Doupo: Many children bring many blessings, I will create the strongest family

After hearing what Cao Ying said, Elder Wan Huo was stunned by the strong confidence she showed.

Cao Ying's soul power has reached the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm. Elder Wanhuo can also see this. However, strong soul power does not necessarily mean that he is good at refining medicine.

However, there is another question that puzzles Elder Wanhuo. It was previously rumored that Cao Ying had a five-star Dou Sage cultivation level, but now no matter how he checked, it was only a four-star level.

"Haha, there will definitely be this opportunity. As long as you have the strength, anyone can participate in the Pharmacopoeia... Please come with me!"

The next moment, Elder Wanhuo laughed loudly, and then without saying much, he moved up into the sky and flew towards the top of the mountain.

On the top of the medicine mountain, clouds and mist are lingering, and the strange fragrance of elixir spreads, making people feel relaxed and happy, as if they are in a fairyland.

At the top of Yaoshan Mountain, patches of medicinal materials gather like an ocean.

Above these seas of medicine, a huge square is suspended out of thin air. At the four corners of the square, there are four huge medicine cauldrons, which are rising with the aroma of elixirs and smoke pillars reaching into the sky.

Today, there are many figures standing on this huge suspended platform, and the sounds of lively conversations are constantly coming out.

Directly north of the stone platform, there are stone chairs lined up side by side. On both sides of these stone chairs, beautiful maids shuttled past like butterflies, and their dexterous hands filled all the jade cups on the stone table.

"Boohoo!"

As Morrowind and his party swept up the mountain, Elder Wanhuo immediately greeted him politely: "Your Majesty Morrowind, please come this way!"

"Your Majesty Morrowind, I didn't expect that even this person would come!"

"According to rumors, Yao Chen, the Medicine Saint of Xingyun Pavilion, the largest sect in the Jiama Empire, seemed to have been a member of the Medicine Clan, but was later expelled from the clan due to some things."

"Is this really true? Hey, if this is true, wouldn't the current Yao Clan regret it to death?"

Elder Wanhuo's laughter immediately drew the attention of many people present to the direction of Morrowind and his party.

Today's Jiama Empire is so powerful in Zhongzhou that it looks like the overlord of Zhongzhou. Everyone present has heard about Yao Chen, the master of Xingyun Pavilion, and whispers can be heard at the moment.

Chenfeng and others didn't pay attention to the looks of the people around them. They came not far from Elder Wanhuo and found a place to sit down.

On the side, those clever maids quickly stepped forward to serve respectfully.

"There is nothing to see in the foreplay of this Pharmacopoeia. It is just the young people in the Medicine Clan showing off their skills. The real highlight of the Pharmacopoeia is at the end!"

Yao Chen pointed at the huge stone platform below and introduced it.

"Well, there's really nothing to see in these. What I'm looking forward to most now is to compete with those senior alchemists..."

Cao Ying is not modest. With her current soul state of Perfect Heaven and the inheritance of the Alchemy Emperor, it is already very easy to refine the ninth-grade elixir. However, due to the rush of time, she has not had time to try it yet. Go and refine a ninth-grade Xuandan.

"Most of those so-called alchemy masters are just refining ninth-grade treasure pills. Pills of the level of Xuandan cannot be refined casually..."

Chenfeng also said casually, like the ninth-grade Xuandan, many times, it is not that the refining ability is insufficient, but that the requirements for the energy of the world to make the elixir of that level are almost harsh.

According to common sense, the soul state of Dzogchen in Heaven has already reached the qualification to refine the legendary ninth-grade golden elixir.

However, in addition to soul power, refining medicine requires professional knowledge of medicine refining, and if the cultivation level is not enough, it will not work. With such huge energy of heaven and earth, there is absolutely no hope for a Dou Zun.

While Chenfeng and the others were chatting, the flow of people around the stone platform became larger and larger. Later, all kinds of noisy sounds reached into the sky.

The sound spread, and suddenly there was a bell ringing in the sky. Immediately, many people from the Medicine Clan stood up quickly, and their respectful voices spread loudly.

"Welcome to the clan leader."

Amidst the mighty greetings, the clouds in the sky surged, and soon they split apart automatically. A white-haired old man in a white robe slowly walked out of it, and the space where his feet landed was emitting waves. The array of strange fluctuations and the invisible space seemed to have condensed into substance at this moment.

"Head of the Medicine Clan?"

Looking at the kind-faced white-haired old man, Chen Feng raised his eyes and saw that this man's aura was much stronger than Yao Wanhuo just now. He was probably at the late stage of the Seven-Star Dou Sheng.

However, this kind of cultivation is nothing in the eyes of Morrowind. If a war breaks out, Morrowind is sure to kill him within ten moves.

On Yao Chen's side, when he looked at the white-haired old man, his eyes were slightly complicated.

No matter what, he still has the blood of the Medicine Clan flowing in his body. When he saw the leader of the Medicine Clan, he felt a little inexplicable in his heart.

"Haha, this person is a guest..."

In the sky, a soft smile appeared on the old face of Yao Dan, the leader of the Yao Clan.

He cupped his hands in front of the dense crowd, and then his eyes suddenly jumped over the crowd and stopped on Yao Lao, his eyes flickering slightly, with a somewhat complicated taste.

Yao Lao slowly raised his head, looked directly at Yao Dan, smiled faintly, cupped his hands and said, "I have met the Yao Dan clan leader!"

"Yao Chen...we all lost our sight."

Yao Dan stared at Yao Lao and let out an incomprehensible sigh.

At the beginning, no one thought that Yao Chen would be able to reach the level he is today. I am afraid that it won’t be long before Yao Chen can become a five-star fighting saint.

It's really ridiculous that such a person was originally treated as a waste and expelled from the race.

The next moment, Yao Dan took a step forward and appeared on the main seat amid the respectful greetings of many Yao Clan elders.

"Haha, old man Yaodan, are you finally willing to quit this time?"

Just when Yao Dan took his seat, another voice containing vicissitudes of life slowly spread in the sky.

At the same time as this voice came, there was also an extremely strong medicinal fragrance, and then everyone saw that there was a green light flashing on the distant horizon.

In just a few seconds, a light green medicine cauldron came through the air quickly.

On top of the medicine cauldron, an old man dressed in ordinary linen clothes sat cross-legged. In the old man's hand, he was leaning on a crutch that looked like a woven herb. On the crutch, there were many jade bottles hanging on it, which made jingling sounds as they shook. crisp sound.

"Old Shennong... I didn't expect that even this senior would show up."

Seeing this person, a look of surprise suddenly flashed across Yao Chen's eyes.

Although Old Shennong's name is not very famous, he is an extremely old senior in the world of medicine refining. The older generation like Yao Chen can only be regarded as children to Old Shennong.