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Yun Yi instantly figured out the caravan's thoughts, resented in his heart, and dodged the sneak attack of the sharp arrow in a flash. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a sound of surprise in the caravan, as if Yun Yi's reaction had exceeded their expectations.

Yun Yi looked at them with a frown, took a deep breath, and reluctantly suppressed the fire in his heart. If you can't make any mistakes, getting to Chaos Town as soon as possible is the top priority.

He made out the path, and the avenue was flanked by low, sparse trees, and there was something mysterious in the night. He walked straight inside, regardless of whether it was dangerous or not.

He just wanted to get around the caravan, he didn't want to clash with them, there was no need.

He could endure humiliation and burden, but the caravan did not dare to sit idly by.

Most of the mountain bandits robbed the road is this road, and there are people in the back to find out, and information is transmitted through flying birds, and there are people in front of them to respond. This is also the reason why as soon as the cloud wing is spotted, it immediately shoots an arrow warning.

As soon as Yun Yi stepped into the bushes on the side of the road, three people from the caravan hurried to stop him.

"Damn, I'm sick. ”

Yun Yi wondered, why didn't these people stick to it?

It can only be said that he was a little unlucky, the timing of his appearance was not right, he went on the road alone in the middle of the night, and if he said that he wanted nothing, no one would believe it. And he also had to act at night, he didn't want the Baiyao Gate to know that he was selling pills privately, nor did he want people to go to Wuyang Stream to find him without seeing anyone.

So, he's pressed for time.

He urged Yun Xing to walk, and his body quickly turned into an afterimage. In the world of red leaves, his unique footwork is a little insufficient. The cultivators here are also cultivating the five systems of aura, and their speed is not slow.

Three swishing figures followed.

Seeing them chasing closely, Yun Yi was a little speechless, but he didn't mean to make a move. He had bypassed the caravan and returned to the avenue again.

Love to chase or not. He seems to be open-minded, but in fact he is very painful. The true yuan that has been accumulated with great difficulty, but it has to be used to escape, this group of eight kings is too bad.

He ran into the night, and the next three people gave up after some deliberation. The caravan became more cautious.

After walking for more than ten miles, seeing that no one was chasing behind him, Yun Yi hurriedly removed Yun Xingbu, which consumed too much true yuan and couldn't afford to play.

Just as he was about to stride forward quickly, he suddenly found that he had broken into a dense mountain forest. It's black, and there seem to be mountain bandits lurking inside.

"Ouch!" he grimaced, secretly calling out bad luck.

But here, naturally you can't go backwards, let's go hard.

He thought so and did so, his legs turned into hot wheels, and he ran wildly, just trying to get through it as quickly as possible.

There was no one out of the mountains and forests, maybe it was because he was alone, and there was no need to rob. But the three gray-black demon beasts that rushed out were not small, and they were no different from the foals.

Yun Yi took a look, and his heart trembled, it was actually a red-eyed wolf. This thing needs to be fast, to have attack power, and it likes group battles, if it is really entangled, then it will leave in peace.

Run! He immediately urged Gang's energy. This thing is much easier to use than the real element, at least it belongs to the physical power.

He ran wildly in front, and the red-eyed wolf chased after him. After all, two legs are invincible to four legs, and seeing that he was about to run out of the dense forest, three wolves surrounded him, and each of them was eager to try.

Then let's fight.

Lin armor quickly spread all over his body, dressing him up like a demon beast. "Shenlong Gang Jue" is not practiced in vain, although he has not tempered his physical body for a long time.

The red-eyed wolf pounced, clenched his fists and smashed them into it.

The wolf's claws gripped his arm, leaving two white marks. His fist slammed into the wolf's head. In the miserable howl, he landed heavily and rolled twice.

Blood flowed from the wolf's mouth, and it seemed to be mixed with a sharp wolf tooth. It grunted and got up, staring nervously at Yunyi, and with a low groan in its mouth, but it didn't dare to step forward.

Seeing this, Yun Yi was very relieved. It seems that his combat power is not bad.

The other two attacked at the same time, and Yun Yi played a trick, and as soon as they pounced, he urged the realm. With two thuds, the red-eyed wolf slammed into the boundary barrier.

Before he could bounce off, he lifted his foot and kicked it. The two wolves howled miserably and flew into the dense forest on both sides like stray bullets.

He waved his hand and ran out of the dense forest with a relaxed expression.

The two-hundred-mile road is not long or short, but it is enough to limit the number of mountain bandits. When he arrived in Chaostown, he never encountered any more robbers.

It was already dawn.

Chaos Town is not chaotic, and it is even more organized than expected. The houses on both sides of the street are very neat, or small buildings made of stone or wood are very distinctive, as if to inform outsiders that this is more affluent.

The streets were wide, three or four feet long, and six carriages marched side by side. It doesn't seem to work either, and the streets are lined with stalls. Behind the stall is the shop.

