Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

C168 Telephone



C168 Telephone

0This was what Han Zhen had used to convert his [Collapsing Cloud Hand]. With Han Zhen's current Cultivation Level strength, he was unable to use it. However, Han Zhen could only give it his all in order to concoct the Dao-Opening Pill.    
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In an instant, Han Zhen's hands started to emit clouds and light from the hand seals.    

    

He gently gave it away.    

    

The hand seal was instantly imprinted on the pill furnace.    

    

Boom!    

    

The furnace exploded with a loud vibration, and the lid was blown off by this seal.    

    

"Withdraw!"    

    

Han Zhen made a grasping motion with his right hand and the Genuine Qi entered the pill furnace through his four fingers.    

    

Puff puff puff!    

    

With a series of light sounds, six pills appeared in Han Zhen's hands.    

    

The pills was green in color, with a few simple and mysterious patterns on it. The patterns on the wall were unusually exquisite, giving off a faint feeling of being unable to extricate oneself from it.    

    

However, Han Zhen looked at the pattern of a pills and sighed: "Six striped pill, medium talent, what a pity!"    

    

Han Zhen felt a bit regretful.    

    

To Han Zhen, this was a failure.    

    

However, for the other pill refiners, this was already a joyous occasion.    

    

The Daomization Pill itself was an extremely difficult pills to refine, not to mention Han Zhen only had Qi Refinement Stage right now, so the Genuine Qi were weak. Even true flames could not be formed on their own. One needed to borrow the power of eight flame gathering arrays in order to condense spirit fire. As for the spirit fire condensed by the array formation, it was ultimately inferior to the true fire controlled by the Genuine Qi.    

    

Under the difficult conditions, it was already difficult for him to refine a Daomization Pill. Not to mention the six lines of dan.    

    

"Another mid-grade six-striped fruit!"    

    

After inspecting the four pills, Han Zhen finally found a Nine-striped pills. "Fortunately, a Superior Grade pills finally appeared!"    

    

Han Zhenlve was slightly happy. After all, the Nine-Striped pills was the best among all the high-rank pills. Even an ordinary apothecary who could forge a Nine-Striped pills in a few years was pampered by everyone.    

    

At this moment, Han Zhen was concocting pills for the second time since his rebirth!    

    

When the last pills was picked up, Han Zhen discovered that the entire body of the pills was fragrant, but there were faint signs of mountains, rivers, sun and moon on top of the pills. Looking left and right, there were signs of movement.    

    

"Not bad!" Finally, a top quality pills has appeared! " Han Zhenlve was slightly satisfied.    

    

Only the highest quality pills could match his own identity.    

    

Even though there were a lot of disadvantages, Han Zhen still thought that he should refine a top-grade pills.    

    

He placed five pills s in the center of the set up set up by his vision and stored a single top quality pills.    

    

After three days and three nights, Han Zhen finally succeeded in refining the Dao Opening Pill.    

    

The long process of concocting pills had drained his energy. He went to bed and slept.    

    

Another day and night passed.    

    

After Han Zhen got up, he took his phone and saw that there were a lot of missed calls.    

    

When he opened it, he found Ye Muwan's phone number.    

    

There were also a lot of calls from Zhou Minghui.    

    

Zhou Minghui!    

    

Han Zhen thought of this name.    

    

He was a high school classmate of his and also at the same table. The two of them had always been on good terms. And when he was in trouble, it was Zhou Minghui who helped him.    

    

Wu has a deep impression of Zhou Minghui. After his rebirth, Han Zhen had always been busy with his own matters and raising his Cultivation Level, never picking up his past relationships.    

    

However, since this Zhou Minghui called, he definitely had to answer it.    

    

Han Zhen dialed a number and said, "Zhou Minghui, long time no see!"    

    

Indeed, it had been a long time!    

    

Because for Han Zhen, it had been 500 years since he last saw it.    

    

    

    


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