Ling Xiao, who was suspected of having epilepsy, returned to the inn.
The person who greeted him was an old man named He.
"I'm home?"
Ling Xiao said hello casually, sat down, and got some tea.
But the old man surnamed He stopped him, spread his palms and said: "Give me the money."
Ling Xiao pretended not to know and asked: "What money?"
The old man surnamed He sneered: "1.5 million spirit stones. Since you are going to participate in the final battle, you must pay me back the money first, otherwise, if you die on Chengyun Island, wouldn't it be an advantage to others?"
Ling Xiao said "Oh" and said, "No coincidence, I just spent all the money."
The old man surnamed He's face darkened.
Nangong Zhu on the side rolled his eyes, obviously not believing it.
Ling Xiao was also magnanimous enough. He took off the storage bag and threw it on the table, saying: "It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can check it. I only have hundreds of spiritual stones on me."
Of course, the old man surnamed He would not really check. Instead, Nangong Zhu took a step forward and poured out the things.
Ding ding dong dong.
Except for the jade embroidered knife and three or two talismans, there were really only a few hundred spirit stones.
Apart from that, there is nothing.
Ling Xiao smiled secretly and said seriously: "Look, there is really nothing."
Nangong Zhu was furious and slapped the table: "It must be hidden somewhere else, don't try to fool people! Mr. He, search for his soul!"
Ling Xiaoyi was fearless and chuckled: "Stop working, I don't have any money anyway. Besides, we have signed the contract. Isn't it too late for you to refuse the bill now?"
He ignored the two of them and walked straight to the bed and sat down cross-legged.
"Looking at you, do you think you are safe?" the old man surnamed He asked coldly.
"Ling Xiao, you are too confident! Just think that you have a perfect plan, but it is a melee with 128 people. Any unexpected change may kill you! What's more, don't think that you can surrender at any time. , there are so many ways that you can't even surrender!" Nangong Zhu also said in a deep voice.
Ling Xiao looked at the two of them and laughed dumbly, "You seem to have made a mistake. I never thought of surrendering."
The two of them were stunned.
Ling Xiao asked: "Senior He, do you know the difference between killing one person and killing 128 people?"
His tone was extremely calm, as if he was recounting a trivial matter.
The old man surnamed He asked coldly: "What's the difference?"
Ling Xiao opened his palm and showed his jade embroidered knife. An unprecedented murderous aura spurted out from the knife and his body, filling the whole room!
The bone-chilling murderous intent made Nangong Zhu feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his head was cold to the soles of his feet, and his face changed drastically.
How could this guy's murderous intent be so...
Ling Xiao's eyes did not change in color. He looked at the two of them and said calmly: "The difference is that I have to swing the knife 128 times, which is a bit tiring."
It's just that I'm a little tired.
Nangong Zhu couldn't help but take a step back and looked at the arrogant man in front of her in horror. It seemed that for the first time, she knew this guy's true face.
How much disregard for life must one have to say such crazy things?
How many people must have been killed to show such an indifferent expression?
It can be expected that in the final battle on Chengyun Island, Ling Xiao will kill many people.
But for these people, what they saw in Ling Xiao's eyes was just a picture of "a white knife going in and a red knife coming out". It was just like the daily life of all living beings, and it couldn't be more ordinary.
Even the old man surnamed He was frightened by the murderous intention displayed by Ling Xiao at this moment. He came to his senses after a moment of trance and muttered "little monster".
Now that things have happened, he can no longer see through Ling Xiao.
How could a mere foundation builder from overseas have such strong murderous aura, comparable to that of a general on the battlefield?
"I hope I didn't do a losing business!"
The old man surnamed He dropped these words, stood up and left.
Nangong Zhu looked at Ling Xiao complicatedly, and could only shake her head and chase the old man away.
I don’t know when, but there were a few more things on the table.
Ling Xiao took it casually, took a look, and couldn't help but smile.
"My lucky stars are shining brightly today. People are sending gifts everywhere I go."
This object is 10 jade charms.
The jade talisman is actually a talisman, but it is of the third level.
This was not the first time Ling Xiao had seen it. He had seen it in a certain store before. Unfortunately, the store refused to sell it, saying that it was to be dedicated to a certain Jindan elder in Huqi Mountain. It was really stupid.
On the jade talisman, there are two words engraved: Luoying.
"What is the Falling Talisman used for?"
Ling Xiao played with it up and down, and couldn't help but criticize the old man surnamed He.
You’ve already left this talisman behind, why are you still putting on airs about Yuanying? Will you die if you explain more?
He had no choice but to go out again and see if he could buy a book introducing third-level talismans.
The fallen talisman is made of a special material. What Ling Xiao is most curious about now is, does it mean that all third-level talismans must be made of this kind of material?
If so, the cost would be too high.
It turns out he was right.
Ling Xiao bought a copy of "A Brief Introduction to the Third-Level Talisman" from a store. He flipped through it and couldn't help but be speechless.
Because the power contained in the third-level talismans is too powerful, ordinary paper talismans cannot bear it, so all jade talismans are used for drawing.
The cost of manufacturing jade talismans has naturally increased, and the selling price is even more ridiculously high.
The most common third-level talisman has to be sold for more than 5,000 spirit stones, and it is priceless. Once it is put on the shelves, it will definitely be robbed.
From the book, Ling Xiao also learned about the function of the Falling Star Talisman.
The Falling Star Talisman is a wood-attribute talisman that can inspire falling leaves all over the sky. It can fly leaves to kill people invisibly, and it can also gather leaves as a shield to protect itself. It is a rare talisman that combines offense and defense.
Among all the third-level talismans, the Fallen Talisman can be considered an extremely powerful one, and its market price is estimated to be seven to eight thousand.
"That old man is kind!"
Ling Xiao was overjoyed.
The old man surnamed He left behind 10 fallen talismans, naturally because he felt sorry for Ling Xiao being offered a reward on the black market.
After all, when he signed the contract, he swore that the ancestor of the Cai family would not dare to harm Ling Xiao again.
After picking up 10 third-level talismans for nothing, Ling Xiao returned to the inn in a good mood.
He took out the storage bag Dong Qingran gave him again, with a solemn expression.
Compared to the third-level talismans, the contents of this storage bag are truly valuable.
A bottle of third-level healing elixir, which Ling Xiao had used before.
The other bottle is the "Cui Xuan Pill" that Dong Qingran got from somewhere. The effect of this pill is to increase a person's chance of forming a pill by more than 10%!
Opportunity to form elixir.
Ling Xiao caressed the bottle of Cuixuan Dan, recalling Dong Qingran's sad and touching appearance, and couldn't help but sigh.
How can she repay her kindness?
He picked up the bronze mirror again, and her warmth vaguely remained on the mirror.
Ling Xiao shook his head quickly, not daring to think too much, and slowly poured mana into the mirror.
The bronze mirror floated up with a buzzing sound, casting a spiritual light that enveloped Ling Xiao.
The soul-chasing light of the past now gave Ling Xiao a sense of warmth. Bathed in the mirror light, Ling Xiao carefully sensed the mystery of the bronze mirror.
Bronze mirrors have many wonderful uses.
One is to cast light to protect the body and resist spell bombardment; the other is to cast light to the enemy, burning the opponent like a scorching sun, which is more effective against evil spirits.
