I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

He Ronger returned to her room, locked the door, and took out the tobacco bottle she had gotten from Uncle Li.

He Ronger looked at the pipe from left to right, but could not see any clues.

"Is this really a tobacco pot? Why do I feel a very familiar smell coming from it?"

Finally she had to give up.

Putting the pipe aside, He Ronger took out the book "Collection of Alchemy Prescriptions" and started looking through it.

When she first got the book, she had seen the recipe for the Hualing Pill.

Just now I only noticed that one of the herbs was different. Now I think about it, it seems that not only the herb is different, but also the refining method written in the pill recipe given by He Lian'er is a bit wrong.

But she couldn't tell what was wrong. So she thought about looking for a book to read.

Soon she turned to the page about the Spiritual Elixir based on her memory, and finally saw a line of small words in the lower left corner.

After He Ronger saw the line of words clearly, her pupils suddenly shrank. She quickly closed the book and went to find Zou Mubai.

Who knew there was a knock on the door, "Rong'er, are you there?"

It’s Zou Mubai’s voice!

He Ronger quickly opened the door and let the person in: "Uncle Zou, I was just about to look for you. The recipe that Uncle Master is holding..."

"There's something wrong with the recipe!" Zou Mubai said quickly.

He Ronger didn't expect that Uncle Zou had also discovered the problem, and the two smiled at each other.

"Uncle Zou, how did you discover that there was something wrong with the recipe?" He Ronger asked curiously.

"Although I'm not an alchemist, I've taken a lot of pills. The recipe says to put all the pills in according to the properties of the five elements. I've heard of this. But at the end, they have to add a cold marrow branch to refine it. I don't think it's right."

"Yes, I just saw in the book of pill recipes that there is a kind of herb that looks very similar to the Tranquilizing Flower, but its effects are completely different. That herb is the Cold Marrow Branch. It is said that the herb can also absorb demonic energy. If the pill made from it is taken over time, it will cause the cultivator's mind to become unstable, and even lead to demonic possession."

Zou Mubai nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems that the origin of this pill recipe is not simple."

No one knows where He Lian'er got this magic pill recipe from, and what her intention is.

"Uncle Zou, do you think we should stop our great-grandmaster from refining pills?" He Ronger asked anxiously.

"That's fine. They can refine the pills if they want. One or two pills won't be of much use. I can take this opportunity to look up the origin of the recipe."

Hearing Zou Mubai say this, He Ronger felt a little relieved.

Just as Zou Mubai finished speaking and was about to leave, he turned around and saw something glowing on the table, "This is..."

He walked over involuntarily.

He Ronger turned around and saw the glowing place. He followed with a puzzled look on his face. Finally, he pointed at the thing on the table and opened his mouth in surprise. After a long time, he said: "This... Isn't this the tobacco pipe I just brought back? But just now I clearly..."

There is clearly nothing abnormal.

Zou Mubai looked at the tobacco pipe that flickered on and off, and reached out his hand to touch it, but he saw that the small thing that had been lying quietly on the table suddenly flew up and flew directly into He Ronger's sleeve.

How come this tobacco pipe is alive?

He Ronger was frightened by this sudden scene and instinctively wanted to shake off the little thing in her sleeves.

But the tobacco pipe seemed to have intelligence and hid in the innermost compartment of the sleeve and refused to come out.

This left He Ronger speechless.

"Uncle Master, it won't come out!" He Rong'er said with a bitter face, "It won't do any harm to me, right?"

Zou Mubai's mouth twitched, but he quickly regained his composure. He pointed to the "Compendium of Alchemy Recipes" that was originally placed under the tobacco pipe on the table and said, "I guess it's because of this that it's alive."

He Ronger looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, she saw a strange pattern on the book. It was not obvious unless you looked closely, but if you looked closely, you would find that the pattern was somewhat like the runes drawn on talismans.

"Could it be that this tobacco pipe can also be used to make medicine?" He Ronger blurted out.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the tobacco pipe in her sleeve suddenly shook violently a few times, as if responding to her.

Zou Mubai didn't know the reason, but he just felt a familiar breath from the tobacco pipe, which was somewhat similar to Xiu Wen a thousand years ago.

"Since this thing likes you, just take it. Maybe you'll know after you sign the contract."

Even if it was Xiu Wen's thing, he would have no objection to giving it to Rong'er.

He Ronger was excited: "Is it possible? What should I do?"

"Just find a way to drip your blood on it. But..." But it seems not easy for it to keep hiding.

Before Zou Mubai could finish his words, he saw the small tobacco pipe coming out from He Ronger's sleeve and flew directly into her palm.

"Rong'er, bleed quickly!"

He Ronger quickly bit her finger and wiped it on the tobacco bottle.

After the blood was absorbed, the entire tobacco bottle burst into a golden light, and then the tobacco bottle changed shape.

Looking at the "tobacco pot" in the air that was getting bigger and bigger and more and more familiar in shape, He Ronger and Zou Mubai were both stunned.

This is actually an alchemy furnace!

Zou Mubai looked at the familiar patterns on the alchemy furnace and an excited look appeared on his face.

Xiu Wen really had good intentions. He actually used his own spiritual power to seal the alchemy furnace just to give Rong'er a surprise.

After the golden light faded, He Ronger looked at the golden alchemy furnace in front of her, speechless.

"Uncle Zou, can I not have this alchemy furnace?"

This alchemy furnace is too flashy. Even a local tycoon wouldn't dare to be so ostentatious. It doesn't match her usual low-key style.

Zou Mubai didn't expect He Rong'er to say this, so he explained, "Are you sure? This alchemy furnace is not ordinary. It is a high-quality spiritual weapon refined by a top-level refiner. Although it is not as good as a divine weapon, it is also a rare treasure."

"Is it really that powerful?"

Zou Mubai nodded.

The alchemy furnace in the air kept jumping up and down, as if saying "Yes, yes, I am really awesome".

"But this alchemy furnace is too shiny. Will people miss it if I take it out?" Although she said so, there was still disdain in He Ronger's eyes.

The furnace had already signed a contract with He Rong'er, so it naturally sensed its master's thoughts. It emitted a white light once again, and when it reappeared, it had become an old furnace covered in bronze rust, and even the patterns on it had become unclear because of the rust.

He Ronger's eyes lit up: "You can also transform?"

The alchemy furnace jumped up and down.

"Can you be smaller?"

The alchemy furnace in front of her was as big as a big pot. She was small in stature and liked smaller ones.

The alchemy furnace transformed again, becoming a furnace that glowed with the luster of fine iron and was about the size of a large bowl.

He Ronger smiled with satisfaction.