A stone the size of a fist was cut, and immediately, Yin Yanwan smelled a fragrance, like an orchid and musk, refreshing, almost drunk to the bones.

Needless to say, the mere fact that such a strong fragrance overflows from the stone is destined to be a rare rarity in the world.

Even the Great Sage of Wei Yi, who was secretly observing, his cloudy eyes were no longer dull, and he obviously showed a look of surprise, first the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, then the Taiyin Sun, and now the miraculous means of the Source Technique.

To tell the truth, he had not seen such an amazing young man for thousands of years—a two-hundred-year-old saint-lord-level figure in the era of difficult times, with an incomparably solid foundation, and a true source of enlightenment.

In the moment of the old sage's thoughts, Meng Fan peeled off the stone skin, revealing a pink fruit inside, although it was only the size of half a fist, it was not cracked in any way, and the fragrance was intoxicating.

And at the moment when it was completely peeled out, the holy artifact Yin Yang Gourd appeared, and it was directly sealed, so as not to lose the essence in it and escape into the air.

Without letting Yin Yanwan, the master of the Guanghan Palace, ask, Meng Fan took the initiative to introduce:

"This medicine is called Renyuan Fruit, there are many wonders, and it can be refined into the hands of people who are good at Dan Dao. Although I am not proficient, relying on the secret art of inheritance and the Bagua Furnace for inheritance, at least I can prolong the life of a person who cuts the path by eighty to one hundred and twenty years, and even if the sages take it, they can increase their lifespan by three or four years. ”

Refining the elixir and prolonging life.

This is absolutely rare!

You must know that the ordinary elixir is of no great use to this kind of character, and only special artifacts can be of some help to the powerhouses of this level.

In addition, compared to the Dan Dao technique, looking at the universe, which force can compare to the Eight Views Palace?

In the mythological era alone, the Nine Turns Golden Pill that can continue the peak emperor's life for two thousand years for Tianzun-level figures, there are complete recipes left in the palace!

Moreover, the heirloom saint soldiers who specialize in alchemy, the Extreme Dao family is not so extravagant.

"That'...... Can I increase my cultivation? This is what Yin Yanwan, a prosperous being, wants to know the most.

"Yes."

Meng Fan nodded and said seriously:

"It is true that the human yuan fruit is cherished, but it cannot be eaten indiscriminately, because it can not only prolong life, but also contains highly poisonous, which needs to be dissolved.

Among them, the fragrant qi has a miraculous effect and can increase cultivation, but the refining process is more cumbersome. ”

Obviously, only an alchemist would divide it so meticulously and make the best use of the substrate.

And the people who deliberately seek this rare fruit are generally old antiques, and they are by no means bothered to increase their cultivation, and their minds are full of only thinking about living for a few more decades, breaking through a small realm, and continuing to fight against death and transformation.

"Don't be stingy, sell a few ...... with me"

Yin Yanwan half-jokingly.

To be honest, this is just to get closer, after all, even if she doesn't cut the way, she can rely on the power of her origin in the future and live for nearly two thousand years, and she is not the kind of old antique that urgently needs to prolong her life.

"I'll give you three grains, anyway, it's also for hand training, and it's not a precious thing, you can refine seventeen or eighteen pieces in one furnace."

As he spoke, Meng Fan spoke to the last gatekeeper of the Tianxuan Holy Land, the Great Sage who was also looking down on the Ancient Star of Life, and said, "Old man, those who see it have a share, and I will also send you two to taste when I see it?" ”

"Okay, you young people are kind, and it won't be beautiful for the old man to refuse." The old man was hunched over and weak.

At this point, he was still reluctant to reveal his identity, even though everyone present knew it.

Of course, there is still a hint:

"In this holy city, as long as you sit upright, you don't have to worry about anything."

To be honest, he is not a person without the power to protect himself, and it is a high style and a bright festival not to bully others, but the boss sage has a good intention, Meng Fan naturally will not refuse, and nods with a smile.

At the same time, another selected stone was cut, and a bright white color appeared.

Mutton fat white jade divine iron, saint-level material, snow-white as mutton fat jade, containing divine essence, about half the size of a fist, when refining the holy master-level heavy weapon, add a little to make it more powerful.

It's a pity that Meng Fan doesn't attach much importance to it, he has never refined the Dao Instrument so far, that is, he lacks immortal gold-level divine materials, but this kind of thing is useless in a hurry, among the ancient emperors, there are those who have poor luck, and they have no chance to get it.

Of course, for now, there are still some clues in my mind, but I need to wait until I cut the path before thinking about it......

Ultimately.

At a cost of almost zero, Yin Yanwan, who chose a pile of waste rocks, joined forces with Meng Fan, and made an appointment with Wei Yi's seniors to meet again after a while.

The latter nodded happily to this.

On the ancient streets of Shencheng, pedestrians are still coming and going, and the heavenly palaces on both sides are in pieces.

When you walk around a corner, there is a large lake in front of you, and you see that the lake is blue, like a huge sapphire, set in the ground.

The flow of people is surging, many monks walk on the bank of the river, the willows swing, and the warm wind hits people.

In the lake, the dragon boat and the phoenix pavilion fluttered, and the sound of silk and bamboo came melodiously, and there were mostly young people nearby.

When you look up, you will find that in the depths of the big lake, the sky is full of clouds and mist, and there are many floating boats, as well as some palaces and pavilions, and the scene is not inferior to the drunken immortals of the South Tianmen of the Golden Family.

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During the period, there was a burst of wonderful music, tactful and quiet, and the laughter of a woman floated down, moving people's thoughts.

"Miao Desire, the famous place of Fengyue in the Holy City, not to mention the heritage and strength, Fengyue alone can be ranked in the top three."

"It is said that the relationship between the successive owners of the nunnery and the girls' generation is difficult to explain with some holy sons, and some of those holy sons later became holy masters......"

Out of habit, Meng Fan introduced it seriously, and the name An Miaoyi appeared in his heart.

In the original book, she is quite mysterious, one of the women of Emperor Ye Tian, who lives in a dusty place, practices Buddhism, and is suspected of having a connection with the ruthless emperor, and sets up a plot to plot the bloodline of the kings.

"If I fail, I will fall in the red dust, until one day, I will become the emperor, and then kill all the people related to me, and wash my life of glory and disgrace."

Suddenly, I remembered such a sentence in my heart, and I felt that it was quite individual, but unfortunately the ending was not very good, and the lotus flower was born, and the Buddha's light bathed in the body, but he died of the ambition of Amitabha Buddha the Great, and fell because of the failure of Mount Meru to impact the fairy road.

And Ye Fan, who became the Emperor of Heaven, waited for millions of years and found a similar flower halfway, but no matter how similar it was, it was not a Si person.

"What are you thinking?"

Suddenly, a voice in her ears interrupted her thoughts, and the charming smile on Yin Yanwan's face was still there, her jade fingers pulled her long hair, and she said with a smile:

"Daoist friends don't want to go in and shop, do they? Ziwei doesn't have such a place of wind and moon, and the people of Beidou will enjoy it. ”

"Crape myrtle...... There should be. ”

After coming back to his senses, Meng Fan replied seriously: "I have seen a lot, but it was just a rush passing by when I was preaching. ”

"Do you want to go in and experience some charming red dust?" Yin Yanwan's eyes contained aura, revealing a surging charming smile.

"Forget it, I don't have a relationship with the fairy of Miaoyian, and I just go to drink and taste tea."

As soon as the words fell, Yin Yanwan chuckled, the whole person exuded a crystal brilliance, and the laughter like a silver bell echoed under the sky, she knew very well that people like Meng Fan didn't bother to lie at all.