When Chen Feng heard this, his expression moved slightly. A bright light flashed in his eyes.
In terms of value, Huihuncao is even more valuable than medicinal materials such as thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum and ten thousand-year-old stalactite.
If you are willing to look for the things mentioned above, you can still find them with some effort.
But the Soul-Returning Grass can be encountered but cannot be sought. It is similar in meaning to Hanxuan Bingyan. It is rare in the world. Perhaps due to the specific conditions in the world, there are only one or two plants!
The most important thing is, as can be seen from the name, this product has a strong restorative effect on the soul. According to science, it can restore the patient's withered nervous system.
Due to the erosion of the poisonous poison of the world of mortals, Xiaoyu's brain nerves were damaged and she lost all consciousness. If there were such magical things as the soul-returning grass, it would be enough to restore her to a normal state.
To put it simply, the effect of Huihuncao on Xiaoyu's situation is equal to the sum of the medicinal materials that have been searched for.
I really didn’t expect that in this environment, there would be such treasures in the world. If I had known this, why would it be so troublesome to find all kinds of medicinal materials?
"Soul-reviving grass..."
When Xiang Aodong mentioned the Soul-Returning Grass, his expression changed. He frowned and glanced at Zhu Bufu. He lowered his head and began to ponder.
"Brother Xiang, compared to an item, Xiaoyang's life is the most important, right? Of course, if you think the soul-returning grass is more important, just pretend I didn't say anything!"
Zhu Bufu clearly felt the dissatisfaction in the other person's eyes. He shook his head and sighed, and looked at Chen Feng again.
"Master, I have learned a lot about your situation recently. In Miss Xiaoyu's case, using the soul-recovering grass is the most suitable. Why don't you use this to give the Xiang family and his son a chance to bypass Xiaoyang's life!"
Chen Feng put away his thoughts, stared into Zhu Bufu's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that Xiangjia really has the soul-reviving grass?"
"I'm sure, absolutely sure! I can guarantee that the Xiang family really has the soul-reviving grass!" Zhu Bufu vowed!
"In this case..."
Chen Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart, took a deep breath, and looked at Xiang Aodong.
"If I can take out the soul-reviving grass, I wouldn't mind taking action once!"
Xiang Aodong looked gloomy and remained silent!
"Ah... Dad, what are you still hesitating about? Is a rotten weed more important than my life? Save me, I am your son, do you want to see me tear my head open and hurt to death?"
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Xiang Yang listened clearly to the conversation between several people. He was extremely happy when he heard that Chen Feng was willing to exchange terms. In this way, his life was saved!
But I Xiang Aodong's hesitation made him extremely angry and he screamed with a trembling voice.
On the one hand, it is my son's life, and on the other hand, it is something that is difficult to let go of.
Xiang Aodong's expression was uncertain. After pondering for a moment, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.