When Yang Feng heard this, he moved his heart and nodded, "Thank you for helping me with your doubts. I will pay you soon after the reward."

The value of this thing is so great, which is beyond Yang Feng's expectations.

The dealer suddenly said, "I'm not in a hurry to pay, I have something to ask you for advice."

Yang Feng said calmly: "If you have anything to say, please say it!"

The other party asked directly: "Fellow Daoist, where did you come from, the Mo Jing?"

Yang Feng asked with some surprise: "What are you asking about this?"

The other party clasped his fists at Yang Feng and said sincerely: "To be honest, this Mo Jing is a treasure that I have been craving for for a long time, but it is needed a lot of it. If you can tell me the origin of this thing, there is no need to mention the reward for this small task, I will definitely thank you very much."

Yang Feng's heart moved, and finally shook his head and said, "Forget it, thank you very much. This thing involves some of my private affairs. It's not convenient for me to tell you, so I'd better ask me to pay for your task."

Although the other party's tone was sincere, Yang Feng could feel that the other party had not told the truth and must have concealed important things.

The other party bowed again and said, "Well, I'm going to hide it from fellow Taoists, this matter is really important to me. I'd like to ask fellow Taoists to help me. I'm willing to pay 300 immortal stones to buy this news."

Yang Feng was surprised when he heard this.

Even if this ink crystal is precious, it is too luxurious to spend 300 immortal stones just to buy a piece of news.

Is it true that this matter is hidden as I think?

Yang Feng thought about it and shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't tell you the origin of this matter. Don't bother you anymore. I still have things to deal with. Let's stop talking about it today."

After saying this, Yang Feng was about to interrupt the conversation.

Yang Feng just wants to practice quietly now, but he is unwilling to get involved in any trouble for some fairy stones, so it will be less than worth the effort.

The other party was very anxious and immediately spoke, "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. I saw that your Wuchangmen has issued a task to find Lu Ning Grass. I happened to have a plant in my hand. I am willing to exchange this thing for the origin of the Mo Jing. How about it?"

Yang Feng stopped and asked with surprise: "Do you have dew dew grass?"

When the other party saw Yang Feng's expression, he seemed to calm down and said with a smile: "I happen to have one, a year of 100,000 years should be enough for you to use."

Yang Feng lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was still hesitating.

When the other party saw this, he spoke again: "Of course, although Lu Ning Grass is precious, it is not a superb treasure. I will add two hundred immortal stones to exchange for the origin of this ink crystal. What do you think?"

Yang Feng raised his head in surprise. This Mo Jing was just a chance gain. The origin of this thing was very simple. He refused before just because he didn't want to cause trouble. The other party took out the Lu Ningcao to exchange it. He had almost no hesitation in his heart and had decided to agree.

Yang Feng was just thinking about refining Taoist elixirs, but he didn't expect that he could easily get two hundred immortal stones in this way.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Since you are so generous, if I still don't agree, it will be a bit unkind."

"Thank you fellow Taoist."

Jiao San was happy when he heard this, and then he pinched his fingers and kept dots.

The blue light curtain in front of Yang Feng flashed slightly, and countless blue runes appeared in the vortex in the center of the light curtain, condensing into a teleportation array.

A flash of light appeared in the magic circle, and a storage ring appeared out of thin air.

Yang Feng was not polite either, so he picked up the ring and his spiritual sense penetrated it.

Instead of immediately exploring the things inside, he carefully checked the entire storage ring and found no abnormalities. Then he found the things inside, which were a small pile of fairy stones and a blue jade box.

There are exactly two hundred immortal stones, the jade box is about a foot long, and a few blue talismans are pasted on the surface.

Yang Feng pointed it with one hand, and the blue jade box appeared in his hand, emitting a soft blue light.

He glanced at the jade box and immediately recognized that the material of the box was a top-grade spiritual jade, green spirit paste jade, which was most suitable for preserving various spiritual herbs.

Yang Feng made a gesture in his hand, gently removed the talisman on it, and opened the lid of the box.

A faint chill fragrance came from the surface. In the box was a green spiritual herb. The leaves were stripes, green as jade, but the rhizomes were milky white.

The surface of the turquoise leaves appears white, looking like dewdrops.

This object looks inconspicuous, but it emits strong spiritual fluctuations throughout.

A white mist soon appeared in the surrounding air, and drops of crystal water droplets appeared in the mist.

Yang Feng's eyes were slightly brighter. This thing was the dew grass he had been thinking about day and night. It should have been more than 100,000 years since his appearance.

Moreover, this substance must be fully equipped and can be continued to be cultivated.

"good."

He looked up at Jiao San and nodded.

"Since I have promised these things from fellow Taoists, how can I be fake?" Jiao San said with a smile.

