could only see the waists of the crowds of people around it. Looking further up, there were all kinds of vicious faces. It felt a little scary. Just as it was about to twist its butt and retract, it was blocked.

Ran Zhou pinched the back of Destiny's neck and slipped out.

"It's sneaky, if you want to see it, just look here."

The next second, Xie Zhuoxing landed on Broad's shoulders, and with Feng Ranzhou's height, its field of vision instantly became extraordinarily wide.

However, while getting the best viewing position, it was also exposed to the sight of those vicious adults.

Xie Zhuoxing couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He couldn't help but use his claws to pick off Feng Ranzhou's clothes. He tilted his ears back and opened his eyes wide to observe the adults around him vigilantly.

It wasn't until he discovered that those fierce-looking adults seemed to be afraid of Uncle Fox that Xie Zhuoxing gradually relaxed. He stood up on Uncle Fox's shoulders, raised his tail and began to look around, curiously observing this place that he had never been to before.

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Feng Ranzhou snorted: "Little coward."

It's not a coward. Xie Zhuoxing let out a "coo" unconvinced and looked away awkwardly.

Xie Wanyou knew that Feng Ranzhou could protect Xiaobai, so he did not stop him.

It's actually not bad to let Xiaobai see the world and exercise his courage.

They followed the flow of people and soon entered a dojo. On the dojo, there was a high platform hung with red silk. The audience was already surrounded by demon cultivators, and the voices of all kinds of voices gathered together to form a crowd.

Noisy noise.

The crowd was so dense that in order to prevent them from getting separated, Xie Wanyou carefully grabbed a corner of Feng Ranzhou's clothes not long after entering the dojo.

Feng Ranzhou glanced at her but did not stop her.

The two of them looked at the high platform side by side. Xie Wanyou guessed: "Is this meant to compete in martial arts to grab pills?"

Feng Ranzhou saw more than she did, and denied her guess: "Not necessarily, there is an alchemy furnace on the stage."

"There is an alchemy furnace. Does Taoist Xuanyou want to open the furnace to make alchemy on the spot?"

explain

At this point, Xie Wanyou couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

For alchemists, heaven-level alchemists are legendary existences. Just by watching their alchemy process, you might be able to realize something.

Unfortunately, alchemy requires concentration and concentration. In order to prevent the elixir from being destroyed, heaven-level alchemists rarely make alchemy in public. Therefore, any opportunity to watch a heaven-level alchemist start refining alchemy is extremely rare.

Feng Ranzhou saw her rare expression of expectation and couldn't help but squinted: "Didn't you already join the disciples of a heaven-level alchemist? Now that other heaven-level alchemists want to make alchemy, what does it have to do with you?"

"Goodbye," Xie Wanyou replied, "Who would think there are so many opportunities to study? Right Xiaobai?"

Xie Zhuoxing's cat head nodded wildly: "Yes! Mother is right!"

Feng Ranzhou: "Flattery."

"No," Xie Zhuoxing shook his head and proudly said, "It's a tiger fart. My mother said that Xiaobai is a tiger cub! Not a pony."

Feng Ranzhou had a stinky face: "..."

I don’t understand what this little kid is proud of.

While they were talking, an ordinary-looking young man in gray clothes stepped onto the high platform.

He was young, but his brows were filled with arrogance. He looked around at the dark crowd of heads under the high platform for a moment, and then he raised his voice: "Quiet!"

The demon cultivator below obviously recognized him and gradually became quiet.

The young man didn't say much else, and went straight to the point: "Master Xuanyou is about to retreat. Before the retreat, Master Xuanyou wants to play something new - have you seen this alchemy furnace? Who can use the herbs next to the alchemy furnace today?

Master Xuanyou will reward whoever gets the elixir with a wish."

Hearing this, the demon cultivators below suddenly went into an uproar.

There are so few alchemists in the world today, how can ordinary people know how to make alchemy!

