Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 709 Docking (Update 4, continue tomorrow)
Having said this, old man Liu sighed heavily.

"Hey, it's a long story to say. It's hard to hire monks nowadays. Unless there is a shortage of spirit stones, no one is willing to spend time to protect ordinary people, so the price will go up. When I came, he and I After negotiating the price, who knows that on the sea, without the shackles of the law, he wants to sit on the ground and raise the price, and even murder his life. Fortunately, Fairy Bai came to rescue him, otherwise..."

Bai Feng waved his hands, pursed his lips and frowned.

"Okay, I don't want to know too much about your affairs, now tell me, what is the mystery of this thing called dragon silk?"

Old man Liu quickly shut up, nodded and answered.

"Fairy Bai, I've only heard of this thing before, but I haven't seen it before. According to legend, thousands of years ago, a wild cultivator accidentally obtained the black iron from the world, and refined it into a high-level magic weapon that can be big or small at first glance. For dragon silk!

Although this treasure is as thin as a hair, it weighs [-] jin. As long as the spell is used properly, this thing can grow and grow infinitely. The most subtle thing is that this treasure has its own spirituality after successful refining. Every time you attack, just focus on the target, unless the controller dies, otherwise it will entangle the opponent tightly and kill the opponent directly! "

"Isn't this a golden cudgel? There is also Monkey King in your world?"

"Monkey King? Golden cudgel?"

"Uh...it's okay, you say what you want, don't worry about me."

Old man Liu let out an oh and continued.

"If it was a real magic weapon just now, Fairy Bai would have died a long time ago. It's a pity...uh...Actually...I mean luckily, fortunately, this is a broken magic weapon..."

"Incomplete magic weapon?"

"Well, it is indeed incomplete, otherwise it would be impossible to control the magic weapon with the three beards just now. I heard that after this magic weapon was successfully refined, this wild cultivator relied on it to be invincible, and even leapfrogged to kill I have lived many high-ranking monks..."

"What about the end? Why is it incomplete?"

Old man Liu thought for a while, then shook his head.

"I don't know the specifics. I just heard a few words from some guests chatting occasionally. It seems that this wild cultivator killed too many people at that time and provoked too many enemies. It also seems that this magic weapon was attacked by too many people. Coveted, in short, Yexiu was killed later, and the whereabouts of the magic weapon is unknown.

It was not until hundreds of years later that someone discovered this magic weapon named Dragon Silk in a certain square city. Unfortunately, the dragon silk at that time had been destroyed, leaving only the incomplete parts, which were not as powerful as the real dragon silk. one tenth.

But even so, this thing was also auctioned at a sky-high price in the market at that time. After that, the dragon silk disappeared completely... Many people said that the buyer might find a way to repair it, but in the end no one said whether the repair was successful. Unexpected..."

"Unexpectedly, this thing fell into the hands of Huzi in the end?"

"Yeah, the villain guessed...Maybe it was also obtained by Huzi who intercepted and killed a merchant ship at sea and killed the monk hired by the merchant ship..."

Bai Feng's eyes flashed with brilliance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had already made up his mind, and his hands glowed with white light. After absorbing the spirit stone, he raised his hand, and the dragon silk wrapped in old man Liu's hand automatically flew to Bai Feng. hand.

"It doesn't matter how it came from, anyway, its surname is Bai now!"

After all, put this thing directly into the storage bag, and prepare to practice removing the mark on the scarred face when you have time.

Then he got up and asked with a smile.

"When I came here, I heard that you are going to hire monks to participate in what competition?"

There was hope in Old Man Liu's eyes, and he quickly leaned over to answer.

"Fairy Bai, we Xingshengfang will go to Huayue Kingdom to participate in the exchange event this time. Many merchants from other places will hire monks to use the method of competition to determine the qualifications of the shops.

Whoever wins, their shops will have a place on the Royal Street, fairy, if you are willing to fight for us, I... We will take out 20 yuan of low-level spirit stones to honor you! "

Bai Feng now has a general understanding of the concept of Lingshi. Lingshi is a natural energy ore, which is equivalent to the common currency in the cultivation world.

It's just that this special currency can be directly absorbed by monks for their own use.

No matter who you are, as long as you practice, you can’t live without spirit stones. You need to use spirit stones to buy things. To speed up your cultivation, you need to rely on spirit stones. When you break through, you also need to rely on spirit stones. If you want to quickly recover the consumed spirit power , You have to rely on Lingshi.

And spirit stones, according to the intensity of natural spiritual power, are divided into elementary spirit stones, intermediate spirit stones, high-level spirit stones, and so on.

For example, when Baifeng was in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, the monthly offering was one low-level spirit stone, inner disciples received three low-level spirit stones, and elite disciples received five low-level spirit stones.

Many sects also often use the method of monthly distribution of spirit stones to absorb monks from all over the world to join their forces.

As for Bai Feng herself, now she only has the last piece of low-level spirit stone that she snatched from Tianshi Yuan just now. Hero.

"20 yuan..."

"Fairy Bai, you saved our entire ship, so I won't lie, 20 yuan is indeed the biggest bottom line we can come up with, but don't worry, as long as you help us win the shops on Royal Street, Every month, I promise, I will take out 50.00% of our profits to honor you!"

"Hehe, it's too polite to say filial piety, let's just say, what do I have to do every month?"

"Do nothing, as long as you can make a false name!"

"Deal! When will this ship dock?"

"There are still about two days before we can dock. After docking, we have to drive for half a day to reach the location of the competition."

"Well, I'll be practicing on the boat for the past two days, and we'll talk about everything after I go ashore!"

Old man Liu nodded respectfully, smiled dryly and bowed away.

Bai Feng sat cross-legged on the deck, silently watching them pack up the body of the companion killed by Beard, with complicated emotions.

In this world where there is no law and only the strong and the weak are divided, it seems that bleeding to death has become numb to them.Being killed by a monk can only blame bad luck. As for revenge, it may not be possible for several lifetimes.

Shaking her head, she slowly closed her eyes, and began to take out the last piece of low-level spirit stone and began to absorb it. When the absorption was halfway through, old man Liu held a storage bag and placed it next to her.

I scanned it with my spiritual sense, and found that it contained 20 yuan of low-level spirit stones, and I was overjoyed.

When the consumption was almost recovered, she took out the coiled dragon silk to study again. What made her speechless was that no matter whether it was dripping blood or using spiritual consciousness, she couldn't control the coiled dragon silk.

In the end, I can only adopt the most stupid way to refine it little by little.

Probably because of the damage, by the second day, she had almost refined the twining dragon silk. With a touch of one hand, the thin silk thread of hair was stretched quickly, forming a golden ribbon fluttering in the air.

Then it transformed into a golden flying sword, which indeed looked more powerful than the scarlet little sword.

(End of this chapter)