Chapter 32: Get rich!

Dan Fang is the recipe for the medicinal herbs used by the alchemists to refine the medicinal herbs. Every medicinal herb has a unique Danfang. If there is no Danfang, even the most powerful master of medicinal herbs will be difficult to refine the medicinal herbs. Therefore, every rare medicinal remedy is very precious.
Although Luo Yang is not an alchemy teacher, he still knows a little about alchemy. At this moment, after passing this magical Taiwanese method from beginning to end, he could not help but reveal a surprised look.
"The sixth leaf of the seven-tone grass, take the veins, can not be broken."
"Lanhua flowers, seven years in July, three plants."
"Seven bamboo leaves, cooked in five years and four months."
The elixir of this strain is the material for refining medicinal herbs. Although Luo Yang did not hear about it all, but some of them still know it, and at a glance, this so-called god-like spirit Taiwan method is exactly a Dan Fang.
"It seems that if you want to condense the gods, you must refine this medicinal medicine."
The gaze flashed slightly, and the hotness of Luo Yang’s heart was somewhat retreating. I don’t know anything about alchemy. It’s impossible to refine this of spirits in a short time. If you are looking for an alchemist to help, it is inevitable that the other side will guess one or two. If it is passed out, I am afraid that Luoyang will not be able to stay in the whole Tianwu Shenzhou.
After shaking his head, Luo Yang suppressed the thoughts about the gods and spirits. When looking at the blue stone monument again, the words on the stone tablet did not know for a while, and all of them disappeared, leaving no trace.
Luo Yang’s face was condensed, and his eyes moved to the center of the altar, the blurred figure. After taking a deep breath, he bowed his fist to him.
"Thank you for the predecessors to give the law, although I don't know the names of the predecessors, but this kindness, Luo has never forgotten."
Just as Luo Yang said that he had got up, the figure on the altar suddenly moved, and his right hand was slightly raised, and he pointed at Luo Yang. A blue light flashed from his fingertips and entered the eyebrows of Luo Yang.
boom!
During a roaring moment, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed. When Luo Yang returned to God, he found himself in an empty plain. All eyes are everywhere, wearing a cyan dress, they have men and women, old and young, each person's face is showing a firm look.
In front of the many figures, a figure of tall and sturdy volley stands out, his face with grief and unyielding, a horrible momentum rushing into the sky, suddenly screaming at the sky:
"The heavens have been dead, and the chaos is trying to act on behalf of the heavens, and to suppress the Wanjie. And my Futian people are coexisting with the villains? Although the family is extinct, they must also incite the sky!!"
The man's voice echoed in the heavens and the earth. A sigh was uploaded in nine days. The whole world was abruptly changed. An invisible giant finger fell slowly toward the bottom. All of the moments in front of Luoyang disappeared.
When Luo Yang opened his eyes again, he returned to the altar again. Everything just like it never happened. The entire altar was still very quiet, and the blurred figure sat silently on the stone bench.
Luo Yang can clearly feel that there is something extra in his mind. After closing his eyes for a moment, he opened his eyes and his face was shocked.
After a long time, I only came back to God, and once again worshipped the blurred figure.
"The younger generation is not talented. It is given to the predecessors to give the law. If he is repaired to heaven, he will be a shame for the predecessors!"
The surroundings are very quiet, only the sound of Luo Yang slowly echoes. When Luo Yang looked up, the blurred figure on the stone chair had disappeared. Only a dilapidated Qiankun bag was quietly placed on the stone chair.
Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, his right hand caught the air, and the Qiankun bag fell into the hands of Luo Yang. It’s too late to see what’s in it. Royan’s right hand shot, the purple gourd suddenly appeared in midair, and quickly zoomed in under a flash.
Luo Yang's figure jumped, and he sat on the purple gourd. Under the spiritual force of the body, the purple gourd was like a string of arrows, flying directly out and flew toward the exit of the Rift Valley. A few breaths have already flown out of the rift and disappeared into the sky.
Just after Luo Yang’s figure disappeared from the rift valley, a long rainbow quickly galloped between the distant forests. Inside Changhong, it was Fang Longfei who was excited. He was extremely fast, did not stop in the rift, and flew directly to the deep valley.
I have been stepping into the valley before I stopped. Not far from the altar in the middle of the altar, the look fluttered with respect and respect, and there was a saying in the mouth: "Don't be a child, Fang Longfei, today disturbs the ancestors' rest, and asks the ancestors to blame."
The calm lake once again set off a wave of waves. The huge python poked its head out of the lake and looked at it from Fang Longfei.
