World of Cultivation

The second hundred and twenty quarters of the dead iron and silver

Bowd is an eye-opener these days.

This team in front of him is different from any one he has ever seen before. Three people, a small team, and the three talented people who want to die, Linggu manages enough, and they will reward the underdogs.

Look at the old fritters around, but now they are like a child, fighting for the first. There is no conspiracy, all of which are bright and straightforward. It is simple and can't be simple. The team's appearance is completely new.

The longer he stays, the more he feels the power of this team owner. It is not a powerful one that can be seen at a glance, but is hidden behind the clouds. Although everyone is afraid of Xiao Niang, but Bao De, who has been a boss, can see at a glance who is the principal.

Such a means, in the future will not be the contents of the pool, followed by such a boss, the days will not be too sad.

But the boss is obviously just a guy who has just broken through the condensed veins of a dozen or so days... luck...

No matter how many thoughts Bowed has turned, his training will not be reduced compared with other people. The identity of the old boss, as well as the repair of his two days, did not bring him any preferential treatment. What made him feel helpless was that the other two members of the team were training wildly and made him depressed.

Isn't it a few pieces of magic weapon, is it worth it? When he was a boss, Bald’s three-piece magic weapon was not in the eye.

But he also didn't want to be awkward with the two players because he was dragging his legs, only to train insanely. No way, the reward of the little girl is calculated according to the combat unit, unless it can be like Ma Fan, one person will be a combat unit. Plus the little girl staring at the side, he did not dare to slack off.

Don't offend the little girl.

This is the most widely spread sentence in the camp.

But, uh... isn't that the boss? In the eyes of Bao De, Yu Guang saw the boss carrying a weird thing and walked into the camp.

He couldn't help but secretly pay attention, but his distraction, the original smooth running of the three talents suddenly stagnate. This stagnation suddenly disrupted the rhythm of the entire team and the three had to stop. Seeing the dissatisfaction in the eyes of the two players, Baud quickly sighed and no one could offend his team members. Otherwise, he would not know how to die when he was actually fighting.

The grandson saw that the left Moti had a weird thing, and he couldn’t help but wonder: "Brother, what is this?"

"Lingling spirit..." Zuo Mo suddenly stopped, and brought up the ugly things in his hand. Hey, what should this thing be?

You can barely count as a magic weapon. There are so many kinds of treasures in the magic weapon. Which kind of thing should you belong to? Treasure chest?

A grotesque box, a box full of holes, cracks, patches of different sizes, make it terrible.

"Cultivate the spirits of the array." Zuo Mo squeezing, next time to change its shape, or else such a thing, even the name is not good.

"It's a bit ugly." The grandson and grandson evaluated the sentence fairly. Seeing that the brothers were not well-sighted, they quickly asked: "What is the use of this thing?"

When talking about the usefulness of this thing, I can't help but be proud of it: "Hey, it can refine the spiritual power in the spar and remove impurities."

"Removing the spiritual impurities in the spar..." The grandson was the first to see it, but he quickly reacted, his eyes jerked, and the voice involuntarily raised: "Remove the impurities of the spar?"

The reaction of Gongsun’s younger brother made Zuo Mo even more proud: “Yes!”

The grandson’s eyes are shining, and there is a hint of excitement in his tone: “Can you replace Linggu?”

"Yes!" Zuo Mo only felt that he couldn't tell the comfort of his body. He smiled: "I tried it, and the effect is good. This time I took it, I came to find someone to try."

When the grandson did not say anything, he stood up and glanced at the repairers who were training. Just saw the three men who had just trained, and they waved at them: "Lei Peng, you three come over."

When I heard the call of Xiao Niang, the three people rushed to the bottom.

The grandson turned his face and asked Zuo Mo: "Brother, how is this thing used?"

"Hey, put your hand on this, you can run the heart." Zuo Mo made a demonstration, put the palms in the top two circular arrays.

Gongsun’s difference to Lei Peng: “Come and try.”

"Oh." Lei Peng responded with a bit of sorrow. He didn't understand what the broken thing was in front of him, but he still put his hand in the round array and started to work.

"Hey!" Lei Peng couldn't help but laugh out loud - spiritual!

A spiritual force inhales from his palm and moves quickly along the meridians. Good pure spiritual power! He is overjoyed, so pure spiritual power can be reduced by a lot of refining and spiritual power! A steady stream of spiritual power from his palm into the body, only a moment, he felt that the meridian that just consumed a little now has a slight sense of gain.

Until then, he suddenly realized the role of this gadget!

Why did the hills become so fierce?

The most important reason is that the aura in the air becomes thin and thin enough to be absorbed into the body by the repairer.

