"Medicinal materials?" the guy was slightly stunned, frowned, and said, "Although our Baicao Pavilion requires a large number of medicinal materials for alchemy, they all have special procurement sources, and the medicinal materials of ordinary individual customers, with a year less than fifty years old, are generally not accepted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Fang Nan smiled, took out a half-foot square wooden box from the storage bag, put it on the counter, and lightly buckled the right finger bone, and the wooden box slowly opened.

In an instant, a fragrance escaped, and the guy took two steps forward and looked at it carefully.

"Burning bluegrass?"

Before the man could speak, a voice of surprise came from his side.

Fang Nan followed the sound and looked, but when he entered the door, the black-faced man who had a good conversation with his buddy had a peak of qi refining in his cultivation, and he was shocked by his cultivation when he first came in. At this moment, his face was full of uncontrollable anticipation, and he stared intently at the wooden box.

Fang Nan's gaze swept over the black-faced monk's face, and then turned back to the counter.

This burning orchid grass is naturally one of the two plants obtained from Bai Lin, although it is said that a medicinal herb that is not low in age is quite precious, and it should be left by himself. But Fang Nan didn't know how to refine the pill first, and secondly, from Liang Yi's memory, Fang Nan learned that most of the pills cultivated by burning orchid grass as the main material were not for consolidating cultivation, but had other special uses, at least for the current Fang Nan, it was not of great use.

The man looked at it for a long time, leaned over and approached, sniffed it carefully a few times, and finally came to a conclusion, closed the wooden box, and said in surprise: "It's actually one hundred and twenty years old, and it's very rare for the burning orchid grass to grow at this time." ”

"One hundred and twenty years?"

Fang Nan was slightly surprised, in Liang Yi's memory, when chatting with Bai Lin, Bai Lin had mentioned that he had two seventy-year-old Burning Orchid Grass. When the two of them were killed and cleaned up the storage bag, Fang Nan didn't think much about it when he saw the burning orchid grass, and always thought it was seventy years old.

Unexpectedly, although these two were brothers of the same grandmaster, Bai Lin even had to hide this little detail.

"Are you right? It's really one hundred and twenty years?" Fang Nan looked at the guy and was about to speak, but the black-faced monk next to him suddenly took a few steps forward and interrupted Fang Nandu's words excitedly.

"Yes, although it seems that the quality has deteriorated a little improperly recently, there are indeed one hundred and twenty years of age. The guy pushed back the wooden box, and said with a look of affirmation on his face.

"Haha, that's good, that's good...... Guo'er's illness has been saved, hahaha......" After receiving the reply, the black-faced man couldn't hide his ecstasy for a while, he rubbed his hands and suddenly reacted, turned around and grabbed Fang Nan's shoulder, and said excitedly: "This little brother, how about you sell this burning orchid grass directly to me, I am willing to give three hundred spirit stones!"

Fang Nan only felt that his shoulder was embedded by an iron claw, and he felt a burst of pain, his face immediately sank, and he didn't care about the other party's cultivation, and said coldly: "Let go!"

"What?" The black-faced man was obviously still immersed in joy, and he was stunned when he heard the words, but he didn't react.

"I say, let it go!"

The anger on Fang Nan's face flashed, his shoulders shook, and his whole body burst out. The black-faced man only felt that his mouth was shocked, and he was involuntarily shocked open his arms, and his body was also crooked.

The black-faced man reacted this time, looked at Fang Nan, and arched his hand apologetically: "It was Zhang Mou's gaffe just now, please forgive me, little brother." ”

Fang Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't speak.

"In this way, if the little brother can sell me that burning orchid grass, I am willing to give three hundred and fifty spirit stones, and the extra ones will be regarded as reparation for the little brother. Seeing Fang Nan's attitude, the black-faced man smiled bitterly and said.

Seeing that the other party was so polite, Fang Nan couldn't put on a face anymore, after all, there was a huge gap in cultivation between the two, if he had changed to a monk with improper intentions, he would have directly bought and sold it.

