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However, the Pill God Convention was held in the Medicine Holy Tower.

At this moment, something big seemed to have happened to the Holy Medicinal Pagoda. This kind of commotion naturally caused people to become more perverted compared to the Pill God Convention.

A large number of onlookers swarmed away, hurrying in the direction of the Holy Medicine Tower.

"Pill Soul Gathering, someone is refining a honored rank pill!"

In the dense crowd, many Pill Master and Rankers spoke out the reason.

Someone was refining a precious pill.

For an ordinary person, or even for the majority of the experts present, it would be difficult to see it once in a lifetime.

Pill Master's method of refining pills would usually block the pill from the left or right, choosing to cultivate in a secluded room.

This way, he could completely calm his mind and avoid being disturbed.

When one reached the DanZong and Danzun realms, it would be even more prudent for such an expert to refine honored rank pill and clan rank pill.

Pill gathering medicinal soul, pill gathering medicinal soul … these sorts of phenomena.

In the end, they would also be blocked, making it hard for others to see.

Right now, there was someone refining a precious pill in front of the Medicine Sacred Pagoda. This kind of scene was too lively.

The Pill God Convention could at most refine sect pill.

But now, someone was refining a honored rank pill, it was not something that the Pill Master could compare with.

….

In the plaza, the gazes of the eight Pill Sovereigns that walked out of the Pill Saint Tower had long since surged with great waves as they trembled.

"Aooo …"

In the square, raging flames billowed. A golden dragon phantom raised its head and roared, revealing its majesty and power. It was able to inundate the world and cause the world to become vast and mighty!

Under this kind of aura, the small dragon's eyes turned blood-red. The aura on its body fluctuated unceasingly, as if it was affected in some way. Its aura continued to leak outwards.

"Bathing Fire Dragon Pill, using the Ancient Emperor Tao Dragon Qi as its fire medicine to lure it, good stuff!"

Du Xiaogui stood on the small dragon's shoulder, her small eyes were also not calm at the moment.

"Master pill!"

Nan Gong Zhan, Nangoong Xuewei, and Hundred Miles Auction were not Pill Master.

However, how could the [him] not see through the appearance of the honored rank pill?

With Du Shaomu's age, it had only been less than four hours. In front of them, it was like a hodgepodge, he had easily refined an extraordinary High Rank pill.

Seeing this with their own eyes, they found it hard to believe.

Even Nangong Zhan, with his current state of mind, couldn't help but tremble. The shock in his heart was indescribable!

Fu Guangtinng was even more dumbfounded!

Looking at this scene, Fu Guangtinng felt a chill down his spine. He couldn't help but feel goosebumps!

After becoming the champion of the Pill Emperor Assembly, he had initially felt somewhat proud of himself. He thought that with a good result, he could make Master officially take in him as a disciple.

Only now, Fu Guangtinng finally understood what Martial Uncle was trying to say.

Unless he was a Senior Dan, he didn't have the qualifications to become Master's disciple.

With Martial Uncle's age, he was able to create a legendary pill.

This level of attainment and talent in the Dao of alchemy, it was more than enough to beat him, Fu Guangtinng, to death.

Even at his age, Little Martial Uncle was already so astounding, and his attainment in the dao of pills was already so unfathomable.

Then how far would his Master go?

Fu Guangtinng no longer dared to imagine.

"I'm rich, I'm rich! This isn't a thigh, this is a Sky Pillar!"

Fu Guangtinng trembled with excitement. Originally, he thought that he had hugged one of his legs.

Only now did Fu Guangtinng truly know that he was hugging more than just a leg, he was hugging a Sky-pillar.

"Swoosh swoosh!"

Holy Saint Dew and Elder Cheng had arrived almost immediately after each other.

A large group of experts from the various powers and the seven great holy lands followed closely behind.

Everyone's eyes were already fixed on the image of the golden dragon from afar.

It was the medicine soul of a honored rank pill, representing the level of a honored rank pill.

"Bathing in the Fire Dragon Transformation Pill. It is indeed a Bath in the Fire Dragon Transformation Pill!"

Sacred Saint Withering Medicinal Herb's eyes were wide open and flickering with light. His chest was moving up and down.

"Roar!"

It didn't take long before the golden dragon turned into a resplendent golden light and disappeared.

As the flames subsided, a thumb-sized golden pill landed in Du Shaomu's hands.

The dense engravings on the golden pill covered the dragon scales.

The pill was like a miniature dragon egg, suffused with an indescribable energy fluctuation.

All eyes were on Du Shaomu.

It was obvious that this kind of half-grown man had just refined a precious pill.

"Young man, may I ask where the formula for the Crimson Dragon Pill came from?"

Holy Saint Withered Medicine landed on the ground. His old face was staring intently at Du Shaomu and the Fire Dragon Bath Pill in his hand. His eyeballs were about to pop out.

"Stop! If you get within 100 feet, you will be killed!"

The little Flood Dragon scolded the Holy Saint Dried Medicinal Herb. Lord Du Shaomu had spoken and no one was allowed to get close.

This shout also made everyone's eyes tremble.

Holy Saint Withered Medicine, the rumours said that in terms of skill in the dao of alchemy, he was already the number one below that of a pill saint. Saints had to treat him with respect when they saw him.1

But now, Holy Saint Withered Medicine had actually been scolded by someone. Furthermore, it was someone else who had scolded him in front of the Holy Medicine Tower's entrance.

If this matter was spread, no one would believe it.

"How dare you!"

Seeing the Holy Saint Deadqi being scolded, the eight Pill Masters came back to their senses and sent their auras towards the small dragon.

"Too many people is amazing. Do you want to fight!?"

Du Xiaogui sneered, the turtle shell on his body emitted light, suppressing the eight Saint realm experts and causing light to shoot out from his eyes.

"The formula for the Crimson Dragon Pill, its own possession."

On the stage, Du Shaomu stood up and stretched lazily as if he was tired from sitting and turned a deaf ear to the tense atmosphere in the field.

"Little friend, can you sell the Bath of Fire Dragon Pill and Bath Dragon Pill to the Holy Medicinal Tower? As long as you offer a price, this old man will be satisfied!"

The Sage Herb Great Sage didn't care about the little dragon's scolding. His attention was all on the Fire Dragon Bath Pill in Du Shaomu's hands.

He stared straight at the Crimson Dragon Pill in Du Shaomu's hand, as if he was afraid of losing it.

"It's not worth mentioning, it's nothing at all. I was originally just practicing to warm up my body. It's not something that can be sold."

Du Shaomu did not care much about the Sage Venom Medicine, and spoke to the little dragon: "You little snake, you have been serving Du Xiaogui and I for a year, so this pill should be of some use to you, even if it is just to give you some benefits, take it!"

With that, Du Shaomu threw the Crimson Dragon Pill in his hand to the small dragon.

The small dragon subconsciously caught the pill, his gaze still in a daze.

"This little snake is quite lucky. Hurry up and consume it."

The Du Xiaogui gave the small dragon a faint white glance, and at the same time that he finished speaking, he jumped down from the small dragon's shoulder.

The small flood dragon looked at Du Shaomu who was standing on the stage. It looked at the Fire Dragon Bath Pill in its hand. Its eyes were blood-red as it swallowed the pill in one gulp.

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