Cruel, too cruel, this young man is not an ordinary person!

Xie Xiaofeng found that he still underestimated Ye Xuan, and secretly congratulated himself that he was not dizzy for a while, and was tempted by the ten spirit stones, and also stood on the side of the yellow bald man to bet, then he would die a miserable death.

Huang Bald and the others saw that Ye Xuan broke Zhu Ziyu's hand with a sword, where did they dare to speak up, they were all silent, and they didn't dare to come out, lest the next sword fall on them, so that they would lack arms and legs.

"Shopkeeper Xie, let's go. Ye Xuan's divine sense swept slightly, and the original stone mine on the ground disappeared and was included in the Sumeru Ring.

"Okay, Ye Gongzi first, please. Xie Xiaofeng had already lowered his posture, and some humbly bent down and stretched out his hand to guide the way.

"The kowtow that should kowtow, the palm of the palm, if you don't honor the bet, you will also be beheaded, I, Ye Xuan, will do what I say. Ye Xuan turned around and left, leaving such words.

So, the yellow bald man was the first to respond, kneeling down and kowtowing, banging, and after that, the snapping sound of dozens of people clapping their mouths together was even louder, and the scene was spectacular.

The sound of crackling was endless, and it was not until Ye Xuan's figure disappeared out of sight that the backyard quieted down.

People with palms, you look at me, I look at you, your face is red and swollen, but looking at Zhu Ziyu, the shopkeeper of the Shenshi Workshop in the pool of blood, I feel extremely relieved, no matter what, my hand is still there.

"Alas, usually your Shenshifang is abducted and deceived, but now it's okay, kick the iron plate. ”

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and you deserve it!"

"Yes, greed is not enough to swallow elephants, and he claims to represent justice, and he wants to take back the rough stone mine of the dark iron and dark gold twins, his face is swollen and it's nothing, and his hand is broken, but he can't take it back. ”

"If you buy the unjust head of the immortal gold, it's not a good stubble, kill the horse pistol, will this Shenshi Fang be demolished?"

......

Zhu Ziyu, the shopkeeper of Shenshifang, got up from the pool of blood with a pale face, and whispered to the guy beside him: "Kuaifeige passed the book to the master, telling him that something happened to Shifang, and also, check the details of this Ye Xuan, go quickly...... Wait, come back, help me back to the room first, find a doctor to stop the bleeding and heal me, ...... quickly"

When the chickens and dogs of Shenshifang jumped into a mess, Ye Xuan had already arrived at Xie Xiaofeng's herb shop, drinking nightshade tea soaked in snow water, and appreciating the treasure of this medicine shop: horse clover.

A small flower, seven green leaves, not long in spring, not withered in winter, exudes a faint smell of herbs all year round, the slightest into the heart and spleen, making people calm and concentrating.

"Shopkeeper Xie, no wonder your shop is called Qipinxiang, it seems that it is named after this seven-leaf clover, and this grass is indeed extraordinary, it can be called the flower of the grass, and it should be the top grade of the elixir. “

Ye Xuan bowed slightly, and evaluated this horse horse clover.

"Where, where, it's just a small grass, but Ye Gongzi, you come to my small pharmacy and let it shine!" Xie Xiaofeng had a bright smile on his face, this seven-leaf clover was his treasure, and ordinary people had no chance to see the true face of this seven-leaf clover.

"Only smell its fragrance, do not see its grass, the taste is divided into seven, carefully taste, this is the original intention of your name Qipinxiang. Ye Xuan said casually.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Xie Xiaofeng was stunned, and only said after a while: "Ye Gongzi, where did you hear these words? That's what the cultivator said that day, and said that he would come to visit me another day, pray for my practice, and bring purple qi to the east, so that I can be rich for the rest of my life." “

Many ancient books are named the scientific name of the seven-leaf clover, but ordinary cultivators will not dabble in this ancient book, and only those ancient Taoist systems treasure these ancient books, that is, the four major sects of Liangzhou today are afraid and do not know the secret of this seven-leaf clover.

