On the bluestone brick next to the immortal medicine is the dense talisman array that Han Chujiujiujiu has.

He carved one at a time, and then he turned his head but frowned again, crossed one of them.

After fiddling with a few talisman formations, he went back to use his spiritual sense to explore the elixir, then frowned and recorded something on the paper.

What Han Chujiu studied completely exceeded Mu Yan’s knowledge of alchemy.

After only a few glances, she went back to continue to refine her own pills.

More than a dozen hours passed in a blink of an eye. Mu Yan looked at the furnace of elixirs that had been successfully refined and breathed a sigh of relief.

With the alchemy furnace and inheritance given by Han Chujiu, she has made rapid progress in alchemy.

But it seems that there is still something missing, which makes it impossible to meet Master Ninth's requirements.

Master Jiu is obviously a person who pursues perfection.

The first point is the requirement for the purity of the elixir.

On the market of Cultivation Continent, the purity of ordinary elixirs can reach about 60%.

A powerful alchemy master can reach 70 or 75%.

Now, without using Yunsheng Jiehai, Mu Yan can reach 80% of the purity of the elixir.

If such pills are taken out for testing, they will definitely shock a lot of people's chins.

Eighty-five percent pure elixirs can almost be said to have no elixirs, and will not be backfired.

But in Han Chujiu's eyes, 85% pure elixirs are just waste products, and they are also wasteful garbage after eating them.

Han Chujiu's requirement is that in addition to poison pills and elixirs that specifically produce side effects, the purity of other pills is 85% passing, 90% unsatisfactory, and 95% being qualified to be his apprentice of Han Chujiu.

Mu Yan used the magic weapon brought in the inheritance space to test the newly refined pills.

Eighty-three percent!

Tsk... Mu Yan frowned, and even Master Jiu's passing line did not reach it.

After practicing the pill for a whole day, Mu Yan was a little tired and even more inexplicably upset.

She no longer chose to continue to refine the alchemy, but left the inheritance space to go to bed for a night.

However, this sleep was not stable.

Mu Yan heard crying sounds constantly in his ears.

She stood in the void and looked at the direction where the crying sound came from ahead.

However, my eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and I couldn't see it in detail.

I could only vaguely see someone lying on the bed, surrounded by black air that makes people feel uneasy and fearful.

The bed was full of people, and the crying sound came from the mouths of these kneeling people.

Mu Yan was in a dream, everything was chaotic, and he couldn't see who was on the bed.

But when I looked at him and listened to the crying, I felt a heart-wrenching pain and panic spread throughout my body.

Mu Yan tried his best to go towards the bed, wanting to take a look at the man's appearance.

Slowly, it's getting closer, it's getting closer.

The originally vague cry seemed to be mixed with a few ambiguous syllables: "Pharm...anti-anti-donor..."

The fog in front of me seemed to be suddenly pushed away, and the man's appearance was instantly clear.

However, before Mu Yan could take a closer look, she felt as if she was hit hard by something and suddenly woke up.

Mu Yan sat on the bed, gasping for breath, vaguely feeling that she had dreamed of something sad as if she was suffocating, but she couldn't remember anything when she opened her eyes.

"Mom." Xiaobao threw himself into her arms and looked at her worriedly, "Mom, you sweat a lot on your forehead? What's wrong?"

Mu Yan gently touched his little face: "Mom had a nightmare and was a little scared."
Chapter completed!