"What? Seniors want to find the Hidden Grass? Although this kind of spiritual grass exists in my ghost realm, very few monks take the initiative to find it. Because this kind of spiritual herb is not very effective, it is extremely inappropriate to use it to refine pills. ”

Suddenly hearing the faint grass, the old man surnamed Li was stunned. Although the two of them were not familiar with alchemy, they still had a slight understanding of this low-level spirit grass.

A great cultivator of the human realm actually crossed the realm to find the almost useless secluded grass, which made the two ghost realm monks very puzzled.

"Hehe, although this secluded grass is of no use, it is still of some use to Qin. The two Taoist friends just need to say where there is. ”

The secluded grass was something that Bing'er asked for by name, but at the time of the Yuanfeng Empire, although Qin Fengming deliberately searched for a lot of markets, he couldn't find a single one. It's not that this spirit grass is cherished, but this spirit grass is too uncherished. Even if a powerful monk touches it, very few people will lower their bodies to pick it.

The secluded herb is a specialty of the ghost world, and it will be much easier to find it in this interface than in the human world.

"Senior, let's not hide it, Brother Yan and I are extremely unfamiliar with alchemy, and we don't know the origin of those spirit grasses, but in the Northwest Ten Thousand Miles Away Mansion of the Fallen Mansion, there is a sect that grows all kinds of spirit grass, called the Yin Sect. As long as you find a monk from the Yin Sect and inquire a little, you will definitely know where the secluded grass is. ”

The old man surnamed Li talked in a low voice for a moment before he raised his head and said with a slight embarrassment.

Listening to the words of the two people in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but sigh, although the two old men surnamed Li were not weak in cultivation, they were already among the top in this world, but they didn't know much about various classics. It seems that the two of them are also ascetics, and they usually meditate and practice when they have time.

"Well, just as the two Daoists said, let's go to the Yin Sect. ”

Although Qin Fengming didn't know why Bing'er wanted to take this dark grass and what its effect was. But he didn't dare to slack off. You must know that Bing'er is the body of Tai Sui's young soul, and with such a physique, it requires some extremely special spirit grass, but it is also very possible.

Thousands of miles away, under the condition that Qin Fengming was not in a hurry, he didn't need to look for any teleportation array.

After handing over the Shenji Mansion to the old man surnamed Li, Qin Fengming led the monk surnamed Yan to enter the Shenji Mansion directly.

This time to rob the Xie family, Qin Fengming can be said to have gained a lot. Almost all kinds of classic books and jade slips that the Xie family had treasured for tens of thousands of years were collected into the Shenji Mansion.

Among these classics, there will naturally be refining experience in the formation that Qin Fengming is extremely interested in.

Going to the Yin Sect, with the speed of the old man surnamed Li, it may take several months, Qin Fengming has to study these classics well.

Looking at the several bookshelves placed in front of him, Qin Fengming was also overjoyed in his heart.

If it weren't for the ruthlessness of the old man of the Xie family who sent the two old men surnamed Li out, whether Qin Fengming would have such an opportunity to get the Xie family's collection is also a matter of two words.

After searching carefully for a long time, a jet-black jade slip loaded from a jade box appeared in Qin Fengming's hand.

The lid of the box was opened, and looking at the jet-black jade slip that showed a trace of energy fluctuations, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel a big move in his heart.

The jade scroll that was so preserved, without Qin Fengming having to look at its contents, already knew that this scroll was definitely not something of recent years. It must have survived for a long time.

When his divine sense sank into it and carefully scanned the scroll in his hand, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be slightly stunned on the spot.

He only glanced at the scroll in his hand slightly, and an extremely large special energy rushed straight into his mind, if he didn't know the sea firmly and hugely, or fainted on the spot, it would not be an exaggeration.

Under the strong self-steady, Qin Fengming glanced at the scroll in his hand slightly.

The text marked on this scroll turned out to be a kind of handwriting that resembled some occult spells. When exactly is the text, Qin Fengming is erudite, but he can't even recognize it.

"Yan Daoyou, I don't know if you can recognize the words on this scroll, this scroll is a little weird, it is better for the divine sense not to completely sink into it. Handing over the scroll in his hand, Qin Fengming did not forget to advise.

Hearing the words of his predecessors, the monk surnamed Yan was slightly stunned, and reached out to take the scroll, although he was already cautious, but his mind had just sunk into it, and he still felt a strange energy rushing straight to the sea of knowledge, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Just when the monk surnamed Yan could not bear it, he suddenly felt a stream of pure yin qi enter his body.

Qin Fengming would not let him be harmed.

With Qin Fengming's help, the surname Yan was not eaten by the words on the scroll at the end of his life.

"Thank you seniors for your help, the above words, the younger generations are also seeing it for the first time, and I don't know a word on it. However, the younger generation seems to have seen a similar font in that place, but it seems to have been hundreds of years ago. The younger generation needs to think about it. ”

Holding the jade slip in his hand, the monk surnamed Yan did not put it down, and he had already fallen into deep thought.

Looking at the expression of the middle-aged monk in front of him, Qin Fengming smiled and did not bother.

After a long time for tea, the monk surnamed Yan suddenly shook his body, and the essence flashed in his eyes, and he said urgently: "Senior, junior remember, when the junior was still a foundation building monk, he once participated in the entrance test of a small sect, and at that time, on the square of that small sect, I once saw two characters with this font. That's how those two words describe it. ”

As he spoke, the monk raised his hand and began to draw the two characters in his impression on the stone floor.

But what shocked Qin Fengming was that with the powerful cultivation of the old man surnamed Yan in the early stage of the ghost monarch, he had actually drawn several times in a row, but he could not fully describe one of the handwritings.

Seeing this scene, Qin Fengming's young face couldn't help but be shocked mixed with a hint of joy.

In this case, with Qin Fengming's understanding of the spell runes, he could naturally judge the key to it.

"Ah, Yan Daoyou, the two fonts you want to describe must be an extremely advanced rune spell, could it be that what is written in this jade slip is actually some kind of advanced spell? Yan Daoyou, it is absolutely difficult to succeed just by drawing. You might as well use a jade slip and rub it on the jade slip to try it. ”

A spell that could make a Ghost Monarch realm cultivator unable to describe, although Qin Fengming had never seen it, he had great expectations in his heart.

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan flickered in his hand, and a blank jade appeared in his hand, and his divine sense was imprinted into it, and after a while, a trace of joy appeared on his face.

After contemplating his eyebrows for a moment, he handed the jade slip to Qin Fengming with both hands: "Senior, although I don't know if the two handwriting are accurate, the general shape will definitely not be bad, please check it senior." ”

After handing over the jade slip, Qin Fengming's complexion had already changed drastically as soon as his divine sense sank into it.

"Yan Daoyou, are you sure that you once printed those two fonts in this jade slip?"

Suddenly hearing Qin Fengming's words, the middle-aged face of the originally calm Yan surname also changed dramatically. There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

You must know that the young man in front of him, although he seems to have a friendly face in his usual life, is indeed a great monk who can kill the mid-stage monk of the Ghost Monarch with a shot. Such a powerful monk, joy and anger are not good in the first place. The life and death of others is only a matter of their thoughts.

If he thinks that he deliberately lied and deceived, no one can predict what the consequences will be.

"The seniors, the juniors have indeed imprinted the two handwriting in their memories in this jade slip exactly. Don't...... Don't...... Is it gone?"