The ghost alchemist laughed strangely when he heard this, and was very proud, "That's their business, it has nothing to do with us. If they want the elixir, we will sell it to them. And the elixir is real and can indeed work."
If you can refine it, if you can’t refine it, it’s because they don’t have the ability!”
Yang Ji smiled and did not stop the ghost alchemist from enjoying this little fun.
"Wanguanlou is held once every three months. After the martial arts examination, there will be another round of Wanguanlou gathering in a while. Before that, I have something I need you to help me with."
Yang Jidao.
"oh?"
The ghost alchemist blinked and quickly reacted, "What's the matter?"
"Liu Xiyuan's place, I need you to make an appointment with him again. I need him to help me collect something."
Yang Ji said and handed over a note written in advance. There was not much content on the note, only four items, all of which were the materials needed for the Dragon God Pill.
"These herbs are very rare. It is difficult to collect them by one person's ability. We must rely on the strength of Wan Guan Lou. Let him collect all these herbs for me. When will he collect them all? When will we talk about the Purifying Demon Subduing Pill?
The matter of Danfang’s sale.”
Yang Jidao looked thoughtful.
"Are you going to refine new elixirs again? Is it very important?"
The ghost alchemist lowered his head and glanced at the note, and said in surprise. Together with Yang Ji, the two had developed a certain tacit understanding. Yang Ji handed it to him so solemnly. Obviously, the elixir that Yang Ji had newly refined was very important and very important.
It may be more important than the "purifying demon-suppressing pill" that was refined before.
"Um."
Yang Ji nodded, there was no need to hide it in front of the Ghost Alchemist, and it was impossible to hide it.
"okay I know."
The Ghost Alchemist nodded solemnly and stood up immediately:
"In that case, I'll go find Liu Xiyuan now!"
Without saying anything, the ghost alchemist stood up and walked out with a look full of anticipation. Yang Ji seemed to have an endless treasure hidden in his body.
The last time it was the "purifying demon-suppressing pill", but this time I don't know what it is. The ghost alchemist is looking forward to the pill refined by Yang Ji more and more.
After the Ghost Alchemist left, the lanterns came on and the sky soon darkened.
Inside the room, a little oily light lit up. The surrounding tables and beds were illuminated in the halo.
Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.
"Xiaoji!"
Yang Jipan raised his sleeves and said something. Hiss! Amidst a low voice, a thin black line on Yang Ji's wrist let go of Yang Ji's arm, turned over, and jumped down.
Xiao Ji moves less and less now. Whenever possible, it will wrap around Yang Ji's wrist and remain motionless, as if hibernating.
"It seems more obvious."
Yang Ji looked at Xiao Ji's forehead, and the raised flesh spot there became more and more obvious. It was Xiao Ji's sarcoma. It was also the sign of his crowned snake.
Originally, when Xiao Ji shrank, these things were invisible. But now, they are gradually becoming more and more prominent.
Yang Ji can clearly feel the changes in Xiao Ji during this period. Although its body looks small and like a wire, it is actually heavy, has a very large mass, and is getting heavier and heavier.
Especially during this period, it is even more obvious.
"Xiaoji looks like he's going to be upgraded again."
Yang Ji looked at Xiao Ji, thoughtful in his heart. The evolution path of snakes is different from that of humans. Human warriors may have to pay attention to some understanding, such as understanding the unity of fist and mind, but snakes obviously do not.
Yang Ji didn't know how they evolved, but it seemed that Xiao Ji was obviously in some kind of bottleneck.
"Xiaoji now has the power level of the seventh level of martial arts. If he evolves to the eighth level of martial arts, he will be a great martial arts sect. It will be almost the same as the crocodile-shaped beast that he encountered in the lava space."
Yang Ji looked at Xiao Ji, thoughtfully in his heart.
In a daze, without realizing it, Xiao Ji had almost evolved from the nameless little snake outside Jin'an City to the top overlord among the aliens.
