God of Thunder

When the shop owner saw the four people coming in, his face suddenly showed surprise, his face was full of flowers, and his smile was quite obscene. He said courteously: "Guests, please sit at the back!"

The four of them are not afraid, after all, Wu Yang is the ancestor of the Dao Lord, and Lei Xingfeng has a pair of distinctive eyes, he can detect the restriction immediately, so he is not afraid of the opponent's trap. :/// The chapter is updated the fastest

Following the owner of the shop into the backyard, Lei Xingfeng saw the restriction and the restriction node at a glance, all exposed in front of his eyes, but this restriction is not internal, but an external defensive restriction, that is to say, there are no traps here , Lei Xingfeng nodded slightly to Wu Yang and Gao Ye, indicating that there was no danger.

When they came to the backyard, the shop owner graciously invited the four of them to sit down. He said, "I know, you are buying herbs. I have a lot of good things here. Let's see if I can exchange them for your medicines."

Lei Xingyao said: "As long as it's what I need, it's no problem to exchange it for medicine."

The shop owner immediately smiled and said: "Don't worry, there must be something you like, please wait a moment." He asked someone to move a long table, and then laid out dozens of boxes, saying: "Look, I believe I have what you want."

When Lei Xingfeng saw the box, he knew it should be a good thing, because it was a box made of lacquered ebony, and this kind of box was the best storage item.

Lei Xingyao opened a box, and her eyes lit up slightly. However, her expression remained the same, and she did not reveal any information she liked. In fact, her heartbeat had already started to speed up. After opening several boxes in a row, Lei Xingyao concluded that the shop owner was A knowledgeable practitioner, because the box is full of spiritual grass and spiritual plants.

After checking all the boxes, Lei Xingyao said: "It's a pity, you shouldn't handle these spirit herbs, the way you do it is really clumsy."

The shop owner blushed immediately. He asked someone to help him deal with it. After collecting it for a while, he said, "It should have kept most of the medicine's effects."

Lei Xingyao said: "It can only be used barely, and at least half of the medicine's effect has been lost. If it weren't for this lacquered ebony box, even this half of the medicine's effect would be difficult to retain. It's a pity."

The owner of the shop said this with a pale face. He smiled wryly and said, "This thing can only be played by wood-type practitioners, so we can't do anything about it." Although he has several attributes, but the wood-type is the weakest, there is no way to deal with it The medicinal materials in the spirit grass.

Lei Xingyao said: "This thing is still useful, how much potion do you plan to exchange with me?"

The shop owner didn't know what to say when he was denied by the previous denial.

Originally, he planned to exchange more, but the spirit grass he got was not well preserved, so he didn't know how to exchange it. After a long while, he said: "Then...then...you see, you can exchange as much as you can."

Lei Xingyao didn't want to lie to him, so she said: "You can mention it, as long as I agree, I will change it." Of course, she was not stupid enough to say it herself.

The shop owner thought for a moment, and said: "I originally planned to exchange twenty, so let's cut it in half, ten healing potions, if there is an antidote, can you give one, and nine healing potions..." He watched Lei Xingyao's expression carefully, for fear that the other party would reject her.

Without even thinking about it, Lei Xingyao took out ten healing potions and one antidote, and said, "Okay!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to put away the wooden box, and released the potions.

The shop owner carefully put away the potion, Lei Xingfeng asked in confusion: "There are no practitioners who produce and sell potions here?"

Lei Xingyao also watched curiously. In the secret door, ordinary people can refine common potions. Only special or intermediate and high-level potions can be refined by wood-type practitioners. The practitioners here seem to be unable to do so. This made her very novel.

The shop owner sighed and said, "Healing potions, detox potions, and combat potions are only available in large sects, and even some large sects don't have enough for themselves, so how can they be sold?"

Lei Xingyao asked curiously, "Battle potion? Is there such a potion?"

The shop owner said: "Of course there are. There are more combat potions than healing potions, and you can still get them occasionally, but healing potions are more difficult."

Lei Xingfeng said: "You haven't said yet, what is the use of combat medicine?"

The shop owner said: "You can temporarily increase your combat power a little bit, so that you can burst out with stronger combat power. If the opponent doesn't have it, then you will make money. If it was originally a tie, you may kill your opponent."

Lei Xingyao said: "Oh, I also have this kind of potion!" This is a potion that temporarily increases the power of printing. It has a certain effect on the body and is used to explode the potential. Under normal circumstances, try not to use it as much as possible, and she is also the same. She has refined a lot of such weird potions as the products of practice, and there are even quite a few poison potions.

The shop owner finally understood, he was surprised: "You, are you a pharmacist?"

Lei Xingyao didn't care either. Her original secret door was dedicated to refining various medicines, and she was also good at cultivating them. The only shortcoming was fighting, but fighting was impossible at all. Some people wanted to protect their secret door. In their hometown, they are a group of transcendent practitioners.

"Well, I'm a pharmacist, what's wrong?"

Lei Xingyao didn't understand why the shop owner made such a fuss.

