The price of ordinary herbs is not expensive, but it is easy to solve, but Danfang is a headache.

You must know that the Dan recipes in the major sects are not spread to the outside world, and as a high-level alchemist, they will never reveal their Dan recipes.

Everyone knows that there is a saying that the disciples of the church starve to death of the master.

Therefore, even if it is a low-grade Danfang, it is relatively rare.

Although Elder Miao said that he wanted to teach her the art of alchemy, the precious pill recipe would definitely not be given to her, at most he would teach her the key to the method.

"Look for herbs first, as for the Danfang, I have it here, how many you want. ”

Just as she was distressed, Bi Fang spoke again.

When she returned to the sect with all the items needed for alchemy, she couldn't wait to grab Bi Fang and ask her about her intention to buy the Dan furnace.

"I can't tell for a while, in short, this Dan furnace is by no means as ordinary as you see on the surface, maybe it will only change when you use it. ”

Hearing Bi Fang say this, Chu Yuanyang didn't want to ask too much, and he still retained a trace of curiosity about the Dan Furnace in his heart.

The scorching sun burned the last trace of afterglow, and when the red sunset was waiting, a spiritual artifact shop in the market at the foot of the clear mountain ushered in a hideous old man.

"Really... True... Real person, you... ...... is this?"

Seeing that the old man's face was completely ruined, his eyes were cold, and he looked like a bad comer, he immediately opened his mouth and stammered, and cold sweat flowed.

"Where's the stuff?"

The old man looked around and asked in a cold voice.

The owner of the spiritual weapon shop wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the wide cuffs, and asked inexplicably: "Little... I don't know if it's small... I don't know what the real person refers to, or... Please also tell the truth. ”

Although he is a monk in the foundation building period, compared to the old man, it is simply not enough to see.

The old man glanced at the owner of the spiritual weapon shop unhappily.

The coercion of the high monk suddenly covered the owner of the spiritual weapon shop.

The owner of the spiritual artifact shop immediately chattered his teeth, his legs 'poofed' to his knees, and even his breath was much weaker.

"A golden-brown high-grade offensive immortal weapon. ”

The old man looked away and asked the owner of the artifact shop to speak.

"Really... What the real person refers to can... But a golden-brown treasure knife?" The owner of the spirit weapon shop hung his head very low, not daring to peek at the old man.

"That's good!" The old man listened to the description of the owner of the spirit weapon shop, and his face began to distort: "What about things?"

On that day, he personally gave the treasure knife to Quan Er, and his mark was placed on it, as long as it was not someone who was higher than his cultivation to seize this thing and erase the mark, then he would definitely be able to sense it.

When he found out that Quan Er was killed, he used his divine sense to investigate as soon as possible, and found that he couldn't sense anything, maybe it was that evil thing, and after killing people and seizing treasures, he kept the things in the storage space and didn't take them out to use, so he couldn't sense it.

It wasn't until today that the sword was sold here, and he found out about it, so he hurried over.

The owner of the spiritual weapon shop trembled and quickly got up from the ground, and after falling several times, he finally held a golden-brown giant knife that was more than one person high in both hands and handed it to the old man to check.

"By whom?"

The old man was wrapped in a murderous aura all over his body, and the frightened owner of the spiritual weapon shop almost fell to the ground again.

"The little one, the little one doesn't know!"

"Huh?" the old man's voice seemed to come from his chest, giving people a sense of immediacy shrouded in haze.

The owner of the spiritual weapon shop trembled with fright, and he didn't care about anything else, as if pouring beans, he hurriedly poured out what he knew: "That... The woman was dressed as a member of the Hehuan Sect, and she was ... He is not very old, he has cultivated at the sixth level of qi refining, and his appearance is very beautiful. ”

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be afraid that he would not describe it clearly enough, so he was afraid that the old man would be angry, so he hurriedly added: "By the way, that... That woman's qualifications are extremely poor, is... It's a hybrid root. ”

"Hehuan Sect!" the old man's anger soared, and his cloudy eyes showed monstrous hatred, squeezing out these three words from between his teeth.

The owner of the spiritual weapon shop didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, and tried to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

After a while, the old man walked towards the Hehuan Sect with hatred and anger.

The owner of the spiritual weapon shop was paralyzed on the ground for the rest of his life, and the joy of not waiting for the amnesty to rush to the corners of his mouth, he was stunned and frightened, holding his head and wailing on the ground.

But for a moment, bright red blood drowned in the seven holes, and his body twitched a few times, and then he remained motionless.

A strange and cruel smile appeared on the face of the old man who walked away, and he murmured, "Quan'er, would it be good to send more people to be your father with you?"

"Boom!"

A loud bang came from the small hill on the right side of the Hehuan Sect Main Hall.

"Still doesn't work?"

Chu Yuanyang stared at the smoking octagonal Dan furnace in front of him with a bitter face.

In the past half a month, she has tried alchemy many times, all of which ended in failure to scrap the herbs.

"Alchemy is the most important thing to be calm and calm, and the mind is united, you are too impetuous and the spiritual power is not very good recently, so you naturally can't succeed. ”

Bi Fang's lesson, she is powerless to refute, and for some reason recently, her eyelids are always beating non-stop, and her heart rate doesn't seem to be normal.

"Senior Sister Chu!"

At this moment, someone outside the cave called her eagerly.

As soon as she left the cave, she saw a young man dressed in cloth looking anxiously in her direction.

"What's the matter?" Chu Yuanyang asked suspiciously.

At this moment, her hands were like soft wattles, stained with black medicinal residues, her white cheeks were also covered with black stains from the discarding of herbs, and a few strands of hair were hanging down messily, looking really embarrassed and funny.

Seeing Chu Yuanyang with such a face, the cloth-clothed young man not only didn't feel funny, but he was a little helpless when he spoke, as if he was afraid of arousing her disgust: "I just heard a loud noise, so I..." ”

Chu Yuanyang waved his hand and explained: "It's okay, it's just that I want to practice the art of alchemy and fail." ”

These days, she has tried many times and failed many times, but this cloth boy is the first time that he has come to ask her with such caring words.

The cloth-clothed young man nodded, carefully observed Chu Yuanyang's facial expression, and found that she did not have the slightest displeasure, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

His cultivation was above her, of course, he knew that she was practicing alchemy in the cave these days, but he didn't dare to come over to ask, and even tried to lower his sense of existence and try not to contact her.

Until today, when he heard a loud noise coming from inside the cave again, an idea popped up in his heart.

Since he can't get rid of the fate of the furnace, even if he is sucked away by someone to cultivate, he must find a good owner and have a good relationship with the owner, although he does not expect to get rid of the identity of the furnace, but he is lucky to be able to save his life.

After these days of observation, he found that Senior Sister Chu in front of him seemed to be different from the other disciples in the sect, at least she looked at him without a trace of desire, as if he was no different from the disciples next to her in her eyes.

Although it can be explained that she is a new disciple, she is not very clear about this, but, with his good skin, no matter what, the woman next to her will show or shy, or emotional, or helpless when she sees it... , but she is different.

Senior Sister Chu ....... ”

The young man in cloth lowered his head again and again, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Chu Yuanyang raised his eyebrows and looked at the cloth-clothed young man intently.

The young man seemed to have been very afraid of her all along, and every time he saw her, he either deliberately avoided her or bowed his head and kept silent.

She doesn't seem to have done anything frightening, could it be that her usual expression is too serious?

Thinking so, he showed a smile that he thought was very friendly and asked: "What? If there is something big, you can say it directly, I am not a jackal and a tiger, I can't eat you!"