As a result, just after a while, a knock on the door sounded.

"Brother Xuan, the time is up, and we are about to set off!"

Song Xuan pulled his tired body to get up, then sorted out all the elixirs, exercises, elixir recipes, etc., put them in a storage bag, and threw them around his waist.

After leaving the room, Song Xuan found that it was early in the morning and it was not yet dawn.

"Oh my God, Brother Xuan, what have you done? Why are you so tired?"

The moment Song Tianyou saw Song Xuan, he was shocked, just because Song Xuan looked completely listless at this time, his eyes were covered in blood, and he was so tired that he even fell down when he walked.

"Song Xuan, don't work too hard when you practice."

Next to him, Song Qi found that Song Xuan's cultivation had reached the fourth level of spiritual refining, and mistakenly thought it was because of Song Xuan's cultivation, so she reminded her kindly.

"You child, your body is the most important thing. How can you practice hard like this?" Song Boming's wife Yang Tong also advised.

At the same time, Song Boming had already set up a spiritual barrier around him and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to die?"

"Uncle Ming, I'm fine."

Song Xuan smiled and said, "I have been refining elixirs these two days, so I'm very tired, but it's nothing. Just take a little rest!"

Song Boming's family knew that he could refine elixirs, so Song Xuan didn't hide anything.

"Is it a pill refining again? Is it the best clearing pill?" Song Qi and his brother were very curious.

Song Xuan didn't say anything, took out the storage bag containing the pill and handed it to Song Boming, and said, "Uncle Ming, you can hand it over to grandpa."

"Qingling Pill?"

Song Boming took the storage bag and thought it was the best Qingling Pill. As a result, his spiritual consciousness subconsciously swept it and found that it was the innate Creation Pill. He exclaimed immediately, "How is that possible?"

Then, he found that there were not only low-quality, medium-quality, and even high-quality medicines in the pile of elixirs.

"Oh my God, Xuan'er, you...you..."

Song Boming was shocked and lost his composure, unable to even speak clearly, his eyes wider than a copper bell.

He knew very well what this meant. Take the Sun family as an example. At most, the three old alchemists in the Sun family could barely refine the lower-grade innate creation pill, but the middle-grade pill could not be refined at all.

Song Xuan can not only refine medium-grade products, but also high-grade products successfully.

This is incredible.

Earlier, when he knew that Song Xuan could refine the top-grade Qingling Pill, he was extremely shocked. But now he realized that he still underestimated Song Xuan's talent for alchemy.

"Dad, what's wrong? Let me see!" Song Qi and his brothers were itchy when they looked at this scene.

Yang Tong was also very curious.

Seeing that Song Qi and his brothers were coming to grab the storage bag with their teeth and claws, Song Boming quickly slapped the two of them, then solemnly put the storage bag away, and said, "Don't make trouble, it's the innate creation pill, don't spread it!"

Song Boming seriously warned that this matter is too important.

"Hiss..."
Chapter completed!