Chapter 743: Third Grade Inner Sensing Pills
With Yang Chen’s current level of alchemy and the power of the profound spirit Furnace, refining a furnace of third grade inner sensing pills is just a matter of time. In the past, it took two years to refine a batch of inner sensing pills, but now it takes half a year, and it’s still third grade pills.
However, Yang Chen did not end at the third grade, but collected a part of the third grade inner sensing pills, and then continued to refine the rest at the fourth grade. Part of it was refined into fifth grade pills, in one refining process, there are third grade, fourth grade and fifth grade inner sensing pills that came out of the future. It’s enough for the few people in his family.
After all the pills were refined, it took almost two years. However, the inner sensing pills have already been upgraded from the second grade to the fifth grade, which was a full upgrade of three grades.
Looking at the pills in front of him, Yang Chen suddenly had a premonition that these pills might not be so easy to swallow. The second grade inner sensing pills can improve people’s senses so much, what is the concept of the third grade? Not to mention the fifth grade. There was no other way, even if the pills had been taken out, Tao Junqi cannot be allowed to take it first.
After much deliberation, Yang Chen could only grit his teeth, picked up a third grade inner sensing pill, put it in his mouth, and at the same time placed a restraint around him to isolate all sounds.
Boom, with a stream of heat passing from Yang Chen’s mouth to his inner organs, everything he saw suddenly became extremely dazzling. Yang Chen understood that this was the first improvement in his eyesight, followed by the terrifying sound like thunder.
The sound of a regular heartbeat is even more uncomfortable than the thunder. The loud rumbling sound heard in the ear has completely suppressed the sound of blood flowing through the blood vessels in the body that has already made him very sad. It felt like his mind was about to explode.
Just as Yang Chen expected at the beginning, the friction between the clothes and the skin on his body seemed to be torture. Even in the blood vessels, it seemed that what flowed was not blood, but small knives. There was a feeling of being hacked into pieces.