Immortal-Grade Purple Jade Pill, Itinerant Cultivator Guan Chaosheng

Since Bai Suzhen said that it was a big business, he would naturally be able to earn a lot.

Moreover, she had specially waited for Han Muye. It must be pills that only Han Muye could refine.

Sure enough, Jiang Ming, who was standing at the side, looked helpless.

After coming to the Sword Pavilion, Jiang Ming's confidence had suffered a blow.

As an alchemy genius from a hundred years ago, he felt that he could discuss and communicate with Han Muye about alchemy.

However, the truth was that other than earning a lot of spiritual rocks, he felt that he had nothing in common with Han Muye in alchemy.

Alchemy theories and alchemy rules were all useless in front of Han Muye.

The sword qi entered the pill furnace, and the pill became an immortal.

Every time he watched Han Muye refine pills, Jiang Ming's mental trauma would take a long time to recover.

As a result, Jiang Ming stopped watching Han Muye refine pills.