Chapter 278 The Demonic Flame Rages

Outside the forest is a mountainous area.

The weather here is no longer drizzling, but sunny.

The weather in the forest and the mountain is really distinct. It seems that there is an invisible big hand that completely isolates their weather.

Such a strange phenomenon made Fang Yang look up and take a closer look.

It seems that the first round of assessment is not as simple as he imagined.

"With these medicinal materials and animal bones, I can refine the Yangxin Pill."

Sen Hui looked happy and her voice was excited.

She had collected so many materials in less than half an hour.

At this speed, she will be able to collect a variety of medicinal materials before dusk today.

Then she will have enough time tomorrow to slowly refine the pill.

Within a day, a person must refine three different second-level pills and one third-level pill.

This requirement is believed to be a very difficult thing for many alchemists.

But for her, a fourth-level alchemist, such difficulty is nothing to her!

It can only be said that with Fang Yang's company, she felt that the assessment was as easy as pie, as easy as pie~

"Xiao Hui is really amazing."

Fang Yang smiled, "Then can we try to work harder and see if we can make you break through the barrier of the fifth-level alchemist in the Dao Refining Conference?"

Break through the barrier of the fifth-level alchemist in the Dao Refining Conference?

Fang Yang's statement was very bold.

It was even so bold that it made Sen Hui's long eyelashes tremble.

At the age of 23, she became a fifth-level alchemist. Such a top genius is definitely expected to peek into the great saint of the alchemy.

Can she really do it?

"Don't worry, just do your best." Fang Yang gently held her soft hand and comforted her softly.

Fang Yang also knew that Sen Yue, Sen Wei and others' expectations for Sen Hui were that they hoped that Sen Hui would become a saint of the alchemy school.

The biggest goal of Sen Hui's cultivation is to leave a brand new saint inheritance for the Sen family.

This is the biggest expectation of Sen Yue and Sen Wei for Sen Hui, but it is not Fang Yang's biggest expectation for Sen Hui.

After all, no matter how great a saint is, he is only a saint.

How long can the life span of a saint be extended?

If Fang Yang loses Sen Hui, then his connection with Sen Yue, Sen Wei and others will only drift away.

This is not good, you know, he still wants to develop silently.

Since the existence of the Dream Emperor's phantom, he is more and more convinced that he will surpass Sen Yue and Sen Wei.

The later he gets, the more unsolvable his talent of [Seeking Good Fortune and Avoiding Evil] becomes.

Of course, he will not say that he must make Sen Hui a great saint.

He just wants Sen Hui's life span to be as long as possible, so that he can grow up more calmly.

Moreover, he has an extremely strong premonition:

————When Sen Hui's life span ends, it will be the beginning of his and Sen Wei and Sen Yue's gradual opposition.

He didn't really want to see this scene, but he had to make a backup.

He admitted that he loved Sen Hui.

But he knew better that the person he loved more was himself.

"Well, I will try my best." Sen Hui bit her silver teeth.

Although Sen Hui said this, there was still a hint of sadness between her brows.

Obviously, she also realized that there was some unspeakable gap between her and Fang Yang.

Fang Yang saw it and sighed in his heart: "Am I... PU·A her?"

The sun was high.

The mountains were quiet.

The two continued to move towards Liuxi Cliff. They encountered many ferocious beasts along the way.

These ferocious beasts were as swift as wind wolves, as violent as mountain bears, and as cunning as grass foxes.

But in front of Fang Yang, they all showed their heads and killed them in seconds.

The talismans on Fang Yang's side bloomed with flames and thunder, showing their divine power.

Because there were too many beasts, Fang Yang had more and more talismans in his hand. He really implemented the principle of fighting to support fighting.

And Sen Hui's mood gradually improved while collecting and selecting materials.

Under Fang Yang's guidance, she gradually eliminated the worries between her brows and returned to her lively and optimistic state.

Smile.

And she also firmly believed that with Fang Yang's company, she might have a chance to become a fifth-level alchemist in this refining conference.

