Hong Siyuan is a dart master, and he also has a lot of experience following the division commander, and at this moment he turned into a medicine boy of Mountain Thirteen, and went to Huoxian City, the largest city in the eastern region, with the business trip.

Along the way, Shan 13 taught some knowledge of medicinal materials to Hong Siyuan, and even some common knowledge of human bones was also imparted, so the boring journey was not so lonely.

The people in the eastern part of Chizhou are fierce, advocating force, and people carrying weapons can be seen everywhere, and there have been several groups of bandits robbing the road along the way, and they have been beaten by the guards of the dart master.

From time to time, small groups left, and new people joined, and in just one month, they came to Xifeng Town, the outer periphery of Fire Immortal City, where they needed temporary supplies.

Shan 13 took Hong Siyuan into the town, walked around casually, found a pharmacy, and asked Hong Siyuan to select some medicinal materials, which were used by his apprentices.

This pick almost took away most of the medicinal materials, and the boss saw that he was a big customer, and immediately greeted him with a smile, and even took out the treasure of the town store.

"Distinguished guests, please see, this is the store has been treasured for many years and thousands of years of Ganoderma lucidum, as soon as I see the two of them, I know that it is a big deal, otherwise I am reluctant to take it out!"

Hong Siyuan looked at Ganoderma lucidum with surprise, it is said that eating a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum can make his power soar, and now it suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was a little excited.

Shan Thirteen didn't care about it originally, an ordinary town in the mortal world, where there is any precious Lingzhi, it is purely a bluffing thing. But as the box opened, a faint medicinal fragrance came to the face, and there was a refreshing feeling.

Hong Siyuan's face involuntarily turned rosy, his breath changed again and again, and his internal strength had improved a little.

Shan Thirteen couldn't help but look surprised, his spiritual sense swept away, and he judged the year of Ganoderma lucidum, which was definitely more than a thousand years, and it was more than enough to refine the second-grade pill.

What a jewel of dust!

Shan 13 asked, "Boss, how can this thousand-year-old Lingzhi be sold?"

When the boss saw it, he was overjoyed: "One price, 50,000 taels of gold." ”

Shan Thirteen heard this price, it was very cheap! There was also an exchange ratio between gold and spar, one fine stone was ten taels of gold, and if it was a spar, it would be one spar one thousand taels of gold.

Most of the thousand-year-old spirit plants are above 100 spars, not to mention that the Lingzhi in front of them is even older, and it is normal to sell 200 spars.

It was normal to carefully inspect the Ganoderma lucidum and check the boss's expression, and then he accepted the payment, and asked by the way: "Does the boss know the medicinal herbs of blood condensation grass, potpourri fruit, and dark night vine?"

"I haven't heard of the Blood Condensation Grass or the Night Vine, but I've heard someone mention it before, so let me think about it-"

Shan 13 couldn't help but be excited, he really had no intention of inserting willows and willows, and waited for the boss's reply with anticipation, but he didn't expect this opportunity.

"Distinguished guest, I remember, thirty years ago, I saw an auction with my father, where all the things bought and sold were used by immortals, and the flavored medicinal herbs were auctioned for a sky-high price of 10 million taels of gold, yes, it was a hundred leaf fruit!"

The boss was a little vague before, but in the end, he was categorical and confirmed the matter.

Shan Thirteen nodded, 10 million taels of gold, which is also a thousand spars, which is a little cheaper than imagined, and it is estimated that the price fluctuations are a little bigger away from Xiuzhen here.

"Oh, so the boss knows where the auction is?"

"Xifeng Mountain, not far from here, there is a Taoist temple on the mountain, but there were immortals stationed in the past, I don't know what happened later, it was abandoned!"

Shan Thirteen got the clue, paid off the money and went straight to Xifeng Mountain.

Xifeng Mountain, the peak is not high, but the environment is elegant, the grass and green vines can be seen everywhere, a fresh meaning of nature. Walking on the slightly deserted mountain road, Shan Thirteen sensed several faint fluctuations in True Qi.

There are monks!

Shan Thirteen followed the direction and immediately checked, and the two figures behind him quietly followed, both of them were innate realms, but a hundred meters in front of his left, a monk who had just stepped into the Qi cultivation period was looking for something in the water.

Shan 13 gestured to Hong Siyuan, his body moved, and the two landed on the tall tree next to him, Hong Siyuan estimated that he was away from the ground for the first time, his little face turned pale, and he laughed at himself in embarrassment.

"Dead camel, the man is gone!"

The two figures that followed were exposed in front of Shan Thirteen, both of them were men in their forties and fifties, one with a scarred face and the other with a hunchback, but the murderous aura exuded by their bodies showed that neither of them was good at stubble.

"Hmph, Xifeng Mountain is so big, can it fly out?" The hunchbacked man looked around after speaking, and of course he also looked up, but how could Mountain Thirteen let him see it.

"Look for it, after eating this big fat sheep, it's enough to live happily for several years!" After speaking, the two went deep into the woods, rummaging for a while, and the scope of the search became larger and larger, until they were no longer visible.

Hong Siyuan just wanted to move, Shan Thirteen made a booing motion, and the two people who searched met the monk in the Qi training period, who was being hunted down at the moment.

The hunchback's back had been cut open, and it was gurgling outwards with blood, but the blood was black in color, and a foul smell could be smelled across the mountains and mountains, which was poisonous blood.

Immediately took out a poison-repelling pill and stuffed it into Hong Siyuan's mouth, which expelled the toxins that had infiltrated his body.

I underestimated this hunchback, it seemed that this toxin prevented the Qi cultivation period cultivator from chasing and killing, but it was only to stop it. The Qi cultivation period monk was a half-hundred-year-old man, waving the short staff in his hand, and swept away the splatters of poisonous blood one by one, getting closer and closer.

Phew-

A bright light was emitted from the hunchback's hand, forming a red wolf head in the air, which persisted for a long time.

The hunchback turned around, revealing a hideous madness, and even slashed several knives on his body, and the whole person rushed towards the half-hundred-year-old man, looking like he had died together.

"Haha, just because you also want to get the treasure of the old man of Xifeng, this is our Blood Wolf Gang, go die!"

Ahh

The hunchback didn't rush out a few steps, but it was wrapped in a one-person-high ball of flames, and suddenly turned into a burning man, falling to the ground and flipping a few times, without a sound.

Shan Thirteen recognized that this was the simplest flame talisman, and he had a lot of it on himself, and it was definitely a life-killing weapon against the innate cultivator, but the half-hundred-year-old man was a little reluctant to use it.

The treasure of the old man of West Peak?

Shan 13 carefully recalled what the hunchback said before he died, and the owner of the medicinal herb shop also said that the auction that year was presided over by Xi Fengzi, the owner of the Taoist temple, what is the connection?

The hunting wind sounded, and dozens of figures flew in, although the strength was not too high, but so many monks, Mountain Thirteen was still a little excited, and a small black dot appeared at the foot of the mountain, crawling towards the mountain at a very fast speed.

A banner several feet high was waving in the wind, and the huge blood-colored wolf head roared wantonly, and a faint murderous aura squeezed towards the mountain peak.

The half-hundred-year-old man did not panic in the slightest, but slowly entered the water where he had just stayed, and continued to look for something.

Shan 13 touched his chin, fell into deep thought, and said in his heart: "It's getting more and more interesting!"