Jiang Yi and Chang Ling kept moving from the first floor to the third floor. They saw a lot of novel things, but they didn't encounter what they wanted.

Until they were about to leave the third floor, Chang Ling's eyes lit up.

"There is actually a elixir here?"

The alchemy at the counter is a roll of animal skin tied with hemp ropes. It is thirty or fifty layers thick and very wide. However, for some reason, it was severely damaged.

If you don't look carefully, you won't recognize it as a book.

However, the animal skin scroll actually shines with beautiful light from the inside out, as if every word is leaping, extraordinary.

"There is a name on it, the Eight Alchemy Sutra?"

Jiang Yi stood in front of the counter and asked the Dan Emperor in his consciousness.

"Have you heard of it?"

"You seem to have forgotten that I have been dead for 30,000 years."

"I see it's been a long time."

“Eight alchemy scriptures.

When you mention this, I really feel like I have some impression."

"real?"

"I'm a little familiar, but I can't remember it anymore. I'm just a soul thought, and my memory is limited to the ancient Danhuang scriptures."

"It is possible that you can get familiar with each other, and it is likely that you will be the same years as you."

Jiang Yi was secretly surprised and finally met a good baby.

This volume of alchemy was either suddenly dug out from somewhere or picked up from the void.

"What a magical alchemy scripture, but unfortunately it is a fragment of it."

Chang Ling had never seen such a scripture. Every word seemed to be alive, but it was too damaged. I am afraid that a complete alchemy technique would not be found in it.

Jiang Yi asked, "Do you want it?"

"don't want."

Chang Ling shook her head.

"It looks broken outside, but it may not be inside."

Chang Ling glanced at Jiang Yi and said nothing.

Jiang Yi was puzzled: "What does it mean?"

Chang Ling smiled and said, "You still have time to be innocent."

"What's wrong?"

"Anyone who looks magical like this will treat it as a treasure if he gets it, either keep it himself or give it to an alchemist with an extraordinary status.

There must be something wrong with being able to trade outside.

For example, if it is severely damaged, none of the alchemy techniques are complete.

Moreover, the alchemy martial arts competition and weapons are expensive. After obtaining the "Yuehua Tianbao", you will definitely check it yourself. If it is appropriate, you will accept it yourself."

Chang Ling is very rational and not confused by her magical appearance.

"It could also be that there is some reason that they get but cannot use it."

Jiang Yi looked at the trading conditions behind the "Eight Pills of Alchemy" and grinned on the spot: "Dan Sheng, Ten Years of Dannu."

Chang Ling also noticed the four words behind: "Who is so angry that he actually wants an alchemist at the level of Dansaint to be a slave?

This transaction conditions are just banned, which is a humiliation to the alchemist in the world."

"The master who obtained the Eight Pills Sutras should have discovered that the alchemy technique inside is very precious, but because he is not an alchemist and does not want to send it out directly, he wants to control a saint to refine the elixir on it for him."

Jiang Yi said his own speculation and couldn't help but shake his head. Alchemist at the Dansaint level is too noble, how could he accept the word "slave".

Chang Ling looked at the colorful beast skin scroll. If there was really a complete alchemy technique, it should be worth looking forward to, but the word "Slave" is too dazzling.

What's more, she is only at the level of a master.

They hesitated for a while, but gave up the Eight Alchemy Sutras and came to the upper layer.

"Purple Scale Wings?"

Jiang Yi turned here and finally found something that made him feel moved.

Purple scale wings forged from special materials.

It is as hard as armor, with sharp edges as a knife, and it is shining with a cold light.

There was actually a relative "military refining technique" next to the purple scale wings.

Chang Ling said: "Do you need this?"

"I don't need it, Blood Prison needs it."

Jiang Yi has already experienced the power of the Blood Prison. If it is paired with purple scale wings, it will be like a "growing wings".

Chang Ling looked at the trading conditions behind: "Yin Mingmu! What?"

The Dan Emperor introduced to Jiang Yi: "The dead tree that was born in the most yin and evil places is difficult to be born and grows slowly.

It takes root for a hundred years, breaks the ground for a hundred years, grows by an inch a hundred years, looks like an iron tree, without leaves, without flowers, and without fruit.

There is only one effect, death.”

"die?

What's the meaning?"

"The Yinming Wood is ground into powder, supplemented with special drugs such as blood lotus, spirit insects, etc., which can make people enter a state of false death. The duration lasts according to the grade of the drug refining, ranging from several years to decades."

"You mean, sleep?"

"Either sleep or death, all functions are closed, exactly the same as death.

But at some point in the future, he will suddenly wake up, as if he is reborn, and it is also possible that he will never wake up."

After the Dan Emperor finished explaining, Jiang Yi said it to Changling.

Chang Ling looked at Jiang Yi in surprise: "Where did you know about it?

Why don't I know?"

Jiang Yi coughed awkwardly: "There should be Yinming Wood in the Abyss of the Great Wilderness. Are you interested in going in with me to take a look?"

"Don't go."

Chang Ling has a shadow on the darkness, let alone the dark abyss.

"You stay in the palace of the Holy Land of No Return for two days, and I will come back as soon as possible."

"You are sure to go, just for the Purple Scale Wing?"

"I don't take the risk. If I go in and look for it, I can find it. If I can't find it, I won't forget it."

Jiang Yi suddenly felt that Yinming Wood was of great use to him.

Because if he wants to straighten his back and grow strongly, he will be destined to encounter storms and will also involve the people around him.

If one day is so desperate, maybe you can use "death" to exchange for the safety of your relatives and friends, and paralyze the enemy, and suddenly appear in the future and take revenge.

It's a bit yin, but...hehe, it seems very useful.

"Do you go by yourself?"

Chang Ling was very worried. With Jiang Yi's personality, it was impossible to say that he didn't take risks.

"There should be many elders and disciples there who have no return, and I will not be in danger."

Jiang Yi took Chang Ling away from Yuehua Tianbao and rushed to the site of Wuhui Holy Land in the Dark Kingdom.

As one of the three giants of the Dark Kingdom, the temple of the Unreturned Holy Land is located at the highest point.

The palace is as majestic as a mountain, magnificent and shining with a strong light.

Solemn, solemn, majestic, like a heavenly palace.

The thousand-meter palace is surrounded by dozens of thick chains, vast wildness spreading to the darkness, crisscrossing, connecting the surrounding sixteen guardian temples.

Thousands of Wuhui disciples were scattered in the darkness, guarding the chains, and their cold eyes overlooking the lively dark kingdom.

It is like a heavenly soldier and general, with a magnificent momentum.

Jiang Yi and Changling stood on the chain passage, looking up at the dark and void palace, and deeply felt their insignificance.

"This is the holy land, the holy land that is above the dynasty."

Chang Ling murmured, this is just a holy land stationed in the Kingdom of Darkness, what scale and momentum should the real Loufu holy land be?

The outside world is indeed huge and exciting.

"By the way! I almost forgot!"
To be continued...