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Three hundred and sixteenth chapter ghosts linger

The pills Wei Changfeng held in his hand were made of Sishiji Yinhua.±

After sniffing the golden armor, he can naturally follow his instructions to find spiritual materials of the same origin, which is the fastest.

With its amazing sense of smell and exploration ability, you can quickly search for this mountain.

Sure enough, just half an hour later, the golden armor flew back and landed on his shoulders and screamed.

"Finished?"

Wei Changfeng was happy and immediately issued a new order: "Take me over!"

After the training of Qianyu Secret Technique, Wei Changfeng's current insect control ability is far from comparable to before. The communication between him and Jinjia has reached the point of being moved by his thoughts, and he can complete the command with just one thought.

The golden armor flew up again and guided him in front of him.

Wei Changfeng used his light skills and continued to climb forward along the rugged and steep hillside.

In any area with harsh terrain, if an ordinary treasure hunter does not know where the thing he is looking for in advance, he depends on luck, and he will not know how much time and energy he will spend on investigations that may have nothing to gain.

Wei Changfeng had golden armor in his hand, and the situation was completely different.

Finally, he found a large clump of silver flowers in the four seasons north of the mountain, near the rock cracks near the top.

Sishima Sigushen is not a very rare medicinal material, but it has a feature that makes all herbs very troublesome and difficult, that is, the petals will wither quickly after they are picked and lose all their medicinal properties.

Therefore, almost no alchemist uses the Four Seasons False Flower as medicine and refines elixirs, and at most its rhizomes are used as ingredients.

For Wei Changfeng, this is not a problem at all. Because he mastered the unique secret method of refining flower pills.

He quickly collected the flowers into his hands. Before the petals withered, he clasped his palms to activate the Taixu Dan power, and stimulated the Taixu Dan fire to calcinate it.

The moisture contained in the petals evaporates quickly, and after rubbing for two, it turns into fine powder.

As Wei Changfeng rubbed his palms hard, the four-season silver flower petals sandwiched between his palms quickly turned into fine white powder after being dried by Taixu Dan Fire, and finally fell into the medicine box he had prepared.

With the little Sumeru Ring, Wei Changfeng is undoubtedly much more convenient to carry various tools for collecting and refining medicines.

Collect, dry, powder making...

His movements were getting faster and faster, less than half an incense stick. The medicine box that could hold nine pills had been filled with medicine powder.

With so much petal powder, Wei Changfeng temporarily stopped collecting.

He took out the tripod in his palm.

The first time the elixir fire rub powder is just crude, and the medicinal powder made in this way is not good, so it must be put into the elixir for the second time to refine it. Only in this way can the medicinal effect be ensured.

A box of powder just fills the inner tripod.

Close the cover of the tripod, Wei Changfeng held the tripod in his palm with both hands, and urged the Taixu Pill with all his strength to refine pollen.

The process is not complicated, but the temperature of refining is extremely particular. Too much or too little elixir fire will lead to the wasting of all previous efforts and waste of all materials.

But Wei Changfeng's experience in his previous life is still there, and he has used it again in this life. Now he is even more familiar with it. The rich fragrance of medicine quickly emerges from the tripod in his palm, and the tripod cannot cover the trembling and spew out a slight white air.

After a while, Wei Changfeng stopped activating the Danhuo, lifted the cover of the tripod and poured out a fragrant pill.

This pill is about the size of a longan, round and silvery white, which is the product of hundreds of pieces of silver petals refining in four seasons.

It is said to be a pill rather than a pill, because it is still a spiritual material after being refined, and it must be matched with other materials to refine real pills.

Just now, Wei Changfeng sniffed Jin Jia, this kind of refined pill.

One, two, three...

The large clusters of Sishima Sigus flowers growing in the wet rock cracks were quickly picked and made into pills after Wei Changfeng's hand, and put them into the medicine box one by one.

In the end, he got a total of seven pollen pills.

This quantity obviously cannot satisfy Wei Changfeng, because the Qingshen Lingxu Pill he wanted to refine was not a small number. In addition to transferring part of it to Sihai Pavilion, it also had to stay in the shop as a signboard.

Put away the medicine box, Wei Changfeng was preparing to search other places.

"Junior Brother Wei, it turns out you are looking for this kind of silver flower!"

What he never expected was that at this moment, a familiar voice came to his ears.

Wei Changfeng took a deep breath and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He turned around slowly.

I saw Zi Yuaner standing there with a smile on the edge of the cliff less than twenty steps away.

Wei Changfeng originally thought she had left, but it turned out to be a big mistake.

The other party was simply a ghostly witch, and he was secretly following and peeking at him.

Wei Changfeng couldn't help but feel a little murderous intent in his heart!

"You want to kill me?"

Zi Yuan'er's smile became even more intense, and she seemed very happy: "I have no malicious intentions, and you can't do it if you want to kill me, unless you can advance to the innate realm now."

Wei Changfeng knew she was right.

Zi Yuan'er's light skills and hidden skills are undoubtedly very clever. With Wei Changfeng's keen perception, he was not discovered by the former for such a short distance, which is enough to show her ability.

Facing a head-on battle, Wei Changfeng may be sure to win the battle, but if she wants to escape, she may not be able to stop her.

"What the hell do you want?"

Wei Changfeng asked in a deep voice: "I don't have time to play children's games with you!"

**'s feet were stepping on the rocks, and Zi Yuaner gently swept to Wei Changfeng. She pointed to the grass leaves in the cracks and said, "Is this a silver flower in all seasons? I know there is a place where there are many such flowers, a lot of them."

"If you are willing to accompany me to Yan to the ancient battlefield to collect blood evil fruits, I will take you there!"

Yan returned to the ancient battlefield? Blood Evil Fruit?

Wei Changfeng is familiar with Yan Hui's ancient battlefield and the blood evil fruit.

Five hundred years ago, a large number of righteous sects and demon witches launched an unprecedented decisive battle on the western foot of Gushan Mountain, and the battle lasted for half a year.

Because it is soaked in too much blood and buried too many corpses, the battlefield has become a fierce place, and there are all kinds of strange things. If ordinary people accidentally break in, they will lose their souls at the worst and die.

Even a powerful warrior dares not go deep into it easily.

As for the Blood Evil Fruit, it is a spiritual material grown in the place with the strongest evil spirit in the ancient battlefield. It blooms in three years, bears fruits in three years, and matures in three years, so it is quite rare.

Zi Yuan'er actually asked Wei Changfeng to accompany her to Yan to the ancient battlefield to collect blood evil fruits. This request made him feel incredible and he didn't know what the other party's real plan was.

Wei Changfeng refused without thinking!
Chapter completed!
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