The four fields are divided by the chalcedony river, and in Chu Weiyang's memory, the chalcedony river to the south, the mountains and fields are all scattered and the territory of the demon monks.

Out of the reckless mountains, thinking carefully about his vague memory, Chu Weiyang found that he was not far from the Chalcedony River.

Suddenly drifting for several years, it actually taught people to have a sense of being in a different world, and having a sense of both things and people.

The more he sighed like this, the more Chu Weiyang wanted to go to Heyuanfang City, and he still remembered that when Panwang Yuanzong first got involved in Taoist practice, he was also taken by Zhang Laoqi and Wu Er to Heyuanfang City several times.

If everything doesn't change much, then Chu Weiyang may still be able to find Heyuanfang City.

At least, where Steward Ma just spoke, Chu Weiyang would definitely not go.

God knows, if there is anyone in that market who is familiar with horse stewardship, or even a friend who entrusts his life!

Along the way, in addition to teaching swordsmanship, Ma Guan became more and more silent, and now he took the initiative to speak, there must be a demon when something goes wrong, so Chu Weiyang has to be vigilant.

For this reason, it is always better to take a detour and be safer.

In the basket, the steward of the horse helplessly kneaded his neck, until a layer of mud fell off, and rubbed the clean skin red, and then the steward slowly put down his hand.

The middle-aged man's deep gaze fell into a long groan, he seemed to be measuring the past, and seemed to be exploring the way forward, from time to time, there were complex emotions of hatred and remorse, alternately appearing on the slightly stiff face of the steward Ma.

Occasionally, there seemed to be some kind of sword aura brewing in that hideous hatred, but after a few moments, Steward Ma seemed to think of something to teach him to fear, and after unconsciously shuddering, that killing intent also vented.

The deep gaze gradually became hollow, and it was not until this moment that the horse steward had a somewhat resigned appearance.

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Heyuanfang City.

In the distance, there is a majestic high mountain with a thick snow cover reaching into the sky, and on the open plain, as far as the eye can see, a sparse network of water can be seen flowing down from the high mountains, gradually converging from the valley, becoming the source of the chalcedony river.

The name of the source of the river is derived from this.

It is said that beyond this high mountain, far to the west, is the ancient forest ravaged by the demon clan, and beyond the sea of trees, there is a more vast and prosperous world.

It seems that no one has ever seen the people who have said this, and no one who has ever crossed this high mountain mountain seems to have never returned.

Although Chu Weiyang is still young, the trials and tribulations of his past and present lives have already passed the age of yearning for life outside the mountains, but it is already very difficult to live in this big river.

With such emotion, Chu Weiyang held a long sword in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other, with a cold face, and walked into Heyuanfang City in Shanyin.

It is already very close to the south, and it is too far away from the mountain gate of the Xuanzong Sect in the north, and most of the people who come and go are demon sect disciples and ruthless loose cultivators.

If he wants to be stable on this trip, Chu Weiyang must show the temperament of the same demon gate.

Fortunately, Chu Weiyang's expression, his illness and ruthlessness, his appearance of coldness and madness, coupled with a strong bloody and bloody aura, were enough to persuade many people.

In the flat valley of Shanyin, the eaves and teeth are intertwined, and the palaces are lined up, and among them, one after another ghostly figures, just looming in every hidden corner, with a seemingly cold gaze, looked at Chu Weiyang who came straight from outside the mountain.

In the market, you can vaguely see the appearance in your memory, but the subtleties are already very unfamiliar.

The steady pace never stopped, Chu Weiyang only stood in the center of the market, glanced at it simply, and then turned his gaze to a shop.

On the plaque at the door of the shop, there are three big characters written "Rejuvenation Pavilion", and on one side of the plaque, a line of small handwriting is engraved - "Fengdanzong River Valley".

In almost all the markets, there is only one Dan River Valley that can be so transcendent.

No longer hesitating, Chu Weiyang met everyone's prying eyes, walked straight to the front of the Rejuvenation Pavilion, the door of the shop opened, the young man paused, and then went straight in.

Walking in the wind, as Chu Weiyang walked into the store, there was a gust of wind, wrapped in a bloody aura that diffused in the narrow shop.

Behind the counter, a thin old man with a goatee frowned, he raised his head suddenly, and was about to open his mouth to scold the visitor, but after seeing Chu Weiyang's figure, the old man was stunned again, he carefully looked at Chu Weiyang several times, the more coincidental the more strange it was, as if he saw the ghost thing returning to the yang, and saw the dead wood sprouts.

Immediately after, the old man gradually frowned again, as if he couldn't understand how a person like Chu Weiyang survived.

Standing there quietly, letting the old man take a few more looks, Chu Weiyang opened his mouth, went straight to the point, and asked neatly: "Dare to ask sir, is there any elixir in the pavilion?" ”

Putting away the complicated thoughts in his heart, the old man came back to his senses and started to do business, and when he heard the words, he said calmly: "If it is a pill, there will be nothing wrong with the Danzong River Valley!" There are elixirs such as evil dissipation! Tuo shouted little brother, which elixir do you want? Topical medicine powder? Or is it an elixir for internal use? ”

When he asked this, the old man glanced at the basket that Chu Weiyang was carrying behind him.

Chu Weiyang didn't think about it, if he wanted to use it with the "Five Visceral Food Qi Essence", there was only one choice.

"What are the elixirs for internal use?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man almost didn't think about it, and immediately responded.

"Then it depends on what grade of internal elixir the little brother wants."

"The most common one, Baicao Po Erdan, internal and external injuries are all combined, a pot of thirty pieces, the price of alchemy three taels, or three spirit stones, the rest of the treasure materials, depending on the quality."

"It's better, the dragon and tiger return to the Yuan Dan, it can cure the symptoms of damaging the meridians, one box and one piece, the price is twenty taels of alchemy, or twenty spirit stones, and the treasure materials are not accepted!"

"As for the better ones, Tiangang Yulu Hexiang Dan, there is no one in the city, you have to make a deposit first, ask the seniors of the master to open the furnace, how much is a furnace, the price is two hundred and seventy taels of alchemy, and the deposit is thirty percent."

After that, the old man didn't say anything, only the old god was looking at Chu Weiyang, waiting for the young man's choice.

Spirit stone, Chu Weiyang's body is not a scumbag at all.

Alchemy, but some was scavenged from the "old residence" of the steward Ma.

The so-called alchemist.

It's like some of the monks use the shasa to condense the shaman.

Naturally, there are monks who use ordinary gold and silver, combined with spiritual iron ore, and refine a thousand catties to obtain one of them, and the refined ones are very noble, so it is called alchemy.

This is a very precious refining treasure material, like a spirit stone, almost everyone can use it.

It's a pity that even the horse steward doesn't have much alchemy.

If you only buy one Dragon Tiger Hui Yuan Dan, I'm afraid you will have to stretch yourself to the limit.

After a little hesitation, Chu Weiyang immediately made a decision.

"Mr. Trouble, take three pots of herbs to break Erdan, I will ......"

Before Chu Weiyang's words were finished, a gloomy voice had already come from outside the door.

"The cub of the Sword Sect also dares to come to the source of the river? I heard that your tutor stabbed his head a while ago, and only one elder survived, so I was really ashamed! I also buy pills! I also teach Ye Ye to stab you, so that you can come comfortably, and don't kowtow to thank me when the time comes, give some alchemy and some spirit stones to play with in advance, how about it? ”