章節 1181: Dragon Fragrant Pill

The Desolate Ancient Ruins, inside the python's cave.

It was dark without a single ray of light. The air was emitting a rotten smell, and animal bones could be seen everywhere.

"Big Yellow, have you found it?" Ou Yangming asked.

Not far away, Big Yellow quickly jumped back. He had a transparent plant in his mouth, and his tail was wagging. He looked very happy.

Looking at the thing in Big Yellow's mouth, Ou Yangming's eyes were filled with surprise and joy. He was no longer an ignorant fellow in the path of alchemy.

"A Grade 6 spiritual herb, an Icicle Flower."

'Isn't this one of the main ingredients to refine the Dragon Fragrant Pill?'

In the Truth of Alchemy, there were many records of the refining methods of many high-grade pills. The Dragon Fragrant Pill was one of them. Even the poorest Dragon Fragrant Pill could have 5 times the effect of the Dragon Fragrant Herb.