V6.Chapter 636

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
On the paper, there is a vivid red grass.

This kind of grass has a unique shape, grows in a triangle, and is blood red all over, which is very different from ordinary flowers and grasses.

Hao Dong looked carefully for a while, closed his eyes and meditated, and finally shook his head slowly. In his memory, he had never seen this strange herb.

He Yiming was quite disappointed. He knew by looking at Hao Dong's expression. He was afraid that his inquiry this time would have no result.

Sure enough, Hao Dong pondered for a moment and said, "elder he, please forgive me for my clumsy eyes. I don't know what medicine this thing is."

Nodding slightly, he Yiming's eyes showed a trace of regret. The medicinal materials painted on the drawing he took out were the only auxiliary medicinal materials he didn't recognize in the alchemy recorded by the magic small sign.

It was precisely because he wanted to ask about the origin of this medicinal material that he came all the way to the Lingxiao temple first to ask Hao Dong, the world's most famous alchemist. But obviously, he was afraid to be disappointed this time.

He sighed helplessly, and the time he wanted to refine the pill would be infinitely delayed.

Hao Dong glanced at him and said suddenly and carefully, "elder he, in fact, there is another person in the world who is better than the old man in terms of alchemy. You might as well ask, and maybe you can get something."

He Yiming subconsciously said, "who is that?"

"Fan Shuo, the great venerable of the blessed land." Hao Dong Zhengrong said, "when he was young, he once traveled all over the world, even in the western mainland and inland seas. Moreover, the five element sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are countless ancient books within the sect. Maybe these ancient books contain the introduction of this thing."

He Yiming answered softly. In fact, he also knew that fan Shuo claimed that the world had flown in the air for another day or so in his alchemy. Xu Xinghe finally showed a surprise on his face. He was surrounded by light and flew straight down to a mountain peak.

He Yiming came to the mountain with his eyes shining.

This is indeed the middle section of Flaming Mountain, and it still belongs to the area with the largest width. It is difficult to find a unique peak that seems to be the same here.

Xu Xinghe did not know how many years ago he had been here. It was difficult for him to find it after so many years.

After flying down, Xu Xinghe didn't land, but turned into a valley on the edge of this peak, which was covered by another peak.

He Yiming understood why Xu Xinghe insisted on leading the way in person.

Such a hidden place, if only by his dictation, he Yiming may not be able to find it successfully for ten days and nights.

Entering the valley, Xu Xinghe began to look around again. However, before he could recall the almost forgotten memory in his mind, 1008 had flown directly to a place.

He Yiming flashed a happy look in his eyes and said, "brother Xu, thank you."

Xu Xinghe was stunned for a moment, and he saw 108 stop somewhere, and dug out a red triangular strange grass from there.

A big stone was put down in his heart.

If his memory is wrong, or the strange grass here has withered away, he really doesn't know how to explain to he Yiming.

After searching here, he Yiming found many such herbs. However, it is amazing that in this large area, only this valley, which is covered by two peaks and into which almost no life will enter, has this herb.

In addition, within a radius of dozens of miles, nothing was found.

Xu Xinghe saw the happy expression on he Yiming's face. His heart moved slightly and said, "elder he, if these herbs are useful to you, then I'll collect some back and ask elder martial brother Hao to cultivate some?"

He Yiming just pondered a little and nodded his head immediately, but he didn't hold much hope for it.

These herbs can only grow in this valley, indicating that their growth conditions are quite harsh, and there is little hope of success in cultivating them outside.