Chapter 287 I Can't Help Myself

Night.

Starry sky.

Inside a volcano, the vitality gathers and the earth fire is silent.

Fang Yang and Sen Hui are staying here temporarily.

Sen Hui in front of her lowered her eyes and thought about which elixir she should refine.

What she was thinking about was that she had to complete the assessment task in the shortest time.

"In less than half a month, refine three third-level elixirs and one fourth-level elixir!"

The difficulty of this assessment task is undoubtedly difficult.

Therefore, now she must make a decision based on the various materials in her hand and match the appropriate elixir formula.

Efficient!

This is her current elixir refining principle.

Now she only wants to complete the assessment task first, and then increase the points.

As for whether the elixir is effective and how effective it is, that is not the problem she needs to consider now.

Fang Yang on the other side was also silently counting the harvest.

The most important thing, of course, is that he harvested [Black Turtle Ting Shell Water].

This spiritual object is also related to the Yimu Holy Spear and can repair it.

Moreover, it can also refine the phantom of the carp eagle.

Fang Yang is very much looking forward to the effect of refining the phantom of the carp eagle.

Because every 1% increase will greatly reduce his practice time.

Now, as his cultivation level becomes higher and higher, the effect of his linking the withered and lonely stars to refine the phantom of the carp eagle is gradually decreasing.

The most important thing is that the "Whale Swallowing Skill" method that gave him great help before is also suspected to have reached a bottleneck.

All of this seems to be telling him:

————He has to upgrade his own spiritual body to the perfect grade of Kunpeng spiritual body, otherwise no matter how much he struggles, his cultivation growth rate will remain at this level!

He will never tolerate this.

He is still thinking about exploring the scenery of eternal life to achieve the grand goal of "immortality and becoming an immortal ancestor".

"Fire rope talisman, thunder cage talisman..."

In the dim night, Fang Yang gently waved his robe.

In an instant, a series of dark yellow talismans flew out from the sleeves of his robe.

Like butterflies flying, the talismans flew to the eight directions, forming a simple talisman array.

With a buzzing sound, the talisman took effect.

Immediately, a series of subtle lights emerged, then connected and concealed.

After doing all this, Fang Yang stood aside and silently sorted out the vitality of the heaven and earth here.

He created a good alchemy environment for Sen Hui!

Basically, all the earth core fires in this area were imprisoned by him using the special fire of Qinglian earth core fire.

It can be said that in the alchemy environment of this second round of assessment, no one should be more comfortable than Sen Hui.

And Sen Hui did not disappoint his expectations.

Next to the lava earth core fire, Sen Hui set up a four-legged red alchemy cauldron.

The red alchemy cauldron shone, driving the lava below to roll, as if it was about to erupt at any time.

At this moment, the talisman array in the void began to hum, straightening out the extremely strong fire elemental energy.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Sen Hui said nothing, her fair face was very calm.

Her ten fingers flew, urging the magic.

In a blink of an eye, the lid of the alchemy furnace was rolled up and placed aside.

In another blink of an eye, the spiritual line of energy flew out from her fingertips, driving animal bones, spiritual herbs and spiritual medicines into the interior of the alchemy furnace.

With a whoosh, a cloud of black smoke emerged above the alchemy furnace, as ferocious as a python, circling continuously.

The smell emitted from it was even more unpleasant.

Fang Yang had a blank expression on her face, but she couldn't help holding her breath.

However, what was amazing was that she gritted her teeth, overcame the psychological difficulties, and continued to refine.

It was just that the direction was wrong, the harder she worked, the more she lost.

At this moment, Fang Yang narrowed his eyes.

It was because the black and white mottled success and failure rhymes before were all gone!

In fact, a few days ago, after leaving the test site and returning to the dojo, Fang Yang also took Sen Hui to do experiments.

At that time, he discovered that when Sen Hui was refining pills, there would be no success and failure rhymes.

But he had checked the books in the Sutra Library, and he understood many important things.

If a contestant touched the success rhyme and failure rhyme in the test site, then this contestant would also trigger the success rhyme and failure rhyme in the subsequent test sites.

But now, there is no such sign on Sen Hui!

"No, there is actually such a sign."

Fang Yang sighed lightly, "But it is not the success rhyme, but the failure rhyme."

Because in the billowing black smoke, he glimpsed the extremely dark rhyme, the failure rhyme!

As expected.

A quarter of an hour later, the red pill cauldron roared violently, as if a python was turning over, with a huge momentum.

Sen Hui was unwilling, and still wanted to force himself to refine.

Fang Yang had already pulled her back and slapped the alchemy furnace with his palm, calming it down.

"Ayang, I..."

Sen Hui lowered her eyes, feeling frustrated.

She was a fourth-level alchemist, but she still couldn't control her emotions.

This was just refining a third-level elixir, but she was so anxious that she caused the medicinal properties to repel each other and her vitality to become chaotic.

Of course, her deeper concern was that she didn't want to drag Fang Yang down.

But now it seemed that she had caused trouble for Fang Yang.

"Ah..." The more she thought about it, the lower her head was.

