After rebirth, Senior Sister, she has the power to be close to others

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I thought it was worth a lot, but I didn't expect it to be so good.

But the opportunity was in front of her, Su Chanyi waved her hand and took out two third-level rare magic potions:

"Is a thousand third-level potions feasible?"

Surprise flashed across Xuanyang's face, and he carefully looked at the two potions floating in the air:

"Are you the mysterious person at the fairy auction house who cheated Xiaoya out of 400 million fairy stones?"

Xiaoya?That little God of Wealth from Danzun Pavilion?

Su Chanyi coughed twice: "Master, fair trade."

"Put it away, I don't want your potion."

Su Chanyi originally thought that there was no hope for the third-grade magic elixir, but she heard Xuanyang continue:

"I can give you the elixir, but I need a method to cultivate the magic elixir. If the method is feasible, I will give you another elixir. How about Alchemy Pavilion also owes you a favor?"

Xuanyang's eyes were filled with anticipation, and he was very squeamish about those magic potions. Over the past hundred years, the magic land imitated in the pavilion had brought back so much magic energy, but those magic potions just couldn't survive, and even later he convened people to find a place with enough magic energy. The devil's land, but still can't survive.

Su Chanyi was surprised: "Why don't you catch some Wind Spirit Rabbits and bring them back?"

With the strength and influence of the Danzun Pavilion, it is easy to catch some rabbits. Moreover, no matter how difficult it is, you can also ask the main pavilion above. The Danzun Pavilion spread all over the star world will not even have the method of cultivating potions.

"It's useless. The Fengling Rabbit can only cultivate elixirs below the sixth grade. Immortals above the sixth grade require the Holy Spirit Rabbit with atavistic mutation of blood. The Holy Spirit Rabbit is hard to find. In the entire Tianxuan Territory, only Danzun Pavilion in the capital has one. A Holy Spirit Rabbit, as for the potion, I heard that the rabbit in the main pavilion can only guarantee that the potion will survive."

"Danzun Pavilion can only rely on the excellent magic land hidden in the corner of the mainland to cultivate magic medicine. However, astral spiritual energy is becoming more and more abundant. On the contrary, magic energy and magic medicine are scarce, so the magic land is naturally slowly decreasing."

"The potion you took out has all its properties and root system intact. If you look closely, you will see that it was artificially cultivated."

She was worthy of sitting in the position of the master of Danzun Pavilion, but she really didn't know how to cultivate potions.

In the space, no matter how much she steps on it and rubs it, it will grow well.

And just now she asked the Little Saint in the space. The other Holy Spirit Rabbits didn't know how to cultivate potions, and the Little Saint naturally didn't know either.

Probably because of the sacred tree.

Su Chanyi raised her eyes with sincerity in her eyes: "To be honest, I was lucky enough to get two drops of magic marrow in order to cultivate some magic medicine, but the magic marrow is almost used up."

Xuanyang was shocked: "What! Demonic Essence!"

No wonder Xuanyang is so surprised, it is true that among the top ten extinct divine objects in the star realm, Demon Marrow ranks first.

The astral world has abundant spiritual energy, but the demonic marrow requires the ultimate negative aura and huge demonic energy.

Obviously, this is rare in the star realm comparable to the fairyland, and the magic essence naturally only exists in legends.

If she hadn't been unable to bear the magic marrow at the moment and was afraid of attracting the attention of the people above by auctioning the magic marrow in a big way in a dynasty, how would she have stayed until now.

Xuanyang looked at Su Chanyi as if he were a fool, and his tone was a little angry: "The price of magic marrow cannot be measured by magic medicine, and you actually used it to cultivate magic medicine!"

Su Chanyi nodded:

"I can sell the magic potion, but if I auction the magic marrow, I'm afraid there will only be one corpse left."

"This is indeed a waste of resources. How about I exchange the remaining drop of magic marrow for a third-grade magic pill?"

Xuanyang probably didn't expect Su Chanyi to say this, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face:

"You know the value of the magic marrow, but you are still willing to exchange it?"

Su Chanyi asked the Little Saint of Space to take a drop of the magic marrow from the pool, then waved the filled magic marrow out and placed it in front of Xuanyang:

"This is the remaining drop of magic marrow. Since you are Master Xu Zhen's adopted son, I believe in your character. If you are embarrassed to accept it, I wonder if I can ask for some third- and fourth-grade elixirs?"

Xuanyang held the bottle and saw a drop of magic marrow suspended inside. His breathing gradually became heavier. Finally, he put away the porcelain bottle, waved his hand, and a table full of porcelain bottles appeared in front of him:

"The efficacy of third-grade magic pills, third-grade elixirs, and fourth-grade elixirs are all written on them."

Su Chanyi put away the elixir, looked at Xuanyang and spoke again: "I want Fushan Ginseng."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Xuanyang waved his sleeves: "It's impossible."

"Don't refuse in a hurry, Master Xuanyang. You can't bear to use that drop of magic marrow to cultivate the magic potion, right? If I guessed correctly, Fushan Ginseng is now withering, and the medicinal effect is spreading. The place where I cultivated the magic potion is still there. Most of the demonic energy from that drop of demonic marrow can be used to cultivate Fushan Ginseng."

"Seven years, after the imperial competition in seven years, I will definitely hand Fushan Ginseng to you. As for the reason, when the master can refine the fifth-grade elixir, you can give me a fifth-grade spiritual elixir. How about that?"

It is delusional to expect the sixth-grade Fushan ginseng to survive after extracting its essence. Xuanyang must be reluctant to use the magic marrow to cultivate the magic potion. If he cultivates it, he may not be able to survive.

But if it is planted in space and nourished by the sacred tree, the space will be enough to retain roots for a hundred years. Otherwise, who would have nothing to do to cultivate medicinal materials for others.

Xuanyang glanced at Xu Zhen and saw Xu Zhen nodding: "Yes, she will represent the Formation Fu Pavilion in the dynasty competition."

Hearing this, Xuanyang only hesitated for a moment before handing a ginseng plant exuding demonic energy to Su Chanyi.

The sixth-grade Fushan Ginseng is now wilted all over, and most of the essence inside has been lost. It can be seen that Xuanyang often uses it, but it is a miracle that a sixth-grade magic potion can appear in a dynasty.

Su Chanyi smiled: "I will definitely not let down the master's trust."

Xu Zhen on the side twirled his white eyebrows and urged: "Okay, okay, I'll take you with me. What are you worried about? If nothing happens, we'll leave first."

Halfway out, Xu Zhen looked back again: "Oh, by the way, Xiaoyang, work hard. See you again in the Dynasty Competition in seven years."

Xuan Yang: "..."