The dignified Jindan is a real person, or it is specialized in alchemy, and there are too few materials in his pocket.

And the elixir master.

The two Na rings combined, there are no thirty pairs of materials.

Wrong.

I flipped through the numerical panel a few times, and there was a problem!

"System, how did I become an eight-rank alchemist, I ended last time I was seventh-grade, why did I drop the level, you came out!?"

[Because of the curse of luck, the mall is closed, and all the values on the panel are damaged to a certain extent]

[Xu is Heavenly Demon wants to stop the host's behavior of harming the banyan tree, so it only hurts the alchemist level]

[The host's luck is very good, and the Heavenly Demon has not been able to do anything to you in person]

"What a fart, the old lady didn't upgrade you to level five to get a thousand points of lightning resistance, and she was already hung up by this hand."

"I have to be a target Yuan Ying to get married, and I will not soar without the blessing of attribute points."

God knows what to expect after leaving the newbie zone.

A heavenly demon, the supreme god, doesn't have a face, bullying the newcomer.

Breath shivering cold.

Count the materials of the precepts, twenty-nine copies of the longevity pill materials.

To refine or not to refine?

There is still one piece left to refine the pill with his life in order to restore the noble seventh-grade alchemist.

What a man, Heavenly Devil.

The Gathering Spirit Ding is still in the Gathering Aura, and it can be used infinitely, but it only has a cooldown time.

Weigh the nameless knife of the spirit weapon, if this thing is not bladed, it will be a black stick stick.

Say the curse is the curse, it's too useless, nest.

Zhu Dahua prepared the materials, and walked around the path between the materials on the ground with a knife, looking like he was going out to cut people.

The monk who was used as a test pill was very ignorant, and he probably understood that it was the material of the longevity pill.

Could it be that when the time comes, have you met a senior sister who treats them sincerely?

How can it be.

With contradictory and complicated feelings, the monks stared intently at Zhu Dahua.

[Host, the contents of the southwestern trial are leaked, and the faith is damaged]

Zhu Dahua is ready to give it a go, according to the original way of alchemy, even if it is a devilish combination of the life-extending pill that damages life and the high-priced herbs of the system, as long as you can refine the six-grade Great Returning Pill to get points, everything is worth it.

At this time, the faith is on fire again.

Emperors, monks, chopping wood, peace in the country, alchemy

Wow, there are a lot of things, the two brothers Zhu Shiquan and Zhu Shiwu have been lost, the chief younger brother Pan Sheng is still in the mission with cubs, and the chief courtier Yuan Youshu is old.

To avoid problems, you can be careless and embattled.

There is so much trouble that it explodes.

How can this be good.

The ginger girl jumped around and ran around. I want to be like her, and I quit my sister as soon as the matter is abandoned.

However, Jiang Nu's gang who took the platform was abandoned and created a lot of evil, and those who are gods should cherish their source of faith.

It can't be like her, regardless of it.

Then, expand the junior brother.

No, no, no, it's terrible and it will ruin happiness.

"Senior sister, this is something left by the demon cultivator."

When the Yuntai monks saw the materials of the Longevity Pill entering the furnace, they felt that they should fight for their future, after all, they hadn't become human yet.

The aura around them is that of a furious wild dog that has been cornered.

This sudden trust is a bit terrifying, and all the tribulations they encounter if they are not careful, will be counted on their heads, and this cause and effect cannot be borne by non-powers.

Mustard balls.

"Crooked?"

Zhu Dahua nodded mustard balls, there was no sound inside, there was no one at all.

But the eyes of the monks gave the impression that they had to be treated with caution.

It's so troublesome, is this personnel, I'm tired, it's better to fight monsters.

"Hmm-"

The sound of a whistle when considering.

"You go and lead the demon cultivator to the southwest, the farther the better, and the senior sister will take you to brush up on the copy."

From the point of view that the mortal world is mortal, monks and demon cultivators should not participate in the lives of mortals.

The monks who entrusted their hearts to their trust were healed, and the group left the deep palace.