C402 Unformed pill

The pill refining room was as hot and stuffy as a boiler room, and the outside was also affected. The old Daoist, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was sweating profusely.

In the Pill Refining Room, Lin Yiyuan was in an even more sorry state. Sweat was rolling down his body, his Spirit Dao Robe was completely soaked in water, with a twist, he could squeeze out water from it