Chapter 421 Forced
Tang Daozhou's expression calmed down. Ten thousand-year-old spiritual grasses were exchanged for Chen Yuan to defeat Xiong Lie and save Han Chicao and Shuofeng City. It was indeed a pretty good deal.
But the question is, can Chen Yuan do it?
Tang Daozhou raised his hand and gently stroked his long beard, and said with a solemn expression: "Young Daoist Chen came to Hanzhou for the first time, so you may not know something. Xiong Lie has been incarnate for hundreds of years, and he has a Nascent Soul monk and a transformed demon king under his command. They are cruel and violent. "
"I have been pregnant for more than 500 years, and I think my skills are not weak. However, after picking up the cold locust grass, I fought with Xiong Lie, but I was defeated. I could only rely on escape skills and returned seriously injured. Chen Daoyou was really sure to repel the Xiong Lie. strong?"
Chen Yuan said calmly: "Chen will not joke with his own life. Now that he has said it, he is somewhat sure."
"If fellow Taoist Tang is worried, you can wait until I defeat Xiong Lie before handing me the spiritual grass."
Tang Daozhou paused, pinched his beard gently, and his eyes flashed: "Even if Fellow Daoist Chen really repels Xiong Lie, I still can't get ten thousand-year-old spiritual grass."
"To be honest, after I gave birth to a baby, in order to improve my cultivation, I have refined all the thousand-year-old spiritual herbs accumulated in the door into elixirs."
"In the past two hundred years, I have made no progress in my cultivation, but there are only three mature thousand-year-old spiritual herbs in our sect's spiritual medicine garden."
"In addition to the three thousand-year-old spiritual grass that I accidentally obtained, there are only six plants in total. I am willing to give them all to fellow Taoist in exchange for fellow Taoist taking action to repel Xiong Lie."
Chen Yuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "Six thousand-year-old spiritual grass is not enough for me to take action."
A trace of displeasure flashed in Tang Daozhou's eyes, but he had something to ask for, so he could only suppress his displeasure and said with a smile: "I am willing to exchange six thousand-year-old spiritual grasses for the help of fellow Taoists, and join hands with me to repel Xiong Lie." , Fellow Daoist does not need to bear the risk, what do you think, Fellow Daoist?”
Chen Yuan still shook his head: "Chen is used to living alone, and is not used to joining forces with others to fight against the enemy."
Tang Daozhou was furious. What reason was this? It was too perfunctory!
But he did not show it. Instead, he cupped his fists and bowed, with a look of sadness on his old face, saying, "Please, Fellow Daoist Chen, for the sake of the monks and mortals in the city, join hands with me."
"The monsters are ferocious. If Shuofeng City is destroyed, thousands of monks and hundreds of thousands of mortals in the city will die."
"Only Fellow Daoist Chen can come to the rescue at the moment. Can Fellow Daoist have the heart to watch Shuofeng City being attacked by a tide of beasts and reduced to a hell on earth?"
Chen Yuan's face did not change and he said calmly: "Fellow Taoist Tang's words are serious. Chen came from another state and is just a casual cultivator. He cannot afford such a great cause."
"If fellow Taoist Tang really wants to save the monks and mortals in the city, why not return the cold grass to Xiong Lie?"
"This, this..." Tang Daozhou's face turned blue and white. He was thinking about asking Chen Yuan to take action, but he actually forgot about the cold grass.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Well, in addition to these six thousand-year-old spiritual grass, I will give you another sunflower. This is the main medicine for refining the Nine Sun Pill, and it is worth two ordinary thousand-year-old spiritual grass."
Chen Yuan's eyes flashed: "Sunflowers only grow in the land of the sun. It's freezing cold in Hanzhou. It's really not easy for fellow Taoist Tang to find sunflowers."
"But even if you add this sunflower, it's still not enough. Without ten thousand-year-old spiritual grass, I won't take action."
