After being in the world of immortality for such a long time, Fang Xing still understands some basic common sense. The preciousness of the magic weapon lies in the material and the restriction of the formation. Even, the latter is sometimes more important than the former. The internal formation of this 'Green Rainbow Sword' was completely destroyed and the sword's light was contaminated... It was basically useless to cultivators. But for him, the material of this flying sword itself is still second-level, strong enough... That's fine! He flicked the sword with one finger. The Qinghong Sword suddenly let out a sword cry, and the jade-like green sword light also contained a hint of inconspicuous purple and black. ‘As expected, this sword is completely useless. It cannot input mana and control it with spiritual consciousness. It can only be held in my hand as a fire stick... But for me, it is just right. ’ "I wonder how much this sword costs?" "Fellow Taoist, give me some money for the materials, and two thousand low-grade spiritual stones will make it complete." The monk surnamed Long said with a smile.
This kind of waste sword cannot recover much material even if it is refurbished, and it is still very troublesome. It is good to be able to process two thousand spirit stones, not to mention... you can also sell this famous fierce man a favor. "Thank you." Fang Xing took out seven middle-grade spiritual stones, plus the spiritual stones that he had previously sold as magic weapons, and took the second-level spiritual sword, knowing that the other party should give him a discount. 'But think about it, Huolianfang, Qingdanfang and Qingxuanzong are inextricably linked, and they represent the original order of the city... If evil forces like the Tianxia Gang want to develop, they must rob their interests. , not to mention the tension between the two sides, they must not be able to see it. ’ 'I destroyed the Tianxia Gang, maybe I did them a big favor...' … Inside the cave. Fang Xing pulled out the Qinghong Sword. choke! In an instant, the room was filled with green light, and sword energy soared into the sky! He flicked his hand casually, and a green light passed over the blade of the sword, cutting through gold and jade as easily as it could. "A good sword... This sword is probably sharp enough to cut through the defense of a second-level monster, right?" There was a hint of joy on Fang Xing's face. Generally speaking, the materials of second-level spiritual weapons are tough and difficult to be destroyed by ordinary foundation-building monks and second-level monsters. Of course, it would be difficult to say if you encounter a second-level high-grade monster or a ruthless character in the foundation building period. If it is directly bombarded by a third-level monster, the second-level spiritual weapon will naturally be destroyed directly. There is nothing to say. Fang Xing should be thankful that the third-level monster attacked with poisonous mist, and the main attack was still the Master Jiedan. The foundation-building monk was offended by the aftermath and turned directly into a pool of pus and blood, but the Qinghong Sword still retained its general appearance. Come down. Although, it is already useless... "But it's better than directly chopping up the third-level monster's body and then breaking it off..."
Fang Xing drew out another sword, it was Mo Wen! He had ink lines on his left hand and a green rainbow on his right hand. There was a hint of eagerness on his face. He suddenly exerted his strength and swung his sword to slash. Ping pong! The blades of the two swords clashed, and electricity was generated in the void, making a crisp sound that pierced the eardrums. Fang Xing calmed down and looked at the Qinghong Sword, and saw that the blade was as usual. There is already a gap the size of a grain of rice on the blade of the Black Pattern Sword. "I haven't used much force yet, it's all because of the sharpness of the sword itself... After all, the blood refining magic weapon is only equivalent to a low-grade magic weapon..." After trying it out for a while, Fang Xing knew that the Mowen Sword was really a piece of trash. He immediately threw it with his left hand, and the black-marked sword flew high. Then, the Qinghong Sword turned into a ray of green light and struck hard on the Black Pattern Sword. call out! The black-marked sword screamed sadly, and the connection between the hilt and the sword body was cut off directly. From the two sword blades, an iron piece the size of a thumb flew out. "Brother Dog's token is here..." When Fang Xing saw this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Ever since he knew the secret hidden in the Black Pattern Sword, he planned to take it out one day. The original plan was to go to Eagle Star to find a metal cutting machine. But now it seems that Qinghong Sword is enough to complete this task. Fang Xing stretched out his hand and made a move, and his innate true energy turned into a thin line. It swept across for about ten feet and took the Black Iron Token back. If this scene were seen by an innate warrior in this world, his eyes would probably pop out of his head. Innate True Qi can actually have such wonderful uses? Fang Xing looked at the token in his hand and saw that the token was only about the size of his thumb and was completely black, as if it were made of ordinary iron. But how could something that could survive the Qinghong Sword attack without any damage just now be made of ordinary materials? "Second-level or third-level spiritual material?" Fang Xing murmured and touched Tie Ling with his fingers, feeling a jade-like warmth. This iron order is covered with various cloud patterns. On the front is an ancient seal script - the word "Ling", and on the back is the word "Wanfa" engraved in reverse. "It seems that the rumors are correct. That secret realm is really related to the 'Master of Wanfa' who has perfected the elixir formation. Is the piece in my hand the core token of the formation? Or some other pass certificate?" He is immersed in everything and knows many things about the world of immortality.
