Han Zhao calmed down and took out a reddish-gold pill furnace from the Sumeru Pouch.
There was a firebird pattern on the surface of the pill furnace. As the true qi in his body was injected, the firebird began to spread its wings and fly on the surface of the pill furnace like a living creature.
This was the second pill furnace that Shui Jingfeng had bought for him. It had arrived a long time later than expected, but it should be of medium-high-grade quality. It had a certain auxiliary effect on fire control and pill condensation.
He took out a set of medicinal herbs for the Blood Qi Pill and used all his strength to refine three low-grade pills, four middle-grade pills, and a high-grade pill.
"It's too difficult to refine low-grade pills." Han Zhao wiped the sweat on his forehead and sighed sincerely.
He took out a porcelain bottle and divided the pills in the furnace into two portions.