When Liu Wenfeng, who had changed into a shirt again, stood heroically in front of everyone, except for Liu Qian and Chen San, the rest of the people were stunned and had a trace of understanding.

Liu Wenfeng Lian moved lightly and came to Chen San, who was sitting on the ground under the tree, and the jade palm was spread forward, and a light green pill with a mixed smell of sweet and bitter medicine came into Chen San's eyes.

"Here, this is the Baicao Shengyuan Pill that restores the damaged essence essence blood qi, which can make you get better quickly. Liu Wenfeng's eyes were full of affection, and he didn't mind the watchful eyes of others, and said softly.

Seeing this, Liu Qian, who was not far away, shook her head lightly, and after a light sigh, she simply continued to close her eyes and recuperate.

Chen San looked up at the beautiful Yurong, stared at it carefully, reached out to take the pill, and said softly, "Thank you, Miss Liu." ”

Owing one point is owing, owing ten thousand points is owing, Chen San already owes Liu Wenfeng a great affection, what is such a elixir.

Chen San, who also performed the secret technique, looked pale and bloodless, and his eyes that looked like stars in the night sky were no longer brighter than before, and he was much haggard compared to before.

After taking the pill, Chen San, who was about to swallow it in his mouth, suddenly took a break in his hand, a trace of awakening flashed in his eyes, and he raised his legs and got up and walked towards a woman who was sitting cross-legged on the ground not far away.

Seeing this, Liu Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, and a trace of understanding flashed in his eyes like Chen San.

Liu Qian's eyes opened, she raised her head to look at Chen San, and asked with confusion in her eyes, "I don't know why Brother Chen found the little sister?"

Chen San sat down cross-legged, glanced at Mo Zhiji, who was leaning against a tree like Chen San before, but his face was even paler, and he looked weak and weak, his gaze was withdrawn, staring at Liu Qian's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "I know that Miss Liu, as a disciple of Cuiwei Valley, one of the four major sects of the Spirit Inheritance Realm, must have at least one spirit pill body suitable for a foundation building period monk to replenish the essence and blood qi. Now, Chen does not ask Miss Liu to selflessly sacrifice the elixir for the sake of the overall situation, Chen is willing to exchange treasures, and hopes that Miss Liu will endure the pain and cut her love. ”

After finishing speaking, Chen San already had an extra four-cornered bronze tripod carved with countless complicated runes in his hand, and under the urging of spiritual power, a subtle vibration sounded like a giant wood hitting a bell, and Liu Qian, who was close at hand, frowned, and suddenly felt that his soul was pricked by countless needles, and the pain was incomparable.

"This treasure is called Broken Soul, and it is a treasure obtained by Chen by chance. The effect of this treasure must be known to Miss Liu, so Chen will use this treasure to exchange for the elixir on the girl's body, how about it?"

After that, the two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke, as motionless as wood carvings.

After a long time, a sigh came out of Liu Qian's mouth, "That's it, Brother Chen has talked about this, since Brother Chen is so benevolent, the little sister can't be unjust, let's exchange this pill for Brother Chen." But ......"

Suddenly, Liu Qian's eyes changed, and her gaze was as sharp as a three-foot Qingfeng, "Senior Sister Wenfeng is like this for you, I hope you can treat Senior Sister Wenfeng well!"

A trace of struggle flashed in Chen San's eyes, and then he returned to normal, and said in a deep voice: "Forgive Chen for not being able to now!"

Liu Qian didn't answer, staring at Chen San's eyes.

In the middle of the sound, Chen San's hand was light, and the small ding in his palm was gone, but there was an extra light yellow elixir, and a medicinal smell of sweet and bitter mixture, which was stronger than the Baicao Shengyuan Pill, wafted to his nose.

"Thank you, Miss Liu. Chen Sanchong closed his eyes again, and Liu Qian, who was recuperating in his eyes, hugged his fists and thanked him, then got up and walked towards Mo Zhiji.

"It seems that Brother Chen is in love and owes a love. Before Chen San approached, Mo Chengji had already opened his eyes and looked at Chen San with a smile.

"Brother Mo should be really exquisite, you can guess this. The left and right are owed, and it is better to owe the net one. Chen San sat down cross-legged in the face of Mo Chengji and grinned bitterly.

Hearing this, Mo Zhiji teased: "However, Brother Chen really owes this affection." ”

Chen San asked lightly, "What do you mean by Brother Mo?"

Mo Zhiji took the elixir from Chen San's hand, put it in front of him and looked at it carefully, and said at the same time: "It seems that Brother Chen still doesn't know much about the value of this elixir that replenishes essence and blood. ”

Chen San's heart moved, and he smiled slightly: "I want to hear about it." ”

After a few careful glances, Mo Zhiji gently threw the pill in his hand, opened his mouth to catch it, and clicked his mouth a few times, as if he was reminiscing: "It looks sweet, but the entrance is extremely bitter, not bad, not bad." ”

With a movement of his throat, the elixir slid into his abdomen, and he continued: "The elixir that Miss Wenfeng gave you is precious, but it is nothing to Brother Chen, who is rich in wealth. But Miss Liu Qian's one, even if Brother Chen's treasure in exchange has any special effect, it is not worth a elixir. According to Mo, Brother Chen still needs to add another treasure. "Bora

Chen San was stunned.

Chen San, who was born in the sect, still has a little understanding of the preciousness of this kind of elixir, but with the strength of the sect of Qingyun Sect, the people of the Enlightenment Period who have gone out to practice, and even the elder disciples can't share one, so they don't know how precious the elixir that is effective for foundation building monks to replenish the essence and blood qi.

