Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 1029

Su Yang's face is hard to see the extreme at the moment. Over the years, he has been locked up by his grandfather for cultivation. Both alchemy and accomplishments have been greatly improved.

But unexpectedly, his accomplishments were caught up by this hateful guy, and he thought Ao's alchemy was even worse at the moment. Even if Wang Xiaohu didn't refine the pill, these six level best products were better than himself!

However, no matter how unconvinced Su Yang was, he understood that he could not surpass this guy. In anger, Su Yang grabbed the last Shuangxia Caiyun pill and wanted to start the purification of the seventh turn, but he gave up after a long time. He didn't even have a 10% grip on the seventh turn.

Maybe at this moment, Su Yang made up his mind to practice well and compare that guy, but the difficulty is really high!

In the eyes of peony, there was a mixture of joy and sorrow. Wang Xiaohu refined the sixth level best pill. Naturally, she was also happy. But now, her cultivation is the same as that guy, but the final refined pill is a whole level worse. This blow really makes the peony, which has always been famous for refining elixir Tianfu, difficult to accept. The gap between herself and him is getting bigger and bigger. Maybe, All you can do in the future is look up behind your back!

There is an inexplicable sadness in the heart of peony!

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"Interesting little guy!"

The drunken immortal, I don't know when he woke up for a moment, looked at Wang Xiaohu sitting cross legged and said something.

"It's really an interesting guy!" At the moment when the Dan stove exploded, a flash of pure light flashed in his eyes.

"Hum, it's this boy who pretends to be in the endless West Sea!" The silver haired old man beside the sword without God flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. Speaking of it, Wang Xiaohu is really my younger martial brother. I just didn't expect that our younger martial brothers would meet in Jiulong city!" Jian Wushen said something carelessly.

"Martial brother? When did I have such a disciple in the sword domain? " The silver haired old man frowned.

"Not in the sword field, but the sect I practiced before!" The sword has no God with some color of memory.

"Before? You mean the Qingyun gate in Beihuang? I can't help but wonder about the Qingyun gate. Although this boy's talent is not as good as you, it's rare! "

"Ha ha..." Jian Wushen chuckled and didn't ask whether it was OK. He just looked at Wang Xiaohu with a little sense of war. This was still the first one in the same level, which made him really want a higher opponent. But in those years, they came from the same sect, but they missed it!

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Two hours later, Wang Xiaohu opened his eyes. Now there are only two people left on the field who haven't finished. One is Wang Xiaohu. His pill hasn't been refined yet, and the last one is the late disciple of the medicine Valley who was unlucky in the past ten times. Now children work hard to refine pills.

An ordinary alchemist will rest for a few days after refining a furnace of pills. He will wait until his energy recovers to a perfect state, and then continue to refine pills. But at the moment, he doesn't have this time. He has to refine after refining. Who knows if it's time yet.

Naturally, Wang Xiaohu doesn't know that someone is refining pills and drawing a circle in his heart to curse him for refining failure, but even if he knows, he won't care. All the people who want to kill Wang Xiaohu have gone to the sea. Which onion is this boy!

In Wang Xiaohu's hand, the red and blue pills were suspended. A cluster of black and white flames rose and wrapped the pills.

In less than ten breaths, a handful of gray substances fell from the pill.

The flame in Wang Xiaohu's hand stopped for a moment, and then continued to refine.

Once, twice, three times