Many people have already taken to the streets, and the hot morning sun casts figures on the ground, and pedestrians unceremoniously stomp on people's heads.

Yun Yi stood on the side of the road and observed for a while, blending in with the crowd and carefully looking at the plaques of the shops. It seems that pills cannot be purchased at roadside stalls, and the shops are more reliable.

There are really a lot of shops selling medicinal herbs, but the scale is large and small.

Yunyi chose a relatively large one, named 'Jishizhai'.

As soon as you enter the door, the aroma of medicinal herbs comes to your face. Yun Yi recognized it slightly, and couldn't help pouting, the medicinal materials that could be displayed were really bargains.

He went to the counter and looked at a gray-bearded, spirited old gentleman.

The old man looked up at him, "The young man wants to buy medicine?"

"Do you want to take the pill?" Yun Yi was unusually crisp.

"Take it out and take a look. The old man said.

Yun Yi placed two small porcelain vases on the counter, which contained the Cleansing Pill and the Awakening Pill respectively.

The old man glanced at Yun Yi again, copied the vial, opened the lid, sniffed lightly and asked casually, "Alchemist?"

Yun Yi smiled, unwilling to answer, and pointed to the vial: "How?"

The old man poured the pill into his palm, looked at it carefully, and said, "The quality is not bad, Dan Ming?"

"Wash the pulse pill. ”

The old man nodded noncommittally, picked up the second bottle, smelled it first, looked at it and then asked.

After tasting it, he looked at Yun Yi, "It's all like this, how many are there?"

"One hundred grains each. ”

"Hmm. The old man nodded, left the counter, walked to the back door and shouted to the back: "Please come over, someone sells the Pulse Cleansing Pill and the Awakening God Pill." ”

Hearing this, Yun Yi was speechless. This old guy pretended to look at it, it seemed to be a character, it turned out to be a fake trick, and he would really delay his efforts.

The flower seniors are here, middle-aged, with red faces and white teeth, and an elegant temperament.

He came to the counter without hurry, carefully observed the elixir, nodded at the old man, and walked to the back door, and the old man chased after him quickly.

The two muttered in a low voice for a while, and the old man returned to Yun Yi, "What price do you want to sell?"

This stumped Yun Yi, how could he know the price of the pill. He tentatively held out a finger.

"A medium-grade spirit stone?" the old man shook his head in confirmation, "It's expensive, it's not worth the price." ”

When he said this, Yun Yi breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that there is some talking. He spread his hands, "No, forget it, I'll find another house, I still have thousands of them." ”

After speaking, he picked up the porcelain vase and was about to leave.

The old man hurriedly shouted, "Okay, it's up to you." ”

Seeing him so simply, Yun Yi was a little skeptical that the price he asked for was too low.

Spirit stones are hard currency in the red leaf world, and the difference between low-grade spirit stones and medium-grade spirit stones lies in the content of spiritual energy inside. The exchange ratio is generally one hundred to one.

After the smooth handover, Yun Yi walked out of the pharmacy and came to the street in the old man's farewell words of 'welcome again'.

There are more people.

He mingled with the crowd and searched for a shop selling treasures and books.

The 'Treasure Cabinet' came into his sights. Very imposing shop with guards in front of the door.

He walked in and saw on the shelves a mix of old and new books. There are boxing, footwork, medical books, and naturally there is no shortage of alchemy books.

"I'll take a look at the "General Outline of Medicinal Herbs" and "The Essence of Alchemy". ”

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man, waving his hand, "Either buy it or don't buy it, you can't look at it." ”

Yun Yi froze for a moment, and then realized that the store should have concerns. Cultivators are not ordinary people, they have a good memory, and they can memorize all seven or eight after reading a book.

"How much are two copies?"

"Two hundred medium-grade spirit stones. ”

Yun Yi was depressed and wanted to scold, Lao Tzu was tired and tired to earn two hundred, you just scavenged my two broken books, did you eavesdrop on me selling pills?

He hesitated, but still paid.

The "General Compendium of Medicinal Herbs" is relatively thick, with three or four hundred pages.

"The Essence of Alchemy" is much thinner, only seventy or eighty pages.

As soon as Yun Yi went out, he squatted in the corner of the wall with "The Essence of Alchemy" and read it.

"The Essence of Alchemy" is written by Feng Tongnan, and I don't know where it is. Yun Yi is not impressed, let alone recognized.

Just looking at the first few pages, he concluded that the book was worth it, not nonsense.

He looked at it very carefully, just because he had some doubts in his heart, it was obviously the strength of the middle level of the Enlightenment Realm, why was the elixir refined only two pills? Why could some pills automatically advance and some would regress?

In the book he found the answer. Looking at the text, he scolded himself for being stupid.

Feng Tongnan said that the root of the pill comes from the rules of heaven and earth, and the medicinal materials listed in the pill deal with the secrets of the human body. And refining the elixir coincides with the many variations in the human body.

