Chapter 258 Fairy Girl
At this moment, the old man had completely put away his previous nonchalant expression.
He looked at Su Chen thoughtfully, and suddenly said: "I wonder where you are from, I'm afraid you are not from Anyang County."
"That, please don't worry about it."
Su Chen smiled faintly, "Senior, just tell me, can I use a Sanhe Pill to get help from Yanbo Pavilion to find out information for me?"
The old man was thoughtful, and restored his previous indifference, saying: "This Sanhe Pill, I can't actually use it here. But it's not bad to use it as a collection."
As he said that, the old man turned his palm and put the Sanhe Pill into his sleeve.
Then, the old man looked at Su Chen and said, "Go back and wait for the news. The time limit for Yanbo Pavilion to inquire about the news is generally no more than three months. After three months, whether the person is alive or dead, and where he is, he will give you a definite answer."
"Then I would like to thank you here first."
Entrusting the matter of finding Jiang Hai to Yanbo Pavilion, Su Chen can be regarded as temporarily putting an end to his worries.
At that moment, Su Chen got up and left the quiet room.
When he came outside, the eldest son was immediately refreshed when he saw Su Chen coming out, and asked, "How is it, brother, has the owner of Yanbo Pavilion agreed to help find out the news?"
"Agreed."
Su Chen nodded.
"That's great." The eldest son was also relieved. He had been worried that Su Chen might not be able to come up with any good treasures, and the owner of Yanbo Pavilion would not look down on him.
It's not that he looked down on Su Chen, but the owner of Yanbo Pavilion was famous for his pickiness. Many powerful people had come to Yanbo Pavilion with treasures that they thought were very precious, but they were all rejected by Yanbo Pavilion.
This is because the owner of Yanbo Pavilion has his own set of standards for selecting treasures. Sometimes, treasures that are valuable in the eyes of the world are not in the eyes of the owner of Yanbo Pavilion.
"By the way, brother Su Chen, what treasure did you give to the owner of Yanbo Pavilion?" The eldest son asked curiously.
Su Chen smiled slightly and said, "A pill."
"A pill?"
The eldest son opened his mouth in surprise. It was really rare that a pill could impress the owner of Yanbo Pavilion.
It's not that the pill is not good, but the quality of the pills that the alchemists in Anyang City can take out is limited. Many years ago, a third-grade alchemy master sent his carefully refined pills to Yanbo Pavilion, but Yanbo Pavilion refused to return them, which made the third-grade alchemy master extremely embarrassed.
Since then, few people have used elixirs to pay Yanbo Pavilion.
And now, Su Chen's elixir can actually impress the owner of Yanbo Pavilion?
No way? What kind of magical elixir is that?
With full of curiosity and questions, the eldest prince, Su Chen, and Gu Qianyin left Yanbo Pavilion at night.
The fifth floor of Yanbo Pavilion.
The old man who sent Su Chen away changed his calm expression just now and became a little sleepless.
It was not until the early morning of the next day that the old man got up, hurriedly left the quiet room, and walked up to the seventh floor of Yanbo Pavilion in two steps.
As soon as he entered the seventh floor, it turned out to be a place like a sky garden, with green trees and flowers and birds. It was completely impossible to tell that this was on the top of a high tower, but it seemed to be in a beautiful jungle.
In the center of the garden, a girl in a lavender veil was standing there, feeding the birds in the forest leisurely.
The mist in the early morning was like a veil, covering the girl, like a dream, making her look extraordinary, like a fairy in the sky.
"Miss."
The old man shouted at the girl's back.
The girl turned around, her beautiful face was like a pearl under the moon, a lotus in the pond, and she had a holy temperament. No matter who saw her, they would not be able to help but praise her, saying that such beauty should only exist in heaven.
"Mr. Qiu, what's the matter?" the girl asked.
"Last night, someone brought a pill. I think the refining method of this pill is very special. I have never seen it before, but I am not sure, so I would like to ask you to take a look."
The old man seemed a little respectful in front of the girl. It was hard to imagine that the owner of Yanbo Pavilion, who was very arrogant in front of outsiders, would be like this to a junior.
The girl smiled gently, and her beauty that seemed to be out of this world was instantly more lively.
"Even Old Qiu is unsure, so I'm afraid I can't either. Bring it here for me to have a look."
Taking the vial from the old man and uncorking it, the girl took a look into the vial and revealed a hint of surprise, saying, "This is Sanhe Pill."
"Yes, it's Sanhe Pill. We used to think that the formula for Sanhe Pill was very rare, and no one in Anyang County could make it. Now it seems that we were wrong." The old man said.
The girl nodded gently and said, "Perhaps, we underestimated Anyang County."
Then, the girl poured the pill into her palm and observed it carefully.
The more she looked at it, the more surprised she became. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "This pill is not just an ordinary Sanhe Pill. It seems to be made with the long-lost refining method 'Bright Moon in the Sea'."
"Bright Moon in the Sea?"
The old man was even more surprised, "That is a lost ancient refining method. How could anyone master it?"
"Old Qiu, who sent this pill?" the girl asked.
"It was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old." The old man replied.
"A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old?" The girl was also a little surprised when she heard it, and then whispered softly, "Could it be his master or elders who refined it?"
The old man's expression suddenly became lively, sometimes thinking, and sometimes his eyes burst into many lights.
But in the end, all these lights were retracted and turned into a sigh.
"Alas, although the refining method of 'Bright Moon in the Sea' is good, it is only a refining method for low-grade elixirs. And your illness, young lady, can only be cured by at least a sixth-grade elixir, so it is of no help to you."
If other people heard it, they would be extremely shocked. The highest-grade elixir that the alchemists in Anyang County can refine is only the third-grade, but the third-grade elixir is just a "low-grade elixir" in the mouths of this old man and young man.
And the sixth-grade elixir they are talking about has never appeared in the history of Anyang County.
The old man shook his head and sighed repeatedly, and most of his energy was dissipated.
The girl seemed very calm, just smiled slightly: "Old Qiu, take your time, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, and I'm quite happy living here."