Coincidentally, Yan Zixiu entered the examination room again.

"Every twenty breaths, identify the medicinal function of a material and explain what kind of elixir it is used for. Start!" The monk in the middle still had a straight face.

The monk on the left showed a piece of withered vine.

"Lingxue Teng has mild medicinal properties. It has the effects of nourishing blood, activating blood circulation, and unblocking collaterals. Qi and Blood Pills must use medicinal materials."

The monk showed another bead.

"Qinghe Pearl has sweet, salty and cold medicinal properties. It calms the mind and calms the mind, extinguishes wind and clears away heat, nourishes the liver and improves eyesight, detoxifies and promotes muscle growth. Medicinal materials must be used in tranquilizing pills, detoxifying pills and beauty pills."

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Two hundred breathless, the medicinal properties and functions of the ten medicinal materials, as well as what kind of elixirs they are used for, were clearly explained by Yan Zixiu.

The smile on the stern-faced monk's face became even more obvious: "Pass the second test, go out and go left."

An hour later, the second level test was completed, and there were more than 300 people left, including 40 people, including Yan Zixiu and Shuangqin.

Shuangqin couldn't help but feel happy, grabbed Yan Zixiu's arm and shook it.

Yan Zixiu gave her a smile.

It was already noon, and the monks took out the Bigu Pills and the food they brought with them and started eating. They were all in the Qi training period, and it was not enough to go without food for a long time.

Yan Zixiu took out the snacks packed in Xiangzhang Ancient Town and asked Shuangqin if he wanted to eat.

Shuangqin was not polite and started to eat without being polite. She felt inexplicably at ease and relaxed in front of Yan Zixiu.

After lunch, the forty monks were led to a courtyard surrounded by green willows in the city lord's palace.

There are forty alchemy furnaces evenly placed in the yard. There is a futon, a banana fan, and a storage bag in front of each alchemy furnace.

When everyone sat down in front of the alchemy furnace, Elder Meng with thick eyebrows and big eyes and gray-haired Deacon Gu appeared.

Deacon Gu said: "Congratulations to all fellow Taoists for passing two levels in a row. Now let me give you a lecture from Elder Meng."

Elder Meng took a step forward: "Let me tell you fellow Taoists some good news first. This third level assessment is not like last time, where only the top ten were admitted. Instead, as long as the elixir-forming rate reaches 50%, as many people are required.

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There was a cheer below, and some people were whispering:

"What's going on?" "It should be a good thing. If there is no limit on the number of people, wouldn't there be more opportunities for everyone?" "Is there something big going to happen? Why are you so eager for alchemists?"...

Yan Zixiu thought to himself, since there is no limit on the number of recruits, he can just maintain a 60% elixir success rate without being too pushy.

"Quiet!" Deacon Gu shouted.

Elder Meng was quite satisfied with the following reaction, and it seemed that many people were more motivated: "I understand the mood of all fellow Taoists. I am also a casual cultivator, and I know how difficult it is for everyone. So I fought hard to get what you want.

I hope everyone will cherish this opportunity. Next, Deacon Gu will announce the assessment rules."

Deacon Gu said loudly: "The test this time is about the refining of the Qi Gathering Pill. The medicinal materials are all prepared in the storage bag. If it exceeds an hour, it is considered a failure. The rate of making the pill is less than 50%, it is considered a failure. Everyone is whispering to each other.

, considered a failure..."

Elder Meng frowned, thinking that the ancient deacon couldn't speak. If he said: within an hour, it is a success. If it is more than 50% of the elixir, it is a success. Wouldn't this encourage people?

"...Okay. Let's start now!" As soon as Deacon Gu finished speaking, the people below started to take action.

Yan Zixiu was not in a hurry. He turned to look at the two pianos and smiled slightly.

Shuangqin was looking at him and also smiled.

They encouraged each other.

Yan Zi rested his mind and meditated, ignoring everything.

He went over the refining process of the Qi Gathering Pill twice in his mind, took out the contents of the storage bag one by one, checked them, and placed them in order.

Clean the furnace, pour spiritual water, ignite the spiritual wood, add medicinal materials one by one, seal the furnace, add fire...

