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Day of Concocting: Three

Five days later.

"Grand Elder, the Five Souls Golden Sun Grass!"

Lin Jingyu frowned, his gaze was still fixed on the blazing fire beneath the pill furnace, only to see that he did not move his head, and directly said to the Grand Master Liyan beside him, who was seated cross legged like him.

At this time, Lin Jingyu had not closed his eyes for five days