Does Jian Sankuang have returned from Nanqian?
Recalling the absurd story of a master and apprentice in a book from the library, my heart couldn't help but feel strange.
Shaking my head, I didn't think too much about it. Jiang Fan said, "Since there are no Spirit Pills on the market, let's make them ourselves."
When he was at the Heavenly Human Two Declines, he could already refine Sixth Grade Perfection Spirit Pills.
Now that his soul surpasses the Heavenly Human Five Declines, refining Seventh Grade Lower Great Pills shouldn't be a big problem.
The only issue is whether the pill recipe and materials for this pill are easy to find.
As soon as these words came out, not to mention that Yu Yan had a strange expression.
Even Yu Mian couldn't help but stare at him:
"Old man, do you think Seven-star Alchemists are like roadside stones?"
The Big Black Dog was displeased, wagging its tail: "Hey! How do you speak? What's wrong with roadside stones?"