Because the refining conference is full of secrets!

"There is no wind between the cliffs, but the cliffs are covered with moss... Here, there is a high possibility that the fourth-level spiritual herb 'Prison Wind Python Blood Vine' will grow!"

When Sen Hui observed the environment here, she immediately came to such a conclusion.

And she immediately told Fang Yang this inference.

Prison Wind Python Blood Vine, a fourth-level spiritual medicine, belongs to the wind school.

It is named because its appearance is similar to a blood-colored python and it can imprison the wind.

It is the main drug, and it is most famous for refining the fourth-level blood python pill.

The fourth-level blood python pill is a superior pill to the second-level purple kidney pill and the third-level Yang kidney pill.

This kind of pill is a great medicine for nourishing kidney water and making up for the deficiency.

Of course, if the Prison Wind Python Blood Vine is used as a supplementary medicine, some fifth-level pills can also be refined.

"Let's go." Fang Yang nodded.

After receiving this answer, Sen Hui's face immediately became serious.

She moved her ten fingers lightly, like a butterfly flying through flowers.

In the blink of an eye, a group of beautiful butterflies composed of crystal pollen appeared frequently in the void.

This beautiful butterfly flapped its wings, and its small body flew forward, guiding the direction of Sen Hui and Fang Yang.

"Fire Feather Talisman, rise." Fang Yang waved his sleeves, and two Xuanhuang Talismans flew out.

The next moment, he and Sen Hui had a pair of fiery red eagle wings behind them.

Snap, snap.

The wings fluttered, and the two figures followed the beautiful butterfly and flew forward.

Half a minute later, they finally saw the Prison Wind Python Blood Vine from a distance.

And next to the Prison Wind Python Blood Vine, there was a huge blood python beast as big as a blood-colored ancient tree.

The Prison Wind Python Blood Vine and the blood python beast depended on each other and coexisted parasitically.

But at the moment, the blood python beast was broken and died in a pool of blood. The Prison Wind Python Blood Vine was obviously also caught in the fight of others.

Obviously, it was not just Sen Hui who discovered the traces of the Prison Wind Python Blood Vine!

"This extremely blazing heat... Oh no, it's Fang Yang!"

When the contenders discovered Fang Yang's existence, their faces changed drastically.

They did not forget that Fang Yang had the Xuanyuan Talisman, and even remembered Fang Yang's fierce reputation in the Holy Fire Divine Realm.

"Why are you afraid of him? In the first round of assessment, the strongest talisman that can be used is only the peak of the second level!"

Someone hid in the dark and fanned the flames.

This is to use the power of everyone to fight against Fang Yang together, and even to expel Fang Yang from the assessment site.

Hearing this, many people were moved, just waiting for someone to lead the charge.

But the next moment, Fang Yang waved his Taoist robe sleeves lightly, and suddenly many talismans appeared on his side.

Ten, twenty, hundreds...

There were so many Xuanhuang talismans, like thousands of swords hanging in the air.

Such an exaggerated scene made everyone in the field look stunned.

It's too outrageous!

Everyone has only refined a few artifacts.

The most amazing genius can only refine more than ten at most.

But Fang Yang, in such a short time, has refined hundreds of talismans. It's too exaggerated. He is worthy of being a rising star in the art of talismans!

At this moment, everyone was ashamed.

While they cursed in private, they could only plan to leave in disgrace.

"Leave?"

Fang Yang's face was calm: "I didn't say you can leave so easily."

With a buzzing sound, the talismans roared.

The talismans burst into flames or thunder and lightning, rushing down one after another.

What's more amazing is that many talismans have turned into fire beasts and thunder beasts, which are lifelike and fierce.

Although the strongest of them are only at the peak of the second level, there are too many of them.

For a while, the people in the field screamed and stared at Fang Yang in awe.

Those guys who stirred up the crowd were severely tortured before they were enveloped by the divine ring and withdrew from the first round of assessment.

Fang Yang's murderous intent was so strong that it really opened their eyes. This could be called a raging devil's flame!