Retrograde Heaven: Starting from Uncle Nine

Chapter 23 Lightning Strikes Wood, Blood Lin Fruit
Huang Daxian's face froze when he heard this, he was threatened.

After all, the Huangxian clan is considered a big clan. As the patriarch of a locality, how can he not be angry when he is threatened like this, and he intends to say some tough words, but he can see that there is a cloud of green energy on the four eyes .

After looking at it a few more times, I feel flustered, as if I could kill him at any time.

Something seemed to come to mind, "Did you invite Patriarch Maoshan?"

The four eyes saw it, and immediately smiled, "Tongbei Mountain is the territory of your Huangxian clan, the poor must prepare some means of protection, what if you get violent and hurt others, the poor have not lived enough yet .”

Huang Daxian was also short of breath when he heard the words, but now he was really caught in a dilemma, but the materials of the two magic swords must not be given.

To know the weight of the 500-year-old lightning strike tree, it is enough to make two mahogany swords in total.

In fact, it does not mean that a whole tree of lightning strike wood can be used as a material for a magic weapon. One percent can be used as spiritual materials, and the rest are waste materials that cannot be used.

A whole tree of lightning strike wood, after refining by the Huangxian family, there are only two magic tools left. If they are all given to the four eyes, how can he be reconciled with the value of 500 years of lightning strike wood.

He looked at the green air above his head with fear.

"The Taoist leader also knows the weight of a magic sword. Not all lightning strike trees can be used as spiritual materials. That lightning strike tree only has the weight of two magic swords in total. It is my Huangxian clan's fault to provoke Maoshan disciples , but at the price of 500-year-old lightning strike wood, the weight of a dharma sword is enough to offset it, the Taoist priest should not be greedy."

Hearing the words, the four eyes were overjoyed, the Huangxian clan of Tongbei Mountain actually obtained the 500-year-old lightning strike wood.

That's right, Simu is deceiving Huang Daxian. Although he has a wide range of friends and is very popular in the land of Xiangzhou, such hidden information is not so easy to obtain. There is a 500-year-old lightning strike tree on the back of the mountain, and then it's just a scam of Huang Daxian. I don't want to be really happy.

The weight of a dharma sword is enough, but it is not enough to agree so easily. After thinking about it for a while, he continued, "The weight of a sword is the weight of a sword, but there is also a blood lin fruit."

Huang Daxian's eyes widened immediately when he heard the words, the guy in front of him was too daring to ask for it.

Xuelin fruit is a specialty of Tongbei Mountain. It is a kind of spiritual fruit that can enhance physical fitness. It is only useful for monks in the refinement realm and monster races in the spirit enlightenment realm. If it were placed in ancient times, it would naturally not be considered an important spiritual fruit, but In today's Dharma-ending world, it seems very precious.

Tongbei Mountain is not the king of the Huangxian clan. The annual production of Xuelin fruit is only about two. The Huangxian clan can get half of it, which is used to train the children of the clan. Although the value is not as good as the 500-year-old lightning tree , but the value is really not low, and now the four eyes need one for export, and they only get one every year, how could Huang Daxian be willing.

"The Daoist is really embarrassed to ask. My Tongbei Mountain Huangxian clan only gets one piece every year. I have already used this year, so don't think about it, Daoist."

The four eyes shook their heads, "Why should the Yellow Immortal deceive others? It's not that the Blood Lin fruit cannot be preserved. How can the Huang Xian family have no stock, and the poor are not unreasonable people. One piece of lightning strike wood material, one piece of Blood Lin fruit If it is given to Pindao, Pindao will leave now, and this matter will end here, otherwise, my Maoshan disciples will enter the mountain in large numbers tomorrow."

Huang Daxian was so angry when he heard the words, the four eyes became more and more outrageous, and now he is going to attack the mountain if he doesn't agree, isn't this bullying?
"You!"

Jia Le looked at the ferocious Huang Daxian, and couldn't help but backed away, fearing that he would violently hurt others. Although Jia Le didn't know what it was, it seemed that it was indeed extraordinary, otherwise, It's just a fruit, this Huang Daxian, why should he be like this.

Moreover, Jiale also has a new understanding of Maoshan's prestige, just by looking at Huang Daxian's hatred and scruples.

After a long time, Huang Daxian finally calmed down.

He said coldly, "Wait!"

After finishing speaking, a yellow light swept away, and that Huang Daxian left directly.

Could it be that he went to fetch the Lightning Strike Wood and Blood Lin Fruit?

Jia Le guessed in his heart, sure enough, after a while, Huang Daxian came back again, a section of purple wood and a fruit appeared on the ground.

"Take your things and leave quickly, you will not be welcome on this whole mountain in the future."

Hearing the sound, he could tell that the anger was almost uncontrollable.

Jia Le looked at the four eyes, saw him nodded, and Jia Le stepped forward, holding the Thunder Tree and the fruit in his arms.

He looked at the things with four eyes, confirmed that they were correct, and felt very happy, this time he made a fortune, whether it was the Thunder Tree or the Blood Lin Fruit, they were all priceless treasures that money could not buy.

As for whether Huang Xian is happy or not, he doesn't care, who made him dare to provoke Mao Shan.

"Haha, when the things arrive, the grievances will be cleared up, but I hope Huang Xian will restrain the tribe well. Next time, if I take the initiative to provoke my Maoshan disciple, then I won't be as easy-talking as Pindao."

After finishing speaking, Simu took Jiale and walked down the mountain.

There was a sound of gnashing of teeth behind him, and Jiale seemed to have felt the endless resentment from Huang Daxian.

On the road.

"Master, I know about the lightning strike tree, but what kind of treasure is this blood-lin fruit?"

Hearing the words in four eyes, he was also in a good mood, and said slowly, "This blood lin fruit can only be regarded as a low-level spiritual fruit, which can enhance physical fitness. For us monks, in addition to enhancing physical fitness, it can also improve the level of refinement Cultivation, I want it for you as a teacher. At the end of the world, even low-level spiritual fruits are very rare. For the outside world, this blood-lin fruit is already priceless. Although the value is not as good as Lightning strikes wood, but it's not bad."

That's it!

Jia Le was also a little happy when he heard the words, it turned out that this thing was useful to him, it was the best thing.

He casually weighed the blood lin fruit in his hand, looking at the red, peach-like spiritual fruit, he wished to swallow it in one gulp, but he just thought about it, even if he wanted to eat it, he had to wait until he went back.

On Tongbei Mountain, after Simu and Jiale left, Huang Daxian returned to Tongbei Mountain and directly took pictures of his grandson.

"You little thing, didn't I tell you not to provoke those Taoist disciples? What's the matter with you?"

This grandson was exactly Huang Pizi who blocked the way to ask for permission that day. Seeing grandma's furious appearance, Huang Pizi was also a little scared, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Grandma, don't be angry, grandson couldn't hold it back for a while, and he won't do it again." Dare."

Looking at the grandson who carefully admitted his mistake, and thinking of the anger he suffered just now, and the things he lost, Huang Daxian became even more angry, "You can't hold back, do you know how much money I lost for your grandma? Your blood Lin Guo is gone, get out of here, and make trouble for me in the future, and see if I don't beat you to death."

Huang Pizi was thrown out of the cave, a little confused, especially when he heard that his blood lin fruit was gone, he felt even more uncomfortable. For the monster race, the blood lin fruit can not only improve the physique, but also some The effect of improving the bloodline, is it just gone?
Thinking of this, Huang Pizi also hated Jiale, it's all this guy, this thing is endless.

(End of this chapter)