Chapter 38 Trifolium cocos

"Can we two try it?" In the crowd, there are still people who hold on.

Two burly men walked side by side, with no blades in their hands and no fierce scars on their faces, but with the blatant killing intent on their bodies alone, they looked like seasoned mercenaries.

"Name, strength?" The deserted woman found a table by the door and sat down, and behind her stood a strong man with a knife, looking at the two calmly.

"Zhou Cheng, Second Grade Yuan Master"

"Zhou Feng, Sanpin Yuan Master"

The deserted woman didn't speak again, but the strong man behind her asked the two to reveal a few words before they were included in the team.

Immediately afterwards, another person joined the team, who was also a second-grade Yuan Master, but looking at that childish appearance, compared to Yu Yang, he was not a few years older.

Seeing the group leaving in frustration, Yu Yang couldn't do it, if he was sent to the door like this, even if he immediately set off to bury the bones, he would not be able to exit safely.

On the three broken parchment scrolls, although there is a complete map, it can be called a forbidden place for the burial ground of gods and demons, and Yu Yang doesn't want to ruin the days when he lives for only a few months.

At the other end of the long street, most of them are stalls, and a piece of cloth is placed on the ground, and the land is enclosed according to the scope of the cloth, and in a short time, this land is an area that can be traded.

In the town, there are enforcers from the mercenary main altar, and the people who trade freely here will not usually fight, otherwise, they will be immediately besieged by the entire mercenary main altar.

Mercenaries, what they do are all the business of licking blood on the knife edge, and it is also the righteousness that comes out of the blood, this rule is also set by the mercenaries, if anyone disobeys, it is asking for hardship.

"Three hundred years of astragalus, increasing qi and blood, nourishing meridians, can refine Huangjie pills, and sell them cheaply on the spot."

"Bruises, one Hui Yuan Dan, let you immediately return to your peak state, only ten lower grade spirit stones are needed."

On both sides of the street, from time to time there are passing mercenaries stop and bargain with the stall people, Yu Yang went straight all the way, with his current net worth, before going out, he exchanged all the contributions on his body for yuan stones, 20,000 contribution points, one point can be exchanged for a lower grade yuan stone, more than 20,000 lower grade yuan stone net worth, is already quite rich.

It's just that he doesn't look down on these things, and he also retreats to ordinary things and consumes accumulated resources.

"Three hundred years of astragalus" muttered in his mouth, and memories of the past kept coming to Yu Yang's mind.

Within the wasteland, growing for a hundred years, it is a yellow-level elixir, and after a thousand years, it will become a Xuan-level elixir, and for 10,000 years, it will be an earth-level elixir, and a 100,000-year-old heaven-level elixir is extinct in this world. Even if there is, it is in the ancient secret realm of ten deaths.

The two quenched elixirs before could make him break through, saying that he was not impressed, it was fake, Yu Yang's ears moved slightly, and he listened to all the content of the bargain.

"Fifteen thousand lower grade spirit stones, in the place where mercenaries gather, the price of elixirs and healing elixirs has been speculated to sky-high prices, mercenaries who do not have the roots of the sect, if they want to obtain weapons and elixirs on weekdays, it is even more difficult, if they can encounter a rare elixir, most of them are also taken by themselves, and if they can have an extra cultivation, they can increase the chance of surviving in the wild." Yu Yang shook his head, looked at the person who stepped forward to ask for the price, and didn't move his feet for a long time, and then he knew that he had no hope of obtaining the elixir.

Suddenly, the thunder and lightning clouds in the dantian trembled slightly, and Yu Yang's silent footsteps continued to move forward, turning his head, but the corner of his gaze was on a stall to recover the rope.

The stall owner, a thin-faced teenager with a somewhat whitish shirt, stared closely at the passers-by, as if he was worried about the sale of the dozens of things under his feet.

Yu Yang glanced at it roughly, and his heart was secretly bitter, except for the previous fluctuation, the old man in the dantian did not react, these dozens of things, it is impossible for him to find them one by one.

"What does this brother want to see, the shop is full of genuine items." The emaciated young man was keenly aware of Yu Yang's nostalgic gaze on his stall, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately asked.

"The method of refining this spell is really unfamiliar." Yu Yang squatted down and reached out to pick up a stack of talismans, the light cyan wind blade technique was just the most advanced yellow-rank low-grade talisman, which could only kill and injure some rookies who had just stepped into the Yuanshi rank, of course, when facing the beasts in the wild, they could release a large number of them, and the group killing ability was amazing.

"Ahem, this is practiced by my sister, she only advanced to a first-order talisman master not long ago." The boy smiled awkwardly.

"Hey, this is a fragment of a princely soldier?" Yu Yang picked up a piece of dark iron, but it was unusually heavy.

"Obtained from a cave on the periphery of the Great Wilderness Mountain, five hundred Yuan Stones, you take it." The boy blinked and smiled.

"The broken princely soldiers don't have the ability to sacrifice and take off, but they can be integrated into the psychic soldiers and increase their spiritual charm." Yu Yang's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes continued to scan the other items on the stall, but his palm refused to leave the piece of iron.

