deceitful cultivator

Chapter 77 Dragon and Snake Spine

Ren Qing came to Dameng Daoist's phantom and said, "Senior Dameng, do you have materials for forging."

When Dameng Daoist raised his hand, another change appeared in the store, and various ores were placed on the counter.

Among them are jade and mercury-like substances, but the seemingly ordinary iron ore is less.

Ren Qing looked happy, and quickly touched a gold and red stone.

【53 buckets】

[Glutton method: engraved on the stomach of the beast, obtained by the wine and meat Taoist. To practice this method, you need to eat a lot, until the stomach expands to more than six times, and you can practice it. 】

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be an ore formed by the Taotie method, and it should be related to the food, maybe it was excavated from the spirit of the mountain.

But the price is really expensive, five stones can buy ore the size of a fist, and it takes at least a hundred stones to forge the entire weapon.

Ren Qing hurriedly checked the rest of the materials, and found that they generally cost about one stone, and some expensive ones even cost more than ten stones.

He realized that the output of ