Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 193 Bazhu Island Fire Smelting Alliance
"Fellow Daoist Tu, is there any whereabouts of the Qingxuan Iron Essence that this elder asked you to collect?"

Chen Ping entered the topic without haste.

"Hey, I'm afraid the Seventh Elder will be disappointed."

With a wave of the palm, three spars with radiant green lights but seemingly restrained appeared, Tu Zhenxi sighed and said: "The Qingxuan Iron Essence is rare and hard to find. Over the years, I have visited several fellows who specialize in refiners, and finally But only three dollars."

"Less than five catties, too little."

Chen Ping weighed them one by one, secretly quite dissatisfied, but on the surface there was no sign of dissatisfaction.

A moderately sized Five Elements Pure Yang Sword requires at least 35 jin of Qingxuan Iron Essence.

A mere five catties is a drop in the bucket.

"Ahem, what kind of spiritual weapon does the Seventh Elder want to forge?"

Seeing Chen Ping's noncommittal expression, Tu Zhenxi asked impatiently.

He felt that he had successfully completed his confession.

Five catties of Qingxuan Iron Essence is enough to forge a top-grade spiritual weapon. The previous sigh was purely self-effacing.

Chen Ping turned his thoughts around, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "This elder won't take it for nothing. Does your friend have more collections of Qingxuan Iron Essence?"

"Hey, the seventh elder is the benefactor of the Tu family. These iron essences are also a little gift from Xuanxiu, a certain generation of Tu. How can the seventh elder spend money?"

After hearing this, Tu Zhenxi showed embarrassment, and answered the wrong question.

An old friend of his did have quite a lot of Qingxuan Iron Essence, but he only bought a small half of it at that time.

Because Tu Zhenxi didn't intend to ask Chen Ping for money to buy ore from the beginning.

The Tu family will rely more on this person's protection in the future. This time, he gave out five catties of Qingxuan Iron Essence in one breath, which has already emptied the family's remaining wealth, and he himself also deposited [-] spirit stones.

If they really took all the Qingxuan Iron Essences accumulated by their old friends, the Tu family would have no choice but to make up for it.

"Fellow Daoist Tu misunderstood Chen's meaning. Qingxuan Iron Essence is a precious thing, and it is absolutely impossible for Chen to hurt your Tu family."

Throwing a storage bag over, Chen Ping said slowly: "There are [-] spirit stones in it, which should be enough to buy five catties of iron essence."

"This……"

Tu Zhenxi blushed and opened her mouth in surprise.

On the contrary, he judged others by himself.

It seems that although the Seventh Elder is a strong person, he is not a greedy person.

It was the right choice for the Tu family to seek him as a backer.

"These five catties of Qingxuan Iron Essence were purchased from the same person."

Tu Zhenxi poured a cup of tea and handed it to him with both hands, said: "Bazhu Island Ye Huo League, I wonder if the Seventh Elder has heard of it?"

"The Fire Smelting League is famous far and wide, how could Chen not know about it?"

Chen Ping nodded and said lightly.

Bazhu Island is about [-] miles away from Haichang Island.

This island is a second-class island and is under the jurisdiction of the Fire Smelting Alliance.

This Fire Smelting Alliance has a great reputation, and its strength is even stronger than the current Chen family.

The two main and deputy leaders who are in charge are the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen and the Foundation Establishment Late Stage monks.

The Fire Smelting League has gathered more than a dozen top refiners, and ordinary Yuan Dan forces will treat them politely.

"Shangguanjin, the deputy leader of the Fire Smelting League, is an old friend of Tu's who has been close to him since before he built his foundation. Tu also exchanged this Qingxuan Iron Essence from him."

Tu Zhenxi said truthfully.

"Shangguanjin."

Chen Ping said slowly: "How many iron spirits are there on Shangguan Daoist?"

"About ten to fifteen catties."

Tu Zhenxi thought about the counting time, and reported an inaccurate number.

"Fellow Daoist Tu please write a letter of recommendation, I may go to Bazhu Island soon."

Chen Ping moved his eyes and ordered.