Yang Feng covered the lid, put away the jade box, and said, "The origin of this ink crystal is actually very simple. It was picked up in a place in the Black Sea."

"Oh, where is it? Do you still remember it?"

Jiao San's eyes seemed to lit up and he immediately asked.

"Let me think about it... If I remember correctly, it seems to be in a place called Tsukishima..."

Yang Feng said after pondering for a moment.

"Tsukishima..."

Jiao San seemed stunned when he heard this, and then muttered to himself, his eyes under the mask gradually brightened.

"Fellow Taoist, is there something wrong there?"

Yang Feng looked at Jiao San and asked.

"No, but I have been there before. The Yue Island is quite barren. I didn't expect that there was a magical object like Mo Jing in the nearby waters, and it was gone for a moment." Jiao San said with a smile.

"So that's it. After I got this piece of moist crystal, I searched nearby, but I didn't find any other moist crystals. If fellow Taoists went there to search, I'm afraid there would be no chance. I can only wish fellow Taoists good luck."

Yang Feng smiled faintly and said.

"Thank you a good word for fellow Taoist." Jiao San bowed.

The two of them chatted for a few more times and interrupted the messaging.

Yang Feng took off his mask, stood up, pondering without saying a word.

Judging from Jiao San's words and deeds just now, Mo Jing must have something else in the story, and I'm afraid there is some unknown connection with Na Yuedao.

Yang Feng recalled the situation when he went to Yuedao to perform a mission and tried to recall some clues from it.

After a moment, he laughed at himself, took a deep breath, and waved his hand and pinched his hands.

The door of the secret room opened with a loud bang, and he stepped out and soon arrived at the medicine garden.

Although there is a dew grass and it is enough in age, it is a little less than one.

After all, it is impossible to succeed in refining Taoist elixir in one go, and it will definitely fail many times. You must prepare a few more materials.

Over the years, he has already made every preparation. He has already ripened several of the other materials that can ripen. Now he is the only one who can ripen.

He came to a corner of the medicine garden, waved his hand to take out some spiritual liquid, and quickly blended a new spiritual land, and set up a ban around him.

Yang Feng carefully took out the dew grass and planted it. He worked hard for half a day before he stood up.

Looking at this spiritual herb, he smiled on his face, took out the Hongjun Tower and handed it to the giant ape puppet standing beside him, and ordered: "Next, all the spiritual liquid will be used to ripen this thing."

The giant ape puppet nodded stiffly, Yang Feng glanced at the dew grass again, then turned around and left the medicine garden.

He had just walked a few steps and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Not far ahead, a man in yellow robe stood there, which was the Queen of Golden Bee.

"Queen Golden Bee, when did you come out of seclusion?"

Yang Feng went up and asked.

"I just left the custody for a few days and saw you practicing in the secret room, I didn't bother you." said the King of Golden Bee.

Yang Feng nodded, looked up and down at the Golden Bee Queen, and said, "Look at how you look, you have gained a lot of money in seclusion this time."

"I just remembered one or two secret techniques again. It took hundreds of years to finally achieve something." said the King of Golden Bee.

"Then I want to congratulate you." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"This is thanks to the fairy stones you provide. But after years of retreat, the fairy stones on your body have been consumed." The Golden Bee Queen said.

When Yang Feng heard this, he showed a wry smile on his face.

Last time he gave the Golden Bee Queen more than a thousand immortal stones, and used them all so quickly. If he hadn't killed Yu Tao and others and made a fortune, he would have really not be able to afford it.

Yang Feng took out a storage magic weapon and handed it over, saying, "This is a thousand immortal stones. You should save some use. This is the Black Sea, so it is not easy to collect immortal stones."

The King of Golden Bee nodded with a blank expression. I don’t know if I really understand, so I turned around and walked back to the secret room, closing the door with a "boom".

After a moment, a wave of lightning and lightning penetrated the restriction around the secret room and passed it out.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng smiled bitterly again, looked at it for a while, shook his head, and walked into his secret room.

At this moment, thousands of miles away from Yangfeng Cave, in a dark underground space, a gray-robed figure was sitting cross-legged, with a red dragon-headed mask on his face, with a three-character written on it.

This person is nothing else, it is Jiao San who just traded with Yang Feng in the Wuchang Sect.

After staying there for a while, he suddenly stood up and turned to walk towards one of the several passages connected to the space.

After walking along a dark and dull underground tunnel for a while, it suddenly became clear before him. A cave space of dozens of feet in size appeared in front of him. At the end of the space, there was a greystone gate blocked by a faint silver light curtain.

Jiao San made gestures without hesitation, and after he muttered something, the silver light curtain trembled and opened it, and then he pushed the door open.

At the door is a circular secret room about twenty feet in size, with nothing except a stone table and a stone chair.
Chapter completed!