"I don't know." Finally, the flower fat mist said.

The immortal bird plucked out his ears, "Forget it, anyway, a little guy like this has always had no ability, and he can't smell the level of spiritual power, maybe it was born too shortly, maybe it will burp tomorrow." ”

She gave it a glaring look: "Crow's beak." ”

"What kind of crow, the deity is a dignified immortal bird, is it comparable to a low-level and ugly bird like a crow? Yellow-haired girl, she really can't speak! It jumped up and down, angry like a frightened rooster.

The flower fat mist ignored it, and after spitting it out, he began to cultivate the fire system.

Half an hour later.

She looked at the small flames: "Why is my Flame so weak?" ”

"Be content, do you think the flame is the firewood burned in your small tiled house? You can put it as big as you want? This sixth layer of the Flame of the Underworld, with your skills, it is a miracle to ignite, and the deity does not expect you to be proficient...... Oops! ”

The mist tuggs at its tail.

"Ouch, let go, the deity's tail hair is about to break!" It howled.

She frowned and stared at the fire: "Don't shout, hurry up, how can you make the flames of the Stygian Flame bigger." ”

"You want a fourth-order spiritual essence, stable spiritual power, and a strong spiritual power. You can't do anything other than good mental power now! The immortal bird couldn't struggle, and said with a bitter face.

"Fourth-Order Spiritual Essence."

After listening, the flower fat mist muttered softly and spread his hands.

The immortal bird immediately rolled into the corner and hugged his buttocks: "The deity drips his tail and hair, he was wrinkled by you, stinky girl, pity me, draw a circle and curse you......"

She sat cross-legged as if she hadn't heard it, calmed down, and carefully sensed the flow of spiritual power in her body.

Fourth-Order Spiritual Essence.

There has been no breakthrough.

However, if you don't break through your own realm, you can't continue to cultivate the fire system, how can this be good?

Hua Zhi Wu thought to himself, should he continue to delay until the spiritual power in his body is stable enough before breaking through?

No, it's been delayed for too long......

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The immortal bird jumped over, pecked at the bolt of the door, someone walked in, and said respectfully to the flower butter mist: "Yao Shou, all parts of the fairy gate have come to collect the pills on time, and the pills in the medicine storage house are not enough, I don't know where you ......."

Flower Fat Mist stood up and took out a box of refined pills from the box.

"Take it."

"Thank you." The man took the pill and was not in a hurry to leave, "Yao Shou, in half a month, it will be the alchemy conference." At that time, all alchemists will participate, and our alchemy room will naturally not lag behind, you see, do you need to make some preparations first? ”

"Huh? And what's going on? She was the first to hear about it.

"yes, every year." The medicine picker held the medicine box and suddenly remembered something, "Oh! The minion forgot, you have only been in Xianmen for the first year. This alchemy conference is a place to compare the high and low levels of alchemy, and generally, the alchemists in the alchemy room have to come forward. ”

"Oh, why don't you go?"

She finally found a secluded place, thinking about it, a place like the alchemy conference is naturally a place for the family to compete for gimmicks, whether to participate or not, it doesn't make sense to her, it is better to concentrate on cultivating the fire system.

"But...... If you don't go, others will say that we don't have a master in the alchemy room......" The man's face was a little embarrassed.

Hua Rou Wu raised her eyebrows: "Except for Wu Xiangling, we really don't have any masters." Moreover, I don't think Wu Xiangling will participate in this kind of competition. ”

As she spoke, she looked at the immortal bird.