Chapter 551: The elixir that makes Yang Yiyun drool

Yang Yiyun was extremely depressed, and muttered in his heart: "Don't I remember to provoke you? Last time it was with the first look. This time it was the cold that made me speechless. Is this a magical situation?"

Although Hu Xian'er was very upset, Yang Yiyun took out the handkerchief and handed it over and said, "This is the handkerchief you dropped when you crossed the cliff that day. Give it back to you."

Hu Xian'er was taken aback. She had been looking for a handkerchief for several days, but she did not expect that it was in Yang Yiyun's hands. It turned out to be picked up by Yang Yiyun when she fell over the cliff that day.

With a slight suspicion, Yi Nuan stretched out his hand to take the handkerchief and said, "Thank you."

"No thanks, it's just the original owner." Yang Yiyun replied.

He could see that Hu Xian'er was hostile to him, but couldn't figure out when he had offended her?

Yang Yiyun must have never offended the Hu family in the Northeast, let alone Hu Xian'er.

Seeing Hu Xian'er about to leave, Yang Yiyun still couldn't help asking: "Miss Hu, have I offended you?"

Hu Xian'er looked at Yang Yiyun and said lightly: "What do you mean by this? Why did you and I never say this before?"

"If not, why do you have to show hostility in your eyes when you look at me? The last time you were on the cliff, even now when you still look at me, there is hostility in your eyes. If Yang has offended Ms. Hu in any way, please Yeah?" Yang Yiyun was very upset by Hu Xianer's inexplicable release of the enemy, so he asked directly.

Hu Xian'er went silent, and glanced back inadvertently.

But Yang Yiyun followed her gaze, but saw that in front of Hu Xian'er was Zhanqing.

For a moment, Yang Yiyun seemed to understand something.

There are rumors in the outside world that he and Zhanqing had a festival, so if Zhanqing is an admirer of Hu Xian'er, she has reason for her inexplicable hostility towards herself.

There is no love for no reason and hate for no reason at all in the world.

"It turned out to be this one~" Yang Yiyun said to himself with a wry smile.

As soon as Hu Xian'er had left, Yang Yiyun smiled bitterly and shook his head to continue walking.

Regarding Hu Xian'er and Zhanqing people, Yang Yiyun really has no hatred or anything, and the communication with Zhanqing people is actually very normal. With the existence of the old man Jiuxian, there will be no conflict between him and Kunlun.

Moreover, the Zhanqing people Yang Yiyun had contacted were very open and upright people. The disharmony between the two was actually a kind of emotion in the young people’s dissatisfaction. There is no grudge, on the contrary, Yang Yiyun is right in his heart. Zhanqing people appreciate it, and the same is true for Zhanqing people.

It's just this kind of mutual appreciation that men won't say.

And Hu Xian'er is a fan of Zhanqing people. It is normal for others to defend Zhanqing people and be hostile to themselves.

Although she is very beautiful to Hu Xian'er, Yang Yiyun really didn't have any crooked thoughts. Today, she really returned a handkerchief, nothing more.

...

When Yang Yiyun walked halfway down the trail, a sharp sound suddenly sounded in his ears, but when he looked up, he found that Emei's sound master was holding a long whip and suddenly flew away toward the ice cold area on the right.

Immediately after the long whip was withdrawn, Master Sound Master had a crystal clear flower that looked like a peony in his hand.

When Yang Yiyun saw the many flowers in the hands of Master Sound Master Tai, his pupils tightened, and his feet moved faster. He suddenly remembered in his mind a kind of elixir that can only grow in the cold land, and wonderful sound The flowers in Master Tai's hands are very similar.

In order to verify if it was the elixir recorded in his mind, Yang Yiyun walked over quickly.

"Borrowed~"

"Borrowed, borrowed..."

On the narrow path, Yang Yiyun passed Hu Xian'er, Zhanqing people, Mei Shiying, Shaolin's young monk Fan Fan, and a young man from Tiangang Mountain, and came to Master Miao Yin.

"Can the Voice Master let me take a look at this elixir?" Yang Yiyun said directly.

Miao Yinian was taken aback, and then smiled slightly: "I forget that Daoyou Yang is an alchemist and is sensitive to elixir. This is a icy flower. Only here in the icy land. The inner kind of aura is sufficient, and the absorption of cultivation can regulate the true essence. Power.

It’s a pity that the icy cold flowers near the side of the trail have been dug clean throughout the ages, and some will grow occasionally every few years, but the age is not very high. If Taoist Yang Yiyun has a way, he can dig ice ten meters away. The years of the cold flowers are all over three to five hundred years, and there are even more than a thousand years.

