Eternal Sacred King Chapter 123: Inexplicable crisis

　　 Looking at the Zhujidan floating in mid-air, there is no sound inside and outside the hall.

　　 Everyone subconsciously held their breath, their eyes and minds were attracted by this pill.

　　 The five-way pill pattern condensed on the pill, looks so mysterious and perfect, as if it is the most beautiful pattern in the world.

　　Five Dan Patterns, perfect to build a base Dan!

　　 Even if a senior alchemist who can refine Tier 3 pill comes, he can't guarantee that he can refine a perfect foundation building pill.

　　Perfect means flawless, without any flaws.

　　 This proves that in the entire alchemy process, every step, every detail, and every action of the alchemist has reached perfection!

　　 With such a Jiji Dan, I am afraid that he is a qi trainer with a pseudo-spiritual root, and he is also expected to step into the Jiji realm!

　　At this moment, most of the disciples even forgot the victory or defeat, forgot that this was in the Danfeng competition, and their hearts were attracted by this pill.

　　 When Su Zimo put away this perfect Jidan, thousands of disciples sighed together, which was quite spectacular.

　　 There are too many complicated emotions in a sigh.

　　There is loss, envy, jealousy, and admiration.

　　 "No suspense, no suspense to win!"

　　 "I originally thought that this Danfeng was more artistic, and Su Zimo would compete more fiercely. I didn't expect it to be a crushing situation."

　　 The first seat of the five peaks nodded secretly, his eyes showing his admiration for Su Zimo undisguisedly.

　　 Danqi reached the top, the double peak first!

　　 More importantly, this year Danfeng and Qifeng are number one, much stronger than before.

　　 For so many years, every year in the art of Qifeng, even the first disciple has not succeeded in refining a low-grade spiritual weapon.

　　 For so many years, every year of Danfeng compared to art, even the disciples who won the number one, refining simpler pill, did not have five perfect patterns.

　　 Compared with the other four sects, Mifeng Peak is much weaker in alchemy and refining.

　　 The grand cultivating event held every ten years in the Great Zhou Dynasty. In the Zongmen Grand Competition, the Miaofeng Peak was on the double list of alchemy, and no one has ever left a name.

　　 This time, Wufeng first sat on Su Zimo and saw hope.

　　Perhaps, in the next sect competition, Su Zimo can really make a name for Miao Feng on the alchemy double list, and win the supreme glory for the sect!

Huo Xiuyuan of Danfeng came to Su Zimo, smiled bitterly, clasped his fist and said: "Junior Brother Su is very good, I am convinced that I lose."

　　"It's also a fluke." Su Zi Mo Qian made a smile.

　　 At this moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on Su Zimo.

　　 There was also a glimpse of appreciation in 　　's soft eyes.

　　 On the other side, Feng Haoyu was defeated, but he was unexpectedly calm. He bowed his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 At the same time, Su Zimo felt an inexplicable sense of crisis!

　　 If there is such a sense of crisis, I feel it carefully, but I can't find anything.

　　 Su Zimo frowned.

　　 This feeling is very bad.

　　Since entering the sect, Su Zimo was very at ease for a while, even if Feng Haoyu was hostile to him, it did not bring him this kind of crisis.

　　 Su Zimo remained calm, his gaze flicked over the body of the head of Wufeng, and no abnormality was found.

　　 After that, Su Zimo turned his eyes slightly, sweeping through the crowd outside the hall, and nothing was gained.

　　 The sense of crisis just now seems to be an illusion.

　　 At this moment, the teenager Hefa raised his voice: "The result of Danfeng's art competition has come out. I believe everyone will see that Danfeng is the first one and Qifeng disciple Su Zimo!"

　　 Outside the hall, Little Fatty and Xue Yi and other Qifeng disciples cheered loudly.

　　At this moment, every Qifeng disciple felt a light on his face.

　　 The old man also sat there, laughing non-stop.

　　"Su Zimo, you can go to the Spirit Medicine Pavilion and choose a pill."

　　Su Zimo nodded, in the enviable eyes of many disciples, as the young man Hefa left the alchemy hall and walked towards the spirit alchemy pavilion.

　　The disciples inside and outside the hall gradually dispersed, but they were still talking about today's competition.

　　 Feng Haoyu lost two games in a row, leaving the alchemy hall blankly.

　　"Brother Feng, don’t worry about winning or losing for a while. Anyway, after Lingfeng’s art, you can still teach this kid severely and get his face back!"

　　 a Lingfeng disciple said comfortingly.

　　 Feng Haoyu smiled indifferently: "Alchemy and refining belong to the side after all. Feng Haoyu didn't spend too much time on this. I lost and lost. To me, it doesn't matter."

　　 "Yes, Brother Feng is right."

　　 "Well, in the realm of cultivation, no matter how good the alchemy and the refining are, once you encounter danger, it will not fall in the same way. Strong strength is the real ability."

　　 Many Lingfeng disciples catered to them with one word.

　　After a group of Lingfeng disciples left Danfeng, they didn't go far, and Feng Haoyu suddenly said: "You go back first, I'm alone."

　　 Many disciples thought that Feng Haoyu was in a bad mood at this time, so they didn't dare to say more, and left one after another.

After 　　 waited for everyone to leave, Feng Haoyu slowly turned around and looked at the direction of Ling Pill Pavilion, his calm eyes suddenly changed, exuding a faint chill!

　　……

　　 On the other side, on Danfeng, there are still some disciples who have not left, and they gather together to discuss.

　　"Feng Haoyu lost really badly in these two games, it can be described as a complete defeat."

　　 "Yes, before Wufeng competed in art, he also threatened to win the first three peaks. Now, haha, it is estimated that only one Lingfeng is left."

　　 "I heard that Su Zimo didn't intend to participate in the Danfeng competition at all~ IndoMTL.com~ Feng Haoyu was still provoking first, which caused people's anxiety."

A disciple next to 　　 shook his head and said: "If you want me to see, this matter may not be a good thing for Su Zimo."

　　 "How do you say?" someone asked.

　　"Yes, Shuangfeng is the first, but the reward is the second. What an honor is this? From now on, among the sects, who knows the name of Su Zimo?"

　　 The man sneered when he heard the words: "Don’t forget, after Wufeng competed, Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu still have a battle!"

　　 Speaking of this, many disciples are suddenly surprised.

　　 Feng Haoyu has achieved great condensed Qi, Su Zimo's cultivation level is still at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and the two are not at the same level at all.

　　The man continued: "Su Zimo won two games in a row, and he must have angered Feng Haoyu. In the last contest between the two, Su Zimo will have to lose his skin if he doesn't die!"

　　 While everyone was discussing, on the other side, Su Zimo also walked out of the Spirit Medicine Pavilion.

　　 This time in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, Su Zimo chose a Spirit Gathering Pill, the five patterns are perfect!

　　 plus another perfect spirit gathering pill in the storage bag, in the next two days, he is absolutely sure to break through to the ninth level of Qi Condensation!

　　 Just as Su Zimo was about to leave, the young man suddenly stopped him, pondered a little, and asked: "How sure are you in your final battle with Feng Haoyu?"

　　 "Not sure." Su Zimo shook his head.

　　 "I have a suggestion." Hefa boy said: "Now that you have won the first place in Shuangfeng, there is no need to fight with Feng Haoyu anymore. Even if you admit defeat, it doesn't matter. After all, there is no deep hatred between the same family. "

　　 Su Zimo was noncommittal, but just nodded and said: "Well, I'll think about it again."

　　 "Okay, you go back." The young man Hefa nodded.