Chapter 367

One has a golden pupil and the other has a purple eye. The two can be said to be matched, with the tip of the needle against the awn of the wheat.

Fang Lin and Chu he stared at the Dan stove with their eyes shining.

One eye glittered with gold, and the other eye surged with purple, which looked extremely strange.

Soon, Chu he began to write, Shua Shua Shua three or two times is finished, and then handed the written things to the deacon of Nadan League.

After Chu he handed it in, Fang Lin also began to write, but it was obviously longer than that of Chu he.

After writing, Fang Lin looked at the golden news in his eyes and at Chu River, whose face was full of provocation.

Fang Lin smiled and handed the written things to the deacon of Nadan League.

The deacon of Dan Meng saw what they had written, and there was an obvious surprise on his face, especially when looking at Fang Lin's paper, the surprise was more intense.

This scene made Chu he frown suddenly, a little uneasy.

However, he was very confident in his purple soul eyes, and believed that everything he saw in his eyes would never be wrong.

Even if Fang Lin also has a powerful golden pupil, Chu he still has absolute confidence in himself.

Because he spent a lot of energy on cultivating these purple spiritual eyes, such as day after day, year after year.

This pair of purple lingmu is the biggest reliance of Chu River.

Even Zhao Shenkong also has purple spirit eyes, but the realm of purple spirit eyes is at most equivalent to Chu River.

And Fang Lin? How old is he? How long has this golden pupil been practicing? How hot can it be?

At least Chu he doesn't believe that Fang Lin's golden pupil can match his own purple spirit eye in terms of fire.

The deacon of the Dan League looked at Fang Lin and Chu he, and then said, "Fang Lin won."

WOW!

As soon as this statement came out, those around waiting to see a good play looked surprised, but a considerable number of people showed a natural look.

And the most incredible, of course, are those people in cloud country.

Chu River is second only to Zhao Shenkong among them. A pair of purple spirit eyes can be said to be famous. Even Zhao Shenkong may not win Chu River in the competition of eyesight.

But Chu River lost to Fang Lin? How is this possible?

Chu River immediately shouted, "impossible! How can I lose? Why does Fang Lin win me?"

Chu he regretted it as soon as he said it. This is not the cloud country. How can he contradict the deacon of Dan Meng so much? Isn't this asking for trouble?

Zhao Shenkong frowned and slightly arched his hand at the deacon of Nadan League: "I apologize to the Deacon on behalf of Chu he. He lost his temper."

The deacon of the Dan League was shouted by Chu he, and he was naturally in a bad mood, but he still gave Zhao Shenkong some face, and said coldly, "Fang Lin can see better than you. If you don't agree, just have a look by yourself."

With that, he put two pieces of paper on the table.

Chu River rushed over immediately, picked it up and looked, and then the whole person was covered.

Fang Lin even wrote down the changes of each kind of medicinal material in the Dan stove, and even the changes of the next medicinal material, which were all clear and full.

And what about your own? Only the most superficial changes and deeper changes were written down, but they were not noticed at all.

"How can it be? How can he see so many golden pupils?" Chu he is unbelievable. This is simply beyond common sense.

Others also gathered around one after another. After reading those written by Fang Lin, they were stunned one by one.

"Is this Fanglin a monster?"

"It's so shocking. How long are these eyes?"

"It's over! The Chu River is over!"

"This eye is so powerful that it's convenient to see something you shouldn't."

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At first, people were still amazed, but soon the topic gradually changed. Some female alchemists looked at Fang Lin strangely, subconsciously covering the sensitive place of their bodies.

Fang Lin was also made uncomfortable by the eyes of those female alchemists, and hurriedly explained, "I don't need to read what I shouldn't see."

However, the more he explained, the more the female alchemists cast strange eyes on Lin, and some even secretly scolded the pervert.

Fang Lin was speechless. How could he become a pervert?

In fact, Fang Lin didn't win the Chu River with Jintong, but with his own experience and judgment.

Fang Lin's golden pupil is no stronger than Chu River's purple lingmu. What they can see is basically the same.

If so, Fang Lin can't win Chu he at all. At most, it's just a draw.

Therefore, Fang Lin deduced what kind of pill was being refined in the furnace through what he saw, and then wrote down all the changes that would happen next.

Therefore, he also spent more time than Chu River.

But in this way, Fang Lin's level is immediately above the Chu River. Is there any reason not to win?

"That Chu or something, give me the Xinghua grass." Fang Lin patted Chu he on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Chu he suddenly turned around and almost bit Fang Lin in the face. You're so annoying that you didn't even remember my name?

And hearing xinghuacao, Chu River immediately suffered a face, not to mention how depressed it was

"Chu he, give him the Xinghua grass." Zhao Shenkong said faintly.

At this point, Zhao Shenkong is very clear that Fang Lin has won completely, and there is no room for maneuver under the supervision of the deacon of danmeng.

Chu he reluctantly handed the Xinghua grass to Fang Lin, and always wore a man eating expression on his face.

Fang Lin happily put Xinghua grass into his bag. This is a good thing. It is a holy medicine for healing. Its effect is even better than Da Huan Dan.

"Is there anyone else who wants to gamble with me? Whoever comes is welcome, but there must be something good. I won't gamble with the poor." Fang Lin said to the crowd, with an excited look on his face.

Everyone looked at him strangely, and then kept away. Seeing this guy so abnormal, who would ask for trouble?

Seeing that no one was fighting with him, Fang Lin's face was disappointed, he shook his head slightly and sighed, feeling quite lonely as snow.

"Old man Su, this square forest looks good to me." Lu Wuwei stared at Fang Lin with great interest and said to Su Lao.

Su Lao said with a smile, "it's OK, at least it can be on the table."

This time, Granny Gu, an old man surnamed Yan, was surprisingly free from refutation or ridicule.

After many observations, they both saw Fang Lin's uniqueness. Even if he didn't show any talent at the touchstone, his amazing performance should not be underestimated.

"However, the most important aspect of Dan Dao is alchemy. Other aspects of this son are good, but I don't know how about alchemy." Chen Mu said.

"Hum! If you refine pills, ten Fanglin can't compare with Zhao Shenkong." The old man surnamed Yan immediately sneered and said.