In other words, this request directly screened out most of the demon cultivators, and even the entry threshold was not reached. How could these demon cultivators who were screened out accept it, and they all tried to bargain with the young man on the stage.

The young man kicked the climbing demon cultivator down, frowned impatiently, and said angrily: "Do you people know how to play the game? This is the rule, if you can't afford it, get out! Instead of letting me

The organizer of the game changed the rules - it’s really disappointing, the game master hates you wastes who don’t know your capabilities the most!”

The kicked demon cultivator fell into the crowd, and the others retreated in an uproar as if encountering the god of plague. After a while, the demon cultivator on the ground swelled up like a balloon and turned into a human-skinned pufferfish.

The young man laughed loudly on the high platform and clapped his hands, then flew down and kicked the human-skinned pufferfish upwards. It really flew up like a balloon, swinging wildly.

The young man watched it disappear into the clouds, then calmly turned around, opened his hands to everyone, and bowed gracefully: "The eyesore flew away, without further ado, let's start now. It's still the same old rules, fighting is okay, but hanging

The master's dojo cannot see blood."

He just kicked someone and sent him away... There was a look of fear on the faces of all the demon cultivators. They didn't dare to say anything more, so they hurriedly responded.

The young man stepped onto the high platform again, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Now someone comes up and starts refining the elixir."

There was a commotion in the demon cultivator. Soon, several excited fallen demon alchemists pushed through the crowd and rushed up the steps to the high platform. Before they were halfway, they started to fight. No one wanted to let others go up first.

steps.

Naturally, the other demon cultivators who could not participate did not want to see them successfully refining the alchemy, and after gaining Master Xuanyou's favor, they also rushed forward with red eyes, stumbling upon those fallen demon alchemists.

The young man sat on the railing and swayed his legs, as if watching a monkey show. He held his chin up and watched the farce with relish. When he was enjoying himself, he actually cheered for the demon cultivators: "Hit him! Beat him! Harder!"

Just watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Seeing this chaotic scene, Xie Wanyou couldn't help but look at Feng Ranzhou.

Feng Ranzhou crossed his arms and asked, "What do you think?"

"There must be some fraud involved. This elixir is probably not that easy to refine." Xie Wanyou touched his chin: "Let's take a look at the situation first and see what the first unlucky person who comes to power has to say."

"That's exactly what I meant."

Not long after, a fallen demon with a bruised nose and face made an elixir.

The division finally broke free from the encirclement and climbed onto the high platform.

The young man looked overjoyed and jumped down from the railing in a hurry, making a gesture of invitation: "Quickly, let's start refining the elixir."

Seeing that the fallen demon alchemist was about to start refining elixirs, Xie Wanyou was not tall enough and could not see the situation even when standing on tiptoes. Feng Ranzhou was afraid that she would miss some important information, so he randomly selected a few demon cultivators that he did not like and knocked them unconscious to the ground.

, stacked into human body stepping stones for Xie Wanyou to step on and look at.

Xie Wanyou: "...?"

Can this be used as a stepping stone?

However, she did need to stand higher so she could see clearly what those herbs were.

So even though the "stepping stone" created by Feng Ranzhou was a bit too curious, Xie Wanyou still chose to use Feng Ranzhou's wrist to step on it.

Now, she was finally able to see clearly through the gap in the railing where the fallen demon alchemist was collecting medicinal herbs.

The fallen demon alchemist was picking up the medicinal herbs one by one to judge their medicinal properties. Feng Ranzhou had no intention of looking at them for the time being. He only felt that the wrist touched by Xie Wanyou was a little strangely warm. He frowned slightly and did not move.

He covered the skin with his sleeves and tried to use the coolness of the clothes to suppress the heat: "How is it?"

Xie Wanyou stared intently at the herbs picked up by the fallen demon alchemist, without noticing anything strange about him, and whispered: "It's not good. I've seen those herbs in books. They are all materials with conflicting medicinal properties. Theory

To put it bluntly, it is impossible to refine a pill."
To be continued...
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