Yan Yun heard this, but did not show the disappointment. Instead, he looked calm and said slowly:
"Daoyou does not need to be anxious. It is not attached to the finished piophale. If the seeds or young grass of these elixir are also willing to exchange at a high price."
After a little hesitant hesitant, the demon woman did not immediately refuse the proposal, just said:
"If so, it is not completely unable to find it. It is quite troublesome. There is no such thing in my hands."
In a quiet mountain forest, Yanyun was exposed, and he said to the demon woman in front of him:
"As long as you can really collect that thing, you will definitely come here again and exchange with Taoist friends."
The demon woman nodded slightly and responded calmly:
"I can only try this matter. After all, it is quite scarlet, even the seeds and seedlings are extremely scarce on weekdays, and few people are willing to sell."
"However, if I really found these things, I wonder what kind of items would I exchange with me?"
"If it is a spirit stone, Taoist friends may be disappointed. Even if the high -end spiritual stone, it will not be scarce."
Yan Yun heard this that his expression was as usual, but his lips moved slightly, and he quietly passed the words in the past.
The demon woman in the black qi surrounded by suddenly shocked, and her tone was full of surprises:
"What! You really have thousands of years of elixir!"
Yan Yun smiled slightly and said calmly:
"As long as Daoyou can find what I need, take out these spiritual things from the bottom of the bottom."
After the demon woman first was surprised, there was another doubt that it was glowing:
"With these precious elixir, why don't you use it to prepare elixir yourself, why bother to exchange these ordinary things with me?"
Daoyou said that when he came here again, he would bring the needed items to exchange, and handed it to the demon woman with a three thousand years of elixir as a deposit.
The demon woman initially doubted the intention of mysterious Taoist friends, but after some inspection, it was confirmed that the items in the wooden box were indeed a elixir.
She coldly questioned whether mysterious Taoist friends would no longer come back after getting things, and mysterious Taoist friends responded with a sincere attitude, expressing her sincerity and paying attention to the transaction.
"You really show sincerity, but what you ask for is difficult to get in the short term. You need to give me a few years. At that time, I will collect two or three types for you."
The woman politely put away the wooden box and said confidently.
"In this way, Yan is waiting for the good sound."
Yan Yun was happy in his heart, holding his fists with his hands. As far as he is concerned, thousands of years of elixir are not uncommon, in exchange for each other's trust, it is not a problem.
He was convinced that his promised Wannian Spiritual Pill was enough to make the Hua Xing Demon's wholeheartedly find what he needed for him.
For Yan Yun, it is undoubtedly the most suitable strategy to do a low -key and unwilling to attract attention in the human race.
After the demon woman nodded, she turned and left without speaking.
Yan Yun slightly narrowed his eyes, staring at the faintly visible slender figure in the black gas, and then turned to the entrance to the hall, as if he planned to leave here. But when he walked to the stalls of the first person's monk, his eyes were swept across a emerald green branch, and his footsteps stopped involuntarily. After a little hesitant, he turned to the monk.
Yan Yun slowly stepped to the booth and asked indifferently: "Can Taoist notify this thing?" The words did not fall, he grabbed one hand, and the emerald green branches were photographed in his hands. Pass it on it.
"The origin of this thing is quite strange. It is the old man who witnessed a thunderstorm and landed on a dead spiritwood. Then he germinated and grows, forming this festival."
"As for its specific origin and use, the old man is not very clear."
There was a hoarse and old voice in Bai Xia. It seems that the stall owner should be an old man.
Yan Yun frowned slightly, repeatedly playing the spiritual wood with one hand, and murmured in his mouth: "Tian Lei becomes wood, it is interesting."
The old man smiled and said:
"It is indeed strange, but the thunder contained in this thing is too overbearing. It can neither absorb refining and refining in the body, nor can it be used for the refiners. Perhaps among the demon clan, some people are interested in this. "
In a quiet place of practice, a Yanyun wearing a plain coat put a piece of thunder that exudes strange light in his hand.
He looked indifferent, as if all things in the world couldn't enter his eyes. Only the Thunder Mu could lead him for a moment to stop.
