Chapter 339

After Hongyu had finished his experiment, he found that he could not put the herbs into the oven until a quarter of a day later.

"Damn, forget that I rely on these herbs to keep awake. It seems that Only first It's a rest. "

As soon as ye Hongtian finished, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After a whole day's sleep, ye Hongcai slowly opened his eyes, stretched his waist and sat up, looking at the herbs scattered all over the ground, with a bitter smile on his face.

At this time, the censer also fell to one side. Fortunately, the cover of the censer was tight and did not spill the ash out.

Ye Hongtian turned over and got out of bed. After washing, he picked up all the herbs on the ground, put them on the cupboard at the head of the bed, put the censer right, and sat on the ground.

With a deep breath, ye Hongtian reached out and took a herb from the bedside table to make xueyangdan. He opened the furnace cover, lit it and put it into the censer.

The smell of herbs diffused. Ye Hongtian only felt that his blood was boiling all over his body. He had inexhaustible strength in his body. He was eager to find an equal opponent for a good fight.

However, this effect only lasts about 10 breaths. This herb is originally relatively small and can not withstand long-term combustion. Ten breath is the duration of its effect.

When the lid of the stove is opened again, ye Hongtian lights another herb needed for refining the bone healing pill. However, it seems that this herb is used for healing, and ye Hongtian is not injured. Therefore, ye Hongtian has no special feeling.

After that, ye Hongtian tried countless kinds of herbs. It was already noon when he woke up. He tried until the dusk of that day.

"Well, I don't even remember that there are so many herbs in my bag of heaven and earth if I didn't have the sudden interest to try the effect of this censer." Ye Hongtian patted the heaven and earth bag and murmured.

He used to refine pills when he was in Qingtian city. At that time, he collected a lot of herbs for refining pills. However, since refining the blood Yang pill, he put the refining on hold, and the collected herbs naturally could not be used.

I haven't been refining for such a long time. Now I think I can make pills. Ye Hongtian's hand suddenly itches. It's time to practice alchemy again.

He stood up, tidied up his clothes, put the censer back in place, strode out of his room, and went straight out of the palace.

"I don't know where to buy the herbs of Jianzong. This time, I refined some healing pills like bone healing pills to prevent future injuries. I can only take low-level healing pills to cure them. It's too slow." Ye Hongtian felt his chin and thought so.

Looking around, I want to find a disciple to ask the way. Unfortunately, this is the place where zhenzhuan disciples live. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to wander here. They can't see Jianzong disciples at all.

There are only 34 zhenzhuan disciples of Jianzong. He has never met any of them except Lin Wanfeng and Luo Xiaoyu. It is hard to see them at ordinary times. After all, zhenzhuan disciples usually practice in some special cultivation places.

Ye Hongtian doesn't think that the zhenzhuan disciple of Jianzong only depends on his talent. Even if you don't practice hard, your strength will not be stronger.

However, talent is really very important. For example, ordinary disciples break through one level in a month of cultivation, while talented people only need ten days. This is the gap of talent.

"It's just that I haven't had time to visit my new sect. I'll go to brother Zhuo and ask him to take me to the place where Jianzong sells herbs." Ye Hongtian put his hands behind his head and murmured.

Just about 100 meters away from his palace, a streamer suddenly shot at Ye Hongtian from the palace, and then quietly suspended in front of Ye Hongtian.

This streamer is Xiaojian, which represents Ye Hong's identity as a disciple. I didn't expect that Xiaojian would follow him after he left the palace. It's really convenient.

Just ready to stretch out his hand and hold the sword, a figure suddenly jumps out of the sword and bumps into Ye Hongtian's head, which makes Ye Hongtian fall back.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much. What kind of thing is this?"

Ye Hongtian grabs the thing that jumps out of xiaojianzong in his hand, rubs his red forehead, and looks at his palm in doubt.

A villain who is very similar to Ye Hongtian is lying in the palm of Ye Hongtian's hand. Ye Hongtian can feel that there seems to be some connection between himself and this villain.

"Master, my name is Bu Bu. I am a spirit created by absorbing the blood that you dripped into the sword. Please give me more advice." This is what lingbu, a small sword, explained.

Ye Hongtian looks at the cloth in his palm in amazement. This little bit is a spirit, but the sword is so small, so it's reasonable to have such a spirit.

"Are you the spirit that absorbed my blood? Does the sword of other zhenzhuan disciples have spirit? " Ye Hongtian asked in doubt.Bu Bu flew up from the palm of Ye Hongtian's palm, sat down on Ye Hongtian's shoulder, cocked his legs and said, "although there are other small swords, they are not inspired. I have absorbed the master's blood to make it concrete."

Bu Bu's answer makes Ye Hongtian stunned. In this way, does his blood have the function of activating the spirit, and his blood is nothing special.

His blood is just a drop of ancient Phoenix essence blood, and it has been transformed by Wandao tree species. He has never heard of the ancient Phoenix's blood and its function of stimulating spirit. Is it the contribution of Wandao tree species?

"Since you are the spirit of Xiaojian, who knows Jianzong well?" Ye Hongtian suddenly thought of this question and asked.

As long as I nodded and patted the information in my body, I knew it was not the creator who made the secret

"It's easy to do. I want to buy some herbs for alchemy. You should know where Jianzong sells herbs. By the way, after buying herbs, you can take me to visit Jianzong and introduce some good cultivation places to me." Ye Hongtian said with a smile.

The appearance of cloth cloth is really timely. It happens that ye Hongtian lacks a guide. How can he do without making good use of cloth cloth?

What's more, Bu Bu was created by absorbing his blood. It's already his thing. He can use it as he wants.

Thinking of this in his heart, ye Hongtian has a happy smile on his face. However, Bubu seems to know what ye Hongtian thinks in his heart. He flies up from ye Hongtian's shoulder and looks at Ye Hongtian warily.

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