Chapter 67 Ghost Cutting Grass (Let's raise it first, see later)

Through several yards, Bai Lang followed Ye Ziling to an attic. The area of Qingyunmen was very large, and Bai Lang had never been here. He restrained his mind and walked in with Ye Ziling.

The hall was decorated with a very simple fragrance, which made people feel at home. An old man sat in the middle. The blue robe was embroidered with white cranes flying clouds, and there were quite a few fairy Taoist bones, as if he was closing his eyes and meditating. He heard someone coming in, and his pale eyebrows moved and opened his eyes.

"You are here!" The old man opened his mouth first and nodded. His eyes fell on Bai Lang and lit up slightly.

"Uncle!" Ye Ziling looked a little awe. She took two steps forward and pointed to Bai Lang and said respectfully, "This is Bai Lang, and he also destroyed Tianyuanzong!" After saying that, he quietly turned around and smiled playfully at Bai Lang.

The old man's face remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually became sharp, like two cold blades, sweeping to the white. Bai Lang was shocked. He looked at Ye Ziling, but saw that the girl was still smiling and chanting, and her heart moved slightly. A divine light bloomed in Bai Lang's eyes, and a brilliant rainbow-like brilliance rushed out to meet her.

The power of Bai Lang's consciousness is strong enough to laugh proudly. I'm afraid that few people in the young generation can compare with him. Seeing the old man testing himself, Bai Lang did not hesitate to fight back in the same way.

"Cangling!"

Like the golden ge intersect, the invisible energy disperses, and the powerful mana fluctuations disappears from each other and disappears in the void. The two end at a touch and return to calm.

"That's good, that's good!" A smile appeared on the old man's face, "If you can destroy Tianyuan alone, as expected, there are such talents in the world, and I have opened my eyes!"

Bai Lang frowned. He saluted the old man and asked, "I don't know what's the matter with the senior calling me?" Just now, Bai Lang felt that the old man's strength was quite good. He still felt very confused. He had no relatives with Qingyunmen for no reason. Since they knew that they had killed Tianyuan, why did they save themselves? You know, saving himself showed that he couldn't get along with Zixia Cave!

"Don't worry, our Qingyunmen has always been at peace with Zixia Cave, and we have no scruples about saving you!" The old man took a look at Bai Lang and suddenly opened his mouth.

Bai Lang was shocked and understood a little. A strange color flashed in his eyes and said, "Is it that Zixia Dongtian has always wanted to annex Qingyunmen?"

The old man smiled faintly and didn't care. He nodded and said, "Yes, my Qingyunmen was originally a blessed lineage. How can I rely on Zixia Cave? It's not a day or two for them to take away my Qingyun foundation. You destroyed Tianyuan and cleared most of the nearby Zixia Cave. I want to thank you for coming back. It's too late!"

When Bai Lang heard this, he was relieved. He knew that there had been many battles in the world, and it was not uncommon for sects to be merged. What's more, it was close to the Shura League, and the devil was rampant, and it was more unscrupulous to do such a thing. After destroying Tianyuan, he had already formed a relationship with Zixia Dongtian. The elder of Qingyunmen showed goodwill to him, mostly with the intention of making friends.

In fact, he guessed well. Qingyunmen has flourished in this place near the Shura League. On the one hand, it relies on the clan forces behind it, and on the other hand, it makes friends with monks all over the world and provides many conveniences. Therefore, it has an excellent reputation, and ordinary people are not willing to provoke it.

"Then thank you, Taoist priest!" Bai Lang smiled and arched his hand, "After I'm done, I will definitely visit Xianshan in person to thank your help!"

The old man's eyes were warm and he smiled. He deliberately competed with Bai Lang. On the one hand, he wanted to try the depth of Bai Lang. In addition, he also wanted to explore the inheritance of his division and destroy Tianyuan alone. I'm afraid that this strength and courage can not be done by a disciple of a small sect. He has long regarded Bai Lang as a big family in his heart. Dongtian came out as an experienced elite disciple, so his words were also very polite.

"Since you are a friend of Ziling, you are also a guest of my Qingyunmen. If you need any help, just ask!" What the old man said was very light.

Bai Lang was slightly shocked. He thought for a moment and was no longer polite. He said, "My disciple's soul is imprisoned in the ghost beads. If I want to resurrect, I still need a few strange medicines. I hope the Taoist priest can help me. Bai Lang is very grateful!"

"The soul is sealed in the ghost beads?" The old man was very surprised. What is the ghost bead? Naturally, he knows very well, "What medicinal herbs do you need? My Qingyunmen is based on refining medicine. There is nothing else. There are many medicinal herbs. You can rest assured!"

Bai Lang's face showed a happy look and said, "There is still a lack of cold moon cold dew and ghost cutting grass!"

Cold moon cold dew is a kind of dew produced by spiritual grass on a full moon night. This dew absorbs the essence of the moon and is nourished by spiritual grass. It has a unique medicinal effect and is very rare. Ghost-cutting grass can only grow in the land of evil spirits and cannot see the sun during growth. It is also an extremely rare elixir. The effect of the return elixir is too domineering, and it is necessary to neutralate these two elixirs and reconcile yin and yang. Although there are many kinds of medicinal elixirs on Bai Lang's body, these two medicinal herbs are lacking.

"The cold dew of the cold moon is simple, but the growth conditions of this ghost cutting grass are too harsh and have always been extremely rare. Although there are some stored in our door, the biggest one is only a hundred years of heat. I'm afraid it's not good!" After a moment of meditation, the old man said slowly.

Bai Lang also knew that ghost cutting grass was very rare and not so easy to find. He couldn't help but feel dark when he heard the old man say this.

"Uncle, didn't you go to the Baicao meeting yesterday? Isn't it there?" Ye Ziling suddenly said.

The Baicao Fair is held by the Baicao Pavilion in the city. It is open regularly. During the opening period, various medicinal materials, elixirs, magic weapons and so on will be publicly sold, most of which are very rare. It is held once every six years, which is also a small event in Luoshui City. Each time it will attract monks from all walks of life to participate. Qingyunmen is the three major local trends One of the forces will naturally not let go of such an important event. This time they went down the mountain mainly for this Baicao meeting.

"There were some changes yesterday, and the opening was postponed. It won't start until tomorrow!" The old man explained that he immediately nodded again, "I heard that most of the medicinal herbs in this Baicao meeting came from ghosts. Maybe there are ghosts cutting grass leaves."

When Bai Lang heard the old man say this, he said, "Taoist priest, I'll go with you tomorrow. I don't know if it's convenient?"

The old man nodded: "Well, there will be all kinds of strange drugs at every Baicao meeting. You can try it, but the ghost cutting grass is too rare. If you don't have it, you don't have to worry too much. In addition, it won't be much worse to allocate elixirs for you by my means!"

I've been too busy recently and don't have time to write. Let's take care of it first. I'm sorry.