"Hehe! It's a trivial matter, and it's no problem at all. The middle-aged man smiled when he heard this, the ancient elixir may be relatively unfamiliar to many people, but for Jun Mowen, eight out of ten people who come here in the west are asking about these elixirs in the classical books.

"I don't know if the demon grass is this thing, do you know. Qingyu didn't make a fuss, and asked directly to the point.

"Demon Grass?" The middle-aged man looked stunned, but after a deep groan, he quickly replied, "I have a slight impression of this thing. Coincidentally, if we had asked about it a few years earlier, we really didn't know anything. But two years ago we got a new copy of the classics, mentioned above. This classic has been copied into the jade slip, do you want to see it for yourself?"

Qingyu showed a hint of joy on his face when he heard this, and when he was about to say something, a red light flew in from outside the house, and after circling around the roof, it accurately fell into the hands of the middle-aged man, and it was actually a messenger.

When a trace of different color flashed from Qingyu's face, the talisman burned directly on the middle-aged man's hand.

He stared at the fire for a moment, then flipped his palm to extinguish the fire, then sighed and muttered, "It's finally begun." ”

Seeing that he was in a fugue, Qingyu immediately coughed dryly, hooking him out of his contemplation.

He clenched his fists, "I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, I just received a message, a little gaffe, I'm really sorry, that classic will be sent soon, please be patient first." He snapped his fingers, as if to give some more news.

Qingyu nodded, but he still wondered in his heart, what could make a steward who Jun Mo asked so gaffe.

The middle-aged man shook his head, shook off the shock he had just received the message, and then said enthusiastically: "Pan is really rude! I didn't expect Brother Yang to be a monk who has just arrived in the northern capital, and he should enter the friendship of the proprietor!"

In just a short period of time, he had already found out the approximate origin of Qing Yu, which made Qing Yu a little surprised, it was really worthy of such a large sect that specialized in providing information.

However, he still maintained a faint smile on his face, not revealing what he thought in his heart.

"Daoist friends are polite. It took a lot of effort to come to this northern capital, and I didn't want to be too annoying. Qingyu coped with it lightly.

Seeing Qingyu's expression, the middle-aged man naturally knew that he didn't want to mention this matter more, so he immediately changed the topic with interest and talked about some recent anecdotes in the northern capital, which made Qingyu listen to it with relish and talk happily.

After a while, a boy walked in with an emerald green jade slip and handed it to the middle-aged man surnamed Pan.

The middle-aged man glanced at the pattern painted on this jade slip, and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist, this jade slip is worth one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, which is a one-time item, let's pay with one hand and deliver it with the other, this is the rule." ”

Qingyu smiled: "As long as this is what I want, I don't care about the price." ”

The middle-aged man also smiled and handed Yu Jian both hands to Qing Yu, and Qing Yu also took out a hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

Qingyu didn't say anything more, he directly took the jade slip and quickly scanned it with his divine sense.

In just a moment, Qingyu's expression was first excited, then confused, and finally fell into deep thought.

The middle-aged man surnamed Pan carefully observed his every move on the side, and when he saw Qingyu's expression so changeable, he couldn't help but have an unknown color flash in his eyes.

"Yes, that's it. Qing Yu finally pulled his divine sense out of the jade slip and said slowly, but the excitement in his eyes was much less.

"What, what's the trouble with this thing?" the middle-aged man asked tentatively after rolling his eyes slightly.

"Yang didn't expect that this thing was so tricky that it would be related to an eighth-level demon beast. A wry smile appeared on the corner of Qingyu's mouth.

"Rank 8 demon beast?" The middle-aged man was startled and looked at Qing Yu with an unbelievable gaze.

"Not bad. The so-called demon grass is actually a kind of companion demon grass, which is just a kind of heavenly treasure that is disturbed by its demonic energy in the place where the demon beasts above level eight live all the year round and are disturbed by its demonic energy. Qingyu sighed lightly and said a little helplessly.

After the middle-aged man heard it clearly, he was speechless.

It stands to reason that the Companion Demon Grass can indeed be seen everywhere, but if it is the Companion Demon Grass next to the eighth-level demon beast, it will be completely different.

In this Northern Dynasties region, the aura is thin, although it is said that there are even ninth-level or even tenth-level demon beasts overseas, but this is just a rumor after all, and to reach a place where there are demon beasts, it is no different from sending them to death.

At least a seventh-level demon beast, he hadn't seen it a few times in the Northern Capital, let alone a demon beast above level eight.

The middle-aged man looked at Qing Yu's gaze, with a hint of consternation, I don't know what kind of precious pill this person wants to refine, and he needs this kind of anti-heaven thing.

And not only that, the eighth-level demon beast, which is a high-level demon beast that has passed the transformation thunder tribulation and is already about the same as a human being, can be compared with the early Yuan Infant cultivators of human beings, not only that, because the demon beasts themselves are extremely powerful, and ordinary Yuan Infant early stage immortal cultivators are not their opponents.

Qingyu tried to call Bai Ling in the sea of knowledge, but since she accidentally mentioned the matter of turning demon grass to herself that day, she never spoke to herself, as if she was asleep because of weakness again, and there was still no response to this call.

"I don't know if you need Pan's help in addition to this? If there is, Daoyou can just mention it. The middle-aged man said boldly.

Qingyu thought for a moment and shook his head, "I'm fine, so I'll leave next." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and arched his hand, "Fellow Daoist, then goodbye." ”

Just when Qing Yu turned around and was about to push open the door and leave, a middle-aged man surnamed Pan suddenly stopped Qing Yu, "Daoyou, wait a minute, for the sake of you are also from the Chuyun Continent, I advise you, hurry up and leave the Northern Dynasty, you are in trouble." ”

Qing Yu was stunned for a moment, troublesome? Have you ever caused trouble? Except for killing those few people, he didn't cause any trouble, but this Pan Steward turned out to be from the Chuyun Continent, it seems that this person's character is not bad, but he still clenched his fists, "Thank you." ”

When Qingyu walked out of Jun Mo and asked, he understood what this person meant by what he said.

As soon as he walked out of Jun Mowen's building, a long knife reached his neck, and dozens of people in uniform surrounded Qing Yu.

One of them, who seemed to be the leader, said coldly: "I suspect that you entered the Northern Dynasty without permission and wanted to plot misdeeds, come with us!"

Qing Yu's eyes narrowed, and his right hand was placed on the storage bag, these people were the same as the ones he had killed, and even the cultivation techniques were exactly the same, so he definitely couldn't go with them!