"Cultivation can be practiced, but it's not as powerful as you think. It can only improve the cultivation potential a little bit. The effect is far less than that of the congenital Holy Spirit root. In fact, the biggest use is to refine the kuchan pill." The white fat man said modestly.

And grandfather, he finally really put himself as a son of the king's family.

"That is to say, you are just taking a chance to refine kuchan pill?" Gu Fenghua was not surprised. Kuzong Zen was a holy sect. How could it be that he didn't have something extraordinary? He pondered for a moment and asked again.

"Well, it's just a chance." The white fat man didn't deny it.

"I think I understand what's going on." Gu Fenghua said.

"What's the matter?" White fat and Lorne asked in one voice.

"Although your cultivation level is no worse than that of your peers, others have learned how to refine kuchan pills since they were young, and their perception is definitely far better than you, so you can refine them successfully from time to time, and you are just gambling on luck. It's strange that you can surpass them." Gu Fenghua replied.

"It turns out that this is the case. How can we improve our understanding?" The white fat man patted his head fiercely, then frowned and looked at Gu Fenghua pitifully. "Fenghua, you must help me. The position of the little master must not fall into other people's hands."

"I don't know how to refine this dry Zen pill. It can be said that I have no feeling at all. How can I help you to improve?" Gu Fenghua said.

"What should I do?" The white fat man's face turned into a bitter gourd.

"Fenghua, you must have other ways, right? Don't play tricks, just tell me." Luo en noticed Gu Fenghua's smile and knew that she must have another way, otherwise she would never smile.

"It turns out that you are deliberately anxious for me. Speak quickly. What else can I do?" At this time, Bai Pang noticed Gu Fenghua's relaxed smile and said eagerly, holding her arm.

"It's very simple, isn't it enough to directly enhance the power of holy source?" Gu Fenghua said.

"What's the way? I've been promoted for a long time. However, my practice of dry Zen has reached the limit of dry state of mind. Unless I have the congenital root of Holy Spirit, I can't enter the second state at all. But it's not so easy to transform the acquired root of the Holy Spirit into the congenital root of the Holy Spirit. In addition, Xia qingfan gave me the mysterious elixir, and I took five of them, but the root of the Holy Spirit has not changed. " On hearing this, the white fat man was like a ball of vent.

"Xuanlingdan? It's a little bit short." Gu Fenghua held his chin and said seriously.

"What, almost?" The white fat man looks at Gu Fenghua in surprise.

He didn't know how precious xuanlingdan was until he came back to Jun's home. Even if it was placed in Wuji holy heaven, it would be hard to find. He didn't know how much love qingfan had given them in early summer. So Shengdan, Gu Fenghua said it was a little bit worse.

"Well, it's a little worse than zhishengzhendan." Gu Fenghua nodded and said.

"Zhisheng Zhendan?" The white fat man has a blank face.

"Fenghua, has your ice fire red golden fruit grown?" Lorne knows what's going on and looks at Gu Fenghua in surprise.

"Grown up." Gu Fenghua takes out three spirit fruits with a smile. The fruit is as red as fire, but it is surrounded by ice and mist outside. It is not the fruit of ice and fire.