Even if he was so careful, after Hou Junfu said these words, it seemed that he had vented all the depression in his heart, no matter how Qin Xue asked, he didn't say a word.

So, the two buried their heads and hurried.

After a while, they arrived at the south of the Falling Star Valley, the Hundred Herb Garden, a place dedicated to cultivating various medicinal herbs.

"Uncle, long time no see!" Hou Junfu greeted the garden guard.

"Little one, I haven't seen you for a while! Come here this time, what are you going to buy?" The gardener had some impressions of Hou Junfu, and remembered this young man.

"Stars, souls, grass. Hou Junfu slowly spit out three words.

The garden keeper spread his hands and said sorry to Hou Junfu: "It's not a coincidence! This batch of Star Soul Grass was all covered by a big family, and the rest are immature, if you want Star Soul Grass, it is estimated that you will have to wait for the next batch!"

Hou Junfu chuckled in his heart, could it be so coincidental? Or did someone deliberately find fault with him, first come to him to order the Qi Gathering Array, and then wrap all the Star Soul Grass, designed for Tsing Yi Xuan?

Hou Junfu secretly called it bad, Baicao Garden is the largest medicine garden in Luoxing Valley, and there are some medicine gardens in other places, but the volume is not large, scattered, if these small medicine gardens are run all over again, it will take time and effort, not to mention, and it may not be possible to get together three hundred plants.

Moreover, if someone is really targeting Tsing Yi Xuan, then the Star Soul Grass in these small medicine gardens will definitely be swept away.

After thinking about it, Hou Junfu was anxious: "When is the next batch?"

"Half a year later. The keeper stretched out a palm and a finger.

"How can this be!" Hou Junfu glanced at Qin Xue, anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but Qin Xue didn't know anything about Star Soul Grass, let alone help.

Taking advantage of Hou Junfu's conversation with the garden keeper, Qin Xue glanced into the Baicao Garden. I saw that the grass was abundant, bathed in the morning light, the traffic was in order, and there were people fertilizing, insecticiding, and weeding.

"What's the matter, little one?" said the gardener, his face elongated, weather-beaten like the bark of an old tree.

Hou Junfu really couldn't think of a way, so he had to tell the garden keeper about the situation, and the dead horse was a live horse doctor: "That's the case, we urgently need three hundred Star Soul Grasses, extract the juice, and refine the Qi Gathering Array, can you help us think of a way, or, where can we get these three hundred Star Soul Grass?"

"So that's the case, you guys go to other places first, if it really doesn't work, then you can only go to the Dry Soul Ridge, someone has seen the Star Soul Grass in the front mountain of the Dry Soul Ridge. However, I heard that the ghosts and creatures in the Dry Soul Ridge are rampant, even if they pass through the Xuan Realm, they may not be able to escape with their whole body, so you have to be careful. "The keeper has revealed a clue.

"Thank you, uncle, we will be measured. Hou Junfu clasped his fists with both hands, thanked him deeply, and then turned around and said to Qin Xue: "Without further ado, let's go to other places to see!"

Next, they went to several places, and sure enough, they all pounced.

Hou Junfu suddenly felt that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly returned to Tsing Yi Xuan, told the Tsing Yi Taoist about the matter.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi frowned, and he also felt very tricky: "In this way, there is the shadow of the Northern Army behind it! Could it be that the old man is eyeing the old man?"

"For today's plan, it is to go to the Dry Soul Ridge, so as not to miss the time and settle down. The old man of Dry Soul Ridge knew that fierce ghosts were rampant, specializing in divine souls, and they couldn't be prevented. But if the Star Soul Grass is only in the front mountain, then it doesn't matter, the ghost strength of the front mountain is relatively weak, and the two of you can barely pass. ”

"That's it, the Dry Soul Ridge is in the southwest of the Falling Star Valley, about twenty kilometers, you go first, and the old man will arrive later. The Taoist in Tsing Yi fiddled with a stone embryo in his hand, probably wanting to depict it into a formation plate before leaving.

Hou Junfu knew that the foot strength of the Mortal Realm was more than a little worse than that of the Xuan Realm, and it was easy for the Dao people in Tsing Yi to catch up with them, so he went back to the room with Qin Xue at the moment, preparing tools, medicines, and some self-defense things.

Qin Xue walked around the house and found that only the Sky Stealing Bow was his, and the others had nothing to do with him, so he carried the bow and went on the road.

"This is the Blood Strengthening Pill, which can stop bleeding and dispel stasis, this is Qi Gathering and Dispersion, and can assist in restoring vitality!" Hou Junfu gave Qin Xue two bottles of medicine and explained the efficacy.

