C757 Siphon

September. The cool breeze was getting colder and colder. Withered leaves were dancing on the ground.

In the depths of the Wuji Sect, many elders and deacons had gathered in an ancient palace. Even the old man who was guarding the library had arrived.

In the center of the palace, there was a crimson pill furnace. Within the pill furnace, there was boiling water