When Fang Yang saw this, he immediately hugged her into his arms and comforted her:

"Xiaofen, just take your time."

"Just try your best, you will definitely be in the top three, I promise you..."

Fang Yang did not continue to be entangled with Sen Hui about refining alchemy.

Instead, he chatted with Mori Hui about other things.

He did this to make Mori Hui put down the pressure in his heart and go into battle lightly.

In fact, he did not deceive Mori Hui.

Because in his heart, there is a crazy plan!

Then once it is determined that Mori Hui cannot advance to the next round, then he will completely explode his talisman combat power in this round.

In other words, he will try his best to expel all the contestants.

In the end, only he and Mori Hui will be left alone!

It's just that this method of doing things is too extreme and is almost the same as the devil.

It must not be used unless absolutely necessary.

After all, means don't mean anything; only ends can distinguish between justice and evil.

"Well, don't worry, Ayang, I will work hard."

Sen Hui nodded lightly, her starry eyes full of determination.

After that, she gradually relaxed.

She was refining elixirs in a peaceful state, and no longer had the impatience she had before.

I have to say that to a certain extent, Fang Yang can really be regarded as Sen Hui's good medicine.

Something amazing happened!

When Mori Hui really immersed herself in the alchemy process, she began to enjoy the process.

A bright smile appeared on her bright white face.

But at the same time, the state of forgetfulness of things and myself reappeared, that is, the Taoist charm of success and the Taoist charm of failure coexisted!

"Xiao Hui is the real genius of the Tao Refining."

Fang Yang's eyes lit up and he thought: "Compared to her, I seem a bit mediocre."

In the end, Mori Hui refined the third-level elixir for the first time, and it took her two days to complete it.

Seeing this, Fang Yang silently calculated and knew that more and more time would be consumed in the future. He was surprised to realize that time was still relatively tight.

So, he quietly refined several batches of talismans.

He used the brilliance of the sun as a point for Qi, striving to continuously spread outward, locking in more of the contestants' Qi, and striving not to let go of any tester.

only……

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

Since Sen Hui's elixir refining process was easy first and then difficult, Fang Yang subconsciously believed that Sen Hui's time refining elixirs would only consume more and more time in the future.

But this is not the case!

It took Sen Hui two days and two nights to refine the first level three elixir.

It took Sen Hui a day and a night to refine the second level three elixir.

It took Sen Hui a whole day to refine the third level three elixir.

When refining the fourth-level elixir, Sen Hui only spent three days and three nights.

It only took Mori Hui less than seven days and seven nights to completely complete the assessment task.

Such a thing is simply incredible!

The wind and waves are mixed with sparks blowing in, bringing heat.

At this moment, Fang Yang looked at Sen Hui with a bright light in his eyes.

Especially when Fang Yang looked at the mountains of successful and failed Tao Yun around Sen Hui, his heart felt even hotter.

He was refining the sacred weapon Flame Robe, and he might have found it!

He decided to encourage Sen Hui for a while, and then asked Sen Hui to try to refine more fourth-level and even fifth-level elixirs.

As for himself, he is quietly seeking success.

"A Yang, I succeeded." Sen Hui smiled.

With her mood agitated, Sen Hui "uncontrollably" jumped forward and went straight into Fang Yang's arms.

After that, she hugged Fang Yang tightly, greedily inhaling Fang Yang's breath.

No one knew how much pressure she felt.

Especially when Fang Yang became more and more dazzling, she was not only proud but also felt pressured.

Because deep down in her heart, she was afraid that Fang Yang would become like her brother Senyue and sister Senwei.

Although at first, she was interested in Fang Yang because Fang Yang had a certain temperament similar to Senyue Senwei.

But no matter what, she just didn't want to be separated from Fang Yang.

"You are amazing, wonderful...it's okay, it's okay."

Fang Yang didn't know her thoughts.

But seeing Mori Hui crying with joy did not prevent him from calling up universal quotes to comfort Mori Hui.

Just use it.

…………

Outside the assessment area.

The sea of ​​clouds rises and falls, and there are many palaces and palaces.

Immortal Aunt Fu Sheng looked away from the water mirror light curtain and couldn't help but admire: "I originally thought that Fang Yang would never come out in a thousand years, but I didn't expect Sen Hui's talent to be so great."

No wonder Fairy Fusheng didn't express her admiration.

Just because except for Fang Yang and Sen Hui, everyone else has not completed the assessment.

Although Yu Qingyun is just a little bit close to completing it, if it is not completed, it is not completed.

According to Fairy Fusheng, Caiwei may also complete the assessment, but Cairou, then there is no hope of completing the assessment.

Bai Zhi Yao Sheng shook his head and chuckled: "Xiao Hui just has Fang Yang to protect him. In terms of talent, Qing Yun is not bad at all."

Everyone carries the sedan chair.

As long as there is no serious conflict of interest, Bai Zhi Yao Sheng is still easy to talk to.

Especially when Sen Hui was about to reach great heights and become famous, the mood of the Angelica dahurica sage was even more beautiful and refreshing!