C1142 So His Name Is Beixuan

"Eh? There's no fragrance at all?"

"This quality doesn't seem to be very good. It doesn't even have fifty to sixty percent of what is available on the market?"

Regardless of whether it was the alchemists present or the elders and disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect, they all discovered that the quality of the pills in Ning Qi's hands seemed to be very, very low