Concentrating on the grass is really useless for Han Feng, and in Han Feng's eyes, its level is not high.

but……

That was for Han Feng, for the woman in red, at the moment when the concentrating grass was taken out, the red-clothed woman stared at the concentrating grass.

The woman in red felt the majestic soul power on the concentrating grass, which was like the vast sea to her.

Guru...

The red-clothed woman swallowed and spit. If this spirit power can be absorbed by her, even if she can't break through to the realm of the soul-sovereign, at least it can be directly promoted from the initial stage of the seventh stage to the half-step soul-sovereign!

Such treasures...

Although the woman in red is greedy, she also knows that such a treasure is not something she can covet. Regrettably, the woman in red said respectfully: "My lord, please wait a moment, this spiritual grass is too important, and the servants and maids need to ask the principal of the Tianzi Pavilion to assess and judge."

"Go." Han Feng nodded.

The woman in red left soon, and it didn't take long before she brought a big fat man in purple.

The big fat man’s facial features are all squeezed together, his eyes are getting smaller and smaller, almost invisible.

The fat man hurried over, ignoring the communication with Han Feng, his small almost invisible eyes had exploded with a cluster of light, staring fixedly on the concentrating grass.

"Okay... what a majestic soul power." The fat man swallowed and spit, then raised his head to smile at Han Feng, and said: "This little brother, my last name is Zhao, the little brother can call me Fatty Zhao."

"Brother Zhao..., dare you ask Han's how much is this concentrating grass?" Han Feng twitched, but still did not call out the word Fatty.

"It turns out that this spirit grass is called Concentration Grass." Fatty Zhao suddenly realized, and then said: "It's true that Zhao did feel the majestic spirit power on this Concentration Grass, but if you feel it carefully, it has something to do with spirit power. That’s different."

Han Feng slowly nodded, indeed, the concentrating grass is the sacred grass of the three thousand gods after all, and it has grown up under the heavens of the three thousand gods. In this Battle Soul Continent, even if the souls absorb the concentrating grass, they still need a little transformation before they can fully control it.

Fatty Zhao said again: "To be honest, the spirit grass information in the Tianzi pavilion does not contain the information of concentrating on the grass in the hands of the little brother, so it needs to be purchased with the number of soul crystals and Zhao and several other principals. discuss."

The principal of Tianzilou Pavilion is not just Fatty Zhao, but three.

Han Feng didn't care: "Brother Zhao went to discuss it by himself."

Han Feng is also a brave artist, and he is not afraid that Fatty Zhao will lay down his contemplative grass.

If Fatty Zhao did that, he would dare to make Fatty Zhao pay the price.

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A secret room in the Tianzi pavilion.

Fatty Zhao, a middle-aged man and an old man studied the concentrating grass before and after.

After a while, the old man’s eyes flashed a light: "If this soul-condensing grass absorbs all the soul power contained in it, the middle-level soul-sovereign can have a deeper cultivation base, which can increase the number of breakthroughs to the upper-level soul-sovereign in the future. Probability of success."

"And if the lower-level soul-sovereign has reached the peak of the lower-level soul-sovereign, with this soul-condensing grass, you can break through to the middle-level soul-sovereign realm in one fell swoop."

"In the judgment of the old man, the value of this concentrating grass should be between 70,000 and 80,000 soul crystals."

The middle-aged people have different opinions: "The soul power in this soul-condensing grass is obviously a bit unusual. I'm afraid it won't be so smooth when absorbed.

Some other preparations are needed, which is a bit troublesome. I think it will be between 60,000 and 70,000 soul crystals. "

After speaking, the two looked at Fatty Zhao.

Fatty Zhao touched his chin and smiled: "Since the two have disagreements, then make a compromise. Seventy thousand soul crystals will be enough."

"But..." Fatty Zhao's eyes flashed: "That little brother has been calm and relaxed. This is very unusual. If I'm not mistaken, that guy should have a lot of soul-condensing grass, or comparable to soul-condensing. A treasure of grass."

"Huh?" The middle-aged man and the old man were puzzled.

Fatty Zhao rubbed his hands: "Two, think about it, what if you have Soul Condensation Grass in your hands?"

As the deacon of the Tianzilou pavilion, the cultivation level of the three is naturally not low, but Fatty Zhao is only the pinnacle of the lower-ranking soul, the middle-aged man is the latter stage of the lower-ranking soul, and the old man is the middle-ranking soul.

The middle-aged man and the old man were silent. If they got the soul-condensing grass, they would immediately retreat to practice, where would they sell it? Isn't this abusing heavenly objects?

Fatty Zhao said: "That kid can come to the third level, he should be the soul-sovereign, but so young, he is the lower-level soul-sovereign, why is he so indifferent to Ning Shen Cao? There is only one reason, and that is the kid in his hands. There are a lot of Condensed Soul Grass."

"It won't be that the kid doesn't have soul crystals, so he can sell the Concentrating Grass." Fatty Zhao joked.

As everyone knows, this so-called joke is precisely the truth of the matter. Unfortunately, none of the three would think this joke was true.

Soul Sovereign, no matter how poor, ten thousand soul crystals should be available.

...

"Fatty Zhao, what are you going to do?" Hearing that Han Feng might still have concentrating grass, the old man couldn't help but be moved.

"The reputation of our Tianzi pavilion cannot be affected. First, hand over the soul crystal to him, and then secretly track it until it is killed in a sparsely populated place." Fatty Zhao said.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man took out a jade slip. After seeing the contents of the jade slip, his face changed drastically.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the middle-aged man's face, the old man couldn't help but condensed.

As Soul Venerable, with such a solemn expression, it is usually a big event.

The middle-aged man gave a wry smile: "I'm afraid we can no longer follow it secretly, nor can we make a sneak attack."

Without waiting for Fatty Zhao and the old man to inquire about the reason, the middle-aged man directly passed the contents of the jade slip to the two of them, and the two of them swept away their spirits and took a breath.

"God, this guy actually killed Old Monster Zhi in seconds and killed the little guy in the Tang family!" The old man was shocked.

Let’s forget about Old Monster Zhi. With his strength, he can also kill Old Monster Zhi in seconds~lightnovelpub.net~ but the problem is that the Tang family has also been eliminated!

As the three principals of the Tianzi Pavilion, it is natural to know that the child of the Tang family has the self-defense treasure bestowed by his father, and he can explode a blow comparable to the upper soul.

So... what level of strength is it to be able to withstand this blow and kill the Tang family.

The peak of the upper soul? Or...Half-step Soul Emperor!

Fatty Zhao immediately suppressed those careful thoughts and was fortunate enough. Fortunately, he knew the news. Otherwise, waiting for them to follow the sneak attack, I am afraid it is not the other party who will die, but them.

Although he gave up, Fatty Zhao was still a little unwilling, and suddenly said: "Since the Tang family has released a wanted, he also promised

For the reward, why don't we send the news directly to the Tang family? In this way, we can get the benefits promised by the Tang family. "

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