Before Feng Qingwu could speak, Sword Lord Qingheng had already raised his eyes to look at her with sharp eyes: "I have heard the rumors about Beast Peak."
"Your spiritual pet has a special bloodline. If you want to cultivate it, you will probably spend a lot of resources. It just so happens that... I got a clue when I traveled around in the early years."
"Do you know - the dragon's inner elixir?"
When the last four words were uttered, Feng Qingwu was startled, but he quickly restrained his excess emotions, making it impossible to find any problems.
She raised her head pretending to be confused: "Master, what is this?"
Soon, Sword Lord Qingheng once again told Feng Qingwu the news that she already knew. It was indeed the inner elixir of the dragon that she had guessed.
only……
Why did Qingheng Jianjun tell her?
When Feng Qingwu lowered his eyes, his eyes were filled with thoughts.
Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Yue Mingshi for a while. For the sake of the inheritance of the Emperor Phoenix and her identity as the Phoenix Girl, she is probably taking the time to absorb the blood of the Emperor Phoenix in the blood jade bracelet, but——
According to Yue Mingshi's talent, the possibility of absorbing it in a short time is too small. Only by improving his qualifications can he do it.
And it just so happened that her spiritual root and sword bone were a way.
Feng Qingwu could vaguely guess what Sword Lord Qingheng meant.
It should be that her power remains on the spiritual root sword bone and cannot be refined. As far as she knows, opening the place where the dragon is -
All it takes is a mouthful of blood.
And using essence and blood as a bridge is exactly the method that can be recognized by the spiritual root sword bone in a short time, and has the possibility of refining.
But essence and blood are no different from ordinary blood, what is lost is the foundation.
While Feng Qingwu lowered his eyes and thought deeply, Sword Lord Qingheng said again: "How about it, are you interested in taking a chance?"
"This is an opportunity, so disciples will naturally go."
Feng Qingwu chuckled lightly, her gentle brows and eyes were filled with high spirits. Even though she knew there was a scam, she was not afraid of this conspiracy.
But Feng Qingwu said, changing the topic: "However, the disciple's cultivation is damaged, and it is difficult to achieve anything by relying on his own strength. Since the master has proposed it, I wonder if I can help?"
"...You want to hear it?"
Qingheng Sword Lord frowned.
"This disciple is only in the Qi-training stage, and I'm afraid he will be disabled after traveling thousands of miles, so he needs a high-grade Xuan-level walking spirit treasure."
"The place where the dragon is located is extremely dangerous. The disciples also need spiritual treasures for self-defense, including several high-grade defensive spiritual treasures at the Xuan level."
"By the way, if you are injured along the way, you will also need healing pills. The Xuan-level medicine is too powerful. Just give me a hundred yellow-level pills."
"A set of robes, weapons, talismans... all available."
Feng Qingwu was also rude and made it clear that he wanted money.
Listening to the series of items, Qingheng Jianjun felt that his head hurt. It was not that he couldn't take them out, but this was already bleeding heavily, and it could be said that the family's wealth was going to be emptied.
Suddenly, Sword Master Qingheng’s face turned dark.
"Going out is for experience, not for an outing!"
"...Then there's nothing we can do."
Feng Qingwu sighed softly: "This disciple is only in the qi training stage, so I'm really not sure, so I'd better wait a little longer. I'll go there later."
"How long?"
"It will take about ten years to reach the original Nascent Soul stage."
Feng Qingwu looked a little sad and regretful. She was not anxious now, but he was anxious to trick her into taking a mouthful of blood and use it to please Yue Mingshi. Master Licking the Dog eagerly helped.
Qingheng Sword Lord: ...I should really stab you to death with my sword.
He clenched and released his hand several times, and said with a livid face: "Yes, as my disciple, you must be careful when going out."
"But cut back, it's too much."
Feng Qingwu: "Hey...that's still not safe enough. I'd better take it slow. I don't have any other intentions. Master, you can just give it to me. I just need to think about it again."
