Three days may be fleeting for monks.

Even the drunks at the foot of the mountain have not yet sobered up completely. They can be said to be full of ugly things, but no one wants to leave.

In three days, the outer sect of the entire Immortal Sword Sect also undergoes great changes.

Under such changes, Hou Chen and Dong Tianhou were busy without touching the ground. Basically, the materials were arranged to be where they should appear as soon as they were transported.

Although Liu Zhengyang said that he was good at it, Hou Chen knew very well that the following were all his job!

Even for himself, Hou Chen must handle every material carefully so that he can add methods at will.

Of course, this process is very thought-consuming, and basically Hou Chen is under overload every day to build.

Fortunately, Liu Zhengyang had already made some advice and almost unlimited supply of elixirs!

The extremely precious elixir in Hou Chen's eyes has been like eating sugar beans these days, and the more he is, the more he feels that he is a bit cheaper he bought by Liu Zhengyang!

He only bought himself with a nine-star immortal elixir.

How many of his ingredients have been eaten these days!

After complaining in his heart, Hou Chen was once again devoted to work.

In three days, several figures were added in the originally dilapidated outer courtyard.

These people stood outside Liu Zhengyang's door and watched patiently.

"Why isn't it over yet? The refining time has been so long?"

The Iron Hammer Real Person is definitely the one who is the most unlucky. He has been watching it for two days and two nights. Apart from the fact that the immortals in the room are rolling more and more shocking, there seems to be no other changes.

Qu Batian was also unreasonable, and at this moment he looked dissatisfied.

"This kid doesn't keep his word. He has said he has been filial to me for a hundred jars of fire wine for a month. I remember that he has gone into seclusion in a blink of an eye?"

Gu Xuntian glanced at him speechlessly.

Good guy, you know that Liu Zhengyang is filial to you, so you don’t have to tell me!

Even if you say it, it's OK. Why do you complain every two hours? Are you a top-level Taoist powerhouse used as an alarm clock?

"Haven! Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Qu Batian seemed to see Gu Xuntian’s complaints and turned his head.

Gu Xuntian smiled wryly, he couldn't understand how evil he was as a cheap master.

Originally, Qu Batian wanted to make a few jokes, but then his expression changed slightly.

"It's a pill!"

Although Qu Batian is not an alchemist, his sensitivity to qi is far beyond ordinary people, and he was the first to perceive the changes in the room.

Fen Hai and others' expressions suddenly became sober.

Making a elixir does not mean it is very safe.

And it is the easiest time to fail! Either it will blow up the stove or become a pill, which can be said to be the difference between hell and heaven.

Inside the room.

Liu Zhengyang's face was pale, as if he had just had a serious illness. In addition, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked very weak, with bloodshot eyes.

Tell me how much his body has been overdrawn in the past three days!

Alchemy is not an easy task.

The more you refine a elixir with a strong effect, the higher the strength requirements for the alchemist!

Liu Zhengyang has been able to persist at the peak of the Spirit Realm until now, which is beyond everyone's expectations! But thinking about his ability to defeat the Xuan Realm above the level, it seems that nothing big of a deal!
Chapter completed!