Silently, Nan Fengqian nodded strangely. Then he walked with Mu Li. Seeing this scene, Mu Chi felt something was wrong.

After returning to the inn, Nan Fengqian drilled into his own space and began his career in refining his weapon. A fiery red magnet has now been half refined.

The half had a little model, somewhat similar to a petal. Nan Fengqian stared at his design drawing carefully, and then stared at the little guy in front of him.

Put them into the alchemy furnace and start forging.

The next day—

Early in the morning, Nan Fengqian and Mu Chi stepped into the alchemy association, while Hua Meiyuemei met with the ghost king of Nanzhou, and Mu Li stayed in the inn waiting for her.

Hanging the temporary badge, Nan Fengqian's purple robe was luxurious and elegant, with the handsome young actors, and the two of them walked into the Alchemy Association in a swagger.

The Alchemy Association is equivalent to a large alchemy place. There are various small sects and some casual cultivators, and the largest one is the Alchemy Pavilion.

Many casual cultivators want to enter the Dandao Pavilion through their own efforts or be admitted to other small sects. Here, they become divided areas.

Each sect has its own area, its own medicinal fields, and its own people manage it. On both sides of the main street of the Alchemy Association are attics. They are all attics that store medicinal materials or elixirs. There are also some alchemy rooms, but the number is relatively small.

Generally, alchemy rooms are quieter in the back. There are some teahouses on the attic on the roadside. There is a faint tea fragrance and a fairy spirit.

At this moment, Nan Fengqian's eyes were attracted by a tea pavilion called Bi'anxiang.

The fragrance of the other side, the fragrance of the flowers will not last forever, leaving only sadness.
Chapter completed!