Chapter 29: The Search for Medicine
"It's so dangerous, shouldn't I think about retreating?" Having just escaped from the pursuit of the Huangquan Blood Sword Pavilion, and now being wanted by the royal family, Xiao Yun felt as if he had entered a strange circle - killed, fleeing, and dying again.
Looking at the corners of Xiao Yun's slightly upturned mouth, Luo Hu said angrily: "You are getting better and better at joking." β
As soon as these words were said, even Xiao Yun himself was stunned for a moment. Yes, even he didn't notice it himself, as he left the mountain and the pool, and as he walked out of the boring cultivation of daily steps, his whole person became much more cheerful.
Touching the back of his head, Xiao Yun smirked twice.
Seeing this, Luo Hu shook his head helplessly, but sighed in his heart: This is the real boy for your age.
"But if you want to quit now, I'm afraid it's too late. Luo Hu stared at Xiao Yun's immature face, stared at his clear eyes, and his tone suddenly became serious.
Indeed, the current Xiao Yun is already difficult to ride a tiger. He not only killed Liu Sanfeng and killed the Yucheng City Lord's Mansion, but also unveiled the imperial list in public, and he was not allowed to withdraw at all, and the affairs of the royal family were never child's play.
Not only that, but many forces in the open and in the dark have also noticed Xiao Yun, such as the Huangquan Blood Sword Pavilion, such as the secret hand in the royal family that issued a wanted warrant, once these people see the opportunity, they will definitely give Xiao Yun a fatal blow.
Therefore, Xiao Yun and Luo Hu are extremely dangerous on the surface, but in fact, they are the safest at present.
However, Xiao Yun didn't seem to think that much, he chuckled, showed a row of neat teeth, and said, "Don't worry, since I have unveiled the emperor's list, I should do my best." Do not seek to satisfy the people of the world, but to seek to be happy with yourself. And trustworthiness naturally follows my heart, hehe. β
The sound of smirking echoed in the cabin, Luo Hu's eyes were different, he looked at Xiao Yun who was laughing more and more often, and somehow, he felt that such a young man was the real Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun, who is a young man who doesn't know the taste of sorrow, Xiao Yun who doesn't want to satisfy the people of the world, but wants to be happy with himself, Xiao Yun who is still positive and optimistic in the face of difficulties, Xiao Yun who has no intrigue and is all innocent and naΓ―ve......
"Alright, let's get down to business. Luo Hu felt that if he continued to talk to Xiao Yun, he wouldn't want to recuperate from his injuries this night. This guy is just a chatter, he has been banned by his father for a few years or has he never spoken to anyone, and he can't hold it back as soon as he speaks, Luo Hu thought in his heart.
However, Luo Hu himself didn't expect that Xiao Yun had rarely spoken to outsiders in the past three years.
As soon as he talked about business, Xiao Yun's hippie smile was immediately replaced by seriousness, and he asked: "General Luo, now that your injuries are not clear, and Mengxue is unconscious, if you are found, I am afraid it will be a little troublesome." β
Nodding, Luo Hu did not deny it: "So we have to hurry up." I can't wait for my injuries, and your majesty can't wait!"
Xiao Yun buried his head, although he understood the current situation, his strength was too weak, and it seemed that he would not have much impact on the situation. The only thing he can do is to try to treat the emperor, but now he can't even return to the emperor, let alone treat.
The current Xiao Yun is simply a drag oil bottle for Luo Hu.
"You go to the merchants and clubs outside to get me a few pills and come back, I have to recover eighty percent of my strength tonight. Just when Xiao Yun sighed to himself, Luo Hu decided to let Xiao Yun go out to find medicine after thinking about it. After all, he, a master of the Yuan Yuan Soul Realm, was too eye-catching, even if he could cover up his aura, as long as the cultivators who entered the Yuan Yuan Realm could still roughly check his strength.
"What elixir?" Speaking of business, Xiao Yun immediately became meticulous.
"Blood Activating Pill, Poison Pill, Barrier Breaking Pill......" Luo Hu reported the names of six or seven kinds of pills, but fortunately, the level of these pills was not high, Xiao Yun nodded again and again to indicate that he had written it down.