"Oh, nothing." Yan Yun looked up slightly, revealing a little curiosity in his eyes,
"Practice a little bit of thunder and lightning down, and I am a little curious about this strange thing. What does Taoist intend to use this thing?"
His voice was calm and calm, and each word seemed to be with intangible power.
Among Bai Xia, an old man froze for a moment. He looked up and down carefully, and his deep eyes seemed to penetrate everything.
After a while, he slowly said in a hoarse voice:
"Although the real use of this thunder wood has not been found underneath, this kind of spiritual wood formed by Tianda's high value is unpredictable."
"The old man is refining a furnace‘ Qianyuan Dan ’recently, and there is still a few five thousand years of spiritual grass that is not limited."
"If Daoyou can provide a plant, this piece of spiritual wood will return to you. Of course, if the Taoist has a top -order spirit stone or other treasures of the same value, the old man will not refuse."
Yan Yun's heart was slightly stunned, and the look on his face became gloomy instantly.
He secretly thought about it, how did the old man know that he had a elixir?
It seemed to notice what Yanyun thought, and the old man said lowly:
"Daoyou doesn't have to be surprised. There are some small magical powers in the bottom, and the sense of smell far beyond ordinary people."
"Only in the wooden box that you took out with the woman of the demon family, the medicine incense revealed was a little bit smelled."
"That's a spiritual medicine that is about 3,000 years. So it is easy to take out these elixir, presumably the elixir friends who are more than 5,000 years will also be possible."
Yan Yun couldn't help feeling a little helpless.
He did hear that there is a profound method in the Buddhist gate, which can significantly enhance the five -knowledge perception ability of practitioners. Among them, such as his heart, thousands of miles, and smooth ears, all are models of such methods.
The Ming and Qing dynasties he cultivated to some extent were also a concrete manifestation of this method, but it has not yet reached the unbelievable realm in the legend.
After clarifying the ins and outs of things in my heart, Yan Yun's expression gradually relaxed, and slowly said:
"It turns out. Since Taoyou has clearly pointed out that the required things are the elixir, I happen to have a plant at hand, and please see if it is necessary to use it."
After that, Yan Yun raised his hand without hesitation, a white light flashed, and a rectangular wooden box appeared, and he was gently thrown into the other party.
Seeing this, the old man flashed in his eyes, and he did not expect that Yan Yun agreed his conditions so quickly. He quickly took the wooden box, opened the lid to a hurry, and then closed the lid quickly.
"Yes, this is indeed 5,000 years of elixir, which is suitable for my alchemy." The old man looked away with joy.
Seeing this scene, Yan Yun rose slightly, and the wicker in his hand disappeared gently.
Then he hugged his fist slightly, and turned away without a word.
After all, in the face of these old -fashioned people, it is not good, but may cause unnecessary trouble.
After Yan Yun left the Taixuan Hall, he turned around in other places in Fang City.
He has Tongtian Lingbao and countless eliminates, and it is naturally difficult for these things to attract his attention.
Therefore, after a few hours, he returned to the Blue Stone Tower and entered the quiet room where the team was located.
As soon as he entered the quiet room, Yan Yun immediately exerted the method of living in the entire room for the rest of the quiet room to prevent others from disturbing.
However, even so, Yan Yun was still a little uneasy, and she gave several spell light of different colors, and she did not enter the four corners of the still room to enhance protection.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Then, he told his hands, a layer of white light curtain appeared on the stone wall, completely covering the possibility of peeping from the outside world.
At this point, Yan Yun took his heart, sitting on his knees on the futon, waved with one hand, a half -foot -long, thumb -thick thundermi appeared in his hands.
This thunderwood color is green and different, and the surface has small vortex -like lines, which makes people feel in it at a glance.
In Taixuan Hall, Yan Yun failed to explore this thing carefully.
Now, he starts to use his fingertips to gently stroke the thunderbolt strips, and at the same time close his eyes to try to feel the mystery.
The lightning power under the scratch epidermis is extremely violent, but it can be condensed into the current form, which is really amazing.
Yan Yun secretly thought about his eyes, opened his eyes again, his hands flickered, and he began to slowly inject a trace of spiritual power.
As soon as I injected a little, the branches trembled slightly, and a rebound suddenly appeared, rebounding all spiritual power.