In Chen San's thoughts, the preciousness of the top-grade magic weapon, especially the high-grade magic weapon with special effect, is definitely a good treasure for the monks of the foundation building period, and it is not a loss to exchange it for a spirit pill used to replenish the essence and blood qi of the monks in the foundation building period.

Liu Qian changed the loss of the treasure, maybe only after returning to the sect elders to blame her, and then the treasures should not be left difficult by the sect elders.

Chen San really didn't expect that this kind of elixir would be so precious, and one was already worthy of the entire net worth of an ordinary foundation building period monk.

An elixir that was just in case of emergency, quickly recovering the essence and blood qi after being injured, and could restore the combat strength as soon as possible, Chen San found that he had thought too simply before.

In the minds of ordinary casual cultivators or small sect disciples, even if such elixirs are used in rare materials, they must not be worthy of the preciousness in their own mouths.

This is just what those ordinary casual cultivators or small sect disciples think, and it is not surprising that even the disciples of major sects have this idea.

However, in the eyes of the upper echelons of the leading sect, one pill could be exchanged for the safe return of an elite disciple, even if this pill was ten times more expensive, it was worth it.

Isn't the development of a sect precisely maintained by these elite disciples? Ordinary disciples are supplemented, and elite disciples are the mainstay, and this is the development direction of all sects, whether it is a martial arts sect in the mortal world or a cultivation sect in the immortal cultivation realm.

Unfortunately, this kind of elixir is really expensive, and it can't be refined in large quantities, if it weren't for this, in order to protect the long-term development of the sect, the high-level of the sect would definitely be able to refine ten pieces of the sect.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Let's talk about the Tianhuo Real Relics......" Chen San also threw the Baicao Shengyuan Pill sent by Liu Wenfeng into his mouth, raised his head and swallowed it.

In the continuous mountains of the Tianpeng Mountain Range, on a three-zhang high boulder on the top of an ordinary stone mountain peak three thousand miles away from Chen San's hideout, a huge shadow shrouded in a group of dragon head carvings with gray and black, golden heads resembling dragon heads quietly looked up, and there was a fear in the cold eagle eyes, a fear of a powerful existence.

This group of dragon head eagles with scales on their heads, horns on their foreheads, and two long whiskers on their jaws are dragon-headed eagles with an iron hook carving mouth, all of which are standing on the ground with wings unspread, which is comparable to the height of an adult human race, which shows how huge its body is when it spreads its wings and soars into the sky.

A huge birdsong came from the head, and this group of dragon-headed eagles who seemed to be of a high level of cultivation immediately jumped out of it, still looking up, the eagle's beak opened and closed, and the sound of chirping came from it, as if answering the previous birdsong.

After a long time, another huge birdsong came, and suddenly this group of dragon head eagles nodded and chirped as if they had been amnesty, turned around and kicked with their claws, spread their huge wings, and turned into shadows and left.

As soon as Fang left the stone mountain, a powerful aura suddenly came out from these dragon head carvings, and every one of them was a spiritual wisdom stage cultivator, and there were more than a dozen of them in the late stage of spiritual wisdom.

After the group of dragon-headed eagles flew out of the stone mountain, they flew in all directions, and at the same time, a majestic chirp came out of their mouths.

The sound of huge wings flapping like a huge wave was heard from the six peaks surrounding the stone mountain with the chirping of the dragon-headed eagles.

I saw that on these six peaks, countless slightly thinner dragon head eagles have flapped their wings and rose, there are nearly 10,000 heads at a cursory glance, and under the leadership of the dragon head eagle flying out of the stone mountain, a small stream of small strands scattered away.

After the surroundings were quiet again, the huge shadow on the three-zhang boulder on the peak of the stone mountain, a tall and tall one, attached to the huge wings behind him, a round of golden light wing feathers, and the claws were clasped into the dragon head eagle of the boulder below, the light in the eagle's eyes flashed again and again, and he said: "Although it is found out that it is not the Terran monks of the Jindan period who are making trouble in the Tianpeng Mountain Range, the Weeping Sky Eagle King still wants us to catch these little guys who make a big noise, and say anything for the sake of the reputation of the jurisdiction." If you are high, you will not continue to cultivate and spy on the next level of realm, and when you have free time, you will learn the false reputation of the human race, and always think about adding a little face to yourself. Sooner or later, one day, my Dragon Head Eagle Clan will replace your Extreme Fire Giant Eagle Clan, and then I will be the Golden Wing Eagle King, one of the ten kings under the Nandou Peacock God Emperor!"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the dragon-headed eagle spread its wings, turning into a huge black shadow and sweeping away into the distance, and two golden threads loomed in the soaring black shadow.

In a dense forest thousands of miles away from the stone mountain, in the canopy of a giant tree covering a radius of nearly 100 zhang, in the dark shadow of the leafy branches, a colorful and colorful bird rested on a small branch.

The small bird is extremely thin, only the size of a finger, and not far in front of it is a flock of equally feathered and slightly larger, but only two finger-sized birds, constantly flapping their wings and hanging in the air, and a rapid chirp comes from their mouths.

The colorful birds that fell on the branches tilted their heads to listen from time to time, and from time to time they looked down at a few humanoid shadows below, and their small smart eyes flashed with joy from time to time.

When the birds in front of them finished chirping, the colorful birds that seemed to be the leader screamed, first rose above the canopy and soared into the sky, flapping their wings to the east, a few flickering, and disappeared.

After the colorful bird disappeared, in a burst of giant trees, three figures rushed out of the crown with broken branches and leaves, and chased in the direction where the colorful birds flew.

Looking carefully, I found that these people did not have the flying objects, not to mention, and the posture of the sky was also very strange, they were actually grabbed by two gorgeous birds and quickly broke through the air, and the three people with their eyes closed were three of the monks who fled from the Yanglong Sect that day.