Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1365 Alchemy Master?

Three nights later, high in the sky over an endless mountain range, a flying boat was coming from the distant sky.

At the front of the flying boat, a young woman could be vaguely seen standing upright, her eyes as dark as pitch, gazing at the distant mountains.

There were four people in the flying boat.

It was Ye Xuan, Lu Yu and others.

Wherever Ye Xuan's eyes could see, there were mountains one after another within hundreds of miles, some high, some low, stretching endlessly, and each mountain was faintly shrouded in wisps of blue mist.

When passing through a seemingly ordinary void, suddenly a wave like the surface of water rippled out.

Ye Xuan only felt a blur in front of his eyes. When he came to his senses, he found that the scenery in front of him was completely different. The flying boat carried everyone into another world.

He glanced down and saw that all around him were continuous mountains that were several times more majestic than before. On the top of a huge mountain in front of him, there stood a thousand-foot-high stone tablet. On the stone tablet were engraved a few ancient and vigorous green characters that read "Biquan Sect".

The stone tablet shines silver under the sun, and the three large green characters on the surface give people a sense of solemnity.

"Finally returned to Biquan Sect." Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried about being hunted by the Wuli Tribe these past few days. Fortunately, he was safe along the way.

The flying boat carried several people along the way. Ye Xuan's eyes flickered slightly. Looking around, there was a very conspicuous main peak that towered into the clouds among those peaks. No one knew how high the main peak was. White clouds were lingering around the mountainside. It was like a jade belt tied around the waist. The top of the mountain reached the sky. The naked eye could not see anything on it.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but nodded and exclaimed, "What a magnificent sect."

Compared with this place, those sects in Tianwu Continent are nothing but dwarfs.

Yu Fei stood beside Ye Xuan and smiled while transmitting his voice, "Indeed, although the Biquan Sect is not the top sect in the Demon Realm, it is indeed very powerful compared to the sects in our human continent. Brother Ye, there are fifteen mineral veins hidden under these mountains. They run through the north and south. Both the Yuan Qi and the Demonic Qi are extremely rich. In addition, have you noticed that it is night outside, but it is daytime here?"

Ye Xuan nodded and said, "Well, could it be that the time here is reversed from the outside?"

Yu Fei smiled slightly and said, "Brother Ye, the time here is not reversed from the outside. It's just that in this sect, there is no night at all."

Ye Xuan was slightly stunned when he heard this.

But Yu Fei continued. "Brother Ye, in fact, the Biquan Sect already belongs to a 'secret realm'. It is said that when the founder of our Biquan Sect, the Biquan Saint Group, discovered this secret realm, they immediately determined this place as the headquarters of the Biquan Sect. From then on, the foundation of Biquan was laid for hundreds of thousands of years."

During the conversation, Ye Xuan saw that between some mountain peaks, there were some exquisite buildings floating in the void. Some were just held up by white clouds and could be seen clearly, while some were obscured by various light clouds and looked blurry and could not be easily approached.

And groups of light flew in and out of these mountain buildings. There were people riding on spiritual birds, stepping on the clouds, as well as driving flying cars, flying boats and other strange flying objects.

After a while, the group came to an antique attic at the foot of a mountain.

The attic is more than ten feet high and built against the mountain. Above the door of the attic hangs a camphorwood plaque with three huge golden characters "Yulu Pavilion" written on it.

"This is our residence. Ye You, please stay here first. We will go to the Ruquan Palace tomorrow." Lu Yu said.

Ye Xuan nodded and got off the flying boat with everyone.

……

The next day.

Under the guidance of Lu Yu, Ye Xuan went straight to the Ruquan Palace.

The Biquan Sect would hold a disciple recruitment conference every ten years, but it was still a long way from the ten-year date.

Ruquan Hall is the place where disciples are recruited under temporary circumstances.

When Ye Xuan and Lu Yu arrived in front of the Ruquan Palace, in the spacious courtyard, there was a clang sound of armor colliding, and several figures in bright black armor surrounded them and trapped the two of them in the center.

Ye Xuan swept his eyes over these "people" and discovered that they had no breath of life. They were all puppets. What surprised him even more was that the armor these puppets wore was covered with magic patterns, and waves of powerful vibrations were coming from them.

I'm afraid that each of them is as powerful as a Saint King.

"Who are you and what do you want?" At this time, a somewhat mechanical voice came from the mouth of one of the puppets.

"I heard that our sect needs an alchemist, so I came to give it a try." Ye Xuan said without moving.

"Follow me." said a puppet, turning around and walking towards the hall.

Ye Xuan and Lu Yu followed it, and the rest of the puppets formed a team and followed.

When they arrived at the palace gate, all the puppets were divided into two teams, standing side by side on both sides of the palace gate, and did not move.

Ye Xuan and Lu Yu had a secret conversation, then he walked into the hall alone.

The hall was brightly lit. Opposite the door were two large chairs, each with an old man in red sitting on it. One wore a tall crown and had a thin figure, while the other had a face as red as a date and was of sturdy build.

Ye Xuan felt a little startled in his heart, as these two old men were actually two powerful immortal saints.

"You said you are here to apply for the position of alchemist appraiser?" the old man with a tall hat on the left asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"That's right." Although Ye Xuan was slightly surprised in his heart, his face was very calm and he nodded.

"Do you know our requirements for alchemists?" asked the burly old man on the right.

"I don't know." Ye Xuan shook his head.

"What we need is at least a master alchemist who can refine Martial Emperor-level elixirs. Are you qualified?" said the old man with a tall crown, his voice still without a trace of fluctuation.

Ye Xuan was speechless, Martial Emperor Realm? !
Originally, he was a little worried about his alchemy skills.

Although he had obtained many alchemy books over the years and was able to make pills occasionally, he did not dare to call himself an alchemy master when he was in the Tianwu Continent.

An alchemy master at the Martial Emperor level?

Seeing that these two immortal old men from alien races didn't seem to be joking, Ye Xuan once again had a deeper understanding of the alchemy level of the demon world.

"So, as long as I can refine elixirs of the Martial Emperor level, I can become the alchemy master of our sect?" Ye Xuan asked with a slight frown.

"That's right. If you can really do it, you can become our sect's master alchemist and make pills for our sect while enjoying the noble treatment of an alchemist. If you can make pills above the Saint Realm, you can become our sect's Grand Master of Alchemy and get even better treatment. But I remind you, if you don't have the level of a Martial Emperor Alchemist, get out right away. We don't have time to chat with a Saint King junior like you." said the burly old man.

"I understand." Ye Xuan nodded and said.

"Okay, come with us."

(End of this chapter)