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Of course, although these audiences were puzzled, no one opened their mouths to question.
As the patriarch of the Helian family and a big confidant of Ye Chen in the Land of Hundred Kingdoms, Helianyuan still has this prestige.
In terms of emotion and reason, he will not have any selfishness.
After announcing the victory, He Lianyuan took a deep breath, and then showed a wry smile. He raised the two pills refined by the mysterious person in his hand, and asked, "I think these two pills Collect it in a private name, and use it as a benchmark for Tianze Huangdan and Shuntian Zhenlongdan, and set an example for the children of the Helian family."
"Anything you want."
The mysterious man spoke lightly, as if he didn't care about it.
In the medicine refining competition, all the medicines that are refined should belong to the sponsor.
In fact, Helian Yuan didn't need to seek advice from the mysterious person.
It's just that these two elixirs are too shocking, as if they have reached the extreme level that they can achieve. No matter how amazing and brilliant other elixirs are, they cannot be compared with them.
That's why Helian Yuan made such a request.
"Hiss, he actually"
"He is Helian Yuan, a four-star alchemist, there is no need to do that, right?"
"Who knows?"
"Is this trying to build momentum for him?"
"With the power of this mysterious person, I'm afraid there's no need for others to create momentum, right?"
Many spectators whispered to each other, they were completely shocked by this game.
Many people think that Zhou Yiming is the youngest three-star pharmacist, and dare not say anything else. At the level of a three-star pharmacist, almost no one can compare with him, and this mysterious person defeated him lightly, at least he is also a four-star pharmacist. degree.
In the arena, several four-star alchemists including the third elder frowned slightly.
They realized that the other party was not easy to deal with.
"Okay, please come up with all the winners, let's draw lots for the second round."
He Lianyuan calmed down and began to announce the following procedures.
And after the first round of melee, there were more than 20 alchemists left in the end.
The one-star and two-star alchemists are almost eliminated.
Most of them are three-star alchemists, and there are a few two-star alchemists here and there.
Although to a certain extent, He Lianyuan guaranteed the fairness of the competition, the gap between three-star and two-star is like a gap. Some things can be restricted, but some things are integrated into the bones and cannot be restricted at all.
None of the pharmacists who were eliminated had any complaints.
After all, they were very satisfied with the rewards for participating in the competition alone.
As for the second round of competition, it will only be more intense, and all alchemists are prepared in their hearts.
All means must be used to fight against others.
In Dongzhou, a handsome monk was walking on the road in gray robes.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time, his face was sallow and thin, he looked very embarrassed, and he even stumbled when he walked.
It's freezing cold and snowy.
The monk stumbled to a temple, dizzy with hunger.
Plop.
The monk fell down in front of the temple gate.
Along the way, he almost came here by begging.
It's a pity that this is a big winter. Although everyone will not suffer from famine, it is true that every household does not have much food. They are all storing up food for the winter. Who would share it with a monk who has never met before?
"Abbot, there is a monk outside. It looks like he is starving to death."
A young monk was sweeping snow in the courtyard of the temple. When he saw the monk break into the temple, he fainted in front of the door. He quickly dropped his broom and ran into the temple.
Soon, an old monk came out, sniffed Monk Qingxiu's breath, raised his eyebrows, "Hurry up, give him a bowl of hot porridge, it looks like he's very hungry."
The little novice nodded, and went to the back kitchen to make a bowl of hot porridge.
The old monk lifted the Qingxiu monk and brought him to a side room.
In the side room, charcoal is burning, which is warmer than outside.
Monk Qingxiu frowned, then slowly opened his eyes, with a dazed expression, "I where am I?"
"This is Tianye Temple. My apprentice found you at the gate. You are hungry and faint."
The old monk showed a smile, "My name is Yanguang, and I am the abbot of Tianye Temple. Come, let's have some porridge and rice first. It's relatively light, but it will fill you up."
As he spoke, Yanguang brought up a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of the table.
"Thank you abbot."
There was a flash of struggle on Monk Qingxiu's face. He supported his forehead and said in pain, "I I can't seem to remember my name. I only know that I am from Zhongzhou."
"Zhongzhou?"
In Yanguang's muddy eyes, a flash of shock flashed, "That is the birthplace of my Buddhism. I heard from my master's master that there is a Thousand Buddha Mountain in Zhongzhou, and the Buddhist culture in other regions all come from there." It spread, you are actually from Zhongzhou!"
"Yes, I only remember these, the rest I can't remember clearly."
Monk Qingxiu looked pained and shook his head blankly.
"It's okay, since you can't remember your name, then stay in my Tianye Temple, and talk about it when you remember."
Yanguang laughed softly, "I will give you a dharma name. From now on, you will be called Jingyuan, which means that you are from Zhongzhou, the place where Buddhism originated. How about it?"
"Thank you, Master, for giving me the name."
Monk Jingyuan stood up and was about to kowtow to Yanguang.
"No rush, let's have porridge first."
Yanguang stood up, "When you are full, I will take you to meet your other senior brothers."
Monk Jingyuan picked up the wooden bowl containing porridge and rice, and drank it.
The hot porridge entered his stomach, making him very warm. The cold feeling from the journey seemed to have been completely dispelled. The porridge and rice didn't have much flavor, but they were fragrant enough.
After finishing the porridge in one gulp, Monk Jingyuan wiped his mouth.
He stood up from the bed, "Master, I seem to have a scripture here, please take a look."
As he said, Monk Jingyuan took out a scripture book from his thick collar. The skin of the scripture book was broken and looked very old. The moment he took it out, there was a golden light blooming.
"this¡¡"
In Yanguang's pupils, a flash of shock flashed in an instant.
He couldn't restrain himself from taking a step forward, reached out and took the scriptures, took a deep breath, and began to read.
After a few breaths, a brilliant soaring golden light suddenly burst out from Yanguang's body, breaking through the room like a dragon, piercing into the void, forming an unimaginable light and shadow.
For a while, many disciples in the entire Tianye Temple rushed towards this side.
"what happened?"
"Master, what happened?"
The door of the wing room was pushed open, and more than a dozen monks stood in front of the door.
After seeing the golden light around Yanguang, they all froze in place.
This golden light is extremely sacred and brilliant.
Especially behind Yanguang's head, there is a Buddha statue more than ten meters high, with a solemn appearance, as if overlooking everything in the world. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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