Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"Nine and a half emperor level spirit cards, a total of 54000 spirit marrow." At this time, little Molly is all right. Old Wu can only take care of the transaction on Ye Wufeng's side.

"Isn't it eight thousand one?" The big boy was a little stunned.

"Hum, that's the selling price. If the purchase price is lower, of course. The price of 6000 pieces given to you by Shifu is already very high." The recovered little jasmine doesn't give big or little a good face. If she depends on her, she can give three thousand at most.

More than 30% of the profits. It seems that the price given by old Wu is OK. "Don't give me spiritual pulp. Replace it all with an equivalent emperor level blank spiritual card."

"Emperor level blank card? Do you want to make an emperor level smart card and sell it to me. Then buy a blank card and..." old man Wu's shriveled old face can't stop beating. As a senior emperor level business card printing master, he can grasp what he wants to do at once. He wants to make money without a bottom line. This way of making money is known to all business card printing masters, But in fact, almost no one will do so, because everyone who can become an imperial business card printing master has great respect for the business card printing master. He is proud of it. At most, he only shows a small number of works at the auction rather than selling them in large quantities to make huge profits, because doing so will damage the sacred career of business card printing master, Will be pointed out by thousands of people.

But for ye Wufeng, what does the business card printing master do? Make a spirit card. Why make a spirit card? Make money. As for what dignity, face and gossip are all floating clouds. If I suffer from false innocence, I will be a rich man full of copper smell. How can I drop it.

Old Wu shook his head with a bitter smile and took out nine blank imperial spirit cards. Originally, he wanted to persuade him to popularize what a sacred career business card printing master is, but he finally gave up. He knew that he couldn't persuade, and he still didn't waste saliva.

"Mr. Wu, I think you have guessed what I want to do. The auction will be here soon. I must make a lot of spiritual marrow these days. Instead of making emperor level spiritual cards and selling them back and forth, you might as well give me all blank emperor level cards at once and finally check out again." Ye Wufeng is also too lazy to go back and forth.

"No, although I believe in your ability, the rules can't be abolished. You'd better work hard and run more times." Old Wu was unmoved. He didn't approve of it. Of course, he wouldn't open the door and handed over these blank cards directly.

I had no choice but to pick it up. The old man was really familiar and didn't cooperate with himself. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, his eyes turned a few times, and unconsciously showed a bad smile.

When he lifted it, a blank imperial card floated in the air and whispered, "three stacks of sky cutting fingers, production begins." The momentum is about to start on-site business card printing.

"Stop!" Old man Wu rushed over and directly interrupted Da Shao's action. What does this damn bastard want to do? Field business card printing? If he succeeds in business card printing very easily, and the success rate reaches 100%, this scene will be seen by the little girl again, then the hard recovered Tao heart is likely to collapse again. If he shows more demons, let alone little jasmine, even his Tao heart will be affected. In any case, he can't refine it here.

"Refining Spirit card is a very rigorous thing. Please be careful. If you are disturbed by external forces, you may fall short of success or even become possessed." Old man Wu said very seriously.

When I heard this, I laughed to myself. What the old man said seemed to be true. He had tried on-the-spot business card printing in the environment of the arena. At most, it was business card printing failure. How could he get crazy? He really lied and didn't make a draft, but he still had to do enough.

After listening to this, I also showed a face of embarrassment, "what can I do? I'm really too lazy to run back and forth. I think I'd better make a business card printing here. It shouldn't be a problem to have Mr. Wu protect the law here."

I wipe, I protect you? When did I promise, old man? This guy is so thick skinned that he turns an old man into a coolie with one mouth. Respect the old and love the young, do you understand? I can't wait for you to leave quickly. If you stay longer, my little jasmine will be more dangerous and less fire and anti-theft.

Forget it, I'm afraid of you. Old Wu was cruel and took out 100 emperor level blank spirit cards. "Here are 100. Take them together and lend them to you first."

"A hundred?" Da Shao held his shoulders and didn't reach for it. He seemed to be thinking about something. Three fingers kept beating his shoulders.

Old Wu's depressed brain kept beating with these three fingers. Finally, there was no way, so he had to stretch out his hand again, "this is 300 blank imperial cards. I lent them to you. I only have so much inventory."

"Thank you!" Big Shao took these cards quickly, "then I'll leave first and come back here when the emperor level Spirit card is completed..."

"Don't..." old man Wu waved his hand hard. "You'd better not come. Summon me when you're finished. I'll go to you to receive the goods in person." He is also depressed. Before the disciples' Tao heart is indestructible, it's better not to let them meet too much.