"Row."

Tu Zhenxi responded readily, and wrote the content in an instant, leaving a trace of his unique magic power.

"Chen will stop bothering me, goodbye."

Putting the letter on his cuff and putting it away, Chen Ping clenched his fists at Tu Zhenxi, stood up and said.

"Seventh elder, wait a minute."

Tu Zhenxi said hesitantly, "Tu has something to ask."

Chen Ping stopped in his tracks and waited for his next words without saying a word.

"I, the Tu family, would like to exchange for a copy of the nobleman's heavenly law to the sun."

Tu Zhenxi bent down and asked sincerely.

A gleam of coldness flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Tu, don't you think your appetite is too big?"

There are so many clansmen practicing the Tianluozhiyang Mysterious Method of Sangong, it is absolutely impossible to make it airtight.

Tu Zhenxi, an old fox who has become a spirit, must have learned about this through a secret way.

"Oh, it's Tu who crossed the line."

Tu Zhenxi smiled wryly and apologized.

His move was just a hopeless temptation, and he didn't think Chen Ping would agree to it at all.

For small Yuandan factions such as Broken Star Sect and Scarlet Heaven Sect, the Xuanpin low-level skills are enough to be the treasure of the clan, how could the Chen family allow it to be leaked.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping suddenly showed his teeth and smiled, and said, "Tu Daoyou and Zeng Keqing are both masters of crafting. How dare you ask which skill is stronger and weaker?"

"Between brothers."

Tu Zhenxi didn't understand why, he pondered for a while, and said ambiguously.

"Fellow Daoist Tu wants to exchange Tianluo Zhiyang's magical method."

Chen Ping smiled, and said: "In ten years, this elder wants to create a spirit sword, which is much more complicated than ordinary spirit weapons. At that time, fellow Taoist Tu will be needed to help."

"How could Tu shirk the order of the Seventh Elder?"

The turbid eyes lit up, and Tu Zhenxi quickly expressed his attitude.

"On the day the sword is completed, the heavenly Luozhiyang magic method will be offered with both hands."

Looking up and laughing loudly, Chen Ping flew away from the Tu mansion by driving the escape light.

In mid-air, he glanced back and found that Tu Zhenxi was waving at him happily.

Chen Ping sneered in his heart, is Xuanpin Kung Fu so easy to get?
Tu Zhenxi not only needs to condense the metallic sword essence embryo, but also forges the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword for him. I hope this guy will not be exhausted to death by then.

But as he said, the forging process of the Chunyang Sword is extremely complex, and a craftsman cannot do it.

"Zeng Tingxuan, you have been avoiding it all the time, just because you want to wait for Chen Xingchao's Hui clan to decide. Hehe, it's a pity that even the backer you have been thinking about is vulnerable. How can you escape from the palm of my seat?"

The hostility in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and Chen Ping immediately returned to his normal demeanor.

……

On a hillside five miles away from the Neiwutang, there is a magnificent two-story palace, the overall color is low-key and serious black.

"Worship Hall."

Looking up at the plaque, Chen Ping walked in slowly.

"The third guest minister, Han Tao, has seen the deacon."

The guard at the gate of the hall was a strong man in his thirties, with a tough look on his face, the palm of the knife holding the knife had raised veins and trembled slightly, obviously feeling extremely nervous at the moment.

"stand up."

Chen Ping raised his hand in the air, and said indifferently: "Do you know this elder?"

However, after he glanced into the hall, he knew the reason.

In the center of the main hall, there stood a three-foot-tall golden statue, which was not exactly what he looked like.

"I will keep the deacon's face in mind, for fear that one day I will lose sight of Mount Tai and lose my manners."

The strong man Han Tao said cautiously.

He joined the worship hall for two and a half years, and this was the first time he saw the legendary figure who founded the hall, and he was both happy and afraid.

"How much offerings can Xiaoyou Han receive every month?"

Chen Ping asked suddenly with his hands behind his back.

　Thanks for the absurd scene, 1500 points, book friend 959 1500 points, and 300 points for wandering [-] miles!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)