History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 25. Chapter 25 25. Counterattack (recommendation ticket! Request collection!)

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There was a reaction at the mountain gate so quickly, and the reaction was still so big, someone must have added fuel and vinegar to make a small report.

Zhenlongyuan came out, and except for the warriors of the Eastern Tang State, the people of Guangcheng Mountain were either from Linyuan City or Lingfeng Valley.

Xu Chuan and Wen Ningzhi are undoubtedly more suspicious of the latter.

In the past two days, Yan Zhaoge also asked Ahu to check Wen Ningzhi, and the relationship between the other party and the elder Cui of the Deacon Hall of the Zongmen was naturally no longer a secret.

Yan Xu glanced at Yan Zhaoge indifferently: “Wenning’s report was given to the old man, and then the old man submitted it to the sect. The old man is in charge of the Dongtang area, and at the same time the deacon of Lingfeng Valley, what happened on the ground of Dongtang Kingdom. , The old man reported to the sect, what is your problem?”

Yan Zhaoge laughed: “The problem is not big, but I suspect that Wen Ningzhi is suspected of abandoning the sect and communicating with foreign enemies.”

“So this time, I will inevitably think of him, maybe he hit me with a small report, it’s not just an internal problem in the sect.”

“After all, Elder Yan, you know, I just beat a certain disciple half to death in Zhenlongyuan.”

Yan Xu’s eyes suddenly became cold and severe, staring at Yan Zhaoge: “Yan Zhaoge, pay attention to your words!”

Yan Zhaoge calmly said: “I pay attention, so I said, doubt, suspicion.”

The law enforcement elder looked at Yan Zhaoge, then Yan Xu, sighed, and first said to Sikongqing: “Nephew Sikong, you go down first.”

Sikongqing quietly glanced at Yan Zhaoge, then stepped back.

After she left, the law enforcement elder asked, “Nephew Yan, what is going on?”

Yan Zhaoge took out something, opened his palm, and other people in the hall looked at it, and saw that it was a pale yellow spar with patterns on the spar’s surface, which looked like white clouds.

Linyuan City Deacon elder Xu Chuan saw this spar, his eyelids jumped: “Moire!”

Yan Xu glanced at it and said, “Moiré stone, what do you take this thing for?”

Yan Zhaoge smiled without saying a word, took out another spirit grass, and said to Xu Chuan next to him: “Trouble elder Xu to fry this magic spirit grass into juice.”

Xu Chuan’s eyes flickered. The spirit grass in front of him was called Meiling Grass. After being burned into ashes, it could be used as a medicinal guide for another kind of precious medicine.

However, he did not refuse, and immediately ordered his attendants to do what Yan Zhaoge said.

Yan Xu stared at Yan Zhaoge coldly, and neither the law enforcement elder nor the leader of the Eastern Tang Dynasty spoke, but just watched quietly.

The concoction was quickly fried, and Yan Zhaoge smiled and picked up the moire stone, and began to pour the gas into it.

The law enforcement elder frowned: “Nephew Yan, the moire stone cannot be directly poured into the martial artist’s gas, otherwise it will explode and shatter!”

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, “Don’t worry, the elders, I know this, so besides the function of refreshing the brain and calming the nerves, it is sometimes used as a weapon, but even if it bursts, its power is very limited.”

“But at this moment, this moire stone in my hand cannot burst.”

While speaking, Yan Zhaoge immersed half of the moiré stone in his hand in the decoction of the magic spirit grass, holding only the upper half of his palm.

And his qi is continuously poured into the mura stone.

Sure enough, the moire stone did not burst, and it was as stable as ever.

Xu Chuan stared closely at Yan Zhaoge’s palm. He didn’t believe that Yan Zhaoge was going to fight, just to prove this trivial matter.

The next moment, Xu Chuan’s eyes suddenly widened.

The Lord of the Eastern Tang leaned back on the seat and straightened again.

The law enforcement elder and Yan Xu stared at Yan Zhaoge’s gaze, and they also stayed for a while.

In front of them, the cloud-like patterns on the surface of the moiré in Yanzhao singers suddenly became softer, with milky white liquid oozing out of it, blending into the decoction of the magic spirit grass, floating on the surface of the concoction like milk.

One of the rich aroma suppressed the pungent medicinal smell and instantly filled the whole hall.

Everyone present was well-informed, and they probably knew what the milky sap was just by smelling it.

It was not a drink or medicine, but a treasure called the essence of chalcedony.

This treasure has a wide range of uses and is exquisite. Whether it is added during refining or refining medicine, it will greatly increase the power of refining, and at the same time improve the quality of weapons and elixir, and save raw materials.

In the Eight Great World, the production of chalcedony is extremely limited. It is only produced in a few places in the mountains and winds. The demand is so amazing that the supply exceeds demand every year, and sometimes there is even a price but no market.

Whether it is Guangcheng Mountain or Dongtang Kingdom, every year a lot of resources or money are spent in exchange for the essence of chalcedony.

This is so, and it is difficult to truly meet the demand, so I can only save the use in a planned way, and dare not let it go.

But now that I saw the demonstration of Yanzhaoge, this little moiré actually contains the essence of chalcedony, and the extraction method is very simple.

Whether it is moire stone or magic spirit grass, it is much cheaper than chalcedony, and the output is even greater.

How much chalcedony does this mean?

I am wealthy for my own use, and I can export and sell it!

The three great masters couldn’t sit still, stood up from their seats, and instantly arrived in front of Yan Zhaoge, each reaching out his fingers and tapping a little white juice.

Soon, they are completely sure that this is the essence of chalcedony!

In front of them, this could not have been caused by Yan Zhaoge’s deception and trickery, but the essence of the chalcedony produced by the combination of the charm of the spirit grass and the moire stone.

The law enforcement elder took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and said, “Nephew Yan, you have done a great job!”

“It’s not inferior to the inner crystal furnace at this stage, or even worse!”

Yan Xu’s cold face eased a lot, but immediately afterwards, his face changed slightly.

The next moment, Yan Zhaoge’s voice drifted slowly into his ears: “The elder has passed the award, and I also accidentally discovered it by accident. Only then did I know this secret.”

“However, as far as I know, Lingfeng Valley has produced a lot of moire stones over the years, and most of them seem to have been sold to the fire area where the Great Sun Sect is located.”

Yan Xu’s face sank: “This is the first time that the old man has learned of this method. He has never heard of it before, and has never been spread in the entire Eight Great Worlds.”

“Now that I know it, I will naturally prohibit the outflow of murastone, but it’s a pity that I’d rather sell murastone outside, but those who don’t know are not guilty, and he shouldn’t be blamed for this.”

“Oh -” Yan Zhaoge dragged a long tone: “How can Elder Yan be sure, he really doesn’t know?”

Yan Xu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, only to find that Yan Zhaoge’s slightly joking eyes flashed with a cold light in the depths.

“Is it negligence or ignorance, or deliberately concealing it without reporting it, and doing something secretly, what about the Great Sun Sect?” Yan Zhaoge moved his neck and smiled with white teeth: “I can’t say this, but Now that the law enforcement elders have come to Dongtang, you are here too, Shibo and Yan, by the way, check it out.”