Among the thousand-year-old spiritual grass, there are also differences between superior and inferior.
Some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs can only be used to refine elixirs in the early stages of Nascent Soul, such as the Qingxuan Spirit-Cleaning Flower.
Some thousand-year-old spiritual grasses have pure spiritual energy and strong spirituality, and can be used to refine mid-stage Nascent Soul elixirs.
Sunflower is an extremely rare thousand-year-old spiritual grass. The Nine Yang Pill made from its main medicine can be used by monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul to improve their cultivation.
Tang Daozhou saw that Chen Yuan was not getting enough, and a surge of anger arose in his heart.
If Xiong Lie hadn't made preparations in advance and the beast wave came so quickly, he had already invited his old friends to help him, how could he be begging a casual cultivator from outside the state here?
He took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Fellow Daoist Chen, these spiritual herbs are what I plan to refine into elixirs and improve my cultivation after breaking through the mid-term bottleneck. Now I am willing to take them all out and give them to fellow Taoist. I have already lost all my money." ”
"I also ask fellow Taoist to lend a helping hand for the sake of fellow human beings. Everyone in the Guanlan Sect feels deeply that I also owe you a favor."
Chen Yuan smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Tang is willing to use these spiritual herbs to improve his cultivation."
Every time the Nascent Soul cultivator improves one level of cultivation, the gap is huge.
When a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying takes the elixir in the early stage of Yuanying, the effect will be reduced by more than 70%, so very few monks in the middle stage of Yuanying will do this.
Tang Daozhou sighed: "The thousand-year-old spiritual grass is hard to find, so I had no choice but to make this decision."
Chen Yuan frowned and said: "The seven thousand-year-old spiritual grass is still missing. Is it true that there is no cultivation elixir in Fellow Taoist Tang's hands?"
Tang Dao Zhou Zhengse said: "It is related to the gain and loss of Han Chi Grass and the safety of Shuofeng City. It is of great importance. How can I not be clear about the importance? Every word is true and there is absolutely no lie."
"After I reached the early peak of my cultivation, I was bent on breaking through the bottleneck and never collected any pills. The three thousand-year-old spiritual grasses were all unexpected gains. It was only after I found out about the cold grass that I started to prepare for breaking through the bottleneck. .”
Chen Yuan asked: "Does Fellow Taoist Tang have an eighth-level demon elixir in his hand?"
Tang Daozhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Fellow Daoist Chen needs an eighth-level demon elixir? That's right. My disciple once told me that when you come to Hanzhou, you will go to the ice field to hunt demons."
The eighth-level demon pill is just a spiritual material for refining weapons, and its value is much lower than that of the thousand-year-old spiritual grass.
Chen Yuan nodded: "Yes, as long as fellow Taoist Tang comes up with a few more eighth-level demon pills, Chen will agree to this matter."
Tang Daozhou showed a perplexed look on his face: "The demon king in disguise has a powerful demon body, and he can control magic weapons and display magical powers. He is extremely difficult to deal with."
"Over the past three thousand years, our sect has only accumulated three eighth-level demon pills. I am willing to give them all to fellow Taoists. I wonder if you are satisfied?"
A smile finally appeared on Chen Yuan's lips: "Fellow Taoist Tang is very sincere, and it is inconvenient for Chen to make excuses."
"But I have another request. Can Fellow Daoist Tang tell me the news about the Demon King in Transformation?"
Tang Daozhou looked happy: "This is easy to explain. Our sect established Shuofeng City for more than three thousand years. In order to prevent the beast tide, we have been inquiring about the internal affairs of the demon clan."
"In order to obtain the cold grass, I have gone deep into the ice field many times and have a deep understanding of the Demon King. Now I can hand over all the information I have found to my fellow Taoist."
As he spoke, he took out a jade slip from the mustard seed ring, raised his hand and sent it away, flying towards Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan took the jade slip, penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness, and examined it carefully. It took a full quarter of an hour before he withdrew his spiritual consciousness.
