Time flies.

Zhang Xiaohan never knew she would spend decades so quiet.

Many times, she did not refine elixirs in the quiet room, but lay at the highest point of Lingshan, watching the clouds rolling in the sky, or the stars shining brightly.

Everything she had experienced often appeared in front of her eyes, between her eyes and the clouds, which made her feel like she was out of the way and was like a dream. Under such a feeling, her heart became more and more calm.

Every time she returns to the quiet room, she feels a connection with the alchemy furnace, and she can feel the subtle changes of the alchemy furnace in the ground fire.

The melting process of the elixir thrown into the alchemy furnace is also subtly displayed. Each elixir has a different spiral structure. They dissolve and repel each other, and then penetrate each other under the action of earth fire.

Sometimes Zhang Xiaohan can't help but help them, communicate with them with spiritual power and spiritual thoughts, let them accept each other, and let different spiral structures reach the same frequency. Seeing them merge completely closely together, you have me and I have you, and you can no longer distinguish each other.

Gradually, she felt that she was not controlling the earth fire to refine the alchemy, but using her mind and feelings to refine the alchemy. This feeling made her obsessed and made her less concerned about the chaos in the outside world, and everything she would face after leaving the seclusion.

She didn't notice her changes, and did not notice the appreciation revealed in her eyes every time Mu Ji saw her, nor did she notice that Xiaobao and Firefox were getting busier and busier.

But she noticed that the quality of the elixir she refined was further improved. By this time, she finally began to refine the elixir with spiritual fire.

The spiritual fire directly contacts the spiritual medicine. The spiritual medicine and the spiritual fire blend together are so wonderful in the perception of the divine thoughts that every time she consumes all the spiritual power in her body, and her body will stop after starting to experience the feeling of emptiness.

It seems that she went back to the scene when she made talismans in the past, but it was not exactly the same. At that time, she was full of anxiety and couldn't wait to improve her cultivation and earn wealth. Now she is much calmer and calmer.

I also have more time to stay in the quiet room.

The small elixir shop in the market is becoming more and more famous. Because the quality of the elixirs sold there has been improved again.

Let’s talk about Qi-nourishing Pills. Such a low-level spiritual pill can absorb very little spiritual power. Generally, cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining are not willing to take it. Instead, they switch to a higher level Peiyuan Pill. However, the new Qi-nourishing Pill sold in this elixir shop is no less effective than the ordinary Peiyuan Pills, and the effect of Peiyuan Pills. Even cultivators in the late stage of Foundation Establishment cannot say that they have any dissatisfaction.

However, no matter how I inquired, no one knows who the owner of Danfang is. The supply time of Danfang is not fixed. Most of the time, the only guy sits there and guards the empty storage bags in a daze. Oh no, it is not empty, it is full of spirit stones, but there is no spirit pill.

Some people also want to pay attention to this store. There is only one little guy. In the early stage of foundation building, can he defend so many spirit stones or elixirs? Robbery is not allowed in the market, and open robbery is not allowed, but there are still people who are forced to buy and sell.

But just once, before the second time had appeared, the monks who forcibly bought the spiritual pill were found hanging at the gate of the market. Both of their hands were broken in one go, and ten fingers on the broken palms were also broken, and the spiritual power on their bodies was also destroyed.

They are still alive, able to breathe, shout, and scold people, but they can't do anything else. The tough beast tendons penetrate their pipa bones, and they can only be hung at the door of the market, allowing people to watch, sigh, knowing that the corpse is shriveled.

The rules of the market are not to be missed, so what about leaving the market?

The one who takes risks is always indispensable. After the slightly handsome girl sent the spirit pill and took away the storage bag full of spirit stones, someone followed her out.

Or how could a monk who could just go out to deliver the spirit pills and get the spirit stones alone have no support and be so swaying?

However, the monk on the same road was also hung on the gate of the market on the second day. After his body was dried up for a long time, the pretty female cultivator appeared again.

Ordinary monks can't guess the inside story. As long as there is a spiritual pill, gradually, everyone has become accustomed to this small alchemy shop and the extra-quality spiritual pill that only appears from time to time.

Firefox felt more and more that dealing with Mu Ji was a pleasant thing. She didn't have to worry about the existence and safety of Danfang. All she had to do was to get rid of the monks who were following her - naturally, someone would do it, even if she wanted to do it herself.

It would be nice if it would be like this forever.

Who cares about the disputes between humans, who cares about the struggles between them?

Until that day, even though Lingshan was surrounded by numerous restrictions and Zhang Xiaohan was still sitting in the quiet room, they were still alarmed by the strange phenomena between heaven and earth.

The auspicious clouds in the sky, the solemn voice of Buddha, the huge golden body, and the glimpse of despising the world completely sink the fire fox's heart. Being between heaven and earth, where can the world in the human world be free from human disputes and struggles forever?

That day, Zhang Xiaohan had been standing outside the cave, looking at the strange appearance that had been reluctant to dissipate in the sky, and looking at the familiar golden body, calm and calm.

But since that day, Zhang Xiaohan has not given out a pill again.

The alchemy shop disappeared quietly, just like it appeared quietly, which made the cultivators in the Lingwu Continent sigh. Although there were not many spiritual pills and the price was still high, they were reluctant to take them, but they were a very effective elixir after all. Of course, you can also buy a higher level of ordinary spiritual pill at the same price, and you can achieve the same effect. However, I still feel moved.

The Firefox was also lost for a while, but he was satisfied with seeing so many spirit stones in the storage ring. No monk in this continent would be richer than her master.

Zhang Xiaohan stopped refining spiritual pills, but instead began to refine treasure tools. She refined them very slowly. She had already extracted impurities, but she was still refining them over and over again. The process of tempering was repeated, as if not only tempering the treasure tools, but also tempering her own spiritual power over and over again.

The soul-screw sword was also taken out of the storage ring and placed aside. She didn't mind Yan Qingshan's peeping, nor did she pay attention to Yan Qingshan's curse, but just repeated the tempering process again and again.

This is a difficult thing, boring and boring, and it is difficult to see any results for days and nights, but gradually, Yan Qingshan stopped cursing, and he focused on the process of Zhang Xiaohan and her tempering.

In the quiet room, the light of the spiritual fire kept flashing, reflecting a calm and determined face, and a dark figure. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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