Lord, you are missing me in your life

Chapter 1173
Patriarch Jinlong thought for a while, stretched out three fingers, and said tentatively:

"Three pieces? This deity can make the decision. How about taking out three dragon balls from my dragon family and trading fairy wine with the saint?"

Shui Qianzhu didn't rush to agree, but took a look at Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin's mind was quick, and he quickly understood, and sent Shui Qianzhu through sound transmission:

"Mistress, in the land of the Dragon Clan, I saw at least a dozen Dragon Balls last time. Dragon Balls are generally only rewarded to those who have made outstanding contributions to the Dragon Clan. It may take a few decades to consume one. For the Dragon Clan The dragon ball is equivalent to the essence of dragon energy, and it is best absorbed by dragon people with weak blood, but for dragon people with strong blood like the golden dragon, absorbing a dragon ball is equivalent to practicing in the clan for a year, and it is not It’s really hard to find one, but it symbolizes our dragon clan and has different meanings.”

Shui Qianzhu understood after hearing the words. For the dragon clan with strong blood, the dragon ball is the essence of dragon energy, which is valuable but not irreplaceable. At worst, it can achieve the same effect by entering the clan's land and practicing for a year.

And for them orcs, the most valuable thing is time, because their lifespan is infinitely long, longer than that of human monks.

Knowing the actual status of Dragon Ball in the Dragon Clan, Shui Qianzhu communicated with Jiuying in the space again.

"How many of these do you want?"

Jiuying was already excited in the space, pacing back and forth, just wanting to get the Dragon Ball quickly, hearing Shui Qianzhu's question, he thought for a while and said:

"Ask if you can get five. If he doesn't agree, three is fine."

Shui Qianzhu had already guessed that too much of this stuff would be useless to Jiuying. After recovering some soul power, it was probably time to look for better soul nourishment.

So Shui Qianzhu came back to his senses, and said to Patriarch Jinlong:

"Three is too little, I want five."

Patriarch Jinlong choked, with hesitation on his face.

For the amount of five pieces, it is not up to him alone. At the very least, a high-level meeting must be held, and several high-level nobles such as the Golden Dragon Clan and the Tianlong Clan will vote together.

Shui Qianzhu knew that the authority of the Jinlong Patriarch was insufficient, so he thought about it and said:
"Actually, you have made money. Five dragon balls can be absorbed by five clansmen at most, and I can provide a jar of fairy wine. How many small wine bottles can a jar of fairy wine be divided into? Presumably you, Patriarch Jinlong Should be clear."

The golden dragon patriarch's eyes flashed, and he naturally knew the reason. The spirit wine in his hand was also given to him in a small bottle by his human friend, but it was enough for him to taste it several times slowly. up.

Seeing that the patriarch of Jinlong has been shaken, Shui Qianzhu continued:
"In this way, the junior can wait, and you can explain to the clan leader, I can lend you this elixir first, and if you can convince other high-ranking dragon clans for me, the clan leader, then as a reward, the junior can give you an altar of spiritual medicine for healing dark wounds." liquor."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Jinlong immediately sat up straight:

"Is this true?"

Shui Qianzhu didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a jar of spirit wine to treat dark wounds from the space, and opened the bottle.

Immediately, a refreshing aroma of wine permeated the air, and Patriarch Jinlong instantly felt that his heart was clear and refreshed, and he immediately judged that this was the rumored magical spirit wine that could heal dark wounds.

It's a pity that what he bought from his friend was only the spirit wine of strengthening the foundation and strengthening the yuan. He even dreamed of getting it to heal his hidden wounds. Isn't this a great opportunity?

The patriarch of Jinlong didn't think about it anymore, and immediately agreed, and took the box containing the fairy medicine and left the hall, leaving a sentence:

"Holy lady and holy son, wait a moment, the deity will definitely implement this matter, and I will go back as soon as I go."

After a while, Patriarch Jinlong ran back with a smile on his face.

"It's all right, Holy Maiden, these are the five Dragon Balls."

Shui Qianzhu looked at the five dragon balls placed in front of her, feeling unreal.

"Um, just give it to me? About the fairy wine..."

Patriarch Jinlong waved his hands again and again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just heard from an elder just now that you, the saint, are pregnant, so it's your fault that you said you would brew it in a year. I can understand it, and I don't care about the character of the saint." Don't worry, just hold the Dragon Ball first, as long as the saintess forgets about the fairy wine."

For the dragon people, one year is the blink of an eye, and it doesn't matter at all.

Shui Qianzhu raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, she didn't expect that even people in the Dragon Clan knew about her pregnancy. It seems that these high-level people and orc clans have been walking around with each other recently.

After getting the Dragon Ball, Shui Qianzhu directly gave it to Jiuying.

Jiuying Le Budian took the dragon ball and ran to a small corner of the space to absorb and refine it.

After leaving the beast clan, Shui Qianzhu wanted to go for a walk, so Yun Chenjue accompanied her to travel and play for a few days.

This afternoon, they were resting on a small hillside, and Shui Qianzhu fell asleep because she was too tired.

Yun Chenjue hugged her lightly, blocking the mountain wind for her.

But at this moment, the sound of fighting came from afar.

Yun Chenjue frowned, and winked at Xiao Jin who was beside him.

Xiao Jin immediately disappeared in place, and when he came back, he was followed by a group of monks who looked like saints.

And Shui Qianzhu was woken up and opened her eyes.

"What's wrong, what happened?"

Yun Chenjue pulled the cloak for her, and then turned to look at a group of saints kneeling on the ground.

"Are you clearing out evil cultivators?"

The leading saint respectfully said:

"Reporting to the Holy Son, the Holy Maiden, some of my subordinates received news that some people said that they had seen a very powerful evil cultivator in this generation, and some of my subordinates thought that maybe it was the evil cultivator who had disappeared. Come check it out."

Yun Chenjue frowned: "Then what's the result?"

"The result is just a few deserters from evil cultivators. They have already been dealt with,"

Yun Chenjue frowned even deeper, but Shui Qianzhu suddenly said:

"It's good to want to make meritorious deeds, but you have to do what you can. If the evil cultivator who haunts here is really the bishop, are you sure you're here to arrest him, not send him to death?"

A group of saints buried their heads even deeper after hearing the words.

"The subordinates know their mistakes, we, we must act cautiously in the future."

After the saints left, Shui Qianzhu was still a little worried.

"This kind of thing can't be groundless. Someone saw it. Then maybe some powerful evil cultivator appeared here. Xiao Chenchen, is there any news about the bishop and Patriarch Tantai recently?"

Yun Chenjue saw that Shui Qianzhu was frowning, and couldn't help smoothing her brows.

"I didn't want you to worry about these things, but I know that even if I don't say it, you will still think about it, right?"

Shui Qianzhu blamed:

"It's good that you know, just tell me."

It's impossible to say that she doesn't care. If the divination hadn't been for the abdominal pain, she might have been able to get the result of the divination, but right now she can't do anything.

(End of this chapter)