He put away the jade slips, frowned slightly, and asked, "Does Fellow Taoist Tang know the location of the caves of other transformed demon kings?"
The jade slips record the caves of several transformed demon kings, but there is no cave of Han Jade Lion, and this is Chen Yuan's goal.
"The caves of other transformed demon kings..." Tang Dao was stunned on Monday, "The information about the demon kings in the jade slips was discovered by our sect over the years, and there is nothing else."
Chen Yuan asked no more questions, nor did he ask for the spiritual grass or demon pill.
Tang Daozhou felt relieved and changed the subject: "Fellow Daoist Chen, since you insist on fighting Xiong Lie alone, I will tell you about Xiong Lie's methods."
"Xiong Lie's body is just an ordinary ice bear with mediocre blood. I don't know what chance he encountered, but he managed to transform into it."
"But precisely because of this, he wanted to break through the bottleneck again, but it was extremely difficult, so he worked hard to find a cold grass, but he didn't expect to make a wedding dress for me."
"Xiong Lie has great strength and has also refined a high-level magic weapon. He is so powerful that few people among the eighth-level demon kings can match him."
"But after all, his bloodline is naturally inferior to other demon kings, his magical powers are not outstanding, and he is not good at escape techniques."
He paused and said with lingering fear: "Fellow Taoist, please remember not to get close to him. I was caught off guard and received a punch from him. I was seriously injured. I managed to escape with my escape skills."
Chen Yuan looked surprised: "This Xiong Lie can actually refine high-level magic weapons. When did the demon clan have a great master of weapon refining?"
Tang Daozhou explained: "Those transformed demon kings only know how to fight, so how can they bother to learn the art of refining weapons."
"Although I don't know the origin of the magic weapon in Xiong Lie's hand, it must have been secretly made by a great weapon refining master from another state."
Chen Yuan suddenly realized that he remembered the words of Xue Yuanlong, the elder of the Righteous Alliance, that the Righteous Alliance, Tianji Sect, and Zhenhai Sect all had business dealings with the demon clan in the Sea of Ten Thousand Demons, even some medium-sized sects.
However, there are irreconcilable conflicts between the Hanzhou monks and the demon clan.
Every once in a while, a tide of beasts would move south, besiege the city, and slaughter the human race.
The two sides compete for every inch of Hanzhou's land. All the sects and families in Hanzhou have a blood feud with the demon clan, and they must never secretly interact with the demon clan, otherwise they will only be destroyed.
Tang Daozhou added: "The high-level magic weapon in Xiong Lie's hand is a mountain peak. It seems to be made of a heavy black stone. It is heavy and hard."
"Xiong Lie specially refined this treasure. The greater the force of the throw, the stronger the power, and the faster the speed. It can just take advantage of Xiong Lie's infinite strength and make up for his shortcomings of not being good at magical escape."
"However, this treasure lacks changes. As long as it is not hit, it will be fine."
"By the way, if you don't have a high-level defensive magic weapon in your hands, it's better not to block it, otherwise it will be easily destroyed under this mountain peak."
Chen Yuan nodded and said calmly: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me. If Xiong Lie only has these means, it will not be difficult for me to repel him. Fellow Taoist, please prepare spiritual herbs and demon pills."
Tang Daozhou looked at Chen Yuan doubtfully, obviously doubtful about his confidence.
But he had already entrusted this matter to Chen Yuan, and no matter how doubtful he was, he would not raise it in person.
He cupped his fists and bowed, with a smile on his face: "Then please leave it to Fellow Daoist Chen. As long as I can solve Shuo Feng's crisis, I will immediately give you seven thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and three eighth-level demon pills!"
After that, he stood up to say goodbye. Chen Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist Tang, please go slowly without seeing me off."
Tang Daozhou turned around and left. Looking at his back as he walked out of the main hall, a trace of sarcasm flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes. (End of chapter)