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Shi Feng did not hesitate, drank it all in one gulp, put down the wine bowl, and praised, "Good wine! This wine is spicy in the mouth, but it does not lose its sweetness when you taste it carefully. It is hard yet soft. It is really a rare wine."

Elder Cui laughed loudly, "Brother Shi is really so heroic! When other people see this Baicao wine, they only suspect it is poisonous, so how can they dare to drink it?"

To be honest, I used a lot of rare herbs for this wine. Brother Shi, after you go back, you will meditate and absorb them. A bowl of wine will be worth at least half a month of hard training.

This is a small gift from me to Brother Shi. "

"Such a good wine, then this junior should drink a few more bowls!" Shi Feng drank seven or eight bowls in a row, and then asked, "Senior Cui, may I ask if this Baicao wine contains heartbroken flowers?"

"Exactly. However, Brother Shi, there is no need to panic. Although the heartbroken grass is highly poisonous, the flowers it blooms are not poisonous. Instead, they are good medicine, but the taste is slightly bitter."

Shi Feng put down the wine bowl and said, "Senior Cui, can you sell the heartbroken grass from Wolong Mountain?"

Elder Cui chuckled, "Brother Shi, although heartbroken grass is rare, it can still be found in the world. The only species in the world that has white-leaf heartbroken grass is Wolong Mountain.

This herb is highly toxic, ten times more toxic than ordinary heartbroken grass, and the older it is, the more toxic it becomes. It is an excellent tool for quenching poison weapons. Jiu Ying Men never sells this herb for takeout. "

Shi Feng sighed, "So it turns out that this junior was rash."

Elder Cui glanced at him, "However, your Excellency and I hit it off immediately, and Brother Shi has helped us a lot, how can I refute your reputation!"

There are hundreds of years of this grass, thousand-year-olds, and very few three-thousand-year-olds.

If brother Shi wants a century-old one, I can give you some as a gift. "

Shi Feng shook his head and said, "The poison that is one hundred years old is too weak. What I want must be one that is more than a thousand years old, preferably three thousand years or more."

"Brother Shi, you are making things difficult for me!"

"Everything can be discussed. Three thousand years of white-leaf heartbroken grass, fifty plants in exchange for a soul-eating bone knife."

"What? Fifty...for..., okay, deal!"

Elder Cui only suspected that he had heard wrongly, and was afraid that Shi Feng would regret it, so he agreed immediately.

Shi Feng smiled bitterly, "Junior seems to have been fooled."

Elder Cui smiled slightly, "No way! No way! The white-leaf heartbreak grass in Wolong Mountain is famous for its extremely toxic nature. Don't worry, brother, every single heartbreak grass I give you is carefully selected to ensure the vintage. That’s enough!”

Of course he was happy. The Jiuying Sect had occupied Wolong Mountain for four to five thousand years. During the war between the sect and the Xuandu Sect, they vigorously cultivated White-leaf Brokenheart Grass in an attempt to defeat it with poison.

But later, the Xuandu Sect had internal disputes and split into three factions, which no longer posed a threat to the Jiuying Sect. Therefore, the white-leaf heartbroken grass that had been cultivated so hard back then was of no use.

When the white-leaf gutwort reaches 3,500 years old, its leaves turn from white to light red. Its toxicity is at its most intense, but its lifespan has also come to an end.

Jiuyingmen has harvested a large amount of white-leaf heartbroken grass, but they have no shortage of spiritual stones. They have been keeping them in the warehouse, waiting to be sold at a high price.

Today, I suddenly heard that fifty white-leaf heartbroken grasses can be exchanged for a soul-eating bone knife. Elder Cui almost jumped up with joy, shouting in his heart, "The ancestor is wise, the ancestor bless!"

He remembered that Patriarch Wu left his last words, don't sell the white-leaf heartbreak grass indiscriminately. This thing is only found in Wolong Mountain. Who knows if someone urgently needs it in the future, it can be sold at a good price.

This Patriarch Wu is simply a god!

"Besides, Senior Cui..." The two of them chatted more and more happily, and Shi Feng asked again, "I heard that Huozhu Mountain in Guizong is an extinct volcano in ancient times. The iron essence and tungsten at the bottom of the mountain are covered by The magma repeatedly melted and cooled, and finally fused together to form the Black Flame Iron Essence.

Huozhu Mountain is rich in black flame iron essence, which is well-known throughout the world. I would like to buy some of it. I wonder if it is okay? "

Elder Cui was in a very good mood and said with a smile, "There is no saying that it is rich. It is good to be able to mine eight hundred kilograms of Wuyan Iron Essence in a year.

