"What? Senior wants to find the Netherworld Grass? Although this kind of spiritual grass exists in our ghost world, few monks take the initiative to look for it. Watch the latest chapter of Perfect World and be quick to see it. Because this kind of spiritual herb is very effective. It’s not big, and it’s extremely inappropriate for refining elixirs.”
When they suddenly heard about Yousuicao, the two old men surnamed Li were stunned. Although the two of them are not familiar with alchemy, they still have some understanding of this low-level spiritual grass.
A dignified great monk from the human world actually crossed the border in search of the almost useless Netherworld 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 Taoists only need to tell where it exists."
Yousui Grass was something Bing'er asked for by name, but during the Yuanfeng Empire, Qin Fengming failed to find a single plant even though he deliberately searched many places. It's not that this kind of spiritual grass is cherished, but that this kind of spiritual grass is not cherished too much. Even if there are powerful monks who come across them, few of them will lower themselves to pick them.
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 very unfamiliar with alchemy, and we don't even know 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 Ling Cao was founded is called the Ji Yin Sect. As long as you find a monk from the Ji Yin Sect and do a little research, you will definitely know where Yousui Cao is."
The old man surnamed Li discussed in a low voice for a moment, 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 did not have much knowledge of various classics. It seems that the two of them are also ascetics, and they usually meditate and practice when they have time.
"Well, as the two fellow Taoists said, we will go to the Yin Sect and his party."
Although Qin Fengming had no idea 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 body requires some extremely special spiritual herbs, but it is still possible.
Thousands of miles away, 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 must 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 cruel enough to give away the two old men named Li, it's anyone's guess whether Qin Fengming would have had the opportunity to obtain the collection of the Xie family.
After searching carefully for a long time, a black jade slip contained in a jade box appeared in Qin Fengming's hands.
Opening the lid of the box, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel greatly moved when he looked at the black jade slip that showed the slightest trace of energy fluctuations.
The jade slip scroll thus preserved, Qin Fengming knew without looking at its contents that this scroll was definitely not from recent years. It will definitely last 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.
He just briefly 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. Even though Qin Fengming was very knowledgeable, he couldn't identify the exact date of the writing.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, is it possible to 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 handed over the scroll in his hand and did not forget to warn him.
After hearing what the senior said, the monk surnamed Yan was slightly startled, and reached out to take the scroll. Although he was already cautious, 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 him get hurt.
With Qin Fengming lending a helping hand, the middle-aged Yan surnamed Yan was not bitten 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. I don't recognize a word on it. However, I seem to have seen a similar font there, but it seems to have been hundreds of years ago. 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 tea, the monk surnamed Yan suddenly trembled, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he said urgently: "Senior, I remember, when I was still a foundation-building monk, , I once participated in the entrance 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 floor.
But what shocked Qin Fengming was that the old man surnamed Yan, with his strong initial cultivation, 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, he is indeed a great monk who can kill a middle-level ghost king monk with one strike. For such a powerful monk, joy and anger are not limited to color. The life and death of others are just a matter of their 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... could it be... that they have disappeared?"
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