The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Also, it is normal to be tired after refining a weapon for so many years.

He would also be very tired every time he made alchemy.

Especially since the elixir formation rate is not high, it is even more tiring.

It would be an understatement to say that I was physically and mentally exhausted.

Feihan couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his not-so-high elixir-forming rate.

But the good news is that since he advanced to the Mahayana stage, his success rate in refining eighth-level elixirs has been much higher.

It suddenly increased from 20% to 30% to 70% to 80%!

This improvement made Feihan very happy.

He likes alchemy so much.

Even though he had wasted countless magical elixirs and was always being teased about the rate of elixirs produced, he still enjoyed refining elixirs.

Feihan always felt very satisfied when he looked at the round pills that exuded a faint glow.

As for refining weapons, Feihan had no interest.

However, Feihan felt that Gu Changhuan didn't particularly like weapon refining.

Otherwise, why did he appear in front of everyone as an alchemist instead of a weapon refiner?

After all, there are no other weapon refiners among the human race in their land of spiritual destruction.

Feihan thought like this, completely ignoring that elixirs were actually the most important thing a monk would always need.

On the other side, Gu Changyu didn't sigh at all.

No one knows Brother Seventeen's abilities better than him, so there is nothing to marvel at.

Just wait for three days to get the spirit treasure.

On the other side, after Gu Changhuan sorted out all the remaining ferocious beast materials, he did take a good rest after taking a shower and changing clothes.

Refining weapons requires a lot of real energy. Even though refining a spiritual treasure does not consume much real energy, the cumulative consumption is staggering.

More importantly, looking at the ground fire to check the status of the materials in the refining furnace all year round, I always feel that both my eyes and my consciousness are very uncomfortable.

Lying on the couch in Xuantian Tower, he could still vaguely smell the scent of vegetation coming from outside. Due to accumulated fatigue, Gu Changhuan quickly fell into sleep.

After waking up, twelve hours had passed.

"I actually slept like one for a whole day!"

Gu Changhuan sighed, finally changed his clothes, washed up, and left Xuantian Tower with many spiritual treasures he had refined.

At first, he was indeed refining weapons outside, but later he moved his position and came to Xuantian Tower to continue refining weapons.

Although there is no earth fire in Xuantian Tower, Gu Changhuan can continue to use real fire to make elixirs.

Moreover, real fire is easier to control. Although it consumes more real energy, this consumption is nothing to Gu Changhuan.

After returning to his palace cave, Gu Changhuan's consciousness swept around the area and nodded slightly after seeing that the puppet had taken good care of the various bonsai spiritual plants in the cave over the years.

Because many monks in the Gu family didn't know that Gu Changhuan had left seclusion at this time, there was almost no one in Gu Changhuan's palace.

Only Gu Changhuan still had a few spirit beasts.

Yes, Mo Lin and the others are also out of seclusion.

After many years of seclusion and practice, Mo Lin and the others finally came out of seclusion, and naturally they made a breakthrough in their cultivation.

But even so, they are still some distance away from the ninth level.

But Gu Changhuan is not in a hurry. Spiritual beast cultivation is slower than that of monks, but its strength is much stronger than that of monks of the same level.

Not to mention that the bloodline qualifications of several spiritual beasts are very good, and their strength is even stronger.

After Mo Lin came out of seclusion and heard the news about the advancement of the little flower essence, everyone was happier than if he had advanced.