Like many places, Yunxiao City also has a place that specializes in selling medicinal materials. It is a wide but not very long street, with people coming and going from morning to night, and it is bustling.

At this time, Daoyuan was walking alone on the street.

Of course, he came here to buy medicine, but what he wanted to buy was something unusual, but a herb called Di Linghua.

The earth spirit flower is not among the rare magical medicines, but it is extremely rare. It is said that it has the effect of returning to the original and nourishing the spirit. Daoyuan thought hard for a long time, and finally felt that this thing should have some effect on the recovery of the true essence of Hai Wuya, so he came here specifically to try his luck.

In a row, he not only visited all the medicinal materials shops here, but also inquired about countless herb collectors who came to sell medicinal materials, but still found nothing. But he was not discouraged because he knew that this earthly spirit flower is indeed rare and extremely ordinary in shape, and it is almost no different from ordinary wild flowers. It is very likely that most herb collectors do not know that there is such a thing at all. Even he himself has only seen some sporadic records in the book, and has never seen even the patterns, let alone the real thing.

From the beginning of the morning sun to the fall of the golden crow, another day passed, until the people on the street had left and most of the shops were about to close, he looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the distance and walked slowly back to the martial arts courtyard.

"It seems that this earth spirit flower is really hard to find. After searching for the past two days, there is no clue at all... Sword Spirit, if you think about it carefully, is there no other way?"

"Even if this method exists, it will definitely be extremely difficult!" Jian Ling frowned and said, "In my era, there was a stunning and genius who was known as the Dan Zun. His alchemy method was shocking the world and wept ghosts and gods. Everyone in the world knew it. Some ordinary herbs had the magical effect of living dead people and flesh and bones in his hands! Moreover, at that time, various treasures of heaven and earth were emerging one after another, without any lack. Unlike now, it was difficult to find a spirit flower in the earth! I think if he was still alive, there might be a way..."

"Then are you talking about it in vain! How many people in that era can survive until now? Even if they live endlessly and live to this day, legends like this are basically hiding in the valley and unable to hide in the world. How can we have such great fate and meet the heavenly sea!" Daoyuan sighed: "So, let's talk about something practical."

"When did I say I've been looking for him?" Jian Ling said dissatisfiedly: "You have to know that the path of alchemy, like martial arts, will there be a inheritance of incense. Will people like Dan Zun continue their inheritance??"

Daoyuan's heart moved: "I remember three thousand years ago, two powerful figures appeared on the mainland - Dan Zun and Poison Zun! Legend has it that one of them specializes in elixirs and the other specializes in drug production, and their methods have reached the realm of transformation. They were two extremes in the world at that time and were also opponents who had been stalemate for life. Could it be that the Dan Zun among them was the successor of the Dan Zun of your era?"

"This is very likely!" Jian Ling nodded and said, "However, my elixir at that time was not only good at refining elixirs. You also know that if you know all this, you can even kill people. He also has a very high level of attainment in the path of poison, but he does not want to hurt the creatures too much and plant boundless sins, so few people know that he is actually a master of poison!"

The two were talking to themselves, and suddenly, Jian Ling spoke out and reminded: "Be careful, there is a master in front of you!"

Almost at the same time, Daoyuan heard two sounds of flying through the air. The speed was so fast that it was indeed extraordinary. He flashed and quickly hid in a hidden dark place, looking up at the top.

Two black shadows, one in front and one behind, flashed by the roof.

Although it was only a blink of an eye, Daoyuan still recognized the black shadow behind him. He was no one else, but the messenger Xue Cheng.

"It seems that he is chasing the man in front of him. Has something happened again...?"

"You will know whoever you go and see it! Although the murderous intent they exudes is very weak, it still won't hurt me!" The sword spirit seemed a little excited.

Daoyuan nodded, held the sword of life and death in the back hand, and followed with the guidance of the sword spirit.

The black shadow in front seemed to be very familiar with the terrain in the city. It didn't take long to arrive at the edge of the city. The moment he flew up to the city wall, he waved his hand and fainted the two patrol soldiers. His feet touched the ground and his body rushed out of the city like a big bird.

Xue Cheng did not hesitate, and then followed up in a hurry.

At this time, other soldiers patrolling the city wall noticed the movement here and came to check it out.

Although Daoyuan could fly over the city wall, he could not be as relaxed and relaxed as the two of them before. He was unknown. In desperation, he had to come to the city gate and take out the token given by Xiao Bufan, indicating that he was going to leave the city.

The city guardian checked the token and without saying a word, he ordered people to open the city gate and let him out of the city.

