Chapter 78: The Treasure of the Town

86_86419 Yan Wu closed his eyes, sank all his mind, and controlled Sheng Yan to carefully follow the path of the retreat of the Xuan Ice aura.

In the process of advancing, Yan Wu found that all the meridians in Qian Yuheng's body actually showed signs of preliminary freezing, and the surrounding of the meridians was ice blue, and Yan Wu's Holy Flame encountered a very big obstacle in its operation.

"It's not very good." Yan Wu's brows furrowed, and at the same time increased the output of Saint Yan.

"Boom!" Another wave of holy flame was injected, and the ice blue around the meridians where the holy flame went all melted, and Yan Wu marched all the way to Qian Yuheng's heart in the direction of Xuan Bing's retreat.

At this time, Yan Wutong Guò Shengyan found that Qian Yuheng's heart was frozen by the cold like an ice cube, although the frozen heart could still beat from time to time, but its beating amplitude was very small, and the frequency was also very low, obviously it couldn't last long.

Yan Wu tried to let Sheng Yan go up to contact the cold air on his heart, but found that this move was very dangerous, it was easy to make Qian Yuheng's heart contract violently and die suddenly in an instant, so Yan Wu didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

Withdrawing Sheng Yan back, Yan Wu opened his eyes.

"What about my father?" Qian Xiaoxiao was anxious.

Yan Wu looked at Qian Xiaoxiao silently, "If there is a fire elixir above the lower grade of the heaven-level, I am thirty percent sure." ”

Zhang Fengnan, who was next to the "hiss......", gasped, what is the concept of a heaven-level low-grade elixir, and its value is enough to buy a rich city in any country.

"This ......" Qian Xiaoxiao's face also became difficult to look at, even if it is a heaven-level lower grade, it is also a heaven-level, although their Qian family has established a business and is rich and rivals the country, but in the face of the priceless heaven-level elixir, they are still a little helpless.

After thinking hard for a long time, Qian Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and called the housekeeper outside the door in: "Purchase heaven-level fire-type elixir from the whole continent, and the reward is ...... It's Xuanbing Pill! ”

"What? Xuan Bing Dan? Zhang Fengnan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"What is the Xuanbing Pill?" Yan Wu looked at Zhang Fengnan strangely, why did this old guy react so much.

Zhang Fengnan swallowed his saliva, "The Xuanbing Pill is the treasure of the Qian family, and its value is not inferior to the heaven-level low-grade elixir, strictly speaking, the Qian family has lost a lot of money in this transaction." ”

"Huh? So powerful. Yan Wu was a little confused, and after talking for a long time, he still didn't say what this Xuanbing Pill was, Yan Wu secretly made up his mind to find this pill after he went back.

"Xuanbing Pill is an elixir that condenses the power of powerful Xuanbing, after taking it, Xuanbing Pill will automatically store zài above your dantian, and after that, as long as you use martial energy to attack, then this attack of yours will be accompanied by the power of Xuanbing." Qian Xiaoxiao seemed to see Yan Wu's doubts, so he explained.

"Can anyone who cultivates any attribute exercise use it?" Yan Wu asked curiously, if it was to cultivate the fire system exercises like him, wouldn't the two opposing energies explode and die if they collided in the body?

"Theoretically, there is no restriction on taking it, because the Xuanbing Pill is an energy independent of the dantian, and it only comes with Xuanbing energy when attacking, and it is not in direct contact, so there should be no conflict. Moreover, it is also recorded in the history books of my Qian family that when a fire-type cultivator takes the Xuanbing Pill, the attack he uses has the special effect of ice and fire. Qian Xiaoxiao explained very confidently.

After hearing this, Yanwu Yan's family lit up, thinking that if he got this Xuanbing Pill, his strength would be much stronger, and then he would have four different powers.

"How many Xuanbing Pills does your Qian family have now?" Yan Wu asked, if there is more, he also wants to buy one, there is nothing else in the concentric ring, the money is still relatively large, and it is okay to exchange it for that artifact dagger.

"How many more? There is only one. This Xuanbing Pill is synthesized by the Xuanbing Crystals that every Martial King Peak Elder refines with his last life before dying after he falls ill, and ten such crystals can be synthesized into one Xuanbing Pill. It seemed that thinking that his father might be like this in the end, Qian Xiaoxiao's expression was a little unnatural, "I really hope that our Qian family will not have such an elixir, as long as my father's illness can be cured......"

"Don't worry, your father will be fine." Yan Wu clenched his fists, and then said goodbye to Qian Xiaoxiao, but Qian Xiaoxiao insisted that the two stay overnight, and set up a banquet to entertain the two. Yan Wu and Zhang Fengnan were at a stalemate, so they had to stay for one night.

After eating the sumptuous dinner invited by Qian Xiaoxiao, the two came to the guest room.

Walking to the door of the guest room, Yan Wu suddenly asked Zhang Fengnan: "Pavilion Master Zhang, do you know how there is a heaven-level fire-based elixir?" ”

"Why do you ask this? I also looked at Qian Yuheng's illness, even if there is a heaven-level fire-based elixir, it may not be cured well, I said you won't fall in love with the little girl of the Qian family, right? After Xiao Nuonuo's illness was cured by Yan Wu, Zhang Fengnan's mood improved, his temper was not so stinky, and he could still make jokes about Yan Wu from time to time.

"Pavilion Master Zhang, what are you talking about, I just want that Xuanbing Pill." Yan Wu lowered his head and frowned, this Xuan Ice is not ordinary ice, and the use of Saint Yan with Yan Wu will definitely make his combat power stronger.

Think about it, the Fire Fist Sutra that Yan Wu has just comprehended, when Yan Wu has one fist is the head of the Fire Tiger and the other fist is the head of the Ice Tiger, this scene is simply a dog......

"This Xuanbing Pill is not easy to take, I don't know where the heaven-level fire elixir is, but there are alien beasts guarding all the elixirs, and going there with your current ability is equivalent to sending them to death." Zhang Fengnan glanced at Yan Wu, the strength of the junior level of the great martial artist was indeed a little reluctant.

"May I ask Pavilion Master Zhang, is the guardian beast a fire-type?" Yan Wu asked.

"Of course it is, the fire-based elixir is naturally a fire-type beast." Zhang Fengnan said disappreciatively, these are all common sense.

"That's okay, please tell me where the location is." Yan Wu looked at Zhang Fengnan with burning eyes, Yan Wu, a fire-based beast, was really not afraid, what flame in this world could beat his Holy Flame?

"Are you crazy?" But Pavilion Master Zhang didn't know this, so he looked at Yan Wu exaggeratedly at the moment: "Do you know what level the alien beast that guards the heaven-level elixir is?" That's no less than a beast of Wuzun, they can kill you in seconds with a single breath. ”

"What? Martial Honorable level beasts? Yan Wu was a little surprised, this is a little difficult to do, because Yan Wu doesn't know how powerful the Wuzun level beast is, even if Yan Wu can be immune to its fire attacks, but it can't withstand those physical damage, if only Yan Wu has tried the power of his grandfather Yan Zhengfeng, at that time, Yan Zhengfeng just blew lightly, and Yan Wu fell directly down to the eaves.

"What do you think? If it weren't for the fact that the guardian beast was really powerful, the heavenly treasure would have been taken away a long time ago. Zhang Fengnan pursed his lips, then opened his guest room and walked in, "Don't move your brains, if the Qian family can acquire a heaven-level fire pill, you can try to save Qian Yuheng." If we can't buy it, we will go back to the academy directly, this is the fate of old money. ”。