The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 1085 The idea of ​​refining medicine

In fact, there are still many things that Xiang Yang does not understand, such as who is the master behind Wen Jingjing, why he is willing to do so many things for her, and what secrets are hidden in this tomb...

It's just that these questions disappeared at the moment Wen Jingjing died. Xiang Yang knew that sometimes being too persistent and searching too much would only add to the burden on himself, and what he should do was to grasp everything he had right now.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang let go of Nan Fenglan's slender waist, and held the shriveled hell flower petals like dead leaves in both hands. His majestic spiritual power invaded the strange flower of heaven and earth, and his eyes shone with inexplicable brilliance.

"It's really a strange feeling. This flower that has withered, but there is still a trace of tenacity and endless vitality, and this wonderful sense of comfort that seems to penetrate the soul. If you make full use of it, Maybe it will really allow me to break through the spiritual treasure."

Before taking Xuehua Rouzhi, Xiang Yang's strength was the highest in spiritual cultivation, followed by saber qi cultivation, and the third in physical cultivation. If he practiced normally, he should be the first to break through the spiritual treasure.

This is related to Xiang Yang's martial arts practice in his early years. From the beginning of the Buddhist spiritual martial arts Dazang Secret Transmission of God's Relics, to the Nie Family's Bingxin Jue, to the Momen's Nixin Demon Sutra and his own creation of the Demon Art, this is a advanced stage.

In the later practice, Xiang Yang gradually merged the strengths of the three schools, and with the help of the Wanhua Dao Shen chapter of Tiandao Zhenjie, he completely cultivated his own spiritual martial arts, turned his soul into a sword god, and reversed the acquired nature as innate, and achieved success The background and possibility of Tiandao.

Another very important factor is that Xiang Yang has been a human being in two lifetimes. After self-cultivation and epiphany, he completely integrated the past and present lives into one, forming a more distinctive Xiang Yang.

At that time, Xiang Yang's spiritual cultivation had already approached the level of the spiritual treasure indefinitely. When he swallowed the blood and meat, the physical cultivation came from behind, and he was the first to break through the divine treasure, allowing Xiang Yang's The body of the Wuji knife is great.

And the current hell flower has an inexplicable attraction to the sword god in Xiang Yang's Niwan, and even wants to break open the Niwan and get out of the body directly, which shows that its effect is extraordinary.

"Why, what are you thinking? Are you thinking of swallowing this hell flower right now?

Although I don't know much about Hell Flowers, I also know that it is best to find a good alchemy master to make pills for such exotic flowers and plants, which is the most valuable. "

Nan Fenglan's pretty face was blushing and extremely cute, her eyes flickered, she stirred the corner of her clothes on purpose to stir up the topic, hoping to ease the tension in her heart.

Just now being held in Xiang Yang's arms, feeling the man's powerful and intoxicating aura, she couldn't help being smug, and kissed Xiang Yang on the cheek, which made Nan Fenglan's heart beat faster.

That kind of feeling is very strange, like biting honey, and like licking old vinegar, my heart is up and down, I feel satisfied and empty at the same time, it is really full of feelings in my heart.

After living for so many years, this is the first time I have such complicated feelings, even when facing the Mozong who I once loved deeply and now hate deeply.

She has kissed many people before, and most of the time it was out of interest, not to mention any feelings, but this time she kissed Xiang Yang faintly and gently, hoping that it would last forever.

Of course, she knew that all this was her extravagant wish. She couldn't, she didn't dare, and she didn't deserve it. She just felt that she had no regrets in kissing the man she loved the most in her life.

When she calmed down, Nan Fenglan realized what she had done, and she was very entangled in her heart because of this, fearing that Xiang Yang would draw a line with her and ignore her again, which would make her sad to death.

That's why, looking at the hell flower in Xiang Yang's eyes, Nan Fenglan deliberately raised the topic, hoping to expose what happened just now.

Hearing Nan Fenglan's words, Xiang Yang didn't refute, but felt that it made a lot of sense, and began to think about finding a master of refining medicine to make good use of this hell flower for him.

Whether it is refining alchemy or refining medicine, it is to make full use of the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint between medicines, and by stimulating the properties of medicines, one plus one is greater than two, thereby deepening the power of medicines.

Some alchemist masters even turn decay into miracles. A pile of waste herbs can be used by such people, which can turn waste into treasure, help people cure diseases, maintain health, practice martial arts, and so on.

Since the hell flower is a rare flower in the world, it is extremely precious, and there may be no second flower, so it is particularly important to find a qualified master who can make full use of its medicinal properties.

However, Xiang Yang is still young. Although his martial arts are superb and he has reached the top of the world, his experience and connections are still weak points. He only thought about arriving in Xiangzhou, so he went to the local gods to find out who the masters of alchemy were nearby.

The information collection of Shenchuangmen is the best in nineteen states. It cannot be said that it knows everything, but it is nine out of ten. Finding a good alchemy master is not a problem at all.

As for finding the master, the other party refused or even refused to make medicine for him, Xiang Yang never thought that with his current identity and strength, there are only a few who don't sell face after all.

After confirming the way back, Xiang Yang put away the hell flower, turned around and saw Nan Fenglan, who was blushing and shy, a little strange, and then thought of what happened just now when she was flying into the sky.

At that time, he only felt a warm and slippery touch on his cheeks, but he was focused on dealing with the mechanism snake, but he didn't notice anything. Looking back now, it should be Nan Fenglan who kissed him at that time.

Xiang Yang couldn't help but blushed a little, and wanted to say something, to tell Nan Fenglan not to do such suspicious and ambiguous behaviors again, but seeing the shame and earnestness in the woman's eyes, his heart softened, and he didn't say anything after all. .

He didn't know what was wrong with him, why he couldn't help Nan Fenglan.

Because of Nan Xiaoru's identical face?Because I don't hate Nan Fenglan?Or is it because of the change of one's own nature after looking through the past and present in front of the mirror?

Xiang Yang had a headache, shook his head, and decided not to think about these bad things. He will go to Xiangzhou to pick up Ning Ke soon, and Nan Fenglan will surely retreat.

When he was relieved, Xiang Yang pretended that nothing had happened before, coughed lightly, motioned for Nan Fenglan to come over, and then put his palm on Nan Fenglan's back, which could feel the warmth through the material, and drove the Heavenly Knife Qi circulates in her meridians, expelling hell flower poison.

With all her efforts, in less than a quarter of an hour, Nan Fenglan's internal poison was gone, she had recovered her celestial strength, and her mood was completely calmed down.

The two of them then turned all their gazes to the huge coffin of blood crystals still inlaid on the stone wall in front of them.

Although this mausoleum is large, it is extremely empty and can be seen at a glance. Most of the so-called treasures of the broken void are hidden in the coffin as Sikong Xuan's funeral objects.

(End of this chapter)