In the next period of time, many alien races in the canyon clearing in Phoenix Purgatory were extremely excited.
Because they got the news that the new owner of the canyon is a Heaven-level alchemist who can refine Heaven-level divine pills.
Moreover, this mysterious new owner is said to know how to leave Phoenix Purgatory.
This mysterious new master has announced that as long as he agrees to follow him to cause trouble in the Phoenix Clan after leaving Phoenix Purgatory, he will refine magic elixirs for everyone that can improve their cultivation, and will also take them with him
Leaving Phoenix Purgatory.
As soon as the news came out, most of the foreign races in the canyon agreed without hesitation.
This result was beyond Zhuo Wen's expectation. He thought that most of the aliens in the canyon were selfish and valued their own lives. He should have weighed his condition for a long time.
But now he was wrong. The aliens in the canyon agreed too quickly.
This is not to blame Zhuo Wen, after all, his time in Phoenix Purgatory was too short.
But these alien races have stayed for at least thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, and even hundreds of thousands of years.
If it's such a long time to practice, then it's not bad, at most it's just a bit boring.
But in Phoenix Purgatory, a dangerous place filled with endless black flames anytime and anywhere, the energy of heaven is so thin that it is difficult to even practice.
Staying in a place like this for several years is a torment, let alone tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.
After all, the environment in this Phoenix Purgatory is not a place full of terrifying heavenly energy like that in the Phoenix Lair.
The snake-faced man collected the medicinal materials very smoothly. With Zhuo Wen's conditions, many foreign races in the canyon rushed to hand over all the medicinal materials on their bodies, just so that after Zhuo Wen refined the magic elixir, he could share more with them.
In just three days, the snake-faced man gave Zhuo Wen all the medicinal materials he had collected.
To De Zhuowen's surprise, the amount of medicinal materials collected turned out to be much more than he planned.
After the snake-faced man handed the medicinal materials to Zhuo Wen, he handed the corresponding list to Zhuo Wen.
In these lists, the names of each foreign race are clearly written, and behind each name, the amount of medicinal materials donated by each is clearly listed.
Zhuo Wen took another look at the snake-faced man. Although this guy was bully and afraid of the strong, he was meticulous in his work.
"Well done, this is your reward!"
Zhuo Wen took out a magic pill and threw it to the snake-faced man.
The snake-faced man subconsciously took the magic pill, but the moment he saw the magic pill, his pupils shrank and he almost screamed.
"Taihe Qinglingqi Pill? Am I dreaming? Master Zhuo, just give me this magic pill. Don't you need me to exchange it for something else?"
The snake-faced man looked at Zhuo Wen anxiously, fearing that Zhuo Wen would regret it.
The main effect of Taihe Qinglingqi Pill is to help early Tongtianzhu monks advance to the middle stage of Tongtianzhu.
This magical elixir is a rare elixir that can only be found in the ancient world, and for a monk like him in the early stage of Tongtian Lord, this magical elixir is really too important.
Zhuo Wen smiled lightly and said: "It's just the Taihe Qinglingqi Pill. If you can handle the things I tell you next, you will also have a chance to get better divine pills."
Hearing this, the snake-faced man was excited and looked at Zhuo Wen with awe.
Now, the snake-faced man feels more and more that Zhuo Wen is unfathomable.
At the same time, he also had a calculation in his mind. If he could follow such a strong man, it might be a very wise move.
"Okay, you can go down now! In the next period of time, I need to retreat to refine alchemy!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The snake-faced man did not dare to neglect, bowed to Zhuo Wen, and then slowly retreated.
After the snake-faced man withdrew, Zhuo Wen set up a strong restriction around him, with a wry smile on his face.
There are nearly 10,000 aliens in the entire canyon, which means that he has to come up with at least nearly 10,000 divine pills.
Of course, most of the magical elixirs here are not high-level, and with Zhuo Wen's level, they can be easily refined.
However, even so, it would take a lot of time for Zhuo Wen to complete all the refining.
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and no longer thought about it, but took out the Imperial Pill Furnace. He planned to start refining a simple divine pill.
Time passed by minute by minute, and months passed in the blink of an eye. Many alien races in the canyon were waiting anxiously.
Ziwei Xingjun stood outside Zhuowen's retreat, his eyes a little worried.
After the snake-faced man submitted the list, he also took a copy, knowing exactly how terrifying the number of magical pills Zhuowen needed to refine for this retreat was.
Ziwei Xingjun was a little worried whether Zhuo Wen's body would be overwhelmed after refining so many magical elixirs at once.
Creak!
Suddenly, the door in front was opened, and Zhuo Wen slowly walked out of the house with a tired look.
"Brother Zhuo, are you okay?" Ziweixingjun asked.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired!"
With that said, Zhuo Wen took out a spiritual ring and handed it to Ziwei Xingjun: "Brother Ziwei, this spiritual ring contains the magic pills I have refined during this period! Not bad!"
"You can distribute it for me based on the list. Before distributing it, be sure to find out who is on the list to avoid people fishing in troubled waters. I need to go back to retreat for a period of time, so I won't go out with you!"
After Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he re-entered the room.
In the past few months, Zhuo Wen had been refining the magic elixir almost day and night, and his mind was almost exhausted. He was so tired that he had to take a good rest.
Seeing Zhuo Wen re-entering the room, Ziwei Xingjun did not disturb him too much, but took the spiritual ring and left the place.
Zhuo Wen returned to the room and fell asleep immediately.
The mental drain on him was so terrible that apart from sleeping, it was impossible to recover from normal meditation.
Zhuo Wen slept for ten days and nights before finally waking up.
When he opened the door, he found Ziwei Xingjun, Suoyinda, the snake-faced man and other powerful people in the canyon standing outside his door.
When they saw Zhuo Wen opening the door, they all looked relaxed.
"What's wrong? Why are everyone standing outside my door?" Zhuo Wen said in surprise.
Suoyinda stepped forward respectfully and said: "Master Zhuo, the truth is, we are entangled in the issue of when to leave Phoenix Purgatory, and we can't make up our minds."
"So, I came here specifically to ask for your opinion!"
"You haven't swallowed the magic pill yet, have you?" Zhuo Wen asked with a frown.
"Yes, because after we swallow the magic pill, we have to start a period of retreat. At that time, the time when we will leave the retreat is uncertain, so we plan to set the time to leave Phoenix Purgatory first, and then decide to retreat!" Suoyinda smiled flatteringly.
road.
"Well, I understand, you can go into seclusion! When you come out of seclusion, it will be time to leave Phoenix Purgatory!" Zhuo Wen said.