With the demon wood tripod, Gu Fenghua can indeed refine a higher level of elixir, but how can she ensure that she can refine the Tianjie elixir, and how can she ensure that every time the furnace is fried, it is Tianjie elixir? In fact, they have discussed this problem once. The reason why he gave up this method is also for this reason. Did Gu Fenghua forget?

"Don't worry about this elder Xie. I have my own way." Gu Fenghua then took out the wood tripod, put in herbs, and began to make fingerprints quickly.

This time, she made a Xuanling pill, which is only the lowest level Xuanpin holy pill, but it's much stronger than hunxin pill, and it's easier to blow up the furnace, and it's not too difficult to make Tianjie.

Xie Huaiyuan had to ask, but Gu Fenghua said he would do it, and he didn't get a chance to speak at all.

The red fire at the bottom of the stove swayed, and soon the fragrance of herbs and herbs melted out, so Xie Huaiyuan didn't bother to ask again.

Fenghua wants to have a try. Let her have a try. It's all her heart. What's more, it's just a mysterious elixir. Even if it hasn't been refined into a heaven level, the frying furnace can bear it. Now it's a waste of these excellent herbs to stop. Xie Huaiyuan thought to himself.

The fingerprints are printed, and the immortal sound is buzzing, and the danxiang is diffused.

"Elder Xie, it will be ready soon!" Gu Fenghua made the last handprint and reminded him at the same time.

The level of xuanlingdan is much lower than tianmingsheng huandan, so there is no earthshaking omen before the explosion.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the rich and gentle aura of heaven and earth mixed with pure Danli, like a cloud reflecting golden rays, enveloped Xie Huaiyuan for a long time.

As soon as Xie Huaiyuan heard Gu Fenghua's warning, he immediately ran the holy Qi all over his body and was ready to meet the blast furnace. But immediately, he was stunned: Tianjie, the Danli shrouded around him, forced to merge into the meridians under the pressure of Tiandi Avenue, but it was so peaceful and pure. Obviously, it was a Tianjie Xuanling pill that exploded.

Knowing the opportunity, Xie Huaiyuan didn't think much about it. He quickly collected his mind and began to practice.

As time went by, the Danli and the aura of heaven and earth shrouded in him became thinner and thinner, and on him, there were light spots as thin as the tip of a needle.

After nearly an hour, Xie Huaiyuan opened his eyes again. At this time, he was in high spirits and his face was full of vitality. It seemed that he was a teenager.

"Elder Xie, how is your injury? Is it better?" Gu Fenghua asked expectantly.

"Much better, much better." Xie Huaiyuan was so excited that his whole body trembled and tears filled his eyes.

Over the years, in order to cure the damaged root of the Holy Spirit, he did not know how many ways he had thought of and consulted many ancient books, but he never got anything. Until he met Gu Fenghua, he finally found a way.

"Then we'll come again." Even without looking at the changes in Xie Huaiyuan's body, only at the excited tears in his eyes, Gu Fenghua also guessed that this time the effect was good, so he was in great spirits.

As soon as the words were heard, Gu Fenghua made his fingerprints again and put in the herbs.

Just now, Xie Huaiyuan was not idle during her practice. She not only prepared the herbs, but also checked the Dan stove.

The fact has proved that the artifact is worthy of being a artifact. Although the appearance of the wooden tripod is still a little old and dilapidated, its firmness is no less than that of the clean sword in her hand. After several blasts in a day, it is still intact. Even if there is a slight crack that is hard for her to find, it will soon repair itself, so she has no worries.