Chapter Twenty: The Scarlet Golden Python

  "Ah, not bad," Zixiao True Person nodded calmly on the surface, but his heart was already blooming with joy. For someone like him who treated alchemy as a hobby, getting an unfamiliar dan method was a delight, regardless of whether the resulting product was good or bad.

  "So, did the real person agree?" Ye Feng hastily asked.

  "After listening to you for so long, the other materials are easy to say, but this Jiuhuolongxingshengcao, I don't have it in my collection here," said Zixiao True Man.

  "Nothing? Well, it doesn't matter anyway. It's not like it was something important." Ye Feng recalled that the pharmacy didn't have Nine Fire Dragon Grass to begin with, and he had just been thinking of making use of waste materials. Since they were short on materials, there was nothing else to do but give up.

  Bai got a Dan formula from a thunder child, and although Zixiao was thick-skinned, he also felt a bit embarrassed. Seeing Ye Feng's disappointed expression, he quickly continued: "However, I do know where to find the Nine Fire Dragon Grass, which will be ripe in a few days. The problem is that the furnace has already removed impurities, and the elixir refining process has reached a critical moment. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave at that time to pick it up myself. Your current cultivation is not bad, why don't you go on a trip yourself? After all, it's not far from here."

  Dry! The nine fire dragon-shaped grass nearby must have the red flame golden python coiled and guarded, just a xuan cloud thunder pearl, it's not something rare, I won't go looking for that trouble. Ye Feng shook his head like a rattle drum and said: "No need, True Person, I was just saying this, since the materials are incomplete, let's forget it."

  Forget it? How can I forget it? I still want to see the refining process of this Xuan Yun Pili Pearl! Zixiao True Person heard and became anxious, those separated impurities cannot maintain their medicinal properties for a long time, and the Jiuhuo Longxing Grass will be eaten by the guarding python if not picked in time. Thinking of this, Zixiao True Person's face sank as he scolded: "You stinky little brat, how can a cultivator know difficulty and retreat? Since you think it's unknown whether to take risks for refining Xuan Yun Pili Pearl, I'll make it your task, go pick Jiuhuo Longxing Grass and come back to see me."

  "Hmm..." Ye Feng was choked by his own saliva, how could there be such a person? I've already told you the cultivation method, can't you just go cultivate it yourself if you want to see it so badly? But, is your arm twisted too big for your leg? The other party is a master of the Yuan Shen stage. "But, Master, this disciple has only learned one mundane martial art up till now, and there's no powerful artifact in his hands either. If he really were to encounter the guardian Red Flame Golden Python, he'd probably just become its snack." He said with a bitter face.

  Zi Xiao Zhenren felt a bit embarrassed, although on the surface he didn't admit it, but when he thought about it, Ye Feng had actually helped him quite a bit. Between his desire for gain and his conscience, he couldn't make up his mind. Wait a minute, Zi Xiao Zhenren's eyes suddenly lit up as he remembered what Ye Feng had said earlier, "You're not saying you only know one mundane martial skill, are you? Then I'll teach you some Taoist magic. You're not saying you don't have any powerful artifacts, are you? Then I'll...

  Zi Xiao Zhen Ren stretched out his hand to the side and snapped, a golden silk pouch flew into his hand from the corner. He opened the pouch and poured its contents onto his palm, saying to Ye Feng: "Ye Xiazi, do you recognize this thing?"

  "Jianyuan?" Ye Feng looked at the thing in Zi Xiaozhen's palm, which was a silver-white bullet the size of a broad bean. It looked like a dan medicine, but there was a faint flash of light on top that pierced one's eyes. At the same time, some information about Jianyuan flashed through his memory: Jianyuan, shaped like a pellet, meaning sword, sharp enough to cut gold and jade, soft enough to wrap around fingers and bind.

  "Hmm, you kid are quite knowledgeable. This sword is called Frostfall, it was something I obtained by chance in the past. Today, I'll give it to you to use." Zi Xiaozhen's finger flicked, and the Frostfall sword flew into Ye Feng's palm.

  "But really, you gave me this, how am I supposed to use it?" Ye Feng pinched the sword pill between his two fingers, its silver light dazzling as if urging someone to swallow it in one gulp.

  "You impetuous little rascal, I haven't finished speaking yet," Zi Xiaozhen scolded, continuing to say: "Although I am not particular about my temperament, I also don't want to pass on the secret methods of our sect in a disorderly manner. On the outer bookshelf, there is a 'Ling Zhuan Ru Yi Sword Manual', you can take it to refine this Frostfall Sword. Also, there is the true explanation of the Five Elements Sword Symbol, you can also take it to study, and use the sword symbol to enhance your sword technique's power. Three days later, no matter how much you've learned, you must come with me to pick the Nine Fire Dragon-shaped Grass."

  "This...alright," Ye Feng, seeing that he couldn't decline, stood up and pulled over the golden silk sword case, put the sword away, and with a helpless expression, bid farewell to Zi Xiaozhen and left the Dan room.

  Heh heh, you little scoundrel, since you've stirred up my cravings, it's not going to be that easy to get rid of me. Watching Ye Feng walk out of the Dan room, Zi Xiao Zhenren swung his hand and closed the large door of the Dan room. On his seemingly foolish and chubby face, a sly smile of satisfaction appeared.

  The dan furnace emitted a faint humming noise, and Zi Xiao Zhenren's expression turned solemn as he quickly dispelled his distracting thoughts and rapidly formed hand seals. As the hand seals were cast into the dan furnace, the humming noise grew louder, and with the final seal, the lid of the dan furnace suddenly flew open, releasing a dark red medicinal liquid that shot out.

  Zi Xiao Zhenren waved his hand and took out a porcelain bottle, pouring the dark red medicinal liquid into it. After corking the bottle, the fatty flesh on his face twitched slightly as he gazed at this separated impurity with a tinge of heartache, if only that slight mistake hadn't occurred...

  Yefeng, who had left Danfang's place with a helpless expression, revealed a hint of a smile on his face as soon as he stepped outside. He pinched the sword pellet in the golden silk scabbard, thinking that although it didn't seem extraordinary earlier, it was after all refined by a Yuan Shen stage expert, so its quality shouldn't be too bad. One sword pellet, one sword manual and the true explanation of the sword symbol - this deal wasn't a loss. The best part was that he finally had the chance to go outside and improve his diet.

  Song Renjie and Meng Changjun have already left the front hall, probably afraid of another awkward encounter. Ye Feng walked straight to the bookshelf, took out the "Ling Zhuan Ruyi Sword Manual" and "Wu Xing Jian Fu Zhen Jie" mentioned by Zi Xiao Zhenren, and looked at them for three days, which should be enough time to learn them.

  Ye Feng didn't waste any time, took the book back to the warehouse, sat down cross-legged, and first looked at the sword pill's refining method. Zi Xiao Zhenren refused to pass on the secret methods of the Inverse Heaven Sword Sect, and casually pointed out that this book was not a non-transmissible secret of any sect. The text looked very simple, but Ye Feng learned it thoroughly in no time. The Ling Zhuan Yu Yi sword manual, judging by its name, seemed like some kind of profound sword technique, but after reading it, he realized it was just the basic sword technique for operating flying swords.

  This sword mantra is too superficial, but the sword pill collected by a Yuan Shen period master shouldn't be an ordinary product, otherwise it should be thrown away with the broken copper and iron in the warehouse. However, when Ye Feng picked up the silver-white sword pill the size of a broad bean with his two fingers, he infused his true yuan from his fingertips, only to find that the sword pill given by Zi Xiao Zhenren seemed to have nothing special about it either.

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