Chapter 162: Unexpected Miraculous Medicine

After hearing that Xu Feng was also a second-class guest, Master Cui was shocked at first. Like other monks who heard the news for the first time, he looked him up and down.

Then he stood up and greeted him again.

"Xu Keqing, since we are all our own people, I won't beat around the bush.

Although Liang Xiaoyou took the soul nourishing pill to temporarily save her life, her injuries to Shi Hai continued to affect her.

Such a serious injury cannot be prevented from getting worse by just a first-order elixir.

If you want to completely save her life, you must take the second-level high-grade Soul Pill. "

Alchemist Cui directly stated the method of treating Liang Wan'er.

Xu Feng felt relieved when he heard that there was a way to treat him. What he feared most was that he was helpless, as long as he had a way to think of it.

Liang and the other three were also relieved. To be honest, everyone's hearts have been tense for the past few days.

Seeing their behavior, Cui Alchemist shook his head and then told some bad news.

"The second-level high-grade soul elixir is not so easy to obtain. It can be said to be the most precious among the second-level high-grade elixirs.

In addition to being particularly difficult to refine, soul-nurturing grass that is more than three hundred years old is also very difficult to find.

To be honest, I don’t know how many second-level alchemist exchange meetings and various auctions I have attended in recent years.

But I have never found a soul-nurturing grass that can reach two hundred years of medicinal age, let alone one that is three hundred years old. "

Originally, when Pavilion Master Meng heard that the Soul Pill could cure Liang Wan'er's condition, she had already begun to consider asking that old acquaintance to refine the pill.

But when she heard that refining the Soul Pill requires the use of soul-nurturing grass that is more than 300 years old, she fell silent.

She knows all the spiritual objects in the treasure house on the third floor.

There are indeed soul-nourishing herbs, but they are all those that are decades old or more than a hundred years old, and there are none that are more than three hundred years old.

However, she could apply to the Jiugong faction headquarters by sending a communication talisman, but Liang Wan'er obviously couldn't wait any longer!

Why didn't it take a year and a half to wait for the approval from the headquarters and then deliver the elixir?

The reason why she thinks about Liang Wan'er so much is actually because of Xu Feng's face, or to be more precise, it should be because of his potential.

In recent years, she has personally inspected the talismans that Xu Feng turned in every year.

Finally, we came to the conclusion that Xu Feng's talisman-making skills were growing at an alarming rate, and his breakthrough to become a second-level talisman-maker was just around the corner.

This terrifying talisman-making talent surprised her but also made her happy. Since God allowed such a genius to be hit by her, she must hold on tightly and maximize her own benefits.

She had planned a lot of time for this, and Liang Waner's serious injury at this moment seemed to her to be a God-given opportunity to show mercy to Xu Feng.

But it seemed a little difficult to do this, because she was helpless about the problem of soul-nurturing grass.

But Xu Feng is different.

When I heard the requirements for refining the main ingredient of Soul Pill, I was so happy that I almost lost my breath.

It was a coincidence that when he and Luo Xinran were trapped in a dense fog maze, one of the soul-nurturing grasses he picked happened to be three hundred years old.

However, because his cultivation level was too low, he and Mr. Liang could not determine the specific year of the soul-nurturing grass.

Thinking of this, he thought, and the wooden box storing the soul-nourishing grass appeared in his hand.

After making eye contact with Mr. Liang and Luo Xinran, Xu Feng took two steps forward with the wooden box in hand, and then said:

"Senior Cui, I happen to have a soul-nourishing grass in my hand that cannot be determined for a specific year. The age of the medicine is about three hundred years. Please judge it."

"oh?"

Pavilion Master Meng and Master Cui looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

"Let me see. It is indeed difficult to determine the specific year of the soul-raising grass. Many alchemists make mistakes."

"Okay, let me take a look too. To be honest, I have never seen what the three hundred-year-old soul-nourishing grass looks like!"

"Okay, then I'll take a look with fellow Daoist Meng."

Alchemist Cui smiled and took the box from Xu Feng's hand, his movements a little careless.

In his heart, he did not think that the wooden box contained the 300-year-old soul-nourishing grass. He thought that Xu Feng had made a mistake in his judgment.

His last words just now were just foreshadowing in advance because he was afraid that Xu Feng would be embarrassed when he learned the result next.

When the wooden box was opened, there was no gasp of air.

Alchemist Cui first picked up the soul-nourishing grass, looked around, touched and smelled it, and struggled for a long time without coming to a conclusion.

Then the elixir fell into Meng Ruoyu's hands. As the person in charge of Qufeng Pavilion, she must have very good eyesight, and she also has her own way of judging elixirs.

It took a full quarter of an hour for the two of them to reach an agreement.

"After our identification, this soul-nourishing grass is not three hundred years old."

Alchemist Cui said.

When Mr. Liang heard this answer, his eyes darkened and he fell straight back.

Fortunately, the two girls, Luo Xinran and Xu Tinglan, had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported him.

"It's a six-hundred-year-old medicine."

Pavilion Master Meng added.

You sing and harmonize, why are you talking about cross talk here? What time has this happened? Human lives are a matter of great importance. Is this really okay for you?

Xu Feng thought speechlessly, if he was not weak enough to do it, he would have to do it to these two guys who like to breathe loudly when they talk.

"Six hundred years old? Can you two seniors confirm it?"

Old Liang's expression changed from sadness to joy, and he asked in disbelief.

"Of course, if one of us made a mistake, it would be fine, but since we both came to the same conclusion, there should be no problem."

Pavilion Master Meng said confidently.

"Then what about the alchemy?"

Xu Feng is no longer very interested in the specific age of this soul-nourishing grass. For him, as long as it is more than three hundred years old, it can be used to refine the soul pill to treat Liang Wan'er's injuries.

"Leave it to me. This soul-nourishing grass is almost close to the category of third-level spiritual medicine. I will definitely find the most outstanding second-level top-grade alchemist to refine the soul pill for you."

Pavilion Master Meng took the responsibility and she already had the best candidate in mind.

"What about the auxiliary medicine?"

The problem of the main medicine has been solved, and the problem of the alchemist has also been solved, but it does not mean that this furnace of pills can be refined.

The problem of auxiliary medicines must also be considered. The auxiliary medicines of second-level top-grade pills will not be too cheap.

"You don't have to worry about this. I will take the auxiliary medicine from the treasure house on the third floor. I will just deduct your contribution points when the time comes. How about it? No problem, right?"

"No, no, just deduct it."

Xu Feng waved his hand. As long as Liang Wan'er could be cured, he would not frown even if he asked for all the spiritual stones on him, let alone contribution points.

"Okay, then you stay here first. Fellow Daoist Cui, come with me to the North District."

"North District, you don't want to go find that old guy, do you? No, I won't go, even if I'm beaten to death!"

Cui Danshi's face was full of fear, and his head shook like a rattle.