"What? Senior wants to find the Netherworld Herb? Although this kind of spiritual grass exists in our ghost world, few monks take the initiative to look for it. Because this kind of spiritual herb is not very effective, it is extremely useful for refining elixirs.
Inappropriate."
When they suddenly heard about Yousui Grass, the two old men named Li were stunned. Although they were not familiar with alchemy, they still had some understanding of this low-level spiritual grass.
A dignified great monk from the human world actually crossed the border to look for the almost useless Nether Grass, which puzzled the two ghost world monks.
"Haha, although this deep grass has no use, it is still of some use to Qin. The two Taoist friends only need to tell where it exists."
Yousui grass was something that Bing'er asked for by name. However, during the Yuanfeng Empire, Qin Fengming, although he deliberately searched many places, could not find a single one. It is not that this kind of spiritual grass is precious, but that it is
Planting spiritual grass is too disrespectful. Even if powerful monks come across it, few people will lower themselves to pick it.
The deep herb is a specialty of the ghost world, so it is much easier to find it in this interface than in the human world.
"Senior, to be honest, Brother Yan and I are extremely unfamiliar with alchemy, and we are even less familiar with the source of those spiritual herbs. However, in Qiyu Mansion, which is thousands of miles to the northwest, there is a plant that grows various kinds of alchemy.
The sect where Lingcao was founded is called the Jianyin Sect. As long as you find a monk from the Jianyin Sect and do a little research, you will definitely know where the Yousuicao is."
The old man surnamed Li discussed in a low voice for a while, then raised his head and said this with a slight embarrassment.
Listening to the words of the two people in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile. Although the two old men surnamed Li were not weak in cultivation and were already among the top in this world, they had not dabbled in various classics. It seemed that the two of them had not studied much.
He is also an ascetic who meditates and practices when he has time.
"Well, as the two fellow Taoists said, we will go to the Yin Sect and his party."
Although Qin Fengming didn't know why Bing'er wanted to take this Yousui grass and what its effects were. But he didn't dare to be negligent. You must know that Bing'er is the body of Tai Sui's young soul. Such a physique requires some
It is an extremely special spiritual grass, but it is also very possible.
Thousands of miles away, and when Qin Fengming was not in a hurry, there was no 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 directly into the Shenji Mansion.
Qin Fengming gained a lot from this robbery of the Xie family. Almost all the various classics and jade slips that the Xie family had collected for tens of thousands of years were collected into the Shenji Mansion.
Among these classics, there will naturally be some experience in refining formations that Qin Fengming is extremely interested in.
Going to the Jiyin Sect, with the speed of the old man named Li, may take several months. Qin Fengming will definitely have to study these classics carefully.
Looking at the several bookshelves placed in front of him, Qin Fengming was filled with joy.
If the old man of the Xie family hadn't been so ruthless as to give away the two old men named Li, whether Qin Fengming would have had such a chance to obtain the collection of the Xie family is a matter of debate.
After searching carefully for a long time, a black jade slip contained in a jade box appeared in Qin Fengming's hand.
When the lid of the box was opened and Qin Fengming looked at the black jade slip that showed traces of energy fluctuations, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
The jade slip scroll thus preserved, Qin Fengming knew without looking at its contents that this scroll was by no means a recent thing. It must have been around for a long time.
When his consciousness sank into it and he carefully scanned the scroll in his hand, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be slightly stunned on the spot.
He just glanced at the scroll in his hand, and an extremely huge special energy rushed straight into his head. If his consciousness sea was not strong and huge, it would not be an exaggeration to faint on the spot.
After forcing himself to stabilize his mind, Qin Fengming briefly looked at the scroll in his hand.
The text marked on this scroll turned out to be a kind of handwriting that seemed to be written but not written, and was somewhat similar to some arcane spells. Qin Fengming was not able to identify the specific date of the writing, despite his erudition.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, I wonder if you can recognize the words on this scroll? This scroll is a bit weird, so it's better not to sink your spiritual consciousness into it completely." Qin Fengming did not forget to warn as he handed over the scroll in his hand.
After hearing what the senior said, the monk surnamed Yan was slightly startled, and reached out to take the scroll. Although he was cautious, but as soon as his mind sank into it, he still felt a strange energy rushing straight into the sea of consciousness, and his body couldn't help shaking.
Just when the monk surnamed Yan couldn't bear it, he suddenly felt a stream of pure yin energy entering his body.
Qin Fengming would not let it get hurt.
With Qin Fengming lending a helping hand, the middle-aged Yan surnamed Yan was not repelled by the words on the scroll.
"Thank you, senior, for your help. This is the first time that this junior has seen the writing above, and I don't recognize a single word on it. However, I seem to have seen a similar font there, but it seems to have been hundreds of years ago.
The juniors need to think carefully."
Holding the jade slip in his hand, the monk surnamed Yan did not put it down and was already deep in thought.
Looking at the expression of the middle-aged monk in front of him, Qin Fengming smiled and did not say anything to disturb him.
After a long time of drinking tea, the monk surnamed Yan suddenly trembled, a bright light flashed out of his eyes, and said urgently: "Senior, I remember, when I was still a foundation-building monk
, I once participated in the entry test of a small sect. At that time, I saw two words in this font on the square of that small sect. Those two words were described in this way."
As the monk surnamed Yan spoke, he raised his hand and began to draw the two fonts he remembered on the stone ground.
But what shocked Qin Fengming was that the old man surnamed Yan, Gui Jun, had a strong initial cultivation level, but he could not completely draw one of the handwritings even though he had traced them several times.
Upon seeing this scene, Qin Fengming's young face could not help but reveal a hint of shock mixed with a hint of joy.
In this situation, Qin Fengming's understanding of the spell runes was able to determine the key to it.
"Ah, Fellow Daoist Yan, the two fonts you want to draw must be an extremely profound rune spell. Could it be that what is written in this jade slip is some kind of profound spell? Fellow Daoist Yan, just by describing it
, it is absolutely difficult to succeed. You might as well use a jade slip and try rubbing it on a jade slip."
Although Qin Fengming had never seen a spell that even a monk in the Ghost King realm could not describe, he had great expectations in his heart.
After hearing what Qin Fengming said, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan waved his hand, and a blank jade slip appeared in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness was imprinted in it. After a moment, a trace of joy appeared on his face.
After frowning for a moment, he handed the jade slip to Qin Fengming with both hands: "Senior, although I don't know whether the two handwritings are accurate, the general shape is definitely correct. Please check it, senior."
After taking the jade slip and passing it over, Qin Fengming's expression changed drastically just as his consciousness sank into it.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, are you sure you have printed those two fonts on this jade slip?"
Upon hearing Qin Fengming's words, the originally calm face of the middle-aged man named Yan suddenly changed drastically. There was even a hint of fear in his eyes.
You must know that although the young man in front of you seems to have a friendly face at ordinary times, he is indeed a great monk who can kill a mid-stage ghost king monk with one strike. For such a powerful monk, joy and anger cannot be based on lust. Others live and die.
It was just a matter of his thoughts.
If he thinks he is deliberately lying and deceiving, no one can predict the consequences.
"Senior, this junior has indeed printed the two handwritings in my memory exactly on this jade slip. Could it be that...could it be that...they actually disappeared?"