After all, the elixir is used on people, which is a crucial key point.

He also preached that the changes in the elixir were too numerous to count. Ten years of medicinal materials can be made into medicine, a hundred years can also be used, and a thousand years can naturally be done. The question is how to use the essence of medicinal herbs on the human body without causing damage to the physical body.

This has the choice of taking the essence of the dregs, not all medicinal materials have to take their essence, the fittest is good, it is a good policy. After all, the ingredients of the pill are made of collocation, and there needs to be appropriate compromise and accommodation.

He also gave an example of refining a hundred-year-old pill with thousand-year-old medicinal materials, which must have a trade-off. The medicinal properties of the thousand-year-old herbs are too strong, which will not only suppress the medicinal properties of other herbs, but also harm the person who takes them.

In order to avoid this tragic situation, it is necessary to artificially extract part of the medicinal properties, that is, to take the essence of the dross. The process of refining the elixir was also more cumbersome, but the final effect of the elixir remained unchanged.

In this way, there is a suspicion that it is not good to get twice the result with half the effort and work hard. Therefore, the alchemist should choose medicinal materials with 'the fittest for good' as the highest criterion.

Yun Yi read these words repeatedly, and suddenly felt a feeling of opening up.

When he was on the island of exile, he was able to refine the Cloud Mist Pill, but the pill was aimed at cultivators below the Holy Rank, but it was not of much use to the King or Emperor level. However, the two-pattern pill refined by Lan Feng of the Hundred Medicine Gate was aimed at masters above the emperor level.

There is an essential difference between the two.

Besides, the Pulse Washing Pill and the Awakening Pill that were refined before, although they are also two-pattern pills, but the audience is ordinary people, and their medicinal properties are different from those refined by Lan Feng, which is almost incomparable.

There are grades of pills, and you can see from the name that they are general.

Yun Yi realized at this time that the two pills he had refined before actually had prefixes, and the word fan was the most straightforward evaluation.

To figure out this problem thoroughly, he picked up the "Alchemy Essence", and it took long enough to come out, and it was time to go back.

Under the sun, the street is full of vendors. The journey back was smoother, at least there were no robbers.

He secretly wondered, if the robbers only came out at night, the looted goods might not be able to sustain their daily use, right?

Today's light was very good, and he rarely relaxed, and walked out of the mountain stream with the futon in his arms.

He originally thought of selling the pill and buying two new bedding, but the two books emptied his pocket. The Hundred Medicine Gate is stingy again, and he doesn't issue new ones, so he can only reluctantly continue to use them.

The weather is good, just in the sun.

As soon as he threw the futon on the grass, the thin bamboo, which was like a hemp pole, came down from the mountain road and shouted at him: "Senior Brother Yun, what did you do before, I've been looking for you several times." ”

Yun Yi pointed to the futon, "I went to the supervisor, I wanted to change two beds, but I didn't find anyone." ”

These words resonated with Kongzhu, and he complained: "Such a big sect is too small, and only two sets of clothes are issued a year, and the bedding is not warm." We men can't wash it off. Alas, what a disappointment. ”

Yun Yi looked at his bitter and hateful appearance, and said with a smile: "You weren't fat in the first place, but now it's really no different from bamboo." ”

Kongzhu spouted, "Grass his grandmother is a ball, Lao Tzu really doesn't want to mix it up." Outside, we are all masters of the masters, but here we are the most inconspicuous turtle grandsons, what a fucking nest. ”

"Then you go. Yun Yi teased.

Kong Zhu shook his head, "Looking at those ordinary people, it's like looking at ants, there is no energy, and there is no rush." At least I know that there are people who are stronger than us, and it feels uncomfortable to be cold in high places. ”

Yun Yi agreed. Perhaps this is also the reason why practitioners are reluctant to stop. Stopping and looking around is the weak, and in the long run, my heart is as lonely as snow.

It is better to be a phoenix tail than a chicken head, which is the true portrayal of a cultivator.

"You should have something to do here, right?" would never come here to complain for no reason.

Kong Zhu patted his brows, "I almost forgot, Hong Leba asked me to remind you that you will participate in the annual festival in three days." It's on the martial arts field between the inner and outer gates. ”

"Is it a sacrifice from the Divine Power Temple?" Yun Yi took seriously.

Kongzhu nodded, "It's held every year, but fortunately, no one dies." ”

Huh?Yun Yi frowned, "The sacrifice is not dead yet?"

"Of course not. Kongzhu looked at him, quite puzzled, "You don't even know this, do you?"

Yun Yi shook his head.

Kongzhu pointed at him, "Go out for a walk more, it's too lonely and unheard." In a sect like ours, even if it is sacrificed, it is of little use. Elect the people first, raise it, and I can't say that there will be stronger masters next year. ”

Yun Yi suddenly realized, it turned out to be like this. That's a good way to do it. I just wonder if it will backfire? )