All of this was seen by the divine shadow fox hidden in the ring, but he didn't care at the moment. When refining the Bu Tian Dan, which was thought to be not difficult, some accidents occurred. The main ingredients of the Bu Tian Dan were Shou Wang Jiang, Hou Tu Zhi, and Xing Ling Cao. Except for Xing Ling Cao, the other two were extremely difficult to refine, but they were also smooth under the support of the strong soul power. But there was a problem in the final stage of the pill. When the pill was formed, Ning Ping's soul power seemed to be unable to restrain the pill at all, and the pills hit the furnace wall one after another, and the subsequent result was the pill explosion. Ning Ping was anxious and had to calm down and concentrate all his energy on one pill. Originally, five pills were formed, but in the end, only one was retained after great efforts. At this moment, Ning Ping held the remaining Bu Tian Dan in his hand, with a look of distress on his face. In this Class A alchemy room, Ning Ping also forgot about the much more expensive rent and thought hard. It felt as if this elixir was elusive, and the feeling was very strange, but it was hard to describe the strange feeling in his heart, as if the elixir suddenly had consciousness.
At this moment, in the Tianyan Ding that Ning Ping could not see, Shenying Tianhu could not help shaking his head, but there was also some admiration on his face. After a whole day, he had some feelings after thinking, but he still couldn't grasp it, just like why this elixir recipe was recorded in this Dayan Dan Jing. In the end, he had to look at the last kind of Angry Spirit Pill. This time, he suffered a lot on the Angry Spirit Pill. The reason was the main medicine Tianxing Grass. From the time it was put into the alchemy furnace, he didn't expect that this Tianxing Grass was so easy to refine. It turned into liquid medicine as soon as it entered the alchemy furnace. But the torment began from this moment. A strange smell was constantly seeping out of the medicine, which was the unique resentment of the medicine. Suddenly, a monk with a hideous face and numb expression appeared in Ning Ping's mind. He was covered with thorns and there was a hole the size of a bowl on his chest. Black liquid was flowing in the hole, which was very conspicuous on the pale skin. And blood was flowing from the seven holes on his face, and his empty eyes stared at Ning Ping who was approaching step by step. "Hmph~" After Ning Ping was surprised, he immediately thought of the reason. With a cold snort, the soul power in his mind instantly transformed into a sharp blade, splitting the approaching zombie in half, and the illusion disappeared. Just when Ning Ping was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another scene that shocked Ning Ping appeared again. I saw a person who looked exactly like me and a strange monk appear in my mind, and I saw my own phantom killing the other person with my own eyes, which made Ning Ping tremble with fear... But just as I dispelled the illusion, another figure appeared again. These resentments directly regarded Ning Ping as an enemy and kept harassing Ning Ping. At this time, Ning Ping was also in a state of confusion, and some auxiliary medicines of other spiritual medicines were particularly difficult to refine, so he had to endure it. Unable to bear the harassment, Ning Ping completed this strange alchemy, but only five pills were made, and the medicinal power was only 60%. At this time, Ning Ping realized that it might be the most suitable time to refine the Tianxing grass, but it was a pity that it was too late now. This time of alchemy was the most uncomfortable one so far, causing Ning Ping to rest for two days before he recovered.