War God Asura

Holy pill tribe, a square where the best alchemists of the holy pill tribe are gathered.

In the center of the square, there is a high platform, on which there is a throne, on which is a woman.

This woman is wearing a white dress, her skin is like snow, her temperament is refined, and her body exudes the strong aroma of pill, which is fascinating.

Wang Yanran, originally a genius alchemist from the Tibetan Medicine Villa in the Eastern Continent.

After the Tibetan Medicine Villa was destroyed by the Nether Palace, he was escorted by Xingjue to the Holy Pill Clan. With his exquisite medicine refining skills, he was accepted by the Holy Pill Clan.

Nowadays, she is the heir to the patriarch of the Holy Pill Clan. She holds great power, but treats people kindly. Therefore, although she is not an authentic member of the Holy Pill tribe, she is also extremely popular.

At this moment, Wang Yanran was reviewing the pill made by his tribe, and constantly opened the pill that he had sent, and Wang Yanran couldn't help but frown.

Looking at such a scene, all the tribesmen who had offered medicinal pills bowed their heads involuntarily.

They knew that the pill they refined was not enough to pass the test, so Wang Yanran would be so dissatisfied.

Although Wang Yanran did not criticize, these people still feel ashamed.

But when all the people of the tribe bowed their heads and said nothing, a man wearing a hat came out with his head high.

Holding a wooden box in his hand, he stopped under the high platform and carefully handed it to the person on the high platform, who then handed it to Wang Yanran on the throne.

After receiving the wooden box, Wang Yanran was taken aback for a moment. She realized that this wooden box was somewhat different from the box containing the pill of the Holy Pill Clan.

After hesitating, Wang Yanran still opened the wooden box.

"Om."

The wooden box opened, the light overflowed, and the colorful brilliance bloomed from the wooden box, and the invisible pill incense was diffused. It made people feel refreshed by just smelling it, and even felt that one's own cultivation was a big step forward.

"Oh my God, what kind of pill is this? It's amazing!!!"

At this moment, Wang Yanran on the high platform, almost everyone in the square was like a fried ant, unable to suppress the excitement at the moment.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the man in the hat, because they all knew that this pill had an absolute relationship with this man.

"You made this medicine?" Wang Yanran asked in surprise, her tone of voice very kind and full of respect.

"Who else can." A loud voice came from under the hat.

"Senior, can you teach me the technique of refining medicine of the Holy Pill Clan, no matter what the price, we are willing to exchange it."

Suddenly, Wang Yanran stood up, walked quickly to the stage, came to the man in the hat, and pleaded sincerely.

It turned out that the first moment she opened the wooden box, she knew that this pill was definitely not made by her holy pill tribe, because no one of the holy pill tribe today can make such a perfect pill.

"What? It's just that I haven't seen you for a few years, so Senior Sister Wang can't hear Junior Brother's voice?"