Even with the presence of the cold air, it is difficult to dig and fall. The old woman also relies on the magic weapon to dig such a plant. Looking back, she has to treat the body for Yinger girl. This one will not be given to Fellow Yang, let’s take a look. . "

Master Miao Yin gave Yang Yiyun the Bing Han words in his hands to watch. They said very clearly that they should be left to Mei Shiying for conditioning.

Mei Shiying is the body of the gods and phoenix, Yang Yiyun knows this, and he also knows that the elixir in her hands can indeed help Mei Shiying suppress the firepower of the gods and the phoenix in his body, but it also treats the symptoms and not the root cause.

It seemed that the sound master was good to Mei Shiying, but Yang Yiyun thanked him and took it in his hand to watch it carefully, and then returned the ice cold flower to the sound master.

He understands that this kind of elixir is not called ice cold flower in the elixir of cultivation, but called Xuanbingcao, which is very commonly used in refining middle and low-end pill.

For Yang Yiyun, it is no longer enough to refine the current low-end pill. He just wants to refine the middle-end pill for cultivation, and he vowed to Sister Mei that he must heal Mei Shiying’s Shenfeng body. This Xuan Bingcao is one of the main medicines that can be used to refine Mei Shiying's bloodline of Shenfeng. He really has to get his hands.

Even if the magician gave him the elixir in his hand, he didn’t need it if the age was not enough. The Xuanbing grass used to refine the pill must be at least a thousand years old. If there is a thousand years old Xuanbing grass, it’s true. Will take a risk.

According to Master Miao Yin, there is no one to excavate the Black Ice Grass nine meters away from the trail, and the Black Ice Grass within nine meters has been dug with the help of magical soldiers, but there is no way beyond nine meters. No one in the icy air dared to take risks, or that no one had the strength to mine icy grass.

Sure enough, when Yang Yiyun looked nine meters away to the right, he could faintly see the existence of Black Ice Grass in the hazy cold fog.

And it looks like a lot.

Looking at the many mysterious ice grasses in the mist, Yang Yiyun wanted to keep his mouth open and said that in his eyes, there were all middle-grade pill, which was a treasure of heaven and earth that could improve the cultivation of the earth.

According to the records of the Cultivation Elixir, Xuanbingcao is extremely rare even in the realm of cultivation.

Yang Yiyun decided in his heart that he must not let go of these elixir.

Today's cultivation base has greatly increased, and there are some means to dig these elixir. Wouldn't it be a violent thing if you just miss it?

At a certain moment, Yang Yiyun's mind flashed, and he suddenly looked at the bank of the magma pool that changed from his left hand. Since there is a black ice grass on the ice cold side, will there be an elixir of the same level on the magma pool?

Yang Yiyun was shocked all over his eyes.

Immediately there was a flushing color on his face and muttered to himself: "Hey, he really came to the right place this time. I have enough of a main medicine for the Jiefang Dan, and I can refine a medium-level elixir."

On the shore of the magma pool more than ten meters away on the left, Yang Yiyun saw a fire-type elixir, which is also a rare medium-sized elixir to refine the elixir-the flower of the red flame.

It seems to be one foot tall, growing with three-pointed, three-pointed leaves. The flowers are fiery red, and the color is the same as the flame. You can’t see it unless you look closely. It looks like a burning flame from a long distance. There are only five or six plants.

This time, Yang Yi said that it was straightforward, and he quickly thought about how to mine the elixir of the left and right poles in his mind.

It is obviously unrealistic to use any magic weapon to mine. The nearby elixir has been dug by the ancient martial artist, and Yang Yiyun does not know whether his strength can resist the power of the two extremes.

I thought about it for a while, there is really a way, but I'm not sure whether it will succeed.

That is, among the three-headed spirit beasts of the Qiankun pot, Mino and the monkey are teasing, maybe you can try it. As for Wangzi after being injured, although he took the water of life to improve his mental and physical fitness, he did not show any innate magical powers.

After thinking about it, Yang Yiyun finally gave up letting the spirit beast take risks. After all, the two-pole power here was too overbearing. He was worried about hurting the spirit beast, and then decided to take the risk by himself.

He is a man who can do what he says, so he immediately stepped out and went to the ice cold fog area.

Yang Yiyun suddenly jumped out of the trail into the icy cold, and immediately shocked the voice master and said, "Friend Daoist Yang, you...?"

"Master...?"

"Door~"

The two apprentices in the distance, Shentu father and son, Qian Jue and others were also frightened by Yang Yiyun's frightening behavior.

This is a place of extreme dominance and extremes. Is Yang Yiyun doing death?

Many people who saw it thought of it like this in their hearts.