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Since that strange dream, nothing strange has happened to Hua Lixiao's body, and as time passes, it is getting closer and closer to the condensation of the second Brahman.

Early morning a week later.

At the beginning of the dawn of the sky, Hua Lixiao had already turned over and got out of bed to prepare the day's meals, but found that there was not much firewood for making a fire.

"Alas, it looks like I'm going up the mountain again to chop wood today. Hua Li Xiao said bitterly.

Hua Lixiao's daily life is nothing more than cultivation, cooking, and sleeping. Only when the family runs out of firewood and rice, Hua Lixiao will set off from the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain to cut firewood and dig some wild vegetables or something by the way. If he happened to come across some medicinal herbs, Hua Lixiao would pick them and sell them to the nearest town to buy some food and daily necessities. But most of the medicinal materials that can really be bought at a good price are "Brahma Ling". Although it is not uncommon to have medicinal materials of the Van Ling level, they are not everywhere, and the few plants collected in a day can only barely make a living if they are sold for sale. Therefore, Hua Lixiao's daily life is very poor.

By the time we had finished breakfast, it was almost dawn. Hua Lixiao carried a bamboo basket on his back and a firewood knife in his hand, and set off from his home to the depths of the mountains and forests.

The abandoned mountain road is really difficult to walk. Thorns were everywhere, overgrown with weeds, and within an hour of entering the mountain, there were several scars on Birch Xiao's legs, hands, and even face. But what made Hua Lixiao strange was that the wound seemed to be a "red line", but in fact there was no real blood flowing out.

Suddenly, Birch's footsteps stopped abruptly, and his eyes stayed in a direction not far away—a plant that seemed to be a fruit was hidden in the grass. The birch got closer to Xiao and saw its true face: it was a plant about two feet tall, green all over. Surprisingly, the green on the plant was a very full, delicate green, green dazzling, and at the top of the plant, a green pearl-sized fruit hung out.

Intuition told Hua Lixiao: That plant is by no means simple, it must have reached the level of "Brahman Spirit".

Birch Xiao immediately walked forward quickly, crouched down in front of the plant, and gently dug the plant out of the soil with small twigs.

Birch left Xiao to dig for half an hour. The plant was completely dug out of the ground. As soon as the roots of the plant are detached from the ground, the small green fruit at the top of the plant is detached from the plant and falls off. Birch left Xiao's hand and caught it.

Holding the herb in his hand, Hua Li Xiao faintly felt a clear Sanskrit Qi seeping out of the plant and burrowing into Hua Li Xiao's palm.

The medicinal herbs that Hua Lixiao had collected before had never given him such a feeling.

Hua Lixiao's eyes turned to the fruit he was holding in his other hand. Strangely, on that crystal bead-shaped fruit, Hua Lixiao did not feel any fluctuations. I only felt a slight chill.

But Hua Lixiao did not doubt the power it contained, after all, the medicinal materials that produced it had reached the level of "Brahma Spirit". Then the essence produced must not be an ordinary thing.

Hua Li Xiao took out a delicate and small golden silk box from himself, which was his mother's relic. Hua Lixiao opened it, and inside it was padded with delicate red silk. Hua Lixiao put the little green fruit into the box, put it away, and put the plant into the back basket, and continued to walk deeper into the forest.

Hua Li Xiao went to bed early after returning home that day, and the next morning, when the first rays of dawn appeared in the distant sky, Hua Li Xiao had already turned over and got out of bed, he had something more important than cultivation today. After breakfast, Hua Lixiao carried the medicinal materials collected in the past half a month, dared to go to the market thirty miles away, and took the herbs to the market to sell in pharmacies in exchange for enough "Fanhua coupons".

"Sanskrit coupons" is a widely circulated currency in the Sanskrit world, and it is also Sanskrit Qi, which is condensed by a special production process and has its special means of distinguishing authenticity. And "the Sanskrit coupon only needs to be burned with natural fire, and it can be re-transformed into a more pure Sanskrit qi to absorb."

