Ordinary people use spiritual stones or spiritual sand. Compared with spiritual jade, spiritual stones retain many impurities, and the effect is far beyond that of spiritual jade.

Hearing this, Bai Yixuan in Tianshang seemed a little nervous.

When Feng Haoyu said this, his expression softened a lot, and he said: "But if you are willing to agree to be my personal disciple, everything can be easily discussed..."

Whoosh!

But Si Xueyi obviously came prepared. Before the other party could finish speaking, a book was thrown out.

"The complete version of Dragon and Tiger Fist?"

Feng Haoyu took it and took a look. The words "Dragon and Tiger Fist" were written on the cover. When he thought of the Dragon and Tiger Fist performed by Si Xueyi three days ago, his expression immediately changed and he couldn't wait to read it on the spot.

After a while, his expression condensed, and it was exactly what he thought.

After reading it, Feng Haoyu said with profound meaning: "Even now, I still can't see through you. The complete copy of Dragon Tiger Fist has been lost for more than two thousand years, and you actually still have the complete copy. What is your origin?

"

As he spoke, Feng Haoyu's aura was released fiercely, and a pressure enveloped him on the spot.

Si Xueyi was calm and said with a calm smile: "I'm also curious. Your Heavenly Flame Holy Body was enough to amaze the world even nine hundred years ago. Why are you now a little dean in this remote place?

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Feng Haoyu's face turned cold, and he stared at Si Xueyi like an eagle, as if he was about to run away in the next moment.

But his expression remained unchanged and he continued: "Go on."

Si Xueyi still didn't panic, looked directly at the other person and said: "I saw a fire in your body. This fire is getting stronger and stronger, as dazzling as the sun. You feel very uncomfortable, your internal organs, your flesh and blood skeleton,

I am tortured by the flames all the time."

Feng Haoyu's face became more murderous, and he muttered: "Continue."

Si Xueyi said sternly: "I also heard the sound of swords weeping, tragic and sad, wailing and painful, and the endless power turned into a roar that can tear apart the soul."

Buzz!

While he was talking, the sound of sword sounds came from Feng Haoyu's body, and the entire Xiaoyun Palace began to tremble, with candlesticks, lamp shadows, tables and chairs all shaking.

Si Xueyi was unmoved and smiled and said: "How about I tell you a story? Once upon a time, there was water in Liangshan. Bah, wrong. There was once a poor scholar..."

The sword intention buzzed more and more fiercely, and it seemed that there was a flame in Feng Haoyu's body that couldn't hold on and was about to burst out.

"enough."

Feng Haoyu closed his eyes and interrupted, then said: "This Dragon and Tiger Fist can be exchanged for five pounds of low-grade dragon blood."

Si Xueyi quickly did the math and said, "That's five thousand spirit jade. I'm at a huge loss."

Feng Haoyu said: "It's not bad, if you want low-grade dragon blood, you should also make elixirs. I have a refining room, earth fire, and various auxiliary materials. It is much more convenient and safer than doing it yourself."

"It's still a loss."

Si Xueyi said.

Feng Haoyu said angrily: "Hit your nose and face, or get out if you don't want to."

Si Xueyi quickly smiled and said: "That's enough, that's enough."

"Bitch, you are so brave!"

Feng Haoyu cursed and placed the jade bottle containing dragon blood heavily on the table.

Si Xueyi smiled and said: "Don't think about exposing me, I won't tell you. But then again, you really don't want to hear the story. If you don't want to hear it now, you might beg me in the future."

Feng Haoyu glared at him.

Si Xueyi smiled and shut up, but when he saw the dragon's blood in the jade bottle, he frowned and said: "Isn't it pure? Lao Feng, why don't you sacrifice yourself and scrape some blood for me? You, the Heavenly Flame Saint,

The blood in your body is not much stronger than this dragon-blood monster, not much, just ten kilograms is enough."

Feng Haoyu was completely angry and hit him directly with his hand: "Little brat, do you want to go to heaven?"

Si Xueyi jumped lightly, landed on the lamppost, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, I am just complimenting you, Old Feng. Where is the alchemy room, I will go there myself."

"Go straight, turn left, and go to the third underground floor."

Feng Haoyu pointed in several directions and said: "Get out of here quickly."

"Okay."

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "If you want to hear stories, come to me anytime. Trust me, I will definitely be useful to you."

Feng Haoyu immediately broke through his guard, his face turned pale, and he stared directly over.
Chapter completed!