C17 Fructus Amaryllis

Savage, too cruel. This young man was not an ordinary person!

Xie Xiaofeng realized that he had still underestimated Ye Xuan, and secretly rejoiced that he did not lose his mind in a moment, as he was tempted by the ten Spirit Stone and also bet on Baldy Huang. Then, he would die miserably.

When Baldy Huang and the rest saw Ye Xuan cut off Zhu Ziyu's hand with a single slash, how could they dare to make a sound? They were all silent and did not even dare to breathe out, afraid that the next strike would hit them, causing them to lose both their arms and legs.

"Thank you, Manager. Let's go." Ye Xuan's Divine Sense slightly scanned, and the ore on the ground disappeared back into the Spatial Ring's body.

"Ok. Please, Lord Ye." Xie Xiaofeng had already lowered himself and bent down to guide the way.

"Those who ought to kowtow, those who ought to slap themselves, those who refuse to honor the gambling stake, will be chopped off. I, Ye Xuan, will do as I say." Ye Xuan turned around and left, leaving behind these words.

Thus, Baldy Huang was the first to respond. He knelt down, kowtowing, and then with a bang, the sounds of dozens of people slapping their lips became even louder. It was quite a spectacular scene.

The sound of banging could be heard incessantly. It was only when Ye Xuan's figure disappeared from their sight did the backyard quieten down.

The people on the palm looked at each other, their faces red and swollen. However, when they saw the bloodstained shopkeeper Zhu Ziyu, they felt extremely gratified. No matter what, their hands were still here.

"Sigh, normally your God's Stone Workshop would cheat and cheat, but now, it's time to kick an iron board."

"He deserved it!"

"That's right, he was greedy enough to swallow the elephant, and he even boasted that he was righteous enough to take back that ore mine that was made of dark gold and dark iron. His face was swollen, but his hands were broken and he couldn't take it back."

"If we buy that immortal gold, then we won't be easy to deal with. If we kill them all back, would we destroy the God Stone Workshop?"

… ….

Zhu Ziyu got up from the pool of blood with a pale face and said to the servant beside him in a low voice: "Quickly send a message to Master, tell him that there's been an accident in the stone shop. Also, investigate Ye Xuan's background. Wait, come back. Help me to my room first and find a doctor to treat my wounds. Quickly … "

While the God Stone Workshop was in a state of chaos, Ye Xuan had already arrived at Xie Xiaofeng's herb shop. He was in the seventh grade, drinking a iced tea made from a dragon anemone and admiring the treasure of the herb shop: Seven Leaf Grass.

A small flower with seven green leaves. Spring was not long, and winter was not cold. It constantly emitted a faint fragrance of grass that seeped into the heart, causing people to calm down and focus.

"Shopkeeper Xie, no wonder your shop is called a seventh grade incense, it seems that you got your name because of this Seven Leaf Grass, and this grass is indeed extraordinary and can be called a flower amongst grass, a high grade spirit medicine."

Ye Xuan slightly nodded his head and evaluated the Seven Leaved Grass in front of him.

"No, no. It is just a small blade of grass. It is you, Lord Ye, who have come to my small herb shop to make it shine!" Xie Xiaofeng had a bright smile on his face. Seven Leafed Grass was a treasure in his heart. Normal people wouldn't be able to see the true face of the Seven Leaved Grass.

"Smell the fragrance, but not the grass. The taste is divided into seven parts. If you carefully examine it, this is your original intention for naming yourself as a seventh grade incense stick." Ye Xuan casually said.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Xie Xiaofeng was stunned. After a while, he said, "Lord Ye, where did you hear this from? "That day, that wandering cultivator said so. He even said that he would come visit me again another time and pray for me in doing this. He said that he would draw in the Purple Clouds, Donglai, and let me live with my wealth for the rest of my life."

There were many ancient books that had the name of Seven Leaf Grass with the name of Seven Blossom Aroma, but most cultivators would never touch these ancient books, and only the ancient cultivators would keep these ancient books, so even the Liangzhou s today did not know the secrets of these Seven Leaf Grass.

