Practicing for one night made him full of energy and full of strength.

When I came inside the house and stretched my body, every inch of my body heard a series of popping sounds, like fried beans.

“Comfortable!”

After getting familiar with the new power, he stepped out of the house.

The old weirdo has been waiting for a long time, sitting on the big stone at the door as usual.

"I've met senior!"

Liu Wuxie bowed politely to the old monster.

"Come with me!"

The old geek glanced at Liu Wuxie strangely, and then walked toward the arc-top building.

The inside was completely cleared, and both the iron barrels and the steamer baskets had disappeared. Even the cages where ferocious beasts were kept were also cleared away.

Instead, there were various broken weapons and dark elixirs scattered on the ground. There were probably nearly a thousand kinds of elixirs and more than 500 weapons.

"Did you see these weapons and elixirs?"

The old monster pointed to the weapons and pills scattered on the ground and asked Liu Wuxie.

"Um!"

Liu Wuxie nodded, confused.

"Starting today, you have to repair all the weapons and elixirs here. When will the repairs be completed, and when will you be able to leave this house."

After the old geek finished speaking, regardless of whether Liu Wuxie agreed or disagreed, he turned and left.

"Bang!"

The door was completely closed, and Liu Wuxie was cut off from contact with the outside world.

No matter how hard he knocked on the door, the old man was indifferent.

Since I can't leave, I can only do what the old geek asked me to do. If I can't do it, the old geek doesn't know what trouble he will make.

"Strange, did the old geek discover that I know the art of cultivating spirits?"

I picked up a weapon casually. It was rusty and very old.

Although the Miscellaneous Service Hall repaired some weapons, those weapons only suffered minor damage and can be repaired.

Some of the weapons in front of Liu Wuxie were broken, and some had lost their spirituality. For him to repair them, wouldn't it be a difficult task for others?

"If the old geezer knew that I knew the art of cultivating spirits, why didn't he expose me?"

Various mysteries plague Liu Wuxie.

Thinking that he has been secretly refining the elixir in the house these days, it is impossible for the old geek to not notice it at all.

With the old weirdo's cultivation, he could see everything within a radius of ten thousand meters, and every move he made was under his control.

He shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.

The most important thing at hand is to repair these things.

As long as you persist for half a month, you will be completely free.

Picking up a worn-out elixir, a small piece was missing, and the entire elixir was dim and dull. Holding it in your hand was like holding a piece of mud.

Such elixirs can no longer be called waste elixirs, but mud.

Except that there is still a trace of medicinal properties left in it, it is no different from mud.
Chapter completed!