Fang Longfei did not hesitate to hesitate, immediately biting his index finger and dripping a drop of blood. The giant python feels like the breath from the blood. Although the huge erect reveals a puzzled look, it still sinks silently into the lake.
Seeing the sinking of the giant scorpion, Fang Longfei’s face showed a ecstatic look, knowing that this was his own blood passed the test. According to the records in ancient books, only the blood of the people of Futian people can only pass the examination of this giant python, which is why Fang Longfei is full of confidence. The entire Tianwu Shenzhou, in addition to him alone, there is no one descendant of the Futian!
Fang Longfei, excited and excited, jumped directly and quickly fell on the altar. But when his gaze swept through the empty stone chair, he couldn't help but squint, his face showing a puzzled look, as if this was somewhat different from what he saw from ancient books.
However, he was excited, but he did not care about this ‘small thing’, but his eyes quickly looked at the stone monument of the bluestone. On top of that, there was a legendary method of cultivation of the gods! Once you have the gods, you will step into the sky! Even the monster inside the door does not dare to be against himself!
At this point, Fang Longfei’s heart is more and more excited. But when his gaze moved to the bluestone monument, it was a bit dumbfounded. On the huge blue stone monument, there is no trace of the trace, the whole monument is as smooth as a mirror, and there is a record of the gods and spirits.
"How... how could it be!!"
"How could it be gone!! This altar can only be set on the blood of the Futian family. The foreign side has a guardian of the beast that does not recognize the blood, how can it be gone, this is impossible!!"
Fang Longfei's eyes were round and screaming, and the whole person fell into a state of madness. His eyes continued to search around, until he saw the ground on the altar, the strange footprints and a trace of meditation, just like a lightning strike, stupidly set in place.
Fang Longfei's body trembled constantly, his eyes showed madness and anger, his gentle face was close to twisting, and his mouth screamed and snarled to shake the entire valley.
Looking at the empty stone tablets and stone chairs, the anger of Fang Longfei's face became more and more intense, and the whole person kept screaming.
"Ten years!! For ten years!! It took me ten years to find this rift in the 100,000 mountains. In order to move those people, it cost me all my wealth! Planning for many years, Only have a trip today!! Who is it! Who is it!!"
Fang Longfei’s face was twisted together, and his body kept groaning. He was as crazy as he was, constantly beating the blue altar.
boom!
A powerful momentum came out from under the lake. It was obvious that the giant python was angering. Fang Longfei was under the pressure of the stock, and he recovered the only remaining sense of wisdom. He dared not stay any longer. He looked at him with gaze. After the altar, the figure left the valley in a panic.
Until the rift, Fang Longfei’s face was always distorted. When he thought that he had spent countless efforts, and finally just made a wedding dress for others, Fang Longfei’s heart was like pressing a hundred thousand mountains, very wrong, and finally Squirting a blood, madly shouted: "Who is!! Who is it!!!"
The screaming screams resounded through this mountain forest, and I was amazed by the countless birds and beasts, which were introduced into the Luoyang ear that was already far away from the sky. Let Luo Yang be more excited, the spiritual power of the body is mad, and the purple gourd under the seat flies faster.
"Amitabha, the immortal god, is a sin."
Although it is not kind to do things like this, I don’t know why, but Luo Yang’s heart is very happy. After a few clicks in his mouth, his eyes looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand.
This Qiankun bag looks very worn, but Luo Yang’s eyes are very hot. Things that can be left behind by such characters, even the lowest-ranking bags, will definitely be good things.
At this moment, without hesitation, after the spiritual infusion, the Qiankun bag, which had been dusted for a long time, was opened by Luoyang. Under the ignorance of God, Luo Yang’s entire person stayed in the same place directly, and his eyes were shocked.
The space in the Qiankun bag is not very large, and there are not many things. Only a red flag and a pile of Lingshi. The red flag looks very extraordinary, and the flag is embroidered with nine red dragons, which radiate a terrible temperature, which is shocking.
And most let Luo Yang shocked. It is the pair of Lingshi. The appearance of Lingshi is somewhat different from that seen by Luo Yang on weekdays. Not only is the block bigger, but the aura contained in it seems to be more full. Under the fine number, there are actually more than 3,000!
"Three thousand Lingshi....and still don't know the grade, if it is a middleware...even a top grade..."
At the thought of this, Luo Yang’s heart is a sudden jump. A Chinese stone can be worth a thousand pieces of Lingshi. If these three thousand are all Chinese spirits, it is equivalent to three. Million of the next product Lingshi! !
At the thought of this, Luo Yang's eyes were red, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the purple gourd, which made the speed of the purple gourd suddenly increase. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the clouds.