Mu Kite Ge lowered his eyes and looked at the jasper exposed on Lie's side, and the spiritual power in his hand also surged towards a little jasper inside.

The color of that jasper slowly spread, as if the whole gray stove had changed, but it was only for a moment.

Immediately after, the alchemy furnace returned to its half-dead appearance, but she didn't know what was going on, she only felt that the color of the jasper was rippling layer by layer as if it was alive.

This color was actually not very good on the dusty alchemy furnace, but the wood kite song seemed to have a glimpse of the heavens at that moment.

The spiritual power in her hand surged towards that place even harder, and she copied Gu Yuandan's appearance over and over again in her mind.

The various materials in the alchemy furnace absorbed the spiritual power in her hand, and slowly began to fuse and solidify, and these materials soon became a circle and became an elixir.

Next is the most important step, she needs to inject her spiritual power into the elixir and make it an immortal elixir.

The white spiritual power was like a madness poured into the small pill, and some lines slowly appeared on the pill, first a ......

The more lines appear on it, and at the same time, the clouds in the sky slowly gather along with the lines, and there is a feeling that mountain rain is coming.

……

This was her fifth day in the pill room, and many people knew that it would take a long time to refine the Immortal Elixir.

Therefore, they are not so anxious to come and see, but count the time and do their own things slowly.

Xian Ge lay casually on a tree in his courtyard, his eyes did not have any sparkle, and he did not know where to drift, as if he had fallen into ancient memories and recalled ancient thoughts.

Suddenly, he moved his hand and the string song seemed to be awakened by this momentary action, and the sound in the sky was faintly heard.

He glanced at the place where Mu Kite Ge was retreating, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, it was a little different from the concern he had for her in front of outsiders, and he only flicked his fingers lazily.

At that moment, a spell seemed to appear in his hand, and then the spell shrouded the alchemy room where Mu Kite Ge was.

And Meng Xuanlin, who has been staying in Qingju Pavilion, seems to have finally known his weak appearance, which is really a drag.

When he was in retreat at Mu Kite Ge, he spontaneously found a place full of spiritual power and closed the retreat without saying a word.

But in his previous life, he was naturally quite loved by the demon world, and those filthy things did not have a moment of free entanglement with him.

The first is the demon that has been lurking for two lifetimes, the last time his demon breeds was at the moment when the Meng clan died, and his lack of strength became his inner demon.

His cheeks were bulging with indescribable cuteness, but his brow was furrowed as if he had seen something terrible.

Because the person in the demon is what he has grown up, and the demon in his heart is tempted in his heart like in the previous life, and the voice is straight to the bottom of his heart.

"Why do you still want to watch your mother, your father, your sister who was born not long ago, and the person who has always cared for you die in front of you at one time?"

The figures of the Meng clan came to his mind one by one, and he remembered his mother, who had always been gentle, and his father, who liked to hold him and play.

When he came to Qingxuanmen, his mother's tears were still falling.

The demon sighed and dragged out his last note, "I can't even collect their corpses, tsk, it's pitiful...... Yes! ”