The guy on the side looked a little embarrassed at the moment: "Brother Zhang, what are you talking about, this is also in my Baicao Pavilion, and this Daoist's elixir is also ready to be sold to us, aren't you breaking the rules like this?"

"I'm really sorry today, but Brother Wang, you also know that the little girl's **** must be more than a hundred years old, and the search has been fruitless in the past few years, so I was going to give up, but now I finally touched it, and I want to take it down anyway." The black-faced man said in a deep voice.

The guy surnamed Wang shook his head slightly, and sighed: "That's it, Brother Zhang and Zai Xia have also known each other for two years, and I also know about love, so I will turn a blind eye today, anyway, this Baicao Pavilion is not opened by our family." ”

"Thank you so much. The black-faced man's eyes flickered, and without saying anything, he turned back.

In fact, both of them knew that the monk surnamed Wang had always taken the initiative to befriend the black-faced man, how could he be embarrassed by this, the reason why he spoke like this was just to earn the other party's favor.

Fang Nan's face was calm, but he looked at the guy: "Fellow Daoist, there's nothing wrong with this price, right?"

The guy was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Fang Nan to ask such a question, he nodded hurriedly, and said, "The hundred-year-old Burning Orchid Grass has also been received by our Hundred Grass Pavilion at the price of two hundred and fifty spirit stones, although Daoist friends have a long year, three hundred and fifty spirit stones are definitely a sure win." ”

"That's good. Fang Nan nodded, handed over the wooden box, and said, "Three hundred and fifty spirit stones, bring them." ”

"This is a spirit stone, Daoist friends can count it. Seeing that Fang Nan was suddenly so cool, the black-faced man couldn't help but be overjoyed, and took off a storage bag from his waist and threw it over.

Fang Nan grabbed the bag, swept it with his divine sense, and after finding nothing abnormal, he hummed lightly, then put aside the black-faced man and went to the counter.

The guy over there saw that Fang Nan's spirit stone was abundant, and he was also a lot more polite, and bent down to take out several pills, ready to recommend them to Fang Nan.

Rumble!

Fang Nan smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when a thunderous sound suddenly erupted outside the attic, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, covering all the sounds in the market.

Snort!

Before the roar fell, there was a continuous sound of breaking the sky, almost resounding throughout the whole world!

"What's the situation!"

The black-faced man's face changed greatly, and he came to the door in a few steps, Fang Nan and the guy glanced at each other, and silently followed him to the gate of the attic.

I saw that outside the Fang City, the demonic aura was pervasive, almost covering half of the sky, and a figure exuding an amazing demonic aura came from the southern sky, and in a blink of an eye, it was across several miles, and came to the top of the Fang City.

"It's ......"

"Soul Eater Old Demon! It's the Soul Eater Old Demon of the Ghost Spirit Sect!"

"It's over, how could he come to Hanzhou, we're all finished!"

After the black-faced man saw the face of the demon cloud clearly, he was paralyzed, leaning against the door frame and half-sitting down with a desperate expression.

The guys on the side were also sluggish, looking like they were waiting to die on the spot.

Fang Nan touched his nose and smiled bitterly. Although he didn't know who the Soul Eater Old Demon was, seeing the two of them look like this, he was afraid that he had encountered a catastrophe today.

Poof!

A thousand-zhang giant sword with a whole body of emerald suddenly appeared out of thin air above the Soul Devouring Old Demon, and immediately turned into an afterimage at a speed that Fang Nan couldn't see clearly, and quickly slashed down!

The Soul Eater Old Demon, who was still at an astonishing speed just now, was like being added by a huge force at this moment, his body was sticky and sluggish, and he retreated sharply backwards, only to dodge this sword dangerously.

In the dark magic cloud, a middle-aged man's angry voice immediately came out:

"Nanhua Xiao'er, you have chased and killed me all the way for more than 6,000 miles, do you really think that this seat is afraid of you!"