Chapter 52 Beast Yuan Dan

Xu Yuan sighed inexplicably as he watched his uncle disappear into the horizon.

Compared to him, his uncle was more like a male protagonist without a golden finger.

"I hope my uncle can return safely."

In the valley, Xu Yuan looked at the straw man he had enlightened and performed the Xuanbing sword technique.

A Xuanbing sword different from the one condensed by Xu Yuan appeared in the straw man's hand.

The sword body was thinner and sharper, and the sharpness emanating from the blade seemed to be able to cut through space.

"The Xuanbing sword you condensed can only last for three strikes at most." Xu Yuan looked at the straw man and said.

"To kill the enemy and win, one strike is enough." The straw man waved the Xuanbing sword in his hand, cutting and stabbing, and the air made a bang.

"You make sense."

Xu Yuan then enlightened a village head Bagua semi-spiritual grass with Xuanbing sword technique.

As soon as the straw man was enlightened, he formed a seal with one hand, and a heavy Xuanbing heavy sword without a front appeared in his hand.

But then the ice sword in the straw man's hand continued to spread, forming a set of ice armor on the straw man.

"Only by being alive can you output." The heavy black ice sword hit the ground heavily.

Xu Yuan looked at the two straw men, and suddenly had an idea to conduct a deep exploration of the eight trigrams semi-spiritual grass at the village head.

"Come on, with the same spiritual power, let's see who can hold on to the end."

Looking at the two mysteriously confident straw men, Xu Yuan certainly chose to fulfill them.

The two straw men held their swords and stared at each other for a long time.

Then a gust of wind blew over the grassland, and then two figures began to move quickly to defend.

The straw man holding a heavy sword and wearing ice armor was as still as a mountain.

The straw man holding a sharp sword was as ghostly as a shadow.

After a stalemate for a while, the two straw men had not officially fought.

"Forget it, let's just leave it like this."

"Whoever starts first will lose, it's boring." Xu Yuan waved his hand and said.

"Haha, Master Cao, you also saw it." The straw man holding the heavy sword laughed.

At this time, Xu Yuan looked at the pillar of light in the core area of ​​the inner gate, and suddenly murmured: "It's been half a month, why hasn't my uncle come back yet?"

"Diwang, is there still no news about my uncle?" Xu Yuan asked again.

"He has not appeared in the detection range of the Bagua Semi-Spiritual Grass at the village head." Diwang answered skillfully.

"Then wait a little longer."

At this time, Xu Yuan looked at the flock of sheep in the distance. Most of the ewes were eating grass quietly, and only one ram was moving back and forth between the ewes.

"Do you want to buy some supplements for the small seeder? Don't overdraw it." Xu Yuan looked at the sheep moving on the ewes, and was a little worried.

"Master Cao, there is no need. This sheep has been like this except for resting at the beginning and middle of each month."

"Almost half of the ewes in the flock are pregnant. After a while, the 3,000 beauties you prepared for him will not be enough." The two straw men who were enlightened just now came to Xu Yuan and said.

"It seems necessary to buy some pills." Xu Yuan sat up from the recliner and prepared to go to the market outside to have a look.

On the Ten Thousand Miles Mountain, Qingxuanzhou flew quickly to the other side of the market.

With the village head Bagua semi-spiritual grass intelligence network covering the entire outside, Xu Yuan can clearly know the price fluctuations of different things in each market.

At the No. 3 market next to the beast control lineage, Xu Yuan came and saw all kinds of domesticated beasts, with extremely clear eyes.

In a pill store.

"A bottle of beast Yuandan." Xu Yuan said to the shopkeeper guarding the counter.

"1100 spirit stones." The shopkeeper looked at Xu Yuan and said.

"Your store is big and bullies customers? 900 spirit stones a bottle sells me 1100." Xu Yuan frowned slightly, looked at the shopkeeper calmly, and there was an extra village head Bagua semi-spiritual grass in his hand.

"This junior brother, we have always been at this price." The shopkeeper was not panicked at all.

Xu Yuan threw out a village head Bagua semi-spiritual grass, quickly formed a seal with one hand, and pointed out a spiritual light before the grass fell to the ground.

An ordinary straw man appeared, and finally, under the shopkeeper's puzzled gaze, the straw man ran directly to the street and shouted.

"It's unfair~ The pill shop is bullying customers! The beast Yuan Dan, which costs 900 spirit stones per bottle, is sold for 1100 spirit stones."

"How can ordinary outer disciples like me live like this!"

"Today, this store dares to bully me, a powerless outer disciple, and tomorrow it will dare to bully you!!"

"The shopkeeper has no conscience! 900 spirit stones are sold for 1100."

The straw man was full of energy, and his words could be heard by half a street.

"Then the shopkeeper should explain that it was 900 in the morning and the price increased in the afternoon."

"My straw man has a long standby time, and it can shout for a month without any problem." Xu Yuan said with a smile.

According to the information collected by the village gossip half-spiritual grass, the beast Yuan Dan was still sold for 900 spirit stones in the morning.

The shopkeeper looked at the straw man shouting outside the door with a gloomy face, and then looked at Xu Yuan, with a slightly regretful look in his eyes.

"Sell it to me for 900 spirit stones per bottle, and I'll leave immediately."

"Junior brother may not understand the rules of our store, but we have..."

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, Xu Yuan stepped forward and prepared to leave the medicine store.

"Junior brother, don't leave, 900 spirit stones per bottle." The shopkeeper saw that there were already outer disciples surrounding the door.

"Too late, 500 spirit stones per bottle." Xu Yuan said leisurely.

"Okay, deal." The shopkeeper quickly took out a bottle of beast essence pill and handed it to Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan took out 500 spirit stones and gave them to the shopkeeper. The straw man who was shouting outside the door turned into a semi-spiritual grass and flew into Xu Yuan's hands.

Watching Xu Yuan leave, the shopkeeper's face changed for a long time.

"I didn't expect that I could use the wood spirit to do this~"

On the way back to the valley, the village gossip semi-spiritual grass in Xu Yuan's hand was still asking for credit.

"Master Cao, if you hadn't told me not to curse too dirty, I could have exposed all the shopkeeper's ugly deeds."

"I feel that I didn't perform too well this time. Let me think about the words. Master Cao, you can use me as a mouthpiece next time." The village gossip semi-spiritual grass in Xu Yuan's hand swayed and said.

"I know, good performance, reward two drops of spirit liquid." Xu Yuan said, and planted the semi-spiritual grass back into the cave magic weapon.

Back to the valley, the sun was approaching dusk.

The spirit sheep in the pasture began to return to the circle. On the pasture that had just been gnawed, No. 1 used the wind spell to throw grass seeds, and No. 2 formed a seal with his hands to condense spiritual energy and prepared to perform the spirit rain spell.

Watching this scene, Xu Yuan suddenly wanted to find his uncle to drink.

Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Before dawn, Xu Yuan got up.

In a pasture that had just sprouted, Xu Yuan's eyes were full of the entry panel of semi-spiritual grass.

"93 small wish semi-spiritual grass, 10 small lucky semi-spiritual grass."

"Wait another half year, and you can start the cycle." Xu Yuan looked at the dense entry panel in front of him, his eyes slightly shining.

"It's a pity that my uncle is not here. I haven't had a drink with him for a long time."

Xu Yuan looked up at the sky with some worry.

At this moment, the sect communication instrument suddenly sounded.

It was still the small town when the two of them parted.

At this time, Zhang Shanyue looked pale. His breath was weak, like an old man who was about to die.