Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 32

Needless to say the quality of the Black Dragon Spear, Long Jianfei spent a lot of money to build this rune weapon, and even borrowed a lot of silver taels by using his status as a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion.

The main material alone consumed [-] catties of star pattern steel. This metal is extracted from the meteorite ore from the outer space and refined by the secret method of Xuanmen.

Eight hundred catties of star-pattern steel are hammered to the end, leaving only one hundred catties, the essence of the essence.

In addition, for the convenience of carrying, [Yangxiu root] is also added. This kind of plant has a great affinity for metals. Once it is integrated into a weapon, it will become soft and squishy, ​​like a long whip. It will explode and become extremely hard.

This kind of technology is only available in Xuantian Pavilion, and it cannot be bought outside.

Li Mo played with it for a while, and couldn't put it down.

He shook his arm to disperse his inner breath, and the Black Dragon Spear immediately became soft like a whip.

Li Mo tied it around his waist and directly used it as a belt, which was extremely convenient.

"This is also a baby."

Li Mo picked up the snake skin, it was soft and cold, and weighed it in his hands.

This piece of skin alone is estimated to weigh twenty to thirty kilograms, and it is covered with scales.

That snake demon has been entrenched in the mountain all year round, devouring the essence medicine, most of the essence is on this skin, it is difficult to be hurt by ordinary swords and guns, and it is impenetrable by water and fire.

For monster hunters, it is a rare treasure. Wearing it on the body will greatly enhance the defense, and the ability to kill monsters and enemies will increase in a straight line.

If it is trained as a rune weapon, its value will be doubled.

"If this snake skin is sold for at least 500 taels of silver." Li Mo estimated the price.

That day in Yuchi Tower, he only got more than 800 taels of silver from Luo Buhan and others, and later he bought [Golden Scale] with Hong Xiaofu and spent almost all of it.

If he could transfer this snake skin, he would not only make up for the loss, but also make a small profit.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this sending money to your door?"

Li Mo grinned.

He also didn't know what this snake demon was thinking, and even ran to Luofu Mountain to make a fuss, didn't he know that there were all demon hunters here?
"Cultivation requires brain training first."

Li Mo not only sighed, but immediately put away the snake skin.

The integrity of this snake skin is quite high, that is, the blood stains on it need to be cleaned, and there are residual venom and stench, otherwise the price will be affected.

"Put it in the back mountain to dry for a while." Li Mo thought for a while.

Ghosts don't go to that place on weekdays, and there are mountain springs to wash away, strong winds to dry in the shade, and it can be shot after three to five days of drying.

With this in mind, Li Mo was about to go out holding the snake skin.

"300 years... tsk tsk..."

At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded in Li Mo's ears.

"Who!?"

Li Mo was startled suddenly, turned around and looked around.

In the empty classroom, there is still a trace of a figure.

"Huh!? Is it possible that the toxin has some effect on me?" Li Mo frowned slightly, then shook his head and went straight out the door.

In the depths of the dungeon, a place that is almost untrodden.

In the endless darkness, there was a sound of chains colliding, like gold and stone hitting each other, deafening.

"It's been 300 years... Hei Jian, you have suppressed me for 300 years, and finally you can't hold me anymore..."

A burst of cold laughter resounded, revealing the vicissitudes and loneliness of the years.

"Do you see hope?"

At this moment, the wind howled, but a woman's voice came.

"There are bound to be big changes in 300 years... Back then, the black sword pressed me under Luofu Mountain, because it wanted me to strengthen the luck of this lineage and achieve its future opportunities..." The cold laughter sounded again.

"However, things in this world are often [meaning fate and calamity]... Luofu's chance is also a calamity, and its calamity is also my chance..."

Every single word echoed in the depths of the dark and empty prison, appearing mysterious and incomprehensible.

"Could it be because of that boy!?"

At this moment, another gust of wind howled, but a rough man's voice came.

"He is very special, I smell a familiar smell on him..."

"Familiar breath!?"

The wind howled, and the voices of men and women sounded at the same time, revealing deep doubts.

"There will be big changes in 300 years, I have waited too long..."

The chains were stirring, and the sound was like iron, and the lonely exclamation gradually fell, like a lake of autumn water, after the ripples, there were no more waves.

……

Late at night.

Shanguiyuan, Hongye Bieyuan.

This is the residence of Shen Yimen.

In Luofu Mountain, only three-star monster catchers are eligible to have such an independent courtyard, others, even masters like Yan Zixia, only have an independent wing.

"Yimen, don't be impatient, sit down and wait."

Chen Xinyi looked at Shen Yimen who had been out of her mind all night, and couldn't help persuading her.

"It's so late, why haven't you come back?" Shen Yimen looked out the window anxiously.

What he cares about is naturally not Liu Changfeng, but his future. If he can really obtain the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir, then his entry into the Xuantian Pavilion is a certainty, and no one can compete with him, not even Qi Yu. no.

"Don't worry, Changfeng was cultivated by me with all my hard work, and he will definitely gain something if he goes out." Chen Xinyi's words revealed a stubborn self-confidence.

In fact, he has raised many demons, such as donkey demons, horse demons, cow demons, etc... but none of them are as durable as Liu Changfeng.

Because of this, she is very clear about Liu Changfeng's specialty.

Seven furnace ghosts, snake skin scale armor, poisonous pouch...and that body that can be big or small, stretchable and shrinkable, all these abilities make him almost invulnerable.

Even among the many monster hunters in Luofu Mountain, there are not many who can rival him.

This is also where Chen Xinyi's confidence lies.

If it wasn't for Shen Yimen, she would be reluctant to use her beloved toy.

"It stands to reason that he should be back." Shen Yimen couldn't help saying as he watched the bright moon gradually setting in the west.

"Maybe I've already succeeded, and I'm coming back..."

Chen Xinyi just spoke.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound, and a metal-like scale on her waist suddenly shattered.

"This……"

Chen Xinyi stood up abruptly, her face paled, her original calm and self-confidence disappeared, and a deep shock appeared on her face.

"what happened?"

Shen Yimen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately felt a bad premonition.

"Changfeng...he's dead!?"

Chen Xinyi's beautiful eyes trembled, and an unprecedented shock filled her heart.

Qilu ghosts, existences of that level are much rarer than three-star monster catchers, and it takes a lot of painstaking effort and price to cultivate such a level of ghosts.

At the beginning, she eloped with that man and was abandoned in the end, but it was not for nothing.

This Qilu demon ghost is the treasure left to her by the other party, and now...

"Who... who the hell!?"

Chen Xinyi clasped her hands tightly, and she couldn't help letting out an angry growl, her beautiful eyes shone with a serious chill.

On this day, Chen Xinyi completely lost her snake baby.

(End of this chapter)