"Tell me more~" Su Luo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Tell me everything you know, word for word."
The pen fairy nodded, immediately found a stack of white paper, controlled a certain signature pen, and wrote quickly on the paper:
[Sir, classical Taoists have a strong ability to control the surrounding environment. I waited for most of the day, and only risked my life to get closer to Qin Shouren for a while when he lost control of his mind. But luckily, I heard a very crucial sentence. Information! 】
then.
Bi Xian wrote down what he overheard:
[...And that damn Ice Flame Sword Master, I can step into the location in half a year at most. One day, you will die in my hands! 】
Su Luo lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:
"Well done, thank you for your hard work today."
"It's my honor to serve you, sir~"
The pen fairy bowed Yingying.
Su Luo smiled, pulled off a strand of hair and tied it in a pen, and said lightly:
"From now on, you can live in this pen."
"Yes, sir."
Bixian did not dare to disobey and quickly possessed him.
Suddenly.
The hair turned into a nine-headed little black snake and merged into the pen fairy's soul.
Once Bixian has any thoughts that are not good for Su Luo, he will be eaten by the Hydra, or even killed immediately!
This is also the overbearing aspect of ghost questioning——
It is absolutely impossible for the ghost to cause any consequences that are detrimental to the caster, and all costs will be borne by the ghost.
The only disadvantage is...it consumes a lot of hair.
Successors of the "Snake Gu Secret Book" in the past dynasties often became bald early in their thirties and were looking for various precious hair growth potions.
After Bixian fell into a deep sleep.
Su Luo put the gel pen in his pocket and stared down at the content on the white paper. The word "exterior scene" was particularly dazzling, and he sighed in a low voice:
"As expected of the department head of Pioneer College, I can expect to be on location in at least half a year."
"Calculate carefully."
"Now Qin Shouren has reached at least a half-step location level."
Monks at the half-step outdoor level often already have some of the characteristics of the outdoor scene, and can release their true energy to the outside, stimulating a small amount of the power of heaven and earth.
Its strength and status are enough to crush thousands of Qi-charging realm monks.
Even though Su Luo has mastered the powerful power of frost, in the final analysis, it is just a trace of frost power.
The actual combat effect is equivalent to the fifth or sixth level of classical Taoism.
With Su Luo's current strength, it is not difficult to defeat a four-aperture level classical Taoist master, but if the goal is to change to a half-step outdoor scene, it will be a big joke.
The strength gap between the two is simply a huge difference.
"If I miss the application process for changing majors, even if I am promoted to location in the future, it will be difficult to find an opportunity to legally kill Qin Shouren..." Su Luo sighed with regret, and his heart became more and more eager to gain powerful power.
Just at this time.
The cell phone rings.
The three words Fan Huaimin were displayed on the screen.
Su Luo answered the phone and smiled:
"Senior Fan, what's the matter?"
Fan Huaimin blinked and teased:
"If nothing happens, can't I call you?"
Su Luo responded hurriedly, "How could it be possible? It's just that as the actual person in charge of the Starry Sky Martial Arts School, Senior Fan has no time to chat with me, a small Qi-storage-level college student. From your tone, you seem to be in a good mood. "
Fan Huaimin laughed and said cheerfully:
"Well, I won't talk nonsense to you. You still remember what I told you at the beginning. Martial arts practitioners with a second orifice and above can go to the western suburbs and mountain forest areas to hunt on their own. Those who perform well among them will be awarded the joint prize of the three major martial arts schools. Posting reward?”
Su Luo's eyes lit up and he immediately said:
"Remember."
Fan Huaimin said in a deep voice:
"The heart of every dragon beast contains a small amount of sub-dragon blood. Therefore, the three major martial arts schools decided that each liter of fresh sub-dragon blood will be counted as ten points. Who can produce the most sub-dragon blood? Whoever is the winner of this mountain hunting will receive precious resources such as the Ningqiao Pill."
"Tomorrow afternoon, the three major martial arts schools will be in Qingcheng Square to collect the blood of Calculation Yalong and distribute corresponding rewards."
Hear the words.
Su Luo took an "inward look" at the visualization diagram of the Supreme Sword Tomb. The dragon's blood in the storage box seemed to be... a few hundred million points more than that of the average person.
Um.
Just a little bit.
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At this time.
Fan Huaimin was silent for a moment, his tone changed slightly, and he said in a low voice:
"Xiao Su, if you have some spare money, buy some from other mountain forest warriors before the price of blood skyrockets."
"Anyway, various families in Qingcheng have begun to purchase Yalong's blood. They want to use the power of money to compete for the middle-grade Condensation Pill. This matter is no longer a secret, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."
Su Luo felt a warmth in his heart and said sincerely:
"Thank you, Senior Fan, for telling me this, but I already have enough Yalong blood in my hand, so I don't need to spend extra money to buy it."
Fan Huaimin frowned slightly and choked:
"No matter how strong you are, you can kill a few dragon beasts, but when those big families take action, it is likely to be dozens or hundreds of liters. I don't want all the Condensation Pill resources squeezed out by the martial arts hall to be lost. into the hands of those monk families."
"The gap between the rich and the poor in Qingcheng is actually far more terrifying than you imagine. The wealth accumulated by those established families is enough to make ordinary people lose the desire to struggle."
"It's just that Liangjieshan's successive victories have brought continuous and huge amounts of cheap resources, allowing the middle and lower class people to always enjoy extremely low prices and abundant jobs, suppressing potential social conflicts, and Daxia It has only been stable so far. Once the battlefield is defeated..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
Fan Huaimin was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and said:
"If you talk too much, you will be wrong. Remember what I said. You must buy more Yalong blood and try to exchange it for a Condensing Aperture Pill tomorrow. Without breaking through to the first aperture level, you will not be able to defeat those classical Taoist masters. !”
Finished.
The phone hangs up.
A busy tone of "beep~beep" came from my ears.
"Senior Fan is really worried about me..." Su Luo smiled bitterly, checked the tons of dragon blood in the storage box again, and said helplessly: "But my problem now is the Ya in my hand. There is so much dragon blood that I am worried about how to sell it."
Sometimes there are too many resources, which is also a kind of distress.
…………
Qingcheng.
A follower from the Fu family approached several warriors with a smile and asked, "Have you sold the Yalong blood in your hands? The Fu family is willing to buy it at a price of 200,000 yuan per liter."
Several warriors looked at each other and knew that what they had in their hands was far from enough to meet the exchange standards for low-grade Ningqiao Dan, so they happily sold it in exchange for squandering wealth.
In just one day, more than ten established families in Qingcheng gathered most of the Yalong blood, determined to obtain the middle-grade Ningqiao Pill.
