Zhang Ziqian has already put all his attention on Murong Ningyue. He really wants to know if Murong Ningyue can continue to maintain such perfect performance in the next refining process.

After extracting the essence from the medicinal materials, it is a process of condensation and fusion. This is a very high requirement for soul power. This is why ordinary alchemists will have stronger soul power than ordinary immortals of the same level.

Murong Ningyue had completely immersed her mind in the alchemy at this time, but what surprised Murong Ningyue was that the process of elixir that had to be careful in the past had become much easier at this moment.

Soon Murong Ningyue realized that this was because his cultivation level increased his soul power. It seemed that at his current level, he could already refine sixth-grade elixirs.

Thinking of this, Murong Ningyue speeding up the process of merging the elixir, Zhang Ziqian originally thought that Murong Ningyue would have to spend more time on the process of merging the elixir, but who knew that Murong Ningyue would complete the process of merging the elixir in less than a stick of incense.

What shocked Zhang Ziqian even more was that Murong Ningyue's performance in the merging pill was still perfect, and the only flaw was caused by Murong Ningyue's own speedup.

At the end, there was almost no suspense in the process of collecting the pills. Zhang Ziqian could imagine that this would definitely be a top-quality fifth-grade immortal pill pain relief pill!

"Is Murong Ningyue back? Where is it?"

At the last critical moment, a shout suddenly came. Murong Ningyue's hand, as stable as Mount Tai, was frightened by the sound. As the refining furnace was turned on, Murong Ningyue was also put into the porcelain bottle.

It was just because of the last exogenous shout that the grade of the pill was still affected. What was originally the best pill now can only be the best one.

Zhang Ziqian saw that the top-grade pills in his hand had become top-grade pills, and shouted in anger: "Who is shouting outside? Don't you know that you can't be disturbed when you refine your elixir?"

The person who spoke finally appeared. It turned out to be Sima Xuan, the head of the Tibetan Sword Sect. Seeing Zhang Ziqian and Murong Ningyue’s angry look, Sima Xuan knew that he had made a mistake and quickly apologized: “I’m so sorry. The head of the sect heard that Ningyue was back, so he lost his courtesy because he was anxious. He also asked Elder Zhang and Ningyue to take care of him!”

Murong Ningyue didn't care about this. Anyway, she is a sixth-grade immortal now. Even if she wants to refine the sixth-grade immortal pill, she will only try it a few more times and can be refined at any time.

"Is there something wrong with the Sima Sect looking for disciples in such a hurry?"

Sima Xuan saw Murong Ningyue as if he had seen a savior, and said with a smile to Murong Ningyue: "Ningyue, that's it. The 10-year sect competition of the mortal immortal world will be held in three days. Since Yuan Xiaotian went to the Extreme Immortal World, our Tibetan Sword Sect has no disciples who can show off except you!"

Murong Ningyue had already understood after hearing this. Sima Xuan mostly wanted to participate in a sect competition in the sect competition in the sect of the Immortal Realm, but Murong Ningyue is now eager to improve her cultivation and quickly advance to the seventh-grade immortal to go to the sect of the Immortal Realm to find Ye Yaorao, so she is not very interested in this sect competition in the sect competition in the sect.
Chapter completed!