When Yi Zixuan heard Lin Yi's words, he also had a faint expectation in his heart.

Irises are naturally precious anomalies.

Even if it is just an inferior irise, although it is relatively common, there are only so many that can be found every year, and those who have not been obtained can be imagined, and those who have been obtained can be imagined to get more, and it is better that I really can't bear the division of so many villages and monks.

In recent years, it has been rare, hundreds of years ago, in this barren mountain range, not to mention everywhere, but there are indeed many, and now you can find about 100 trees every year.

And the best iris has always been scarce and hard to find, and many people do not come across it once in their lifetime, so the value of three medium irises is enough to show.

Taking iris can directly enhance the power of a large amount of qi and blood, open up the meridian nodes, and at the same time, because the essence and blood of the four-eared green kite are converted into medicinal power, there are no side effects of taking iris, and it is absorbed quickly.

But this is not its most important role, the greatest value of iris is that it can wash the muscles and cut the marrow, and help those monks who are unable to practice Yuan Li, but whose qi and blood are already extremely close to fullness, go one step further and achieve their wishes.

In addition to Yi Zixuan, Luo Hong and the others still have a big gap from Dao Foundation Realm Xiaocheng, and relatively speaking, these three elixirs were also preserved by Yi Zixuan, and the credit is also the greatest.

Therefore, when Liu Chengfeng proposed to give all three elixirs to Yi Zixuan, no one objected, and they all tacitly agreed to Liu Chengfeng's suggestion without a trace of complaint.

Except for one person, that is Yi Zixuan.

Everyone wants to be strong, everyone knows how to seize opportunities, Yi Zixuan is not a pedantic person, but he can't do this kind of thing of monopolizing three irises, and he doesn't bother to do it.

At the beginning, Yi Zixuan naturally shirked in every possible way, but he was unwilling to live up to the kindness of several people, until his good brother Liu Chengfeng stood up and said something, which changed his mind.

"Zixuan, three medium-sized irises are indeed worth a lot, but if the six of us divide it equally according to your wishes, then everyone will get a lot less benefits, and they will be able to open up one or two knots, which can be said to be better than nothing. For you, that half of the iris is even more useful. ”

"Besides, now your strength is still in a period of rapid growth, and you are almost close to Daoji Xiaocheng, if you take these three irises again, wouldn't it be like a tiger with wings? and Brother Chao Shi ······"

"If you really don't want to go, then you can take us to hunt fierce beasts together, and at the same time show us how to comprehend the first weight of the art of war. In this way, the qi and blood we absorb every day, as well as the improvement of our own realm, will be far greater than in the past, and you don't have to feel indebted, isn't it the best of both worlds?"

Liu Chengfeng's words can be said to be reasonable, every sentence is the beginning of the way, and the coherence is clear, Yi Zixuan had to admire his eloquence and gladly accepted his suggestion.

In this way, the situation that the two teenagers have seen all the way in recent months has been formed.

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"There are four days until the end of the month, and after this month, next month will be the day when the hunting team in the village will select members, and at least half of the people guarding the wind and snow valley will come back, I don't know how lively it is!"

Lin Yi was carrying the long sword on her back, looking extremely heroic, only to see her raise her face and ask with a smile: "By the way!Zixuan, are you sure that you will break through Daoji Xiaocheng in the remaining days?"

"Yes! Zixuan, I want to ask you too. ”

"I want to know too. ”

Luo Hong and the others also looked at Yi Zixuan, after this period of getting along, there is no estrangement between them, the relationship is much more harmonious, and some things that were difficult to talk about in the past can now be brought forward generously.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten. Yi Zixuan meant it simply.

"That's great! The five of us have grown a lot in strength recently, and we can basically be selected into the hunting team, and once Zixuan breaks through the Daoji Xiaocheng, he can become the team leader and can lead the five hunting team members······

"That's right!"

Before Lu Qian finished speaking, Liang Yuan hurriedly said: "What's more, as long as we join the hunting team, it proves that we already have a certain strength, and we can go out!"

Out!

What a desirable word, Yi Zixuan couldn't help but think about it, since he looked for medical advice for a dark disease a few years ago, he had never left the area near Youchao Village.

And there is a nest village living in the valley of the trace, above the Chu River, on one side is the reckless mountains and forests, the fierce beasts are infested, and on the other side is the surging river, you can't see the edge at a glance, if there is no boat, he can't fly over.

