Zhang Long shook his head and said, "My fourth brother has already told me about you just now, for you, maybe the blood condensation flower is very important, but for me, the blood condensation flower is far less than my life." I will let the fourth brother give it to you later, but I still owe you a favor, and I hope that you don't refuse, little brother. ”

Leng Xuan saw that Zhang Long's attitude was sincere and resolute, so he nodded and said, "Thank you for being an old man." ”

The three of them returned to the hut, Leng Xuan and Zhang Long sat down and chatted casually, while Zhang Qian made a cup of tea for the two of them. I only heard Zhang Qian say: "Little brother, the blood condensation flower will only appear when the sun rises in the morning, so please wait for a while, I will go and pick the blood clotting flower for you early tomorrow morning." ”

Leng Xuan was overjoyed, this blood condensation flower was finally in his hands, and he smiled: "Mr. Zhang, thank you very much." ”

At night, although there is only one bed in the hut, all three of them are cultivators, so they can find a place to rest. Leng Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground covered with animal fluff and began a night of cultivation. The next morning, he heard a hint of movement, so he opened his eyes, it turned out that Zhang Qian was about to go out, so he immediately got up and said hello.

Zhang Qian saw that Leng Xuan was up, so he smiled and said, "Little brother, you are up, I am about to pick that blood condensation flower, do you want to go with me to see it?"

Leng Xuan naturally nodded again and again when he heard this, he naturally would not let go of this kind of opportunity, as long as he was a person who cultivated the truth, he was afraid that he would not miss the strange thing that wanted to see the blood condensation flower with his own eyes. Following behind Zhang Qian, the two walked out of the hut and walked towards the foot of a mountain peak. At this moment, it was the time when the morning sun was rising, and a large amount of spiritual energy had gathered in the mountain, Leng Xuan took a deep breath, only to feel relaxed and happy, indescribably comfortable.

Under the leadership of Zhang Qian, Leng Xuan came to the bottom of a huge mountain rock, and he found that there were many gaps under the mountain rock, and many small plants were growing around it. And next to a crack in the stone, he saw a pale red mark, according to Long Lingzi, it should be the impurities spit out by the blood condensation flower. Zhang Qian told Leng Xuan to stand near the crack in the stone, not to move, not to make a sound, while he took out a small bamboo tube from behind him and unscrewed the lid. Leng Xuan saw that the bamboo tube contained an unknown liquid, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Zhang, what is in here?"

Zhang Qian said with a smile: "That blood condensation flower is a strange thing in heaven and earth, it has grown for thousands of years, and it has already become a essence. If it finds any movement when it comes out to absorb the aura of heaven and earth later, it will immediately retract. In my bamboo tube, there is a kind of salt water, which is the counterpart of the blood condensation flower. As long as you splash this salt water on the blood clotting flower, it will make it lose its sense and ability to move for a short time. And only by taking this opportunity can we successfully pick it. ”

Leng Xuan nodded secretly when he heard this, he didn't expect that there was so much attention to it. The two waited for a while, and the aura of heaven and earth reached its fullest. Leng Xuan finally noticed that there was movement in the crack in the stone, and saw a blood-red leaf coming out of the crack in the stone. The leaf seemed to be surveying its surroundings, and when it was certain that there was no danger, several other leaves and a bright red flower, as red as blood, emerged from the crack in the stone.