Lei Xingfeng, Wu Yang and Gao Ye all understood that there is a lack of pharmacists here.

The shop owner said very sincerely: "Be careful not to expose yourself as a pharmacist, there are many sects... who will rob people."

Lei Xingyao was even more puzzled: "Stealing someone? Who is it?"

The shop owner said: "Take it back and make medicine for them. Refining medicine. Here, pharmacists don't have a high status, but they are people that every school wants."

Lei Xingyao is not afraid, because when she is in danger, she can return to the Mirror Realm at any time. Even if she is snatched away, as long as she is not killed, it is very easy to run away.

Lei Xingfeng sneered: "Steal the fart! Who dares to rob someone!"

Before the words fell, several people rushed into the backyard, and one of them said: "Ha! I found it, and it is here!"

The shop owner's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Qi Rong! Who told you to come to my backyard?"

Qi Rong is the leading man, with a majestic figure, a face full of fierce flames, and a hooligan appearance. He snapped his fingers and said, "Old man, don't give you shame! Master is here to handle business today, if you don't want to die, Just go away."

Wu Yang looked at it coldly, this person should have the strength of a true monarch, and the strength of a true monarch at the peak. However, for a master of the real monarch level, he is no longer in his eyes. After all, he is now the ancestor of the Taoist monarch. When Tianjun was promoted to Daojun, his strength was greatly improved. This is also the reason why a master at the Tianjun level cannot compare with the ancestor of Daojun.

The shop owner has not yet reached the level of a real monarch. According to Wu Yang's point of view, the strength of the real body of the eight rings is almost negligible and does not pose any threat.

The shop owner backed away helplessly, and said, "Qirong, don't go too far!"

Qirong sneered, and said: "If it wasn't for your uncle's sake, I would have beat you up long ago, get the hell out of here!"

The strength of the two guys behind him is also quite good, the strength of the junior Zhenjun, and the remaining few people are all the real strength of the eighth ring and nine rings. Qirong quickly focused on Lei Xingyao and said: " Are you the one who sells potions? Hey, you're pretty pretty, haha."

Lei Xingyao was startled, she blushed and hid behind Lei Xingfeng, and whispered: "Is this person sick?"

Lei Xingfeng comforted him, and said, "Not only is he sick, but he's also very sick, crazy!"

Lei Xingyao burst out laughing at being teased by Lei Xingfeng, and her nervous mood immediately improved.

Qi Rong said: "This girl is really nice, come with me, I will make you happy, haha, you go and invite the girl over, pay attention, don't scare her!" He looked like he was sure of winning, controlling the opponent's life and death.

Not only Wu Yang, Gao Ye was happy, even Lei Xingfeng couldn't help laughing.

Wu Yang said: "This man is really an idiot, talking to himself, what does he think he is?"

Qirong retorted: "I'm not a thing, I'm a master!"

Lei Xingfeng said: "Forget it, I don't bother to talk nonsense anymore!" As he spoke, his restrained aura suddenly rose sharply, and the four of them all restrained their own aura, so they looked very ordinary, no different from ordinary practitioners, but Lei Xing Once Feng released his aura, his whole person was different.

Qirong and the others felt that the other party was like a mountain pressing down on them, and suddenly they couldn't even breathe.

The store owner's expression also changed. Lei Xingfeng's aura was released, and he was not far away. This aura was all-round suppression. Wu Yang and Gao Ye didn't need to care at all. Their strength is extremely high, and they can easily resist such suppression. , but not others.

Qirong retreated again and again, his face was pale, he knew he was in serious trouble.

Hit the steel plate, even if Qi Rong wants to relax, it's too late, Lei Xingfeng is extremely defensive, especially his little sister, when he was very weak, he dared to fight with stronger practitioners, Not to mention the pressure on the opponent now, Lei Xingfeng rushed out without waiting for the opponent to speak.

Once suppressed by the opponent, Qirong can't use any means. This is level suppression. Lei Xingfeng is a master of Tianjun level, and Qirong is a master of true monarch level. There is a big difference. Of course, if it is Wu If Yang made a move, he didn't even need to use his hands, the aura of Daojun Patriarch was enough to make him get down.

Lei Xingfeng didn't care what happened to the opponent, he was suppressing his opponent, and took advantage of the momentum to rush over. The two sides were already extremely close, so Lei Xingfeng had already appeared in front of them as soon as Lei Xingfeng moved. Lei Xingfeng didn't use any weapons. Instead, he beat Qirong wildly with the strength of his fists and feet.

Crackling, crackling, punching to the flesh, Lei Xingfeng did not let go of the people behind Qirong, punched and kicked, and when everyone was lying on the ground, Lei Xingfeng stepped on Qirong's head Go up, and said lightly: "Who sent you here? Tell me!"

Qirong trembled in pain, this kind of attack is not fatal, but it makes people lose self-esteem, and it is extremely painful, especially the mouth, being beaten twice by Lei Xingfeng, at least half of the teeth in the mouth fell out, this is really painful, It broke our hearts. i752