Yi Zixuan glanced around, the sense of vastness and magnificence came to his face, there is no lack of beautiful mountains and rivers here, and there is always a time when the wind and the sun are beautiful, but after all, there is a lack of popularity, a lack of vitality that belongs to human beings.

The kind of people are boiling, shouting and selling, people coming and going, and bustling vitality.

Yi Zixuan has heard others mention the outside world more than once, especially Mr. Mu, who has been to far, far away places and seen many unique customs and customs, and he likes to tell Yi Zixuan about this.

He said that there are pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, white walls and vermilion tiles, deep palace compounds, ancient altars, mottled city walls, vast grasslands, blue sky, desert lonely smoke, and long river sunsets······

Demons, demons, Di, barbarians, ghosts, witches, spirits, aliens, all kinds of races and human races live together in the land of Kyushu, there are enemies of life and death who do not share the sky, there are also gentlemen's friends who are polite and exchanged, or friends and enemies are inseparable, sometimes far and sometimes near, and the relationship is complicated.

There is the holy land Xianmen, which sits and watches the ups and downs of Kyushu and is proud of the ancient and modern, the only academy family with a hundred schools of thought, the ancient forces that have been passed down from generation to generation, the bizarre and mysterious secret realm, and the forbidden place where there are no deaths and gods and demons······

In Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, there are erudite storytellers in the restaurant, beautiful women who can sing and dance, and literati and writers who show their talents and pen to one side.

There are heroes who make tea and talk about the Tao and guide the country, there are hot-blooded knights who see unevenness on the road and draw swords to help each other, there are young talents who go to the end of the world alone and test the world with swords, and there are monks who devote themselves to worshipping Buddha and penances who are dedicated to the Tao······

He wanted to see the outside world, appreciate different people, things, and things, and increase his knowledge, and the first step was Tianyang City, the largest city in Nanyu Road, which was only 800 miles away from Youchao Village.

"That day will not be far away. ”

Yi Zixuan said to himself quietly.

However, before that, he had to defeat Chao Shi first, and if he didn't defeat him for a day, Yi Zixuan wouldn't think about anything else.

It's night.

The evening breeze was blowing, the moon and stars were scarce, Yi Zixuan sat next to an ancient tree by the tree platform with his eyes closed, concentrating and calming his mind, slowly running the qi and blood in his body, and preparing for taking the elixir.

After half a pillar of incense, Yi Zixuan opened his eyes, his eyes were as black as ink, and he looked down at his side, where there were three irises, red as blood, crystal clear, and shaped like irises.

It's time.

The three elixirs were about the same length, just a few points apart, reaching out and picking up the shortest one, Yi Zixuan's face was firm, and without the slightest hesitation, he put it directly in his mouth.

He is a person who studies medicine, and knows that the best way to take it is naturally to practice the genus of elixir, followed by other medicinal materials with mild properties, boiled into juice, and direct consumption is the last choice.

But the art of alchemy has always been a secret passed down from generation to generation, not only needs to be inherited, but also has the talent in this area, and cultivating an alchemist does not know how many resources are consumed, only those powerful family sects will have alchemists.

He didn't know if there was an alchemist in Nanyu Dao, at least he hadn't seen it so big, so Yi Zixuan had neither an alchemy secret method nor a medicinal herb to practice his hands, so he naturally didn't know how to do alchemy.

As for supplementing other medicinal herbs, although he knew the method, and most of them were also very common, there were a few herbs that were quite difficult to find, and it took some time to look carefully.

But what Yi Zixuan lacks most now is time.

If three medium-sized irises were given to ordinary monks, they could almost open eight or nine knots, but Yi Zixuan had a strong physique and high absorption efficiency, so he thought he should be able to open two knots.

At the entrance of the elixir, Yi Zixuan's two rows of teeth grinded up and down, crushing them like fine iron, and the degree of digestion was as high as ninety, and a trace of sweet blood began to appear in his mouth.

The elixir that had already turned into a shatter was in his stomach, Yi Zixuan only felt that the qi and blood in his body were boiling, every inch of his skin was hot, and the six knots on the pulse began to shine.

The lower abdomen was swollen, and there was a muffled thunder sound, as if the firecrackers were covered in an iron pot, and the roar was endless, and Yi Zixuan could feel that the energy in the iris was flowing out wildly.

The energy contained in the elixir was amazing, like an undercurrent slamming into it.