"That's good. As for the specific receiving price..." the big boy dragged on, his eyes blinked like a cunning little fox.

"Two." The old man's beard was almost pouting when he saw him grinding and chirping. He really wanted to beat the shameless young man up.

No, the antenna of the danger alarm began to stand up. It seems that the old man's patience is coming to the limit. He'd better put it away as soon as possible. 300 emperor level blank cards have been obtained, and the preparation for the auction is not a problem.

"Farewell." Ye Wufeng walked out of the store with satisfaction.

"Hoo..." old Wu breathed a sigh, but he was gone. Do you want to close the Lingka store for a few days? Give the little girl a holiday to avoid this dangerous guy.

"By the way, one more thing." Da Shao went back and forth, stuck out his head and said outside the store.

"Say, what's up?" Old man Wu's face turned black. Why did this guy come back.

"I don't know, old Wu. Do you know where the Saint Fengfei has gone? I want to return her scroll, but I don't know where to go."

"She has something to go out. She will be there on the day of the auction. You can return it to her then." Wu said casually.

"What?" He was suddenly surprised, "in just one day, have you understood the spirit card scroll?" Old Wu almost roared.

"No, just remember it completely. This terrible unique skill is beyond my ability. I'll understand it when I'm strong in the future." Ye Wufeng said despondent, in fact, he had learned a small part of that trick, but the essence of it and the deeper rhymes contained in it were not what he was entitled to contact now, so he could not comprehend success.

"Oh, that's OK." Old Wu relaxed. If he heard the news that the demon had fully understood it, he doubted whether his indestructible Tao heart could withstand it.

Then I stopped staying and quickly returned to my house for the simple and boring business card printing process.

"Three fold sky cutting finger" is his best imperial Spirit card. He has made tens of thousands of pieces in the spirit card world. It can be said to be extremely simple for him.

Regular ink starts to depict the inscriptions on the blank card. The actions are flowing and distracted. The powerful spiritual force guides Rumo rules to slowly enter the depicted inscriptions, and the wonderful time is grasped to the peak one by one.

After half incense, with the last stroke, the inscription was successful, and the spirit card sent out a strong light. A giant finger cutting the sky slowly appeared on the cover of the card, and the refining of the spirit card was completed.

One day later, the production of 300 Huang level spirit cards was completed without any failure. Ye Wufeng picked up the communicator to inform Wu Lao to receive the goods, but he suddenly stopped. All 300 Huang level spirit cards were successful one day. This record is too conspicuous. Although the low-key route is impossible now, it can't show too much evil, Anyway, there are still a few days before the auction. Let's inform Mr. Wu in another two days.

Next, Da Shao focused his attention on the refining of pseudo artifact. He took out a long sword with wind attribute, which is only a high-level holy weapon. The blue god bridge in his body emits a dazzling blue light, and the wind realm comes out through the body. The power of the realm extends through the palm of his hand holding the handle of the sword.

"Hum..." the long sword began to vibrate violently, and the green light of the sword suddenly soared. Da Shao raised the long sword and chopped it down. A dark space crack suddenly appeared in the house.

"I wipe it. Once the high-level holy ware is brought into the territory, its power soars. With a gentle wave, there is a space crack. In terms of power alone, it is really similar to a semi artifact." Dashao waved a few more times and looked at the horizontal space cracks in front of him. After they appeared, they closed slowly.

"Click......" at this moment, a crisp sound came from the sword body. He raised the sword and looked carefully. There was a thin crack on the sword body. Sure enough, this method did great damage to the life of the holy ware. It was only a few strokes in the air. If it was used to fight a strong enemy, it would be a flash in the pan and destroyed at one time. It was just a very ordinary long sword, The material is average. If you change the high-level holy ware materials to refine the peak holy ware, it is estimated that the life will be longer, but the final result will not change. The smelters love their own works as their children. The emergence of pseudo artifact is a different kind. No wonder it will be resisted by everyone. This practice is really cruel for the artifact, Destined to be just a non mainstream that will not be recognized by everyone.

Ye Wufeng thought of a way to cure the symptoms but not the root causes. He could refine the sacred ware materials again, and then depict the inscriptions with added firmness attribute after it is finished. Finally, he attached the inscriptions of the territory. If the combination is perfect, although it will not grow, it may not be so easy to be destroyed, Of course, all this can only be verified after the return of Lei shaotianyan.

At this time, a warning came, "master, come and save me. I'm trapped."