The monk was greedy by nature, so even though he had been chatting, he did not forget this matter. After all, he was his savior. The monk was somewhat embarrassed to speak at this moment.
"Look at my memory, I almost forgot about this." The old man smiled faintly, which made the monk even more embarrassed, as did Zi Chen.
But if they were asked to say the words of sending the ancient beast away, they would never be able to say it. Because they didn't have the courage, they had sacrificed too much to kill the little devil leopard, and even the only life-saving elixir was gone.
"I have no use for this ancient beast, and it is not a real pure-blooded ancient beast, so you can take it away without worry." The old man saw the embarrassment of the two and said with a smile.
"Once the ancient beast dies, the spiritual power in the essence and blood will begin to drain away automatically. Even the purest jade bottle cannot seal it. If you don't have something special to store the essence and blood, you might as well leave it here with me until you can use it. When the time comes, come and collect it again.”
"Thank you for your kindness, ancestor. We just have one thing for storing essence and blood." Zi Chen thanked him again.
The old man no longer insisted and nodded. The silent black water pool trembled again, and the body of the little devil leopard slowly emerged from the bottom of the water. As the black water dripped down, the little devil leopard's body became green again.
The little devil leopard was almost intact, except for a huge blood hole on its forehead. Outside the blood hole, black water flashed, apparently sealing the little devil leopard's wound and preventing the blood from flowing out.
The little devil leopard was slowly lifted up and placed on the shore. The monk's eyes shone and he immediately said: "I'll do it, I'll take care of it!"
With that said, the monk was about to step forward to dissect, but soon discovered that there was no one who could take advantage of him. Because even if the little devil leopard dies, the defense around him is still very strong.
After the alchemy weapon could not be broken, the monk turned his head and looked at Zi Chen, "Zi Chen, give me my spear quickly, I want to use it now!"
"your?"
Zi Chen glared at the monk fiercely, because he didn't want to get angry because the old man was around.
"Yes, you got the phalange, and the spear should have been mine!" The monk said matter-of-factly, "Besides, I think that weapon has too much evil aura and is an ominous thing. Disaster. So, give it to me. I will suppress it with the pure power of Buddhism, chant sutras every day, and resolve this evil and evil spirit."
When Zi Chen heard this, his nose almost became angry and he wished he could kick this monk to death. The two have known each other for several years, but he has never seen the dead monk take the initiative to recite sutras. Moreover, ever since he met him, the dead monk has been cheating and stealing, and now it is even worse.
"What, you want to regret it?" The monk stared, then became dissatisfied.
"Damn bald donkey, I paid for this with my life, why should I give it to you?" Zi Chen couldn't help but started to roar.
In Zi Chen's opinion, this bloody spear is not much different from a spear, so it is just right for him to use it. Moreover, you are a bald donkey who uses a knife very differently. Is it possible that you still hold a spear with overwhelming evil energy and stab people everywhere?
A greedy monk will naturally refuse to obey. Zi Chen ignored his powerful imagination just now, completely lost his face, and started a war with the monk.
But after pinching for a long time, I still felt that the impact was not good, so I smiled apologetically at the old man and took a step to talk to the monk.
After a while, there was a loud sound in the forest.
When the old man heard this, he smiled and said nothing, but there seemed to be a crystal luster flashing in his eyes. Once upon a time, I had one or two friends who would care about you, be stingy and greedy in daily life. But when their lives are in danger, they are generous enough to give up their lives.
After a burst of noise, there was another burst of quarreling, each sound louder than the last, as if they were falling out. But after a moment, both parties walked out of the forest, arm in arm, and it was obvious that their interests had been agreed upon.
Zi Chen successfully handed over the bloody spear and lent it to the monk for dissection. The latter also had a pleased expression on his face and began to dissect in earnest.
Because the only treasure pill was swallowed by himself, Zi Chen felt that he was in the wrong and allowed the monk to take advantage.
So the monk insisted that the two saber teeth of the little devil leopard were two saber teeth, so he took them away. But there seemed to be only one left on the little devil leopard, and the other one was broken by Zi Chen and fell into the black pool.
"Haha!" As soon as the monk looked at him, before he could say anything, the old man laughed heartily, and then a radiant sword tooth flew out from the bottom of the pool and flew towards the monk.
"Hehe, nice blade teeth, very handy and sharp. It should be very effective in cutting people." He took the sword teeth and waved it a few times, the monk said confidently, then dug out another one and took it away directly.
The quality of these two saber teeth is no weaker than Zi Chen's silver spear, so the monk naturally regards it as a treasure. After that, the bloody spear broke through the body of the little devil leopard.
"Slow down, don't damage the scales, and make the incision neater. Do I need to make soft armor?" Although the monk was very careful, Zi Chen was still heartbroken and reminded him aloud.
After hearing this, the monk's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly increased his strength. His hands seemed to be shaking. Zi Chen hurriedly said: "With such a big piece, at least two pieces of soft armor can be made."