This item is a rare iron essence. Every year before we start construction, guys like the Xuanding Sect, Ning Family, and Haining Hui will send people to come to our door and order all of them...

However, since Brother Shi has spoken, how much do you want? I'll give it to you. "

Shi Feng thought about it and said, "If it weighs two hundred kilograms, it will be enough for this junior."

"Two hundred catties? No problem, I'll keep it on my body."

Half an hour later, Elder Cui personally sent Shi Feng out of the Nine Infants Gate, while Chen Lingwei had already received a message from his ancestor, prepared a bag of gifts, and delivered them to Shi Feng.

Coming out of Wolong Mountain, Shi Feng flew with his weapon and came all the way to the riverside. Long Er greeted him, "Wow, Shi Laosan is finally back."

Shi Feng stretched out his hand and took the black turtle bone into his sleeve. He went to Wolong Mountain and left the black turtle bone outside just in case.

Although he is quite sure about this business, the Jiuying Sect is a major ghost sect in the Yue Kingdom. It has always been mysterious and has a reputation for both good and evil. It cannot be compared with the famous and upright sects such as the Hulu Sect.

White Fox asked, "How are things going?"

"It's going well. Elder Cui is extremely ambitious and has always wanted to unify the ghost sects of Yue Kingdom. It's impossible for him to refuse the temptation of the soul-eating bone knife."

White Fox praised, "You were alone, went deep into danger, and won such strong support for the sect. The whole Tai Chi Sect should really thank you."

Shi Feng shook his head, "Although I am here for the sect, I am more interested in avenging myself. If I don't kill Old Monster Mo, I will have trouble sleeping and eating in this life.

Elder Cui is very cautious in what he does. I have promised him that this matter will never be leaked. If I tell the sect, he will never take action.

After all, there is Lingxiao Sword Sect standing behind Demon Puppet Sect, and Elder Cui will never dare to offend Lingxiao Sword Sect. "

Bai Hu nodded, "Of course, Lingxiao Sword Sect is one of the six major sword sects. The sect has four great Yuanying masters. Its great elder Yuan Fengling is nicknamed Jianchi. He is the same as Shangqingguan Chongyu Sword. The four great swordsmen in the Qin Dynasty are as famous as the Saints! Elder Cui cannot afford to offend them."

While talking, Shi Feng took out a jade box and said, "Master Hu, according to your wishes, I asked Elder Cui for the Heartbroken Grass, and he agreed. Fifty white-leaf Heartbroken Grasses were exchanged for a soul-eating bone knife. This is To show his sincerity, he gave me some gifts.”

The white fox took it, pointed his finger, and opened the box. Twenty finger-long hay plants were neatly placed inside.

"Huh? It's actually a red-leaf heartbroken grass!" Bai Hu's eyes lit up, "That's from the year 3500."

"Yes." Shi Feng replied, "I vaguely learned that there is a large amount of mature white-leaf gallbladder in Jiuyingmen, because after more than three thousand years, the leaves have turned from white to light red."

The white fox identified it carefully, "Then will he also exchange this kind of red-leaf heartbroken grass in the future?"

"Well, he said yes."

The white fox was overjoyed, "That's great, Little Shitou. It seems that you have a good chance to come here. Three thousand and five hundred years of red-leafed heartbroken grass, tsk tsk, that's so rare."

Long Er was puzzled, "Isn't this Elder Cui very smart? How could he give such precious fairy grass to Shi Laosan for nothing?"

White Fox said, "Of course he is not stupid, but although heartbroken grass is good, its function is very simple. It is usually used to make poison, or to extract the grass juice and apply it on the weapon."

"From what you're saying, this heartbroken grass must have other magical uses?" Long Er asked, tilting his head.

"Well, I plan to let Little Shitou eat one every two months."

Long Er wondered, "Ah! Why did you poison Shi Laosan? Did you, old fox, take a fancy to his beautiful junior sister Qin and plan to kill her husband and take his wife?"

But you, an old fox, have no body. Even if a group of beauties lie beside you, what can you do? "

"Have you finished farting?" Bai Hu said coldly.

Long Er said carelessly, "It's over, it's your turn."

The white fox was so angry that he rolled his eyes, turned to Shi Feng and said, "Little Shitou, do you still remember the method I used to let you swallow the roots of Butterfly Ice Flower to enhance your spiritual consciousness?"