It can be seen that except for the only second-order pill of the Barrier Breaking Pill, the rest of these pills are all first-order pills, and some of them are not even called pills, but they are just half-finished products of the alchemist refining the first-order pills. Thinking about it, in order not to be noticed, Luo Hu specially selected these ordinary pills.
It's just that the grade is so low, how much effect will it have on Luo Hu, a Yuan Soul Realm cultivator?
Xiao Yun had seen from the book that the higher the grade of the elixir, the more effective it would be for people with high realm cultivation. And for a cultivator of the Yuan Soul Realm like Luo Hu, if he wants to have an obvious healing effect, he must at least have a sixth-order elixir.
The sixth-order elixir was a high-order elixir that could only be successfully refined by a sixth-order alchemist who had to be equivalent to the cultivation of the Yuan Soul Realm.
But obviously, the current Luo Hu can't ask so much.
Getting rid of these thoughts, whether it will work or not shouldn't be a matter of worrying about you. Xiao Yun got up and immediately walked out of the cabin.
"Wait. Luo Hu stopped him, "Put down your strange tin box." β
Xiao Yun realized that he had long been accustomed to carrying an iron box on his back. But when you go out like this, the shape is really eye-catching, and now you have to be low-key. He untied the tin box and gently placed it on the plank, but the weight of the tin box was still pressed down with a thud.
"This is a small Qiankun bag, there are 2,000 gold coins in it, you can save some money. Luo Hu then threw out a cloth belt, and the painful look on his face reminded Xiao Yun that the army's strength was definitely not high.
But this palm-sized bag can actually hold 2,000 gold coins? Xiao Yun tried to probe into the Qiankun bag with his soul, and sure enough, he saw a mountain of gold coins inside, exuding a golden light, which stabbed him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
Trying to bring out a gold coin with his mind, sure enough, a gold coin will appear in his hand immediately, Xiao Yun secretly said magically, this Qiankun bag seems to be a special thing for storing objects, and the inside seems to be a space of its own.
Took out the gold coins and put them in, took them out and put them in again, Xiao Yun was tired of playing, so he turned around and wanted to leave.
"By the way, I remember that there are still two requiem plants left. β
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yun's front foot almost stepped on the air, and he almost fell out of the edge: "Requiem grass! That's a fourth-order spirit grass, how can you let me get it?!"
The fourth-order spirit grass is at least the main herb of the fourth-order elixir, which is not comparable to the stalls in the previous blood living pills.
Xiao Yun finally understood what Luo Hu meant by "saving some use", just this requiem grass would cost at least 1,000 gold coins, plus six or seven kinds of miscellaneous pills, no matter how you said it, it would cost 3,000 gold coins. And Luo Hu only gave 2,000 gold coins and returned the pain on his face, which is really stingy!
"It seems like you've got to be careful. Recognizing the reality, Xiao Yun could only accept it.
"Requiem is for your sister. She has consumed a huge amount of soul power to drive the two of us for seven days, and if you don't want to make up for her, you can also skip the Requiem Grass. Luo Hu's fluttering words made Xiao Yun want to go up and beat him up when he heard it.
I just wanted to have a seizure, but Luo Hu had already closed his eyes, and it seemed that he had entered a state of cultivation.
After snorting twice, Xiao Yun walked out without looking back. The smile that came to mind when Mengxue fainted on his shoulder at the last moment, what kind of peace of mind was that?
I thought of Mengxue repeatedly helping each other at critical moments, and did not hesitate to consume my soul power. Xiao Yunke knew that the loss of soul power was far more serious than the injury of **, and the soul damage was not easy to repair, and it was necessary to rely on rare soul herbs such as Requiem Grass to heal.
"Hmph, I'll go and get the requiem grass first, and then I'll get you the medicine. Comparing the cute and gentle Mengxue and the black-faced Luo Hu in his mind, Xiao Yun smiled stealthily and kicked Luo Hu out of his mind with one kick.