Self-Cultivation of the Creation Furnace

When Lu Yuan woke up, he was surprised to find that he had traveled through time and turned into an incense burner. Just when he was thinking about his dissatisfaction, he noticed that the chamber pot of his master also had a ray of soul attached to it. Lu Yuan couldn't help but secretly said: Brother, I'm sorry for disturbing you. … "Three kilograms of black iron, four taels of brass, please give me another shovelful of coal. The firepower is a bit lacking." A stainless steel sword comes out of the furnace, and a silly boy takes it to make his way in the world. "One Seven-Star Grass, five drops of Xuantian Spiritual Liquid, one Seven-Aperture Exquisite Fruit..." A realm-breaking pill greeted the thunder, and the master of overcoming the tribulation swallowed it, and immediately flew up. When Lu Yuan transformed into a human and slaughtered everyone in the world of immortality, everyone said that he must have a heaven-defying artifact in his hand, otherwise he would not be so powerful. Lu Yuan would sigh helplessly every time at this time. Who would have thought that brother was his golden finger? I still miss the days when you were not the demon refining pot and I was not the creation furnace! At that time, you were only worthy of catching urine!