It's just that Ye Xuan didn't say the last few sentences.

Blood and gas are food, the stronger the fragrance, the more poisonous it is, the cultivator smells it, it can quench the flesh, mortals smell it, and the life is short.

"In recent years, have you felt low on energy and occasionally dizzy?" Ye Xuan looked at Xie Xiaofeng's face, and then asked.

"Yes, I found Lang Zhong to prescribe some prescriptions, and I didn't see any effect after eating them, but my body was fine, but Ye Gongzi, how do you know? Could it be that you also know the art of Qihuang and have the heart to help the world?" Xie Xiaofeng felt that the young man in front of him was really mysterious and unpredictable.

"I don't have that leisure, but the cultivator's trip, killing the people who should be killed, saving the people who should be saved, the wandering cultivator should also say that when the seven-leaf clover bears fruit, it will be the day when he visits again. Ye Xuan replied indifferently.

"That's right, that's right, Ye Gongzi is like a god, but what you said, I, Xie Xiaofeng, am blunt, please give me some guidance!" Xie Xiaofeng, a shrewd businessman, naturally heard a strong sense of crisis from Ye Xuan's words.

"This seven-grade incense, also known as the mandala flower, takes human blood as nutrients, and can also absorb the essence and blood of ordinary people in the air, and when the flowers bear fruit, it is the time when you die, and the cultivator who travels to the square is just going to harvest the fruit, after all, in the eyes of the cultivators, your mortal life is not worth mentioning. “

Ye Xuan's eyes were not wavering, and he had no hostility towards the cultivator who was careless about human life, because all cultivators in the world were like this, and he had never thought of being alone.

If I want to die, after death, the flood will be monstrous and corpses will be everywhere.

"That'...... What should I do then?" Xie Xiaofeng's legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

"I took these seven pins of incense, if the cultivator comes to the door again, you tell him such words, mortal flesh and qi cultivate mortal body, and the real body crushes you like an ant. Ye Xuan's divine sense swept slightly, and this pot of seven-pin incense disappeared and was included in the Sumeru ring.

"This ...... With just one sentence, can you bluff that cultivator?" Xie Xiaofeng was a little unconvinced.

"A mere mortal body realm cultivator, I slapped him to death with one slap, like an ant. "Ye Xuan looks like you love to believe it or not, and he doesn't bother to explain too much.

"Thank you, Brother Ye, is there anything else I can do to help you?" Xie Xiaofeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling that even if he stood beside Ye Xuan, he was under a mountain of pressure.

"In this Red Iron City, I want to find a place to build weapons, those ordinary blacksmith shops will not be considered, do you have any good places to recommend?" After Ye Xuan left the Silver Moon Canyon, he had always wanted to make a spear with his own hands, and at this moment, with the Xuaniron Ore and Dark Gold Mine in his hands, the main materials had been gathered.

Xie Xiaofeng groaned slightly, and then said: "There is a forging holy place in Chitie City, which is a borderless place, but in an abandoned Taoist temple on the outskirts of the city, there is a ground fire, which is not extinguished all year round, and those skilled blacksmiths in the city often go there to make iron quenching tools, but the fire in that place is running around, and the temperature is extremely high, which is somewhat dangerous. ”

"Oh, the earth fire quenches the raw ore, and it can improve the quality a little, good place, call me a carriage, this is your reward. Ye Xuan took out ten spirit stones and handed them to Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he didn't shirk it, and directly pocketed the ten spirit stones, and Ye Xuan's image in the businessman's heart changed, from a murderous boy to a generous gold owner.

Leaving the pharmacy and renting a carriage, Ye Xuan got into the car alone and went straight to the Taoist temple on the outskirts of the city.

In less than half an hour, he arrived at this Taoist temple with earth fire, paid the carriage and horse fare, Ye Xuan had not yet entered the Taoist temple, and a burst of clanging knocking sound came from the Taoist temple, one after another, mixed with the hoarse roar of some strong men, which made people feel a burst of enthusiasm.