A crowned snake at the level of the eighth great martial sect, not only among snakes, but even among the entire heterogeneous species, I'm afraid there aren't many.
"The eighth level of the Great Wuzong's blood is so fierce that it breaks the sky with one punch. I wonder if there will be any changes after Xiao Ji evolves?"
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
Xiao Ji is the Crowned Snake, the king of snakes. Even among aliens, it is the top monster. Yang Ji really doesn't know what they will change into after they evolve to a certain height.
"Xiao Ji, Xiao Ji, I couldn't trouble you originally. But now, you are the only one I trust the most."
Yang Ji gently touched Xiao Ji's head and said softly.
"Sizzle!"
Xiao Ji spat out the letter, jumping up and down, with a nonchalant look on his face. On the contrary, he was very happy that Yang Ji trusted him.
"Go ahead and take a look at it for me. Don't let anyone else rely on it."
Yang Ji smiled and said.
"Sizzle!"
Xiaoji nodded, jumped away with a smile, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
After Xiao Ji disappeared, Yang Ji took out from his arms what he had won from the "elder brother" of Tianshui County during the day. It looked like wood and iron, and looked at the big lumps like castanopsis.
"It looks like it should be a wood-type treasure, but I don't know what it is?"
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
This thing gave him the feeling of a surging active volcano. Before it erupted, all the energy was hidden beneath the surface.
Holding the "big lump" in his palm, Yang Ji looked at it carefully under the lamp. The surface of this thing was concave and convex, like wood and iron. Except for the seemingly majestic energy hidden deep inside, nothing else could be seen.
"That guy said he got it from a ruins. I wonder what it is?"
Yang Ji thought to himself, with an inquiring look on his face.
The Han Dynasty was not the only civilization. Before that, there were many civilizations and many worlds.
This has long been known in this era.
Those disappearing and annihilated time and civilizations have left behind many things. Some of them can be seen as false or true, while some cannot be seen at all.
No one knows what this thing does until they really figure it out.
However, one thing Yang Ji is certain of is that, as the senior brother of Tianshui County said, the grade of this thing is definitely very high, definitely beyond the eighth level of martial arts, or even higher.
"Zi!"
Yang Ji flicked his fingers, and a little blood energy passed through his fingers and was sent into the lumpy sphere. When the blood energy entered the inside of the sphere, it seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, drew an arc, automatically bypassed it, and soon disappeared into the air.
middle.
Yang Ji tried several more times, from different directions, different angles, and with different powers. But all of them had no results. The pop-up finger energy was all deflected internally, and then disappeared into the air, completely unable to reach the depths.
at.
"Buzz!"
As Yang Ji thought, the blood in his Dantian surged up along the meridians, through his right shoulder, and into his palm. With a loud bang, he pressed his palm fiercely on the inside of the lumpy sphere.
Bang, this time a powerful force came back, and the force was so strong that it directly bounced Yang Ji's palm away, and even Yang Ji's whole body was almost thrown away.
The force that Yang Ji blasted in was almost as strong as the force that bounced back. Yang Ji managed to resolve it with great difficulty.
"how could this be?"
Yang Ji looked at the lumps on the ground and was surprised. Yang Ji thought of Tianshui County's "elder brother":
"No wonder that guy couldn't do anything about it and would give it away willingly. This kind of thing is completely repulsive to the warrior's energy."
Next, Yang Ji tried many methods, including mental detection, but there was no response. This lumpy sphere seemed to be self-sealed. It could not be boiled or polished, and it did not accept information from the outside world at all!
"It seems that we can only start with wood-type techniques."
Yang Ji pondered for a moment, then threw the big lump into the Najie bottle. Then he took out the "Wood Emperor Magic Skill" he got from Gou Mang Palace during the day.
A small roll of silk, unrolled, thin and long, with the words "Muhuang Magic" written all over it. The reason why I agreed to the bet with "Elder Brother" at such a high cost is because of the Muhuang Magic.
is the main reason.
To be continued...