Chapter 905 Two Pills are Produced

In the following time, Wu Fan drank and chatted with Dong Zhuojun and others until three days later, when they returned with great pleasure.

After Wu Fan returned to his cave, he immediately entered the small space. He first visited Ling'er, then turned around and walked to the medicine garden, planted all the spiritual medicines he had obtained, and then got up and returned to the bedroom.

Now Ling'er's injuries have obviously improved, but it will still take a few years to fully recover. However, healing in the small space can save a lot of time, and it only takes a few months in the outside world.

Seeing that Ling'er was fine, Wu Fan was completely relieved, so he entered the practice, wanting to polish and consolidate the cultivation that could have broken through now, lay a good foundation for the next breakthrough, and strive for success.

As for the spiritual medicines in the medicine garden, there are naturally puppets to help take care of and ripen them, so he doesn't have to do it himself. Now he just needs to wait for all kinds of spiritual medicines to be planted to a certain number and reach the age limit for alchemy, and then he can start to refine the pills.

Just like this, half a year passed in the outside world during the cultivation, and five years had passed in the small space at this moment.

Until this day, Wu Fan finally finished his cultivation and got up to go to the medicine garden, but soon, he returned to the alchemy room with a handful of spiritual medicine.

For the next three days, Wu Fan sat in meditation in the alchemy room until his mind entered a state without any waves, and then he began to prepare to refine the elixir.

First, he was going to refine the "Soul-Fixing Pill", which was easier to refine than the "Infant-Forming Pill". It was just right to practice with it first and get familiar with the skills of refining high-level pills, so that he could be more relaxed when refining the Infant-Forming Pill later.

He was seen sitting cross-legged on the futon. With a wave of his arm, dozens of spiritual medicines of all sizes suddenly appeared on the ground. He didn't even look at them. Then he opened his mouth and a purple bird immediately blurted out. After a loud cry, it instantly spread its wings and flew to the bottom of the "Purple-Gold Phoenix Pattern Furnace" in front of it, and "poofed" and turned into a ball of purple spiritual flame.

Wu Fan had no expression on his face. Then he gently flicked his arm, and the purple-gold phoenix pattern furnace made a light "bang" sound. The lid instantly bounced up and stopped in the air, floating unsteadily.

So Wu Fan took a deep breath, without hesitation, reached out and picked up a spiritual medicine and threw it into the furnace. After being baked by the flame, the spiritual medicine turned into a ball of liquid in a moment, floating inside the furnace.

And Wu Fan's palms did not stop, and he threw another spiritual medicine into the furnace...………!

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Time passed quickly, and in a flash, a year had passed in the small space!

At the same time, in the alchemy room.

Wu Fan held two pill bottles in his hands, his face full of happy smiles.

That's right, these two pill bottles contained the Soul-Fixing Pill and the Infant-Forming Pill.

For more than a year, he could be said to have been refining pills all the time, and he almost forgot the time because he was too involved in refining pills. Although he failed many times, after continuous attempts and gradual proficiency, he finally refined the two pills.

Among them, the Soul-Fixing Pill took the least time to refine, and it only took three months to get as many as ten pills.

But the Infant-Forming Pill was much more difficult to refine than he imagined. Even though he spent the rest of the time refining this pill, he only got six pills in the end.

But these were enough for him, so he decided to end this alchemy.

But he did not choose to go out, but continued to be busy with other things.

Of course, he was not ready to start forming an infant now, although he wanted to, but he really didn't have time.

Because there were only about three months left before the opening of the Burial Heaven Wasteland, and minus one month of travel, he only had two months left to allocate and use.

But how could this little time be used for his infant formation? Moreover, after the infant formation, he had to immediately retreat to consolidate his cultivation, which would take at least a few years.

If he was seriously injured by the legendary thunder tribulation, he would have to spend a lot of time healing.

Therefore, he could only give up the plan to form an infant now, unless he decided to wait for the next opening of the Burial Heaven Wasteland.

But he really didn't want to wait for another twelve years. After all, he had been out for more than a hundred years and was eager to go home.

If there was no way home in the Burial Heaven Wasteland, he would have to continue exploring other dangerous places, which would only delay his time.

In the remaining two months, he decided to refine a few magic weapons first, and then make some talismans for self-defense. After all, the Burial Heaven Wasteland was really dangerous, and he had to make more preparations.

In addition, he guessed that the people of the Wanjian Sect had found out where he was going, because when he came back, he always felt that someone was following him. Although he didn't get confirmation, the feeling was particularly strong.

Especially the two people who followed him to Chuanzhou Island, Wu Fan thought there was a 50% chance that they were monks from the Wanjian Sect.

If Yin Ming had leaked the news, the Wanjian Sect would not let him go.

Therefore, he guessed that this time the Burial Heaven Jedi must be extremely dangerous. In addition to facing various dangers inside, he also had to be wary of these human monks.

Therefore, he must be fully prepared to prevent any accidents.

Now, in addition to Ling'er and the golden armor puppet who have recovered from their injuries, there are only a few magic weapons that he has not refined since he got them; and a talisman that he has been looking forward to for a long time but has not refined.

As for the magic weapon he had to refine first, it was the bronze mirror he got from the old demon Bai Gu. This mirror was an extremely powerful ancient treasure, five feet in size, with a jade-green mirror surface and a jet-black back. The whole mirror was covered with mysterious runes, and it was unknown what kind of metal material it was made of.

But it had many incredible abilities. It could not only be used as a defensive magic weapon, but even the rays of light released by this treasure could be used to trap the enemy.

You know, even the full-strength attack of the golden armor puppet was easily blocked by this treasure. It was because of this that Bai Gu was able to survive and successfully enter the third floor of the main hall of the Immortal Relic Realm.

So much so that Wu Fan had liked this mirror for a long time, but he was afraid of exposing his identity at the time, so he didn't dare to use it. After all, if those people from the big sects knew that he was the biggest winner at the time, then he would definitely become the target of everyone's pursuit.

But now he couldn't care so much. In order to have a certain degree of self-protection in the Burial Heaven Jedi, he would not hesitate to reveal his identity.

Moreover, if he could really find a way back to Xia State there, he would not care about anything. After returning, he would be free and unfettered, and no one would be able to catch him.