The old man was about to call Mo Liancheng to stop, but he casually lowered his head and looked at his record, "Sixth-grade alchemist? Only sixth-grade..."

After muttering, the old man was a little disappointed.

Immediately, he continued to record.

At this time, an old man next to him noticed something strange about the thin old man and said, "Old guy, what are you doing?"

"I seem to have seen the young man who answered the question before..." The old man glared back at the old man, "I will tell you that the person who answered the question is obviously very young." He was angry and a little crazy.

There was a turmoil in answering the question. He clearly saw that it was a young person who answered it, but he still said it. Even his best friend didn't believe it. Not long after, someone went to collect the Xuanshi. He squatted for a whole day, but he didn't find the young man.

Human shadow.

"Okay, okay, don't be dazzled anymore."

"..." The old man was angry.

Everyone thinks he is lying?! It’s really frustrating.

…

At this time, Mo Liancheng and Sima Wenxiu had already gone to the thunder platform.

The two people sat on each side, more than ten meters apart.

There was a Dan Pagoda staff member who was the judge. Immediately, a group of people sent some elixirs. Mo Liancheng was not in a hurry to make elixirs, but neither was Sima Wenxiu. He took the elixirs and checked them carefully.

Mo Liancheng's eyes also fell on the elixirs. He did not touch them. However, at a glance, he already knew the situation of the elixirs and knew that there was no problem with the elixirs.

There is an incense burner in the middle of the arena with three incense sticks on it. They are quite long and thick, much longer than the incense sticks usually used in temples.

The judges lit one of the incense sticks.

It is said that after three sticks of incense are burned, it is time for the competition.

Sima Wenxiu raised his head and glanced at Mo Liancheng with a gloomy look.

At the same time, Mo Liancheng also happened to look at him.

Sima Wenxiu said: "You should admit defeat early. With your strength as a sixth-grade alchemist, do you still want to defeat me?"

"What we are refining is the sixth-grade elixir, not the seventh-grade elixir." Mo Liancheng's words were not sharp at all, just plain. And there was nothing wrong with them. The criterion for judging the outcome was to see who could refine the elixir using the same elixir.

The elixir produced is of high quality and normal.

Generally speaking, the proficiency and control of alchemy with seventh-grade elixirs will definitely be higher than that of a sixth-grade alchemist. Therefore, if you encounter a higher-level elixir than your own, even if you refine the same elixir, in terms of efficacy,

He said that a sixth-grade alchemist would still lose.

Therefore, not many people are optimistic about Mo Liancheng.

It's just that this match is a bit strange. Mo Liancheng didn't move, and neither did Sima Wenxiu.

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows and saw a hint of conspiracy in the other person's eyes.

Time passes little by little.

One stick of incense and one third was gone.

Afterwards, they went halfway through, and the two of them were still closing their eyes in front of the alchemy table. They had not even taken out the alchemy furnace, let alone refining the elixir. The judges were a little baffled. Even if they adjusted their mood, it would not take so long.

Originally, a small alchemy competition was not very attractive. Due to the weird behavior of the two people, some people quietly paid attention and whispered a few times. In an alchemy competition like theirs, time is very important. After all, one

It doesn't mean that you can refine the sixth-grade elixir just by practicing it, it will also take some time.

The stick of incense was burned out.

The two of them did not move, but Sima Wenxiu's eyes showed a little eagerness.
Chapter completed!