Yan Yun's heart flashed in his heart, and the blue mang in his hand gradually dazzled.
During the tremor, the branches were glowing a faint white light, which flickered with the blue mang in the hands of Yanyun, but the two were completely incompatible.
After a while, there was a buzzing sound between the two kinds of light.
Yan Yun frowned, waved with one hand, and the blue mang in his hand disappeared instantly.
Obviously, continuing to increase spiritual power injection may be able to irrigate it, but the branches itself will also be destroyed.
With the experience of Yan Yun, it is naturally not limited to this method to study this thing.
He grabbed the palm of the branches, and a series of thunderous sounds suddenly came out, and the golden electric wire emerged, and the branches instantly enveloped the branches.
In the jump of the gold arc, the branches are not moving without any abnormalities.
Yan Yun did not show a frustrated look. After all, if it can really develop the results so easily, the predecessor will not regard it as useless.
He suddenly threw the branches in his hand in the air, and the branches immediately suspended in the air.
Subsequently, his fingers were bombarded slightly, and a golden sword gas shot out, precisely cut in the middle of the branch.
With a low sound of thunderous, the white light arc flashed, and the branches were divided into two, and it fell to the ground gently.
Yan Yun grabbed one hand without hesitation, and the two cuts were instantly taken in his hands.
Sweeping his eyes, I saw a piece of silver.
Yan Yun's eyes flickered, and under the stare, it was found that the so -called silver white facts were intertwined by countless slender wires, forming a amazing weird pattern.
The degree of complexity and fineness beyond extraordinary!
If it wasn't for his body, I was probably impossible to detect the strangeness at all.
In a blink of an eye, a layer of emerald green light appeared at the silver surface at the off -end, which instantly turned the two disabled branches into two independent branches. This scene shocked Yan Yun.
In the practice of Xianxia's way, the control of the power of thunder and lightning is extremely unpredictable. Yan Yun controlled the arc and condensed the formation of lightning, which was one of the magical powers he was good at. However, the power of lightning is refined to such a subtle level and showing it a wonderful state of beyond imagination, but this is the state he has never imagined before.
Compared to his previous use of the use of evil spirits, the god of wicked gods into power grids and condensed into electric balls, the complexity of the situation this time is simply not the same. Its exquisiteness, I don't know how many times higher than before. This unique means of manipulation of God reached a amazing height. Without sufficient power control ability, it is difficult to achieve such fine operations.
At this time, Yan Yun held two branches in his hand, bowed his head slightly, and fell into thought. After a moment, his eyes flashed suddenly, and a finger was in the void of one of the branches. Suddenly, the golden light flickered, and the cut -off branches were cut into two again.
However, Yanyun, who had long been prepared, responded quickly. I saw that he was slightly moved, and one of the branches immediately appeared under his eyelids, and the silver -white incision was clearly exposed. In the eyes of Yan Yun's eyes, Lan Mang was large, and his eyes stared at the scene of the break, his face was full of dignity. What surprised him was that although it was also a silver -white incision, the pattern made of electric wire on it was very different from what he saw for the first time.
After a while, the incision of the branches was gradually covered by a layer of emerald green.
Seeing this, Yan Yun slowly closed his eyes, as if he was trying to figure out the mystery contained in it.
Yan Yun's hands flew up like a phantom, and the slender sword light flickered, cut off the branches in his hand and carefully observed.
He focuses on those repeated lightning patterns. Once a new lightning pattern is found, he looks at the old pattern.
In an instant, half -rooted branches have been cut into countless small pieces, scattered to the ground.
When Yan Yun showed his understanding expression, he sprayed another sword light, changed his direction, and began to cut the remaining half -rooted branches from the middle.
In the flashes of silver light, these half branches are neatly divided into two parts of the same size.
Then, he continued to observe carefully, and continued to pop up with a golden sword, and finally cut the half of the thunderwood into a pile of thin pieces. The thinnest part is almost like white paper.
Although these thunder wreckage still maintains extremely stable state and obviously contains powerful and abnormal lightning power, they do not have any signs of explosion.
At this point, Yan Yun flipped his palm, and a white jade appeared in his hand. (End of this chapter)