Ah Chan's wound had already begun to heal, and the wound had healed quite well, and for this, Situ Luo said that she would like to thank the cultivation world for the anti-heaven elixir.

If it weren't for these pills, Ah Chan would still be in pain now.

At this time, except for not waking up, Azen was fine in other aspects.

After making sure that Ah Chan was okay, Situ Luo suddenly relieved himself and turned around and went back to his room.

After Situ Luo left, Lu'er couldn't help but whisper to you: "It's strange, why do I always feel that the young master has become different?"

Back in the room, Situ Luo's chest was now wrapped with several layers of thick bandages on the left and right, until the chest of the "beautiful boy" in the mirror could no longer see the arc, and she sighed with a bitter face: "I have to find the materials for refining the illusion ring earlier, this is too depressing!"

Only by refining the magic ring can she no longer have to work so hard to wrap her chest.

However, she still lacks a blind material for the magic ring, so she can only hold back for the past few days.

Hopefully, there will be good news from Farah Academy, otherwise, she will have to run out to find materials on her own.

After complaining, Situ Luofei summoned the Ding Furnace and began to continue refining.

In any case, her immediate priority was to refine a medium-grade spirit weapon, and only in this way could she successfully obtain the Divine Concentration Chain.

At the moment, the Chain of Concentration and the Magic Ring are things she desperately needs!

Shaking his head, Situ Luo quickly shook off the chaotic thoughts in his head, and then began to concentrate on refining weapons.

In one night, Situ Luo successfully refined eight low-grade spiritual weapons, and the technology became more and more sophisticated each time, and the quality of the weapons also changed from the initial medium quality to infinitely close to the superior quality.

A weapon of the highest quality......

Even if it is a weapon of the same level, the quality is divided into three, six, nine and so on, the second is the inferior quality, followed by the medium quality, the superior quality is the best quality that can be seen on the market, and the superior is the best.

However, ordinary people basically can't see the best quality weapons, and even if they do, no one will show them off.

"I ruined a piercing heavenly heart, and now I have refined eight more, it is estimated that if that hollow heart is known underground, it will definitely be so angry that I can't come back to life!"

Situ Luo's fingertips caressed the eight sharp blades that pierced the heart of the sky, feeling the cold touch of the blades cutting across her fingertips, she quickly withdrew her hand.

Glancing at the sky outside, seeing that the sky had just dawned, and there was still a period of time before people got up to work, Situ Luofei took out the Heavenly Piercing Heart that had been refined at the beginning and rebuilt it.

Soon, the ninth top-grade Heaven Piercing Heart appeared in Situ Luo's hands.

Looking at the nine identical long swords on the table, Situ Luo's heart rippled violently: "I must refine the Lianyun Nine Swords as soon as possible!"

After finishing her efforts, she went out to check on Ah Chan's situation, and after making sure that Ah Chan's breath was very stable and should wake up soon, she waved away Lu'er and let the little girl rest, while she herself stayed by Ah Chan's side.

I accidentally fell asleep.

Well, she can't be blamed for this, it's really this night, she's so tired.

Although with her current refining level, it only takes half an hour to refine a low-grade weapon, but no one can stand continuously refining eight weapons.

So, she basically practiced a state of resting for a while.

However, even so, the huge mental consumption brought by the refining weapon still made her head dizzy.

When Situ Luo couldn't stop making a chicken pecking at the rice, Ah Chan, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly woke up.