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"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you feeling better? How should we go next? Do you know the direction?" I had no idea what to do without asking.

"Young Master, your medicine is very effective. I have recovered," said a man, but he was complaining in his heart. The effect of the pills is very good, but you don't know how to make them. Look, these pills look all kinds of things. Apart from being very effective, they have all kinds of problems. Some are round, some are closed, and some are semi-round. They are just like the ones that children rub together with their hands. Look, there are square pills in there. How can you let people eat them? This is suicide. No wonder I felt so uncomfortable when I took them when I was injured before. I am also glad that I took them directly when I felt dizzy before.

The big man looked at the medicine in someone else's hand and was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. He said to himself, "Is this a pill?"

"Thank you for saving me, young master," said another person, and then he took out a pill recipe and said, "Young master, this is a third-grade detoxifying pill, please accept it." But in his mind he was thinking, this should be able to make the pill rounder, he almost died just now, the pill was stuck in his throat and it was very uncomfortable

"Young Master, this is the Broken Mirror Pill, please accept it." Another person gasped and said

"Young Master, what are you doing..."

"Little boy..."

After a while, I collected a pile of various medicine bottles, which contained various medicines. The medicines were all round except for their different colors.

I felt a little embarrassed. I just gave them the pills from Xia Xuantian. One day, Long'er and Shui Qingling saw me rubbing pills. Yes, I was rubbing pills. I, Xia Xuantian, have no spiritual power, so I can only rub them with my hands. After coming to Xia Xuantian, I have not seen anyone else making pills. I don't know how to use spiritual power, so I rub them with my hands.

At that time, the two guys were playing and rubbing the pills. At first, I saw that they were still rubbing the pills properly and they were still round. But when I found out, the two little guys rubbed the pills into various shapes and piled them up. They pointed to me proudly and said that they piled up Wanzhugu.

"Auntie, look, this is a bamboo building"

Whose bamboo house is made of several square pieces?

"Mom, look, this is Daddy"

Is your dad round?

"This is……"

"..."

Just now I was thinking about these people, I am not familiar with them, I don't want to take the normal shaped medicine, so I took the bottle of strange pills.

Now I am standing on the tree and want to cover my face. Looking at the Soul Gathering Pill in my hand, I am even more speechless. This pill is at least a third-grade pill, but mine is of no grade. Others use medicine cauldrons to refine it, but mine is not only complicated, but also rubbed by hand.

No wonder my disciples always look constipated when they ask for pills. Now it seems that it’s not because of the ridiculous names.

When I asked Bai Zimo about alchemy before, he told me that there was an alchemy peak in the Yu Jian Sect, but he had only been there when he went to complete a mission.

I wanted to learn Zhong Xuantian's alchemy skills, so I went with them. But we got separated.

Bai Zimo was so worried that he was worried. The most frustrating thing was that Bai Zimo's time and space gate could not be opened. I also found that all the disciples who were in danger had their time and space gates opened automatically.

I can open it, but the disciples who have never been in danger cannot open it. What's the reason?

"Xiao Mo, do you really want to learn alchemy? Your master's intention..." an old man said

"The Sect Master disagrees, but my Master will definitely support him," Bai Zimo said

"Xiao Mo, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but now that you have accepted the Sect Master as your master, you have to sever your relationship with your master Xia Xuantian. He will be your calamity," the old man said.

"No, my master wouldn't do that. If I didn't have my master, I would still be a homeless child who was beaten and killed at will. If I didn't have my master's sword that shocked the world, I would still be in Xuantian," Bai Zimo said.