I have a magic pot

Not to mention the Ganoderma lucidum hall, the elixir shops in the entire Star Demon Island have never heard of selling this product. If someone really sells this inner pill, its value is also immeasurable.

Hearing what the waitress said, Han Feng's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't imagine that the value of the internal alchemy of the deep sea spirit sturgeon was even more precious than he imagined.

But Han Feng just thanked the waitress and left the shop.

The internal alchemy of the deep sea spirit sturgeon is precious, but Han Feng does not intend to sell it.

Firstly, Han Feng didn't want to attract attention on Xingmo Island. Secondly, he was also very interested in the legendary Zhuyan Pill. He kept this inner alchemy, and it might be possible to refine this kind of pill in the future. medicine.

Walking out of the Ganoderma lucidum hall, Han Feng found many shops selling elixir in the inner city, and walked almost all the medicine shops in the inner city, and finally found the last blind supplement of the Qiming Xuanmen Pill "Qianjin Vine" .

As a result, Qiming Xuanmen Pill only lacks the two main ingredients of "Huiling Chiguo" and "Colorful Coral", while Rongxin Pill still lacks the main ingredient of "Nine-Tailed Nightshade Flower".

Seeing that it was getting late, Han Feng returned to the inn without staying any longer.

After a quiet night of cultivation in the inn, Han Feng and Mu Qianxun greeted each other in the morning of the second day, and then went to the middle city of Xingmo Island early to continue searching for the elixir.

However, Han Feng's luck today was obviously not good. He searched the city all morning, but he couldn't find a single elixir.

After all, both Qiming Xuanmen Pill and Rongxin Pill are "Ancient Pills". Not to mention how precious the elixir is, some of them may even be extinct.

Holding the last hope, Han Feng searched around the outer city of Xingmo Island again, but he still found nothing.

Seeing that the sun was about to set again, Han Feng shook his head with a little disappointment, thinking that he could only watch the "trade fair" tomorrow, whether there would be any surprises.

Passing through the streets of the outer city, Han Feng walked all the way towards the inn.

Compared with the prosperity and spaciousness of the inner city, the outer city is obviously much more chaotic. There are street stalls on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of pills, spiritual weapons, formations... Although there are many types, the quality tends to be low. There are even some charlatans who are mixed up and shoddy.

These things naturally couldn't catch Han Feng's eyes, so he walked straight.

Seeing Han Feng walking to an alley.

"Woof...!" A slightly hoarse, puppy-like voice attracted him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a bald middle-aged man who had set up a stall at the entrance of the alley, and a large iron cage was placed in front of the stall.

Inside the cage was a group of low-level monsters that were dark, with glossy fur, shaped like hounds, and with sharp claws.

Han Feng recognized this kind of monster, which was a low-level monster called "Iron Eater".

Although this kind of monster has no combat power, it has sharp claws, flexible body, and is very good at digging holes. It uses "iron stone" as food. Generally, human spirit warriors like to buy this kind of monster. It is very convenient to use it to open up caves.

The sale of "sea monsters" is strictly prohibited on Xingmo Island, but there is no restriction on land monsters. There are human spirit warriors who transport land monsters here for sale, and they are quite popular with half-orcs and some high-level sea monsters.

The shout that Han Feng heard just now came from this iron cage.

But he was not interested in these low-level monsters. Han Feng turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, he suddenly heard Xianer say: "Master, wait a minute!"

"Hmm...what's wrong with Xian'er?" Han Feng asked in surprise.

"Master, there seems to be a very special aura in that iron cage, please take a closer look."

Chapter 857 Little "Iron Eater"

Hearing what Xian'er said, Han Feng couldn't help being surprised, what's so special about a group of low-level "iron-eating beasts"?

However, out of trust in Xian'er, Han Feng approached the big iron cage that held more than a dozen iron-eating beasts.

Seeing that there are customers coming to the door, the owner of the street vendor who has no money today and is about to close up has a smile on his face.

"Oh... this Taoist has a friendly eye. My family's iron-eating beasts are all "little hole-digging experts" out of a hundred. The caves they dug out are spacious and bright. The key is that the price is not expensive..."

Han Feng didn't pay any attention to the store owner's "jingle" hawking. At this time, he had already walked to the iron cage, squatted down and carefully looked at the group of writhing and extremely active iron-eating beasts in the cage.

After observing for a while, Han Feng's eyes locked on the iron-eating beast in the farthest corner of the iron cage.

Unlike other iron-eaters who were active and active, this iron-eater was curled up listlessly in a corner.