At this time, the two of them had already disappeared and disappeared. The sword spirit flashed the sword of life and death, and felt it silently for a moment, pointing to the southeast direction: "Where is it!"

Daoyuan dared not be negligent, and with the cover of the hazy moonlight, he carefully followed him, and the sword spirit followed him, wandering slowly and slowly.

He activated his true energy and took the star step to the extreme until he chased for more than ten miles before he stopped at the reminder of the sword spirit.

"If you don't want to be discovered, this distance is enough."

Daoyuan bent over and hid behind a weed, looking out.

More than a hundred feet ahead, Xue Cheng and the man in black were more than ten feet apart. No one spoke, and they looked at each other coldly.

"Why don't you run away?" Looking at the calm and composed appearance of the black-clothed person, Xue Cheng couldn't bear it.

"Run? Do you think I'm running? Haha..." The man in black opened his mouth and laughed, and the black face towel shook slightly with his laughter: "It seems that I overestimate you!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xue Cheng's face changed and he said angrily: "What do you want to do if you lead me here?"

"Kill you!" The man in black stopped laughing and said two words coldly.

"What a big tone!" Xue Cheng laughed instead of anger: "Why didn't I realize that you have the ability to kill me? Running fast does not mean that your cultivation is high!"

The man in black looked at a large dark cloud floating in the distance, slowly covering the lightly bright moonlight, and said leisurely: "So I said, I overestimate you."

"Who are you? Don't you know the identity of this messenger?!"

Xue Cheng was sitting alone in the room, but was alarmed by this person. He thought it was a thief. He was frightened and angry, so he wanted to catch him and punish him. He didn't expect that this person was very smart in light body skills. After knowing that he was discovered, he ran away immediately. His speed was as fast as a wind. With his strength, he could not catch up with him in a hurry. In anger, he didn't think about anything else, and followed the man in black and came here all the time.

When the other party stopped, he was secretly shocked: Could it be that he led me here to surround me? But then he felt relieved. The place was flat and spacious, with only a few sparse weeds, but he could not hide many people. Moreover, along the way, he could see that the other party's strength was not higher than him, but it was just a faster speed.

"Hehe... I only know your identity, but I will kill you. You even use your identity to scare me. It's so ridiculous!"

With a choking sound, a sword light like autumn water appeared. Xue Cheng looked at the man in black gloomy: "If you want to kill me, then show your strength!"

The man in black calmly unhurriedly untied the weapon on his waist. It was a sword that was only about a foot long, with a black scabbard and a black hilt. When he pulled it out, Xue Cheng was surprised to find that even the sword body was black.

That kind of black is different from the ancient and grandeur of the Sword of Life and Death, pure and grand, but an extremely strange and cold, sensual coldness, as if the sword had been in the Abyss of Prison for countless years, absorbing all the darkness inside, and then became what it is now.

Xue Cheng was shocked with slight sensation, then gritted his teeth and prepared to attack. He felt that if he waited for a while, he might be disturbed by the murderous intent emitted by the sword. Before the war started, he would be at a disadvantage.

A strong wind suddenly broke out on the flat ground, and Xue Cheng took action.

The autumn water-like sword body instantly condensed into a cold light, and quickly stabbed at the man in black. The next moment, the cold light was divided into two and turned into two, followed by three, four, and five...

More and more cold lights appeared with Xue Cheng's advance figure, and when they crossed more than ten feet away, the cold lights had increased to nearly a hundred, like lightning breaking through the clouds, ruthlessly slashing over.

"A little trick for carving insects!" The man in black snorted disdainfully and slowly raised his right hand. The short sword seemed to be filled with air. Its length actually doubled in an instant, and the sword body was more than three inches wider. The black light became more and more strange and unpredictable, chaotic.

If you look closely, you will know that it is not actually a sword body that becomes longer and wider, but a black mist full of death that attaches to the sword. The fog is exactly the same color as the sword body, very much like the derived sword light, so it is easy to make people feel illusioned.

Xue Cheng had never seen such a strange situation before, and was shocked, but at this moment the arrow had to be fired on the string. He shouted loudly and tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart. As the wind whistled, silver light and black fog suddenly met.

boom!

The sound was like thunder, and sparks were splashing everywhere. Countless soil with thick grass was shaken out by powerful energy, and many dead grass were directly shaken into powder. Where the two fought, a large pit of more than meter wide appeared instantly.

Xue Cheng withdrew dozens of steps in a row, his expression slowly turned into shock, and he said in a lost voice: "You... are you hiding your strength..."
Chapter completed!