As we all know, the spiritual power of the repairers is all absorbed from the outside world. The free aura in the air is the main source. After these auras are inhaled into the body, they undergo refining and become a more pure spiritual power, which is stored in the meridians' meridians. The aura in the air of the hills became extremely thin, which is equivalent to suddenly cutting off the greatest source of the aura of the repairers.

In desperation, the repairer only has to find other ways, such as Linggu. The spiritual power contained in the Linggu is easily absorbed by the repairers and is mild and harmless. The spar, which is usually used most, although it contains more spiritual power than Linggu, but because the impurities contained in the spar are more overbearing than the impurities in the air, the damage to the repairer's meridians is greater, but instead Hard to learn. Long-term extraction, great damage to the body.

Unless there are some big sects, there is a secret law that can dissolve the impurities in the spar.

Secret law...

When Lei Peng left the box with his hands, some of his souls were unsettled and his expression was weird.

The green year looked at Lei Peng strangely, and his heart was straight, and he rarely saw the expression of Dapeng. He couldn't help but watch the two incomparable boxes. This is a broken problem.

When he left the box with his hands, he was also a weird expression, and kept talking about something in his mouth, just like a ghost.

After Zongru’s test, his face was hard to conceal.

No matter how turbulent the three people are, the left Mo and the Gongsun are extremely satisfied with the test results. The rest, only need to improve the game, its selling is really too bad, even Zuo Mo himself is unbearable.

The grandson is a pair of watery eyes, staring at the ugly box. He knows this stuff very well, what it means to them! As long as there is such a thing, the one that is tied to their neck will be missing one!

In the current hilly world, the price of Linggu has risen to the point where it is outrageous. On the contrary, due to the lack of commodity flow, the role of spar is greatly weakened, and the spar that is thrown away by hand can often be seen. Linggu, where the odd goods can live, has become the hardest currency in the hills.

"But there is a problem."

When Zuo Mo’s words pulled the grandson from the gods, he was shocked: “What is the problem?”

"If you want a lot of refining, you need a lot of bad iron and silver." Zuo Mo's tone is bitter: "I have some on hand, but only a few."

The public grandson was a little embarrassed, and his heart was not good. He quickly asked: "Is this rotten iron and silver very rare?"

“It’s a relatively common three-product material.” Zuo Mo’s spreader: “There was a lot of consumption before, and there was not much stock.”

"This question..." The grandson and the little meditation, raised his hand and signaled everyone to gather.

Everyone stopped training, you look at me, I look at you, or gather together, but the expression is a bit puzzled. Xiao Niang has never interrupted their training.

"Who knows where there is bad iron and silver?" Gongsun asked.

Many repairers look blank, what is rotten iron and silver?

Suddenly, a person raised his hand: "I know." It was Bald who raised his hand.

"Where?" Gongsun was staring at Bowd.

Upon touching the little girl's sudden sharp eyes, Bald ran coldly. However, he was the boss, and he was so nervous that he was so nervous that he was calm and calm. He said, "The small finished product is not known, but the small one knows a bad iron and silver vein."

"Mine vein!" Zuo Mo's eyes lit up: "Where?"

Baud swallowed his mouth. Honestly confess: "Away from the three hundred miles, there is a place called Shimen Beach. It used to be a sect station called Fa Jianmen, now occupied by a group of people."

Zuo Mo turned his face and looked at the grandson. The Gongsun difference immediately understood what he meant, and the veins he wanted. Although there are some doubts in the mind of Gongsun, even if there are veins, no one will mine. However, since the brothers said that they want it, there must be any way.

He turned his face and stared at Bowd: "How many people are there? What is the way?"

Bald quickly said: "About more than 60 people, the head of the Xieshan heart is hot, the three days of condensing veins, all under the coagulation period. They heard that Fa Jianmen has a spiritual valley, they slaughtered the Fa Jianmen, occupying Shimen beach."

He then cautiously said: "If the boss wants, he only needs to spend a small amount of money, he can buy it from Xie Shan. Little and he still have a bit of friendship..."

"No need." Gongsun sent a wave of hands, and then said: "Continue training." All these guys are rushed to practice. Bald’s words were stuck in his throat, but he ran to training with great interest.

"What are you going to do?" Zuo Mo asked curiously.

He knows that the younger brother must have had any thoughts.

"It’s okay to kill them." Gongsun’s sorrow didn’t care: “Why do you give them the reason for spar? Want to eat in our mouths, hehe!”

Zuo Mo could not help but shake his head, and the war fanaticism of Gongsun’s younger brother began to attack again!

Xie Shan's gang is really poor!

He couldn't help but feel sympathy, but when he got to his lips, he turned into: "Time is tight!"