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    With the Yaomu cauldron, Gu Fenghua can indeed refine higher-level holy pills, but how can she guarantee that she will be able to refine the heavenly-ranked holy pills, and how can she ensure that every time the furnace is blasted, it is the heavenly-ranked holy pills?  They have actually discussed this issue once. The reason why he gave up this method is also because of this reason. Did Gu Fenghua himself forget it?

    "Elder Xie, don't worry, I have my own way." Gu Fenghua took out the Yaomu cauldron, put in the herbs and began to make fingerprints quickly.

    This time, what she refined was a Xuanling Pill, which was only the lowest level of the Xuanpin Holy Pill, but it was much stronger than the Pill of the Soul Heart Pill, and it was easier to explode.  Not too difficult.

    Xie Huaiyuan originally wanted to ask more questions, but Gu Fenghua did it as soon as he said he would, and never gave him a chance to speak.

    The pill fire at the bottom of the furnace swayed, and soon, the fragrance of the melting herbs and medicine came out faintly, so Xie Huaiyuan didn't bother to ask any more.

    Fenghua wants to try, so let her try, no matter what, it's her wish.  Besides, it's just Xuanling Pill, even if it doesn't reach the heavenly level, the fryer can withstand it, so if you stop now, it will be a waste of these high-quality medicinal herbs.  Xie Huaiyuan thought to himself.

    One after another of the handprints were printed, the fairy sound was humming, and bursts of danxiang filled the air.

    "Elder Xie, it will be ready soon!" Gu Fenghua made the last handprint and reminded at the same time.

    The level of the Xuanling Pill is much lower than that of the Destiny Saint Huan Pill, so there is no such earth-shattering omen before the frying furnace.

    "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, the rich and gentle aura of heaven and earth, mixed with pure alchemy, like a cloud reflecting the golden light, enveloped Xie Huaiyuan and lingered for a long time.

    As soon as Xie Huaiyuan heard Gu Fenghua's reminder, he immediately circulated holy energy to fill his whole body, ready to meet the fryer, but immediately, his expression froze: the heavenly ranks, the Dan power that enveloped the surroundings was at the top of the Heaven and Earth Avenue.  Squeezed into the meridians forcibly, but so peaceful, so pure, it is obvious that what exploded was a heaven-rank mysterious spirit pill.

    Knowing that the opportunity must not be missed, Xie Huaiyuan didn't think too much, quickly collected his mind and started to practice.

    As time passed slowly, the alchemy and aura of heaven and earth shrouding him became thinner and thinner, while light spots as thin as needlepoints shone faintly on his body.

    Nearly an hour later, Xie Huaiyuan opened his eyes again.  At this time, he was full of energy, his face exuded a layer of vitality, and he seemed to be ten years younger.

    "Elder Xie, how is your injury? Is it better?" Gu Fenghua asked expectantly.

    "It's much better, much better." Xie Huaiyuan was so excited that his whole body trembled and tears filled his eyes.

    Over the years, in order to heal the damaged root of the holy spirit, he did not know how many methods he had thought of, and how many ancient books he had consulted, but he still found nothing. It was not until he met Gu Fenghua that he finally found a way.

    "Then let's do it again." Even if he didn't look at the changes in Xie Huaiyuan's body, but just looked at the excited tears in his eyes, Gu Fenghua guessed that the effect was good this time, so he lifted his spirits.

    As soon as the words fell, Gu Fenghua made his handprint again and threw in the herbs.

    During the period of Xie Huaiyuan's practice just now, she was not idle, not only prepared the herbs, but also checked the alchemy furnace again.

    Facts have proved that the artifact is worthy of being an artifact. Although the Yaomu tripod looks old and dilapidated on the outside, its strength is no less than the cleanliness sword in her hand. It has been fried several times a day, and it still does not change at all.  Even if there is a small crack that is so small that it is difficult for her to find it, it will quickly repair itself, so she no longer has any worries.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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