Qin Xue easily opened the Dan bottle, one red and one blue, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance, which was easy to identify. "Thank you", Qin Xue thanked him, put away the pill, and walked out of the Falling Star Valley with Hou Junfu.

Beyond the valley is the vast land, boundless.

Twenty kilometers is naturally extremely far for ordinary people, but for them as cultivators, it is just a stick of incense.

Hou Junfu plans to give Qin Xuelu a hand, so that Qin Xuexin can be convinced, and lay the foundation for future management, which is very necessary, purely a means that is conducive to communication and management, not to mention bullying the small. Thinking like this in his heart, he suddenly threw off his steps under his feet, and it was really galloping, like a cloud of smoke, rushing into the sea of trees on a sunny day.

However, Qin Xue, carrying a big bow on his back, looked clumsy and couldn't do light work, but he bit tightly on the back, his breath was long, and he was full of stamina.

At the beginning, Hou Junfu didn't take it to heart, but gradually, he was frightened by Qin Xue, and with his fivefold cultivation of the Mortal Realm, he tried his best to open the gap, which shows that Qin Xue's endurance and explosiveness are only strong and not weak.

"I'm five years older than him, have I lived to be a dog all these years?" Hou Junfu looked at Qin Xue with admiration, and raised him to an equal position in his heart.

If it's an opponent, then use it for respect!

"Qin Xue, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?" Hou Junfu became curious.

"Immortal Reincarnation Seal!" Qin Xuedao.

"What? Immortal Reincarnation Seal!" Hou Junfu opened his mouth wide, almost jumping up: "How do you practice this Laoshizi exercise, it's a fragment, a fragment, a fragment, no one has ever been able to practice to the sixth layer, Bing Spirit!"

Qin Xue didn't ask why no one had cultivated to the Ice Spirit Realm, but he just reached out and touched it, and took out a rubbing: "Oh, this, the old man in Tsing Yi gave it to me!"

"The dead old man is really bad, bad pus and blood! He asked you to practice this kind of breaking technique, he definitely didn't want you to step into the Tongxuan Realm, so that you couldn't escape his control, and you could only be a cow and a horse, and be a slave forever. Hou Junfu has another layer of understanding about the people of Tsing Yi.

"It's over, you're ready to wait for death in the sixfold realm of metamorphosis! hehe, see how I step into the Tongxuan Realm and be happy. Hou Junfu felt that his heart was balanced, and the depression just now flew out of the clouds. If Qin Xue's metamorphosis is because he has cultivated the Immortal Reincarnation Seal, then all this in front of him is easy to accept, after all, he will not be able to pass through the Xuan for the rest of his life, and the price is too great.

The imaginary scene did not appear. Qin Xue listened to the words, neither angry nor refuted, just silently and looked into the distance.

"Don't hold on, I know you must be very sad now, cry, cry, I won't laugh at you. Hou Junfu comforted, not gloating.

Qin Xue still didn't speak, he didn't know what that little head was thinking, at this moment, the calmness and composure he showed might not be able to do it even if it was many adults.

It seems that if you don't make a move, it will be enough, and if you make a move, it will be nine out of ten, and the stone will break the earth.

Hou Junfu no longer competed with Qin Xue, but walked side by side with him.

After a while, they came to a mountain. This mountain is steep and indescribable. Although in broad daylight, a black gas can still be seen, condensing but not dissipating. Cangshan, desolate.

This is the Dry Soul Ridge.

The two of them were at the bottom of the mountain, waiting for the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

Soon, the Tsing Yi Taoist had wide sleeves fluttering and rode the wind.

"Go up the mountain!" the Taoist in Tsing Yi did not stop at his feet, and went straight up the mountain.

Hou Junfu and Qin Xue, immediately followed.

On the way, the Taoist in Tsing Yi told Hou Junfu and Qin Xue about the origin of the Dry Soul Ridge: "Two thousand years ago, the killing of gods was fierce, and when the demon tide of Chen Yao Lake invaded, the following crimes were committed, and the rebellion of the whole clan was huge, sweeping the world. ”

"Due to the lack of preparation in advance, the royal army was taken by surprise, collapsed, and retreated. The rebels responded to every call, and the edge could not be stopped, and at its peak, it had 100,000 troops, and once approached the Imperial City. ”

"If it weren't for the royal family, there was a mysterious master at that time, who would have turned into a shower of stars with a sword and cut off hundreds of miles of gunsmoke. Perhaps, Feng Xinglie will succeed, ascend to that throne, and command the world. ”

"The site of the final decisive battle between the Dead and the Wind is the Dry Soul Ridge, where 100,000 rebels, all of whom were ambushed and killed, were buried here, and their grievances were soaring for several days. Li Yan Neng led his troops to destroy the rebels, but he was helpless against this grievance, so he could only lay a seal so that he could not do harm. ”