For example, in some important caves or formation restrictions, there will be one or two core tokens, as well as more access tokens, for the use of the master, apprentices, and children. It's like a key to open the door! "So, despite the fierce fighting in the secret realm, maybe they are just on the periphery and haven't even entered the real gate?" "Or maybe the core hasn't been reached yet?" Even so, Fang Xing didn't have the slightest idea of going on an adventure. The first is that Master Jiedan has fallen into trouble, so little Karami like him doesn’t have to humiliate himself. The second thing is... "Most of the items of immortal cultivators are of no use to me..." Fang Xing's goal has always been clear, which is to use the resources of other worlds as much as possible to build up his own martial arts. Therefore, for him, the most important thing now is the follow-up of ‘Whale Elephant Cream’. Apart from that, everything is false! … A few days later. Around Qinglinfang City. An ordinary shed with birds perching on the roof and lizards and beetles climbing around. Fang Xing already knew the situation and strode into it. Xiao Rui was guarding the door. When she saw Fang Xing, her face immediately showed a look of relief: "Dear guest, please come in!" When Fang Xing entered, she immediately closed the door and pasted two 'house protection talismans' and 'breath gathering talismans'. "Are you the owner of Qingdanfang?" Fang Xing looked towards the middle of the house and saw a woman in green clothes with a jade belt tied around her waist and a bamboo hat on her head. Her face could not be seen clearly. "Exactly... I am Su Ye. I have met a distinguished guest. What do you call your distinguished guest?" Su Ye spoke softly, her voice sounding like clear spring water. "A certain Fang Yun!" Fang Xing gave a false name without hesitation. "Fellow Daoist Fang...Fellow Daoist recently killed Luo Hong, a member of the World Gang. It was really satisfying. This little girl admires me..." Su Ye complimented. "Without further ado, do you have any clues about a substitute for 'Whale Elephant Cream'?" Fang Xing asked. "It turns out that ointment is called Whale Elephant Ointment? The medicinal properties are so powerful. I don't know what kind of monster this 'Whale Elephant' is. Maybe it has part of the bloodline of a third-order or even fourth-order monster..."
Su Ye murmured and tossed it with his bare hand. A black jade bottle was slowly suspended under a ball of green light and came to Fang Xing: "This bottle of 'boiling blood', please taste it, fellow Taoist." !” "Boiling blood?" Fang Xing secretly contacted the outside drones, but found no ambush, and secretly held his breath before opening the ink jade bottle. In fact, with his current physique, ordinary toxins cannot poison him at all, and his exquisite body control is enough to detect something wrong as soon as the toxin enters the body, and then make various reactions to expel the toxin. However, there are too many methods in the world of immortality, so there is nothing wrong with being careful. After uncorking the bottle, a mass of bright red liquid like blood was seen inside. Fang Xing opened his nose slightly and smelled a strong smell of blood. ‘Well, it’s not poisonous. On the contrary, it makes my energy and blood slightly lively... Just smelling it has such an effect, it seems there is a way! ’ With a thought in his mind, a silver needle appeared in his hand, and he slowly picked out a drop of viscous 'boiling blood' and smeared it on the back of his hand. Sour, numbing, spicy... Various feelings emerged from the back of his hand, and then turned into a hot stream of heat, which made his skin membrane seem to be strengthened a little. "How do you like this?" Su Ye asked with a chuckle. "It should have 40 to 50% of the effect of 'Whale Elephant Cream'... I wonder how much it will cost? I'm going to buy it in large quantities." Fang Xing took a long breath and made a decision. "This thing is rare. It is made from the flesh and blood of second-level monsters as the main material, and is refined with the addition of seventy-seven forty-nine kinds of elixirs..." Su Ye replied unhurriedly: "That's why one bottle costs two hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Our store suffered a disaster before and the warehouse for storing medicinal materials was destroyed. Now there are only two bottles left..." "Only two bottles?" Fang Xing frowned. Although this weight was more than what Xia Long gave, it was not enough to push his Dragon Elephant Skill to the next level: "I remember... the guard foundation of Fang City killed a second-level demon before. There should be a lot of flesh and blood left in the beast.” "My fellow Taoists don't know that this 'boiling blood' refining requires refining the flesh and blood of second-level monsters. A piece as big as a hill will eventually be only as big as a fist... And when Fangshi was in trouble, many monsters were killed by second-level monsters. Attracted by the flesh and blood of monsters, they madly attacked our pharmacy and warehouse..." Su Ye replied with a wry smile. Fang Xing understood immediately. Even if there are things like storage bags that are convenient for storage, there are probably only a few of them in the entire Qingdanfang. What's more, most low-grade storage bags have a capacity of about two or three cubic meters. How much monster flesh and blood can it hold? It was normal for them to be attacked before their flesh and blood could be refined into elixirs, and not much was left. But Fang Xing still doesn’t believe it! According to business practices, when encountering hot goods, they must control the volume and be reluctant to sell and raise the price. He looked at Su Ye with a somewhat inexplicable meaning: "Then how do you think, fellow Taoist Su, you can get a lot of 'boiling blood'?" "I'm afraid there is no other way but to kill a second-level monster and obtain a large amount of flesh and blood as raw materials." Su Ye shook his head and answered.
"Second-level monster?" Fang Xing looked solemn. The strange golden-feathered vulture bird I saw that day came to mind again. If it is such a second-level high-grade monster, he will definitely run as far as he can, but if it is an ordinary second-order low-grade monster, it is still possible to capture it if it is besieged by many monks with perfect Qi training and cooperates with the formation. "In that case, I'll just buy these two bottles." Finally, Fang Xing made a decision and took out four middle-grade spiritual stones. ‘It’s so dangerous, I might as well go back to Eagle Star and find a way to buy ‘Whale Elephant Cream’! Even if it costs hundreds of thousands per box, it’s still safe...'