Ye Xuan didn't say the last few words.

Blood Qi was food. The stronger the fragrance, the stronger the poison. Cultivators could use it to strengthen their body. mortals could use it to strengthen their own body, so they wouldn't be able to live much longer.

"Have I felt weak and dizzy in recent years?" Ye Xuan looked at Xie Xiaofeng's expression and asked.

"Yeah, he got a doctor to open some prescriptions for him. He ate them all, but he didn't seem to be sick. It's just that, Lord Ye, how do you know?" "Could it be that you also know the art of distilled water, and that you have the heart of a canteen to help the world?" Xie Xiaofeng felt that the boy in front of him was really mysterious and unfathomable.

"A canteen to help the world? "I don't have that kind of mindset, but on the journey of a cultivator, he killed the person he should kill and saved the person he should save. That wandering cultivator also said that when the Seven Leaf Grass arrives, he will pay us a visit." Ye Xuan answered indifferently.

"That's right, that's right. Lord Ye has godly foresight, but what you said just now, I, Xie Xiaofeng, am blunt. Please enlighten me!" Xie Xiaofeng was a shrewd businessman, so he naturally heard the thick sense of crisis in Ye Xuan's words.

"This Seventh-rank Incense is also known as the Devil's Snare Flower, and it uses a person's blood essence as nourishment. It can absorb a normal person's blood essence through the air, and when the flower is thanked, it will result in your death. That rogue cultivator only harvests fruits. After all, in the eyes of cultivators, the lives of you mortals are not worth mentioning."

Ye Xuan's gaze was calm and unwavering. He did not have any hostility towards the cultivator that did not care about human life. This was because all the cultivators in the world did the same and Ye Xuan did not want to be alone.

I cultivate the Dao, and those who obstruct me from completing the Dao will be killed without mercy. If I die, who cares if I die?

"Then... "Then what should we do?" Xie Xiaofeng's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"I'll take this seventh grade incense stick. If that cultivator comes knocking again, you can tell him these words. Mortal blood and energy, cultivation of the mortal body, and True Body can crush you like an ant." Ye Xuan's Divine Sense slightly swept his gaze over it, and the basin of seventh-grade incense disappeared, being absorbed into the Spatial Ring.

"This... "With just that one sentence, he was able to scare that cultivator?" Xie Xiaofeng was in disbelief.

"I killed a mere Mortal Body Stage cultivator with a single slap, like an ant." Ye Xuan acted like he wanted to believe it or not, he was too lazy to explain too much.

"Thank you, Brother Ye, is there anything else I, Old Xie, can help you with?" Xie Xiaofeng wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. He felt that even if he stood beside Ye Xuan, the pressure would still be as great as a mountain.

"In this Red Iron City, I want to find a place to forge weapons. I don't want to bother with those normal blacksmith shops, do you have a good place to recommend it?" After Ye Xuan left the Silver Moon Valley, he had always wanted to make a spear with his own hands. Now that he had the black iron ore and dark gold ore, he had gathered the main materials.

"The Red Iron City has a holy land for forging, a place without a master. It's an abandoned monastery in the outskirts of the city, and there's an earth fire that never goes out. Those craftsmanship blacksmiths in the city often go there to forge iron, and that is just because the earth fire is rampant.

"Oh? Earth Fire Smelting Ore Mine can also improve the quality a little. It's a good place, help me get a carriage, this is your reward. " Ye Xuan took out ten Spirit Stone and gave them to Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes lit up. He did not refuse and directly kept the ten Spirit Stone into his bag. Ye Xuan's image in the merchant's heart changed, from a savage youth to a generous financial backer.

After leaving the medicine store and renting a carriage, Ye Xuan got on the car alone and headed straight for the monastery on the outskirts of the city.

In less than an hour, they had arrived at this Taoist temple with earthen fire and paid the driver. Before Ye Xuan even entered the Taoist temple, a series of "ding dang dang dang" sounds came from inside the temple, one after another, and it was mixed with the hoarse roars of some strong men, making people's blood boil.