Zhuo Wen took another look at the snake-faced man. Although this guy has a bullying personality, he is meticulous in his work.

"Good job, this is your reward!"

Zhuo Wen took out a magic pill and threw it to the snake-faced man.

The snake-faced man subconsciously took the magic pill, but the moment he saw the magic pill, his pupils shrank and he almost cried out.

"Taiheqing Spiritual Qi Pill? I'm not dreaming, right? Master Zhuo, just give me this magic pill, don't you need me to exchange it for something else?"

The snake-faced man looked at Zhuo Wen anxiously, for fear that Zhuo Wen would regret it.

The main effect of the Taihe Qing Lingqi Pill is to help the monks at the early stage of Tongtianzhu to advance to the middle stage of Tongtianzhu.

This divine pill is a rare divine pill in the prehistoric world, and for a monk like him who is in the early stage of mastering the gods, this divine pill is really important.

Zhuo Wen smiled lightly and said, "It's just the Taiheqing Spiritual Qi Pill. You can do what I tell you next, and you have a chance to get a better magic pill."

Hearing this, the snake-faced man was excited, and looked at Zhuo Wen with a look of awe.

Now, the snake-faced man felt more and more that Zhuowen's depth was unfathomable.

At the same time, he also had some calculations in his heart, and it might be a very wise move to follow such a strong man.

"Okay, you can go down now! In the next period of time, I need to retreat for alchemy!" Zhuo Wen said lightly.

The snake-faced man didn't dare to neglect, bowed to Zhuo Wen, and then slowly backed out.

After the snake-faced man withdrew and Zhuowen set up strong restrictions around him, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The number of alien races in the entire canyon is nearly ten thousand, that is to say, he must at least take out nearly ten thousand god pills.

Of course, most of the magic pills here are not high-level, and at Zhuowen's level, they can be refined at will.

However, even so, it would take a lot of time for Zhuo Wen to complete all the refinements.

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, no longer thinking about it, but took out the emperor alchemy furnace, and he planned to start refining from the simple divine alchemy.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it took several months in the blink of an eye. Many alien races in the canyon were waiting anxiously.

Ziwei Xingjun stood outside Zhuo Wen's retreat, his eyes were a little worried.

After the snake-faced man submitted the list, he also took a copy, knowing how terrifying the number of magic pills that Zhuo Wen needed to refine in this retreat.

Ziwei Xingjun was a little worried, whether Zhuo Wen's body would be overwhelmed by refining so many magic pills at once.

creak!

Suddenly, the front door was opened, and Zhuo Wen slowly walked out of the house with a tired expression.

"Brother Zhuo, are you okay?" Ziwei Xingjun asked.

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired!"

With that said, Zhuo Wen took out a spirit ring, handed it to Ziwei Xingjun and said, "Brother Ziwei, this spirit ring contains all the magic pills that I have refined during this period! One is not bad!"

"You distribute it for me according to the list, and before distributing, you must find out who is on the list, and avoid people who fish in troubled waters. I need to go back to retreat for a period of time, so I won't go out with you!"

After Zhuowen finished speaking, he re-entered the room.

During the past few months, Zhuo Wen has been refining the magic pill almost day and night, and his mind is almost exhausted. He is really too tired, and he must have a good rest.

Seeing Zhuo Wen re-enter the room, Ziwei Xingjun did not bother too much, but took the spirit ring and left the place.

When Zhuowen returned to the room, he immediately fell asleep.

The exhaustion of his mind is too terrifying, apart from sleep, it is impossible to recover from ordinary meditation.

Zhuo Wen slept for ten days and ten nights before finally waking up.

After he opened the door, he found that Ziwei Xingjun, Suo Yingda, the snake-faced man and other powerful men in the canyon were all standing outside his door.

When they saw Zhuo Wen open the door, they all looked relaxed.

"What's wrong? Why are they all standing outside my door?" Zhuo Wen asked in surprise.

Suo Yingda stepped forward respectfully, and said, "Master Zhuo, it's actually like this. We are entangled in the issue of when we will leave Phoenix Purgatory, and we can't make up our minds."

"So, I came here to ask for your opinion!" JrNovels.com