The ancient prose of Dan Dao is the trace left by the ancestors of ancient Dan Dao, which contains their understanding and perception of Dan Dao. (for the latest chapters, please go to: Literature building www.wenxue6.com)

Every word contains power, but only after understanding this ancient word can we play its power.

Zhang Wenxuan got a remnant left by the ancestors of ancient Dan Road in a coincidence. Although there is no record of ancient Dan Fang and alchemy, Zhang Wenxuan has benefited a lot from the words on this remnant alone.

At this moment, Fang Lin has also condensed the ancient prose of Dan Dao. Although there are only ten words, it is more profound and amazing than his eighteen words.

Ten ancient words of flame, with an indescribable and thrilling breath, came straight to Zhang Wenxuan.

I saw Zhang Wenxuan's eighteen ancient words of fire, and immediately collapsed, as if ice and snow had completely melted in the face of fire.

"No!" Zhang Wenxuan exclaimed, but even when he saw the ten ancient words of fire, he saw that he was about to fall on his Dante stove.

At this moment, Zhang Wenxuan couldn't care about anything else. If this furnace of pills were destroyed, he would be completely destroyed.

At that moment, Zhang Wenxuan didn't hesitate at all, but rushed up with his flesh to block the ten ancient words of fire.

"Not good!" Chen Yongnian whispered that Fang Lin's ten ancient words of fire were extremely powerful. If Zhang Wenxuan jumped on it, he would definitely be hit hard.

But at this time, Zhang Wenxuan was also crazy. He completely forgot the danger and just wanted to keep his own pill.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Wenxuan was going to encounter an accident, Fang Lin suddenly stopped, and the ten ancient words of fire instantly dissipated.

"Alas, alchemy is alchemy. Why do you work so hard?" Fang Lin's voice sounded, with some ridicule.

Zhang Wenxuan's face turned blue and white for a while. He knew that Fang Lin had deliberately stopped. Although he had escaped a disaster, Zhang Wenxuan felt humiliated instead.

And all the people present also looked strange, especially the five people, including the side-by-side king, looked at Fang Lin in disbelief.

"This son is so good!" Side by side, the king said, but his eyebrows were wrinkled.

"The outcome of this competition is hard to say." The middle-aged man of Tianjian mountain said, his voice was still calm and his expression was still indifferent.

Gongsuncheng and the middle-aged woman did not speak. Instead, Meng Luohua smiled and looked at Fang Lin with appreciation.

"Sure enough, I didn't disappoint my sister. If you win, my sister can kiss you." Meng Luohua said very boldly, making everyone present look at her in bursts. Many young alchemists are envious of each other. If such a beauty can kiss her, I'm afraid I'll wake up laughing in my dream.

Fang Lin immediately showed a flower crazy expression: "where are you kissing?"

Everyone was stunned. Mo Ziming wanted to rush up to Fang Lin. can you make pills, boy? There's still time to think about this mess. Is it humiliating to lose it?

Mengluohua giggled, and the fullness on her chest continued to vibrate with laughter: "as long as you win, you can kiss anywhere."

These words made many men present a little restless. The charming appearance of mengluohua, coupled with the tone of the speech, was simply uncontrollable.

Fang Lin's face was slightly red, with a bit of Shyness: "I'd better not, I don't have much concentration."

Zhang Wenxuan stood there extremely embarrassed, almost crazy.

What the hell? You haven't won yet! Can you respect me?

"Fang Lin! I admit that you are very strong, but this competition, I absolutely want to win!" Zhang Wenxuan roared.

Fang Lin looked at him calmly: "sorry, you can't win."

Zhang Wenxuan was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and his eyes showed a fierce color.

Zhang Wenxuan took out a dagger and cut a wound on his forehead. Blood immediately flowed down Zhang Wenxuan's forehead.

"What is this? If you can't win, don't be so angry and hurt yourself?" Fang Lin said in surprise.

Everyone present also changed color one after another. Zhang Wenxuan's behavior was too strange. He would refine pills if he refined them. Why should he hurt himself?

Only Qi Sanxuan understood what was going on, and a sneer came up at the corners of his mouth.

"With this move, Fang Lin can't turn over any waves anyway." Qi Sanxuan said secretly in his heart.

Zhang Wenxuan had a wound on his forehead, with blood all over his head and face, which looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.

The next moment, Zhang Wenxuan stained his blood with his hands, and then wrote a few blood words on the Dan stove.

Seeing this, Fang Lin frowned slightly. Zhang Wenxuan actually knew the method of soul blood alchemy, which surprised him a little.

The art of soul blood alchemy has existed since ancient times and was once extremely prosperous, which once made many alchemists crazy at that time.

But soon, some alchemists at that time found that although this soul blood alchemy method could improve the quality of pills a lot, it did great damage to alchemists themselves.

The price of this alchemy is to consume the alchemist's blood essence and soul and integrate it into the elixir.

Maybe you can't see anything once or twice, but if you cast it too often, it will soon lead to exhaustion of Qi and blood, weakness of soul, and a great loss of longevity.

And although most of the pills refined in this way have good effects, some side effects have gradually appeared.

As a result, this once popular method of soul blood alchemy was resisted and gradually disappeared, and the Dan Road returned to the right path.

Fang Lin's previous life was the last time that soul blood alchemy existed, and Fang Lin also saw this alchemy.

In Fang Lin's view, this alchemy is nonsense and has no value. In his heart, he is extremely disdainful and disgusted.

And what Zhang Wenxuan showed at the moment was the extremely ancient soul blood alchemy, but obviously he didn't learn it completely, only knew the blood method, but didn't know the soul method.

However, even so, the method of refining pills at the expense of the alchemist's blood essence is still a great drawback, and there is no soul method to improve it. Pills refined by blood alone are prone to side effects.

"This seems to be an extremely ancient method of alchemy. I have seen it in an ancient book, but that ancient book didn't say it too clearly. It seems that this method is too old and belongs to a taboo method." Chen Yongnian frowned and said.

Chen Yongnian's face was ferocious. With his own blood essence, he wrote seven words on the Dan stove, which were exactly seven strange marks. Only those who knew the soul blood alchemy could understand the meaning of these seven words.

"Fang Lin, you can't beat me! I, Zhang Wenxuan, am the first genius of xuanguodan League! You are just a mole ant from the Three Kingdoms, and you don't have the qualification to stand side by side with me!" Zhang Wenxuan laughed ferociously, like a madman.