Its body size is far inferior to that of its kind. It looks like a little black dog that has just been born. Not to mention the sparse hair on its body, it is gray and covered with dust. From time to time, it will be eaten by food in the iron cage The iron beast stepped on it a few times, but it also remained silent.

When Han Feng looked down at the little iron-eating beast, the little guy was also looking up at him.

Although this little iron-eating beast looked very weak, its eyes were black and shiny, and it stared straight at Han Feng. After watching for a while, it suddenly let out a roar.

"Wow... woof..."

The little guy roared in a "baby voice", his voice was a little hoarse and weak, but his eyes seemed to be very excited, and he even began to crawl towards Han Feng.

But because its body is very weak and its limbs are weak, it can only move a little bit in the cage.

However, the little iron-eating beast had just climbed a few steps when it was grabbed by a big hand and thrown into a corner of the iron cage.

It was the vendor owner who stepped forward and explained with an embarrassed expression: "Hey... fellow daoist, this iron-eating beast is 'congenitally dysplastic', and a group of iron-eating beasts will always eliminate such a waste. Don't worry about it, I assure you, other iron-eating beasts are fine, just choose."

Han Feng glanced at being thrown in the corner, and didn't turn over for a long time. The poor little guy immediately looked back at the stall owner.

"Boss, how do you sell this iron-eating beast?"

Hearing Han Feng asking about the price, the stall owner looked at Han Feng's attire for a while, and then stretched out a finger.

"Hey...not expensive, not expensive, only one thousand low-grade spirit stones."

When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and stood up.

Seeing this, the stall owner's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly apologized with a smile: "Oh...don't leave, fellow daoist, the price can still be negotiated."

Han Feng glanced at the other party, but waved his hand and said, "No need."

"what……"

The stall owner thought that the door-to-door business was about to fly away, but Han Feng said in a wealthy voice: "I never like to bargain when I buy things. I will buy one for a thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Hearing this, the stall owner, who had a bitter look on his face a second ago, suddenly brightened his eyes, and said with joy, "Oh, Daoist friendliness, at first glance, he is a dragon and a phoenix, a person who does great things!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Han Feng directly took out ten middle-grade spirit stones from the storage ring and threw them to the opponent.

The stall owner took the spirit stone, and with a brighter smile on his face, he said courteously, "Fellow Daoist, wait a moment, I'll pick out a best-looking iron-eating beast for you."

Without waiting for the stall owner to choose it for him, Han Feng pointed directly at the snack iron beast in the corner and said, "You don't need to choose, I want this one."

"Ah... this one?"

When the stall owner heard the words, he thought he had heard wrongly, so he froze in place.

Han Feng was dissatisfied and said, "If you sell it or not, return the spirit stone to me."

Hearing this, the stall owner quickly put the spirit stone in his hand into the storage bag, and at a speed that even Han Feng admired, he picked up the gray little iron-eating beast, and quickly stuffed it into Han Feng's arms.

"Money and goods are cleared, fellow daoist walk slowly and don't give them away!"

After all, before Han Feng left, the stall owner had quickly packed up his stall and was about to close and leave.

Today, at an outrageous price of one thousand spirit stones, among the batch of iron-eating beasts, the worst-looking iron-eating beast was sold, and no one wanted to give it away. The stall owner was already happy, I am convinced that I have met a "big fat sheep" who is stupid and rich.

In order to prevent the other party from going back on his word later and asking him to withdraw the spirit stone, he naturally had to run away quickly.

However, at this moment, Han Feng, who was about to turn around and leave, was blocked by a figure.

"Fellow Taoist, can you resell this iron-eating beast to me?"

Han Feng was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked up, only to see a man in Tsing Yi appeared in front of him at some point.

Han Feng took a look at this person, and found that he couldn't sense the other person's cultivation level. He immediately became vigilant, shook his head and said, "Daoist friend, I'm sorry, I just bought this iron-eating beast, and I don't plan to change hands for the time being."

Hearing the words, the man in Tsing Yi only smiled slightly, looked down at the little iron beast curled up in Han Feng's arms, and said again: "I am willing to pay ten times the price, or you can ask for whatever you want, fellow daoist."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Han Feng was slightly stunned, but the stall owner who was about to pack up and leave was also stunned.

Ten times the price, isn't that [-] spirit stones!

Buying a stunted iron-eating beast for [-] spirit stones, is this person crazy?

It seems that this one is not worse than the previous one, and his brain is still not bright!

