When Chen Feng heard this, his expression moved slightly, and 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 serious about looking 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 to Hanxuan Bingyan in meaning. It is rare in the world, maybe 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.
Xiao Yu's brain nerves were damaged due to the erosion of the strange poison of the world of mortals, and she lost all consciousness. If there is a magical thing like the Soul-Returning Grass, it can restore her to a normal state.
To put it simply, the curative effect of Huihuncao on Xiaoyu's situation is equal to the sum of all 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 glanced at Zhu Bufu with a frown, 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 that I didn't say anything!"
Zhu Bufu clearly felt the dissatisfaction in the other person's eyes, shook his head, sighed, and looked at Chen Feng again.
"Master, I have learned a lot about your situation recently. In Miss Xiaoyu's case, the soul-recovering grass is 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?"
"Definitely, absolutely sure! I can guarantee that Xiangjia 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 keep me alive?
Does it hurt so much?"
Xiang Yang listened clearly to the conversation between several people. He was extremely happy when he heard that Chen Feng was willing to exchange conditions. 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 gloomy and uncertain. After pondering for a moment, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.