Lin Xuan held the Red Silk Grass in his hand and released his divine sense. Since this was his first time purifying medicinal herbs, he was exceptionally cautious.
This was a new attempt!
After entering the late Spirit Agility stage, Lin Xuan's divine sense had strengthened further. He had become exceedingly adept at using the Blue Light Spots; by now, he had purified several thousand pills.
But finished pills were surely different from fresh medicinal herbs. Lin Xuan could only slowly feel his way forward once more.
He gathered the Blue Light Spots and guided them slowly along his meridians. They flowed out through the palm of his right hand, leaving his body and entering the air.
Back when Lin Xuan had first begun purifying pills, once the blue light left his body, he could no longer control it and could only let nature take its course. Some drifted away on the wind, while only a small portion entered the pills to purify them. It was clearly an enormous waste.
But there had been no helping it. Lin Xuan had been too weak then. Trying to manipulate intangible, formless light spots from afar had been asking too much. Now, however, he had entered the late Spirit Agility stage, and his divine sense had greatly strengthened. Though he had not yet learned the Spirit Control Technique, he had already cultivated the Object Manipulation Technique to its peak.
Borrowing the method used to control Spirit Tools, he attached his divine sense to the blue light. This way, although the light spots were exposed to the air, they remained gathered instead of scattering, shifting according to Lin Xuan's will.
He slowly sent the light spots into the herb. At the same time, Lin Xuan split off a portion of his divine sense to