In an instant, the stall owner who thought he had made a lot of money just now was about to regret it, and even wanted to take back the iron-eating beast at the original price and sell it to the "No. [-] bully".

However, at this moment, Han Feng shook his head again to the man in Tsing Yi and said, "Sorry, I don't sell it."

After all, Han Feng made a flash and left the alley.

Looking at Han Feng's leaving back, the man in green didn't stop him, but there was a strange green light flashing in his dark eyes, the man whispered in surprise.

"How could there be such an aura on his body, could it be...?"

……

But at this time, Han Feng had already used his body skills secretly to stay away from the alley, making sure that no one was following him, so he detoured back to the inn where he was.

Han Feng secretly asked Xian'er in his heart: "Xian'er, can you see the cultivation level of that person just now?"

Xian'er said in a solemn tone: "Master, this person's concealment method is extremely clever, and with my current perception, I can't sense his cultivation, but judging from his ability to detect the abnormality of this 'little guy', Definitely not the idler."

Hearing this, Han Feng couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He secretly thought that the Star Demon Island was indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. At the same time, he also looked very curiously at the little iron-eating beast curled up in his arms.

"Xian'er, what's so unusual about this little guy?"

Just now in the alley of the outer city, it was Xian'er who told Han Feng to buy this little iron beast. Although Han Feng didn't know the reason, he immediately bought the little guy.

Xian'er said mysteriously: "Master, I'm not sure now, I need to use some methods to verify."

……

After returning to the inn room, Han Feng arranged another concealment formation in the original low-level concealment formation in the room.

After finishing all this, he put the little iron beast in his arms on the wooden table in the middle of the room. The little guy lay weakly on the wooden table, staring at Han Feng with big eyes, and uttered "Wow..." shouts.

Xian'er said: "Master, it must be hungry, try feeding it some spirit stones."

"Spirit stone?"

Han Feng was slightly stunned. Although the iron-eating beasts lived by devouring "iron stones", they had never heard of ones that could directly devour spirit stones.

But he still casually took out ten low-grade spirit stones and piled them up in front of the little guy.

And seeing this sparkling spirit stone exuding strong spiritual power, the originally listless little iron-eating beast's eyes suddenly brightened, and it actually crawled two steps forward by supporting its body, biting a spirit stone in one bite.

"Crack, click...!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the hard spirit stone was chewed and swallowed in the mouth of the little iron-eating beast, just like eating tofu.

After swallowing one spirit stone, the little guy seemed to have regained a bit of strength, shouted excitedly, and bit the second spirit stone.

"Crack clap clap..."

The little guy just opened his mouth and gnawed three times, five times and two times, and within a moment, all ten spirit stones were chewed up and swallowed by him.

But at this time, the originally weak little iron-eating beast had the strength to get up, and the dull gray fur on its body seemed to have a glimmer of luster.

At this moment, it was standing in the middle of the wooden table, holding its small head up and calling out to Han Feng, "Wow...", as if it was still not full.

At this time, Xian'er said again: "Master, you can try feeding it some elixir."

Han Feng had faintly noticed that this iron-eating beast was a bit unusual, and immediately took out several 100-year-old elixirs and placed them in front of the little iron-eating beast.

And when he saw the elixir on the table, the little guy's eyes brightened immediately, and he yelled "Wah-wah" excitedly, jumped in front of a ginseng plant, and opened his mouth to bite.

"Crack, click, click...!"

Accompanied by a rush of chewing sounds, Han Feng saw in astonishment that the little guy swallowed the century-old ginseng like a carrot, and swallowed it into his stomach in twos and twos.

Immediately, the little guy cheered up, and quickly swallowed the other several elixir plants like a storm.

"Wang Wang...!"

After eating these elixir, the little food iron beast was energetic, its cry was clear and powerful, and the gray fur on its body had a faint black light, and the small ears and slender tail that had been drooping were all raised now.

At this moment, the little iron-eating beast no longer looks like a little black dog, but rather looks like a "tiger and leopard cub".

Han Feng looked at this scene in amazement, and at this moment, Xian'er's surprised voice came from his mind.

"Ah, it seems that you are right, this little guy is not an iron-eating beast, but a 'Spiritual Treasure Beast' with the blood of the ancient mythical beast 'Pixiu'!"

Chapter 858 A Small Rice Bucket

"brave troops?"

Hearing these two words, Han Feng was also shocked.

Han Feng had heard of this famous ancient beast in his previous life.

Pixiu and "Dragon", "Phoenix", "Turtle" and "Kirin" are also known as the five auspicious beasts.