Qing Heng Sword Lord: "I, seat, answer, answer!"
Every word, gritted teeth.
Feng Qingwu then handed over his hand: "Thank you Master, I will set off immediately after packing the things you gave me. We will live up to our expectations."
"...Take it."
Upon hearing this, Qingheng Sword Lord Lai couldn't help but handed the storage bag out. Even if he took out this resource that the lion had a big mouth, he couldn't help but tremble with his fingertips.
Just when Feng Qingwu was about to leave, she paused.
"Master, I have one more thing, disciple."
"..."
Qingheng Jianjun lowered his head to look at the chessboard, pretending he didn't hear it.
Ever since the last incident outside the sect’s secret realm, he didn’t want to hear his disciple speak at all, but unexpectedly——
"Master, disciple, please wait a little longer."
"...What else are you going to do!"
Sword Lord Qingheng crushed the chess piece in his hand and looked at it coldly.
Feng Qingwu acted like he was blind and continued: "This disciple is not in the stage of Qi training, so it is not safe to go out. Even with these self-defenses, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive alone."
Qingheng Sword Lord: ...Then you just asked for shitty resources?
He endured it again and again, taking a deep breath: "So?"
Feng Qingwu handed over his hand again: "It's not a big deal, I just want to ask Master for a few foundation-building disciples to follow."
"I allow you to bring three people with you."
"Thank you, Master."
Feng Qingwu cupped his hands again: "Master——"
'boom! '
Before Feng Qingwu could speak, the stone table in front of Sword Master Qingheng had been shattered into powder. He turned to look at her: "Is there anything else?"
Feng Qingwu paused for a moment and then said goodbye: "Master, take your leave."
Until he saw her leaving, the low pressure around Qingheng Sword Master did not disappear at all. He took out the brocade box from the storage ring, which contained the spiritual roots and sword bones.
At this time, he injected his spiritual power into the message note.
Soon, a figure appeared behind Qingheng Sword Lord: "Sect Master, what important matters do you want to give me?"
"Take this, follow Feng Qingwu and grab the blood essence."
"yes."
After the man took it, Sword Lord Qingheng paused, with murderous intent in his eyes: "You can kill her if necessary."
The man nodded slightly and disappeared again the next moment.
In front of the cave, only the figure of Sword Master Qingheng was left, and his expression was even colder as he murmured in a low voice: "If countless pairs of eyes weren't staring at your spiritual root now, why would I be like this?"
As long as Feng Qingwu dies from his injuries, he will attract attention.
In this case, it is not impossible for Sword Lord Qingheng to dig out what he did before. If someone knew that he had killed the genius of Tianxuan Sect, the current Tianlinggen...
Those elders who do not deal with Sword Lord Qingheng are bound to cause trouble. The struggle for power in Tianxuan Sect is extremely serious.
So he could only cheat a mouthful of blood essence from Feng Qingwu in a roundabout way. Unexpectedly... she would dare to go even further!
Thinking of this, Sword Lord Qingheng slightly narrowed his eyes: "That's all, when we get the essence and blood, we can first let Shi'er absorb it, secondly we can snatch the dragon's inner elixir, and thirdly we can snatch the mysterious spiritual pet, killing three eagles with one stone." "
"I don't know if Shi'er likes that spiritual pet..."
At the same time, outside the main peak.
Feng Qingwu's originally cautious expression changed. He threw the storage bag in his hand, and the coldness in his eyes was clearly visible.
She originally needed the dragon inner elixir to regain her spiritual root and sword bone.
Unexpectedly, Sword Master Qingheng would hit her head first, so don't blame her for taking advantage of him.
Throwing the storage bag in his hand, Feng Qingwu said with a smile: "Master, you will regret letting me out of this Tianxuan Sect."
This will cause some trouble.
I'm sorry for the "good master"'s plot against her...