Hua ran all the way from Xiao, and it took about an hour to arrive at the nearest small city to his residence, Beiji. At this moment, the sky is already bright, and Hua Lixiao no longer stays, passing through the city gate, looking at the bazaar.

Although Beiji is a small city, the so-called sparrows are small and have all kinds of organs. In the Northern Castle, there is also a market of considerable scale. There was also everything in it, and Hua Lixiao set his sights on a nondescript pharmacy in the bazaar and walked towards it.

Hua Lixiao often sells his herbs here, the shop is not large, the decoration is simple, giving people a sense of vicissitudes.

Entering the store, hundreds of small medicine cabinets are "clustered" in those large medicine cabinets, blocking people's view, and not far from the door, there is an easy chair and a small table. On weekdays, there is always a gray-haired old man leaning on an easy chair, sipping tea and squinting for a nap.

Hua Li Xiao recognized him, he was the owner of this pharmacy, with a white sex, and after getting acquainted, Hua Li Xiao called him Grandpa Bai.

As usual, after Hua Li approached the pharmacy, he saw this scene again.

Hua Lixiao, who was accustomed to it, was not annoyed, but just stood quietly aside.

After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up and stretched, and then patted Hua Lixiao's shoulder and said, "It's you kid again." Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it and see what you've gotten these days." ”

Hua Li Xiao smiled, said no more, and took out all the herbs he had brought with him. Except, of course, yesterday's fruit.

"Rehmannia whiskers, purple ginseng, broken intestine grass, tsk, although these are also medicinal materials, but the distance from the 'Fan Ling' is still not small,"

"But—"

The old man's tone paused, and he picked up the emerald green medicinal herb that Hua Lixiao had picked up yesterday, and said, "This medicinal herb is not bad. “

"Then may I ask Grandpa Bai what kind of medicinal herb this is?"

The old man smiled, "You kid is lucky this time, this is a medicinal herb that has reached the level of 'Brahma Spirit', called 'Shengxuan Cao'.

"Raw Grass?"

"That's right, this is a kind of medicinal herb that is from the first to the third grade of the mortal rank. It belongs to 'life''.

"Mortal, raw?"

"Ignorant boy," the old man couldn't help but glance at Hua Lixiao, and then said slowly, "The medicinal materials can only be regarded as entering the hall when they reach the 'Brahma Spirit', and the 'Brahma Spirit' was originally a 'mortal' product, and then a 'extreme' product, and each product has a nine-order division, the first order is the lowest, and every time it goes up, the Sanskrit Qi contained in the 'Brahma Spirit' and the purity of the Brahma Qi will have a huge increase, and this kind of 'Brahma Spirit' will become more and more rare,"

"Of course, in addition to the level of the grade, the medicinal materials also have attributes. Different attributes have different effects on different cultivations, and this raw herb is a 'sheng'. Generally speaking, the Sanskrit qi contained in the medicinal materials of this attribute is relatively pure, full of vitality, and almost beneficial and harmless to the body, so it is often used to build the foundation of Sanskrit qi in the body, revive the dead, etc. The raw herb is one of the rarer medicinal materials. “

"But Grandpa Bai," Hua Lixiao couldn't help but ask, "Doesn't it mean that the rarity of medicinal herbs shouldn't be determined by grade? ”

"Hehe, if it is based on the amount of Sanskrit qi it contains, whether it is pure or not, and whether it has other benefits, it can indeed only be regarded as average. However, what is rare is not raw Xuancao, but—" Bai Lao paused, and then said word by word:

"Sheng Xuandan. ”

"Sheng Xuandan?"

"That's right, Shengxuandan," Bai Lao stroked his beard and said, "Every Shengxuancao has the opportunity to contain a Shengxuandan, which takes Shengxuancao as the mother, and absorbs the pure heaven and earth Brahma Qi delivered by Shengxuancao for a long time, and over time, it is condensed into a Dan."

Hua Li Xiao stood behind Bai Lao, staring at the figure not far away with his back to him, thoughtful。。。。。。