Immortal Journey

Chapter 32 Mysterious Ice Needle

The wooden box looked old and damaged, covered with dust, it seemed that it had been shelved for a long time, the disciple smiled dumbly, wiped the dust off with his sleeve, and then removed the seal on the wooden box with one hand. Suddenly, a cold aura emanated from the cover, Ren Ling opened his eyes curiously, watching the disciple slowly lift the wooden cover.
What caught the eye was a layer of velvet cloth with a dull color, which looked extremely inconspicuous, but the sudden overflow of cold aura made people dare not underestimate it at all.
"This black ice needle is cast from the black ice essence at the foot of the Arctic Bingling Mountain." The disciple stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, and lifted the flannelette, only to see dozens of thin black needles lying between the flannel cloth,
The body of the needle is gray and colorless because it has not been refined yet, but it can hardly conceal the abundant icy air, "Mysterious Ice Essence is the essence of thousands of years of ice, as long as it is slightly touched, it will poison the cold. If you stab the body, you will be poisoned and unconscious if it is light, and you will be killed immediately if it is serious."

Ren Ling stared at the Xuanbing Needle intently, and asked suspiciously, "As far as I know, rare treasures such as Xuanbing Jing are extremely difficult to obtain, so how can you just practice magic weapons?"

If it is really as powerful as this disciple said, why has it been dusty for many years and has never been bought? These thoughts flashed in Ren Ling's mind one by one.
"Senior sister, good question," the disciple nodded and smiled, "The black ice essence used to refine these black ice needles was originally left over by a monk at the alchemy stage to refine the talisman. Due to the amount of black ice essence left There were not many, so the alchemy cultivator refined it into a set of fine needles, exactly seven or forty-nine. Originally planned to refine it into a spiritual weapon, after all, this black ice essence is a high-grade treasure. The last step of refining the needles was suddenly disturbed, so that the entire set of fine needles was almost 49% useless, and could no longer be used as a spiritual weapon, but could only be downgraded to a magic weapon, but even so, its own power is still of the middle grade Magical tools and the like are quite remarkable for disciples in the Qi training stage."

It turned out to be a waste product... Ren Ling was silent, looking at Xuan Bingzhen's eyes darkened a little, "Can you introduce it to me in detail?"

"Of course." The disciple coughed lightly, and said carefully, "This mysterious ice needle is as thin as a cow's hair, and it can follow the monks whose spiritual knowledge is lower than your own without being discovered. This is one of them; The second is, despite the small size of the needle, it is indestructible and can easily pierce the protective shield released by monks below the foundation establishment stage; the third is the cold poison that comes with the needle tip. As long as it can penetrate the body, the cold poison There is no medicine to solve it; fourth, it can be transformed into a long sword of more than ten feet to attack with spiritual energy; fifth, if you can control the whole set of black ice needles at the same time, you can also cast unpredictable black ice formations!"

"If there are so many benefits as you said," Ren Ling looked indifferent, and did not become excited because of these words, and asked, "Why is there still no one buying it?"

"Uh..." The disciple was dumb for a moment, touched his nose and smiled, "Senior sister, I really didn't lie to you, what I just said is absolutely true, but," he spread his hands,
"Senior sister also knows that our disciples in the qi training stage have the ability to activate 49 needles at the same time? It is not easy for a monk in the foundation establishment stage to do this! If you can only manipulate two or three thin needles alone, Xuan The ice needle has become like a chicken rib, which is why no one cares about it."

The disciple sighed after speaking, shook his head and covered the flannel cloth, ready to put away the wooden box.
"Wait," Ren Ling stopped his movements, and smiled, "I haven't said whether to buy it or not, why are you in such a hurry to put it away?"

"Huh?" The disciple's eyes widened. This was the first time he called a customer after hearing his words. He was overjoyed and asked, "Do you like it, Senior Sister?"

Ren Ling smiled slightly, "I don't know how to sell this set of Xuanbing needles?"

"All you need is a thousand low-grade spirit stones." The disciple rekindled his hope and quickly quoted.
A thousand low-grade spirit stones? Ren Ling frowned slightly, "It's too expensive."

"It's not expensive, how could it be so expensive? Senior Sister, this Xuanbing Needle is a middle-grade magic weapon. You must know that the average middle-grade magic weapon is at least [-] low-grade spirit stones. If it weren't for its uniqueness, it wouldn't be [-] A low-grade spirit stone was sold."

"Although it is a middle-grade magic weapon," Ren Ling stared. She only has more than 800 low-grade spirit stones in her current net worth, but the Xuanbing Needle is her favorite. It’s not even as good as many low-grade artifacts. As you said, if you can’t activate all the needles, the effect is extremely low. Otherwise, it won’t be sold for many years, so why not sell it to me at a cheaper price. "

"This..." What Ren Ling said was indeed the truth, the disciple hesitated for a moment, and asked, "I wonder how many spirit stones Senior Sister wants to buy?"

"I can get eight hundred low-grade spirit stones," the pink lips curled up slightly, "If there are more, I won't buy them."

The disciple frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Sister, can you wait for a while? I'll ask the deacon and I'll give you an answer."

"certainly."

Ren Ling smiled and nodded, watching the disciple quickly enter the inner hall holding the Xuanbing Needle, she casually glanced at the other instruments in the hall, her heart was already full of the Xuanbing Needle.
She has water-based spiritual roots, and it is not difficult to urge the spiritual energy to transform into ice spiritual energy, and the 49 black ice needles are absolutely extraordinary. Attacking magic weapon. She is still thinking about cultivating the mind-distracting technique. Now she can divide the mind into eighteen. It is not difficult for her to arrange the formation of eighteen needles. If she can control it in time With 49 needles, many formations can be used as auxiliary attacks. The prospect is bright, which is really exciting.
After waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, the disciple came out from the inner hall with a smile on his face. Ren Ling felt relieved when he saw it, knowing that it was almost impossible to take the Xuanbing Needle.
"Congratulations, Senior Sister, the deacon has agreed to sell the Xuanbing Needle to Senior Sister at the price of [-] low-grade spirit stones."

"Thank you, brother." Ren Ling quickly smiled and took out [-] low-grade spirit stones from Mo Yujian and put them on the counter, reaching out to take the wooden box, but saw the disciple shaking his head and taking it back, Ren Ling raised his eyebrows , looked at him slightly puzzled.
"Senior sister, wait a moment," the disciple knelt down and took out a velvet package from the bottom of the cabinet and put it on the wooden box, before explaining with a smile, "At that time, the alchemy cultivator who refined the black ice needle once left a set of black ice formations. , although it may not be used, but since Senior Sister bought this Xuanbing Needle, this set of formations will be given to Senior Sister as a gift."

"It's so good." Ren Ling was overjoyed, he didn't expect such a good thing, he quickly put away the wooden box and velvet bag, thanked him and left Tongbaozhai quickly.
(End of this chapter)