As soon as he said this, the monk's hand became steady again and became more careful. It took several hours to cut a piece of animal skin, and finally it was completely placed in front. Making two soft armors is more than enough.
Afterwards, the monk began to remove the bones and obtain the precious blood. Of course, before that, after getting a few drops of blood from the heart, the heart of the little devil leopard was eaten by the devil ape. This made the Soul Devouring Rat stare blankly, but no one paid attention to it.
The little devil leopard is a treasure, and they gained a lot this time. They got a lot just from the essence and blood. Each drop is like a pearl, emitting dazzling light and illuminating the surrounding area.
"Put it away quickly!" the monk urged.
The purple gold gourd appeared again, breathing out a psychedelic light, like a small world extending, taking away everything.
Seeing the purple gold gourd again, the soul-eating rat's eyes shone brighter, and there was a faint excitement of expectation. The old man also kept looking at the purple gold gourd, with rays of light emitting from his plain eyes.
All the alchemy soldiers were destroyed, and each treasure elixir was lost. The two of them suffered a great loss. However, Zi Chen and the monk were very excited when they saw the ancient beast that was dissected in front of them. The value of this ancient beast alone was far more than Their efforts this time.
It can be said that this time I made a lot of money. Now they are considering when to perform baptism and sublimate and transform again.
"Baptism?" The old man was startled when he heard this, and said: "The little devil leopard is not a pure-blooded ancient beast in the true sense. Just such a one cannot baptize you at all."
"Ancestor, isn't it? The Little Demon Leopard's clan is all ancient beasts, so it should also be a pure-blooded ancient beast, right?" The Soul-eating Rat asked in confusion. It had promised Zi Chen before that the Little Demon Leopard was an ancient beast. A pure-blooded ancient beast.
Zi Chen and the monk were also confused.
"Pure-blooded ancient beasts are rare in number. Their blood is pure and they contain incredible magical powers. They are the most powerful existences in the world. And each one is passed down from ancient times. Even if they are weak, they are very powerful in combat. Each ancient beast can easily sweep and slaughter existences of the same level."
"The saber-toothed demon leopard clan are not ancient beasts in the true sense. They are just their ancestors. In the ancient battlefield, they were lucky enough to obtain the essence and blood of ancient beasts. Only then did they have the possibility of transforming into ancient beasts. But they are far from the true pure beasts. The ancient blood beasts are as different as heaven and earth."
The old man looked at Zi Chen and the monk and said: "You human testers who come here to hunt ancient beasts are only the beasts in this area, not the ancient beasts in the true sense. Pure-blooded ones in the true sense. The ancient beasts are all extremely powerful and powerful beings, and there is only one of each kind, so they are unique and cannot form a group at all."
Zi Chen nodded with the monk, finally understanding. And we know that the real ancient beasts are only one and unique, and they do not belong to one clan.
Moreover, Zi Chen and the monk unexpectedly learned that the soul-eating rat turned out to be a truly ancient beast, one of a kind. But unfortunately, the bloodline has not been awakened, and it is not a pure-blooded ancient beast at this moment. Even the original Sky-Swallowing Wolf was by no means a pure-blooded ancient beast.
Although the Little Demon Leopard is not a pure-blooded ancient beast, its essence and blood, combined with the essence and blood of other ancient beasts that Zi Chen and the monk had obtained before, and some other elixirs, can allow a person to be successfully baptized.
"Which one of you will be baptized?" The old man asked, looking at the two of them.
"Let him come first." Zi Chen spoke immediately without hesitation. With finger bones and a blood-colored spear, his combat power has increased again, and he is not afraid of ancient beasts such as the Little Demon Leopard. Zi Chen gave this opportunity to the monk.
But the greedy monk, uncharacteristically, shook his head and said, "No, you better do it."
Before Zi Chen could refuse, the monk said seriously: "The stronger you are, the greater our gains will be. A truly strong person is far better than two half-hearted people!"
What the monk said is reasonable. If Zi Chen is baptized, his combat power will naturally become stronger, and it will be easier to kill the ancient beast. In this way, the two people will gain even more.
"If your strength can increase to the point where you can kill the old demon leopard at will, I think our harvest will be even richer."
But this possibility is almost impossible. The old devil leopard is not much weaker than the swallowing wolf, and the original swallowing wolf can kill even the late Danyuan in the chaotic land with one blow.
The combat prowess of the two sides is vastly different. This is not something that can be bridged by just one baptism.
If you want to be baptized, in addition to essence and blood, you also need some other ancient medicines, so that the effect will be greater.
"You all go, the old Demon Leopard was seriously injured and should not appear in a short time." After seeing the concerns of the two, the old man also said.
"I'm going too, I'm going too!" The Soul-Eating Rat became very active this time.
It naturally feeds on spiritual things, so its method of finding ancient medicine is naturally better than Zi Chen and others. The other party recommended himself, and Zi Chen had no reason not to agree.
So, the two of them, one ape and one mouse, hit the road again.
The old man watched several people leave until the other party's figure disappeared.
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