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After a moment of idle recount, Wang Chuchen’s incarnation continued to play, the same technique, the same timbre, and even the connotations contained therein, are generally the same. Many disciples, without any accident, once again immersed in the world of music for a long time. Can't extricate themselves.

　　 This song, if Wang Chuchen had not reminded it before, it was a murmur, Wu Yi would definitely not notice the difference, but now with his powerful spiritual analysis and deduction ability, he has found a total of seven differences.

The seven differences seem to be small, and even the meaning of this song has not been affected, but this is entirely because Wang Chuchen has already reached the heart of the way of music. An image of uprightness, sharp corners of the Haechi, just hit the pill furnace. On the medicine outlet, there was a miraculous pill furnace.

Yan Ziling said: "Next, I will refine two pill. The former is for the detoxification pill, and the latter is the deadly poison pill. If anyone among you can see that the poison pill has more medicinal materials than the holy pill, I will accept it. Who is the apprentice."

　　 Many disciples heard that they felt as if they were trampled on by 10,000 wild horses. No matter how real people are tested, they are not competing with the fighting method, but these left-handed methods are too unfair.

　　 They thought so in their hearts, but when Yan Ziling started to make alchemy, they still watched attentively.

　　 Yan Ziling was able to enter the Dancao Pavilion. Although he was promoted by his clan behind him, he still had a few brushes. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of money?

But seeing him open the bow from left to right, adjust the heat with one hand, and fly the medicinal materials with the other. Hundreds of medicinal materials, as if they don’t need money, entered the cauldron one after another, like a cauldron, the pattern on the Haechi became red. , The unicorn turns red.

　　 Seeing all kinds of medicinal materials that they didn't recognize appeared, those disciples who still had the last glimmer of hope in their hearts couldn't help being frustrated.

　　 If you lose, you have to output a person.

In this game, even Wu Yi was blind, asking him to draw mysterious texts and engrave the formation diagram. He started with it, but with the Dan grass, there is really not much research, a lot of herbs, Wu Yi also Not sure.

　　 Interlaced is like a mountain. You have to admit this. Wu Yi advocates a general understanding and specializes in one subject.

　　 And what he specializes in is not the pill, but the formation.

The medicinal materials that appeared in the last round of refining have not been fully recognized. Yan Ziling started the second round of refining. After a few minutes, many people felt that it was slower than a year. This feeling of not knowing how to pretend to understand is really not there. mean.

　　 In the end, Yan Ziling recognized that it was an ordinary disciple from a family of medicine pills. It was a coincidence that he could become a first-class disciple, and it was a coincidence that he encountered Yan Ziling's assessment.

　　 Hastily bid farewell to Wu Yi and others. Yan Ziling also took his newly-accepted apprentice and went away. Looking at the direction, he should be chasing Wang Chuchen.

　　 Xuan Mako looked at Wu Yi and didn't speak, but the meaning couldn't be clearer. It's time for my brother to play.

　　 Wu Yi calmly said: "I know that the disciples that the Daoist intends to recruit are the same. I feel that the disciples of you and me should not overlap."

　　 Wu Yi said nonsense. There has never been a precedent for a disciple to worship two masters at the same time. Naturally, it is impossible for the disciples of the two to overlap.

　　 "Since fellow Taoists said so, the foolish brother was ashamed and went ahead."

Wu Yi raised his hand and made a gesture of inviting. Wu Yi's heart is still in the water. At this moment, he is a little bit worse and he will laugh. This is a more advanced game than asking the king to enter the urn, because he is completely out of the matter in this matter, at least for the moment. Nothing to do.

　　 Now, just be a melon-eating crowd quietly. Perfect. The drama is about to start. Wu Yi rarely feels that there is such a stimulating moment, but it seems that there is something evil in his heart.

　　 "Pan Dao Ben also wanted to write a question, thinking of the assessment, to determine the name of the disciple, but a few dao friends worked hard,"

　　 As he said, Xuan Zhenzi really bowed to An Yirong and the others, scared several people hurriedly got up, waved their hands again and again: "Don't dare."

　　 Xuan Zhenzi continued: "Don't hide it from you, Yuan Xi was originally the disciple of my True Yang Cave Heaven who led into the gate, and now it is a matter of course to enter the Cave Heaven to practice."

　　 When those disciples heard the words, their last extravagant hopes were shattered. Sure enough, this Xuan Zhenzi was talking about Yuan Xi.

　　 "Yuanxi, now the poor Dao decided to accept you as a disciple." Xuan Zhenzi said slowly, playing with his beard once, quite at ease.

　　 When Wu Yi saw it, he almost laughed, his expression strange. </tent>

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