The gathering of the powerhouses (1)

The process of refining this pill was even more complicated than the moon essence dew!

In particular, The Alchemist had to persevere and use his own strength to adjust the duration of contact between the pill and the flame.

There couldn't be any mishaps during this period of time. Once that happened, it was bound to fail.

After Xia qingchen finished adjusting his state, he took out the heavenly fire and started to smelt the various materials.

The moon rose in the middle of the sky, and a huge ball of fire suddenly erupted in Xia qingchen's tent. After that, it quickly dimmed and was extinguished.

Fang cuihong and the others who were on duty outside immediately opened the curtain and barged in. "Lord Xia, are you alright ..."

When they entered, Fang cuihong and the others were stunned.

He saw that the tent was in a state of great anxiety. Everything had been burnt, and even the chairs had been reduced to charcoal, emitting pungent green smoke.