Chapter 188
When Ye Lan woke up, it was already the next morning and the sun was shining brightly.
Leng Qingqiu woke up Ye Lan, who was still sleeping, at the right time, just as she did in the past.
"Master, wake up. If you continue to sleep, you will miss the competition."
His voice was extremely gentle, and Ye Lan, who was sleeping, kept wondering if she was having another strange dream.
He was really sleepy after tossing and turning for too long yesterday...Ye Lan was too lazy to even lift his eyelids.
Until I felt a little itchy.
Alarm bells rang in Ye Lan's mind, and he forced himself to wake up from his sleep.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Leng Qingqiu's eyes. However, Leng Qingqiu looked normal. He threw the towel that had just been used to wipe his body into the copper basin, and helped him up by holding his lower back with one hand.
Ye Lan could only feel his whole body shaking uncontrollably. Looking at the calm and composed Leng Qingqiu, he became extremely angry.
He did not forget how this traitor had repeatedly made him admit his mistakes yesterday.
He was just talking to a female cultivator and he was bullied like that.
He also wrote a letter of guarantee that he would never speak to female practitioners again.
…
Just thinking about it makes Ye Lan feel ashamed.
Leng Qingqiu looked at the mark on the snow-white neck and sensitively discovered that Ye Lan's body was trembling.
He sighed. He really couldn't control himself yesterday and bullied the other person badly.
Leng Qingqiu changed Ye Lan into new clothes, put a soft cushion on the round stool, and then helped Ye Lan sit down.
He placed the chopsticks and food next to Ye Lan.
Ye Lan was still angry and had no intention of reaching out to take it.
Leng Qingqiu was not angry. If he didn't answer, she would do it herself.
He came to feed...
However, every time he fed her a mouthful, Ye Lan refused to open her mouth.
Finally, under the threat of Leng Qingqiu, Ye Lan reluctantly ate a little.
When he arrived at the competition venue, he was called.
"The 26th... the 26th..."
"Coming, coming." Ye Lan responded and came forward.
He suddenly flew towards the alchemy competition field, and his body appeared in the center of the field in an extremely strange posture.
This caused the two old men on the stage to frown and reveal an expression of disgust, but they hid it very well. Apart from Ye Lan himself, the alchemists below the stage did not notice it.
"Okay, now that we're here, let's get started." One of the old men urged.
As soon as he finished speaking, another person suddenly appeared beside Ye Lan.
It was a man who was not much different from him in build, but he looked even more unreliable and sloppy.
His appearance caused cheers from the other monks in the audience.
"Look, that's Senior Brother He! Senior Brother He!!!"
"I heard that he is the last disciple of the largest sect. I didn't expect that their sect would actually send him to fight this time!"
The discussion below was very heated, and the voices were praising Senior Brother He without any concealment.
This caused Ye Lan to look sideways slightly, and he looked carefully at the person in front of him.
"I am He Yiran from the Yunmeng Sect." He Yiran looked at the man next to him who was looking at him, so he introduced himself generously.
Ye Lan quickly waved his hands and bowed, replying, "Xiaoyao Sect, Ye Lan."
They didn't rush to start. He Yiran looked at Ye Lan and suddenly asked, "Does Junior Brother Ye have a Taoist partner?"
Ye Lan didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped here, but Leng Qingqiu's slightly aggressive face from yesterday suddenly appeared in his mind.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and before she could say anything, she heard He Yiran say again: "If not, can I pursue you?"
Ye Lan:!!!
Ye Lan felt a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, making him dizzy.
He was wondering why He Yiran's name sounded so familiar. Wasn't he the third lackey of the heroine in the original text?
Doesn’t he like women, the heroine?
Even though the heroine was killed by himself, can this person's orientation change automatically?
Ye Lan twitched his lips, and Leng Qingqiu's face appeared in his mind again. He immediately refused with a very bad expression: "No."
Ye Lan didn't know whether this "no" was directed at He Yiran or himself. He walked to the alchemy furnace beside him and stopped looking at He Yiran's face.
He Yiran touched his nose after being rejected. He didn't know why he said those words. He always felt that it was fate and love at first sight.
He thought he had seen countless men and women, but no one could distract him.
He also knew that he was a bit reckless, and seeing that the man no longer paid attention to him, he returned to the alchemy furnace on the right.
Ye Lan heard the sighs from the audience and became extremely annoyed.
He looked at the alchemy furnace in front of him and fell into deep thought.
Previously, he had always used his own Medicine God Cauldron to refine pills. If he switched to an ordinary alchemy furnace, he would not be very confident.
Ye Lan's eyes fell on the alchemy furnace, with only one thought in his mind.
This time, he just needs to ensure that he can enter the next round.
Thinking of this, his gaze fell on He Yiran opposite him.
Apart from anything else, he is worthy of being a disciple from a big sect.
The method was completely different from that of their small sect. Ye Lan watched and it seemed that he was going to use the fifth-level pill formula directly.
Seeing this, Ye Lan also chose the same level five pill recipe.
Ye Lan injected a spiritual fire into the alchemy furnace and instantly entered his own unique state of mind refining.
His state actually made the two old men on the stage tremble all over.
They uttered four words.
"Heart Refining State!"
"Heart Refining State!"
The abnormal behavior of the two old men caused everyone in the audience to look in the direction of the old men's gaze, and one of them even asked a question out loud.
"What is the state of mind cultivation?"
Everyone looked at each other, all confused.
The gentler old man stroked his beard and explained, "The state of mind refinement is the optimal state for alchemy practitioners. If someone can reach this state, the quality of their finished pills will be even higher. I never thought that the Xiaoyao Sect... would have such a good disciple!"
"Hmph, a good disciple like this wouldn't amount to much in the Xiaoyao Sect! What a waste of such a good seedling!"
Ye Lan, who was in the right mood, had no idea that he had ignited everyone's gossip. He was fully focused at this moment.
However, the red sun above his head always made him feel drowsy.
He waved his hand, and all the herbs needed for the fifth-level pill recipe were thrown into the pill furnace. This action made the two old men on the stage scowl. This kid! Does he know how to make pills?
Why do you still look like you're about to fall asleep?
What a waste...
Such a good seedling is wasted!!
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