A series of movements and techniques are performed like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Elder Meng and Deacon Gu were constantly patrolling. They suddenly saw Yan Zixiu's skillful movements and couldn't help but be attracted.

Deacon Gu sent a message to Elder Meng: "Look at that boy, why does he look like he has been practicing elixirs for decades?"

"Yes. I have been the elder of Dancao Peak for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen the wonderful and smooth techniques here. It is a pleasure to watch. Hey, isn't this the useless spiritual root you don't want?"

Deacon Gu blushed: "Ashamed, ashamed. If Elder Meng hadn't told him to sign up, he would have missed out on this great talent."

Elder Meng was a little proud: "As long as he exceeds 50% of the elixir-forming rate, our Dancao Peak will be determined."

Less than a quarter of an hour later, a monk's alchemy furnace made a muffled popping sound. This was a failure.

Since there was no second chance, the monk stood up and walked away with his head lowered without any further urging.

Then one after another people began to perform the elixir condensation process. Some were at 50%, some at 40%, some at 30%, and some failed.

Cheng Dan rate 40% and below 40% of the monks left on their own.

Yan Zixiu was focused on nothing else, and from time to time he would play a magic formula. Suddenly he softly shouted: "Condensation!"

There was a clear sound, the stove lid opened, and the fragrance of red pepper came out. It's done!

With a move of his hand, six crystal-white pills flew out of the furnace. Two of them were top grade and four were medium grade.

The rate of becoming a pill is 60%! No more, no less.

He collected the pills in a jade vase, sealed them and put them aside. Still sitting on the futon, he felt neither sadness nor joy.

Elder Meng's face turned red with excitement, and he sent a message to Deacon Gu: "It's done. I just said that this kid has a stable mind. Look at him, with such good results, he looks like a man who has nothing to do. His success rate is 60%.

!The next step is to become a master of alchemy. Hey! You can really keep your breath."

"Congratulations to Elder Meng!" Deacon Gu quickly flattered.

After the assessment, there were twenty-five people left.

Shuangqin performed steadily and was retained with a 50% elixir success rate. She was so excited that her face flushed and she kept clenching her fists.

In addition to Yan Zixiu, there were two monks who achieved 60% of the elixir rate. One of them showed up at 70%. This result made Elder Meng extremely happy.

The sect is in urgent need of alchemy talents, and he will definitely be greatly commended when he returns.

He said to the twenty-five people: "Congratulations to all of you for passing all the assessments. From now on, you are the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect. You each go back to handle your affairs. Tomorrow at Mao hour, we will gather here to go to the Shenxiao Sect."

"Yes, elder." Everyone agreed in unison and dispersed.

Yan Zixiu and Shuangqin left the city lord's mansion to look for Zhilin, but they didn't expect that he was already waiting outside.

Judging from the joy on Zhilin's face, there should be no problem.

"Ziling, it seems that you two have passed the test. Let's go, I will take you to eat some snacks!" It seems that Zhilin likes to express his mood by treating guests.

"good."

Shuangqin was in a good mood and no longer picked on her brother's speech problems.

The three of them summoned a large deer cart and headed towards Beicheng District.

After eating, drinking and having fun for a long time, they returned to the small courtyard where they rented as night fell.

The door of the east room was ajar, and Friar Toad looked at them from the crack in the door as they came back talking and laughing. Knowing that these three people had succeeded, he felt jealous in his heart, but he had no choice but to close the door hard.

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Jealous people cannot see the good in others, but others are not necessarily bad.

Yan Zixiu, Zhilin and Shuangqin naturally heard the sound of the door closing. They looked at each other and shook their heads.

"See you tomorrow morning." "See you tomorrow morning."

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It’s the twelfth day of re-entering the world of immortality, Mao Shi.

In the south gate square of the City Lord's Mansion, colorful flags were flying and flowers were everywhere. The streets of Purple Mist City were crowded with people, men and women, old and young, all coming to watch the fun. There were people who yearned for it, envied it, lost it, hated it, and all kinds of moods.
Chapter completed!