"Three hundred lower grade yuan stones, it can't be too low." The boy gritted his teeth.

"Two hundred, and I'll pick two more." Yu Yang didn't give an inch.

"Deal." After all, the boy has no confidence, these things are in his own hands, and he can't sell them for a long time, and it's rare that someone is willing to bid, if he doesn't sell, he doesn't know when he will have another buyer.

Yu Yang casually took a brute cow bone in his hand, browsed the stall with a bitter look in his eyes, and finally landed on a simple palm-sized stone.

After paying the spirit stone, Yu Yang walked through the crowd, opened an upper room in the inn facing the street, entered the room, and immediately took out the gray stone.

"It's not a refining material, it's not a yuan stone, it's not the core of a yuan beast?" Yu Yang muttered in his mouth, some powerful Yuan Beasts, who have been absorbing the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth all year round, can form a core in their bodies, but it is difficult to see in the bodies of ordinary Yuan Beasts.

A ray of electricity came out of his fingertips and fell on the stones.

"Click" Yu Yang was dumbfounded, and watched as the stone cracked through the middle, revealing a tiny seed.

Cyan, full of vibrant turquoise seeds, at this moment to break through the barrier of the stone, it turned out to be in the palm of the Yang, germinating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then growing shoots, gradually pulling up half a foot, separating three small leaves, a refreshing medicinal fragrance, into Yu Yang's nose, just can't help but sniff slightly, the blood of the whole body rises, Yu Yang only feels that the fatigue of running down the mountain is gone at this moment.

"Poria grass?" Yu Yang is no stranger to this thing, even in the previous market, along the stalls on both sides, you can find a lot of these things, but most of the Poria grass, but for decades, even the Yellow Rank Elixir is not counted.

However, once this thing has passed a hundred years, it has entered the grade, and its value has increased dozens of times, as we all know, in the wasteland, the elixir is respected for longevity, and when it reaches a very high level, the longevity of the ancestors of the sect and the seat of the family heritage are very important.

At that point, it is too difficult to break through, so you can only use the treasures of heaven and earth to increase your lifespan, escort your family, and deter the sect, and you can continue to pursue the slim path of cultivation.

"Could it be that this seed is just sealed in this stone, but although thunder and lightning have the ability to destroy, how can it make dead wood survive, I don't know how long this seed has been in the stone, it's really rare." Yu Yang carefully held the three-leaf cocos in his palm, and looked down to count the annual rings at the roots of the grass.

"A round of a hundred years, this is the identification method of Poria cocos grass after it enters the ranks, hey, there are ninety circles?" Yu Yang shuddered, is this thing actually nine thousand years old?

"I thought that you were accidentally transferred into the stone and sealed, but it seems that it was an elixir that was sealed by a strong man in the early years." Yu Yang's heart moved slightly, and he reached out to pick up the stones on the ground.

The erosion of the years, the top is already smooth, looking at the smooth traces on it, Yu Yang secretly guessed that this thing must be living in the water all the year round, after the impact of flowing water, it is so smooth, if it is in the wild, the side by the soil, it should be wider.

Carefully packed the three-leaf Poria cocos grass with a brocade box, this is a high-grade elixir of the Xuan Rank, if it is valuable, it is enough to look down on 100,000 lower-grade Yuan Stones.

When he came to the stall of the emaciated young man before, Yu Yang was also difficult to find him, so he had to sigh secretly and turn around and go home.

But when he returned to the inn, behind the lobby, many people pointed upstairs, and the younger two who came and went looked at Yu Yang quietly, and only whispered when he walked by.

A strange thing was remembered by Yu Yang, and he went up to the second floor, and in front of the door, he finally found an abnormality.

Footprints, wet footprints, very messy stepping into his room, and, along the side of the door, straight into the door.

"Has anyone been here?" Yu Yang's brows furrowed slightly, and he reached out to push the door open.

"Which bastard kid dares to break into Lao Tzu's room, isn't he looking for death?" In the house, the sound of scolding sounded, and on the couch opposite, a man and a woman, who were rolling under the quilt, with a tuft of black hair on their chests, bowed their bodies, maintained the previous posture, jumped off the bed suddenly, casually pulled a cloth belt around their waists, lifted a short axe from the side of the bed, and walked towards Yu Yang.

"This looks like my room." Yu Yang calmly walked into the room, sat down at the table, picked up the teapot on the table casually, slapped his palm, and the four teacups that were upside down on the side of the teapot turned over in the air and landed on the table, just as a stream of tea fell from the sky.

The fragrance of tea was overflowing, and Yu Yang's lips were close to the edge of the teacup, blowing hot air, and pecking lightly.

"Boy, this room is occupied by my Niu Er, get out of here, it's late, don't blame me for being ruthless." Niu Er has been a mercenary for many years, so he can naturally see some means, just Yu Yang's hand made his heart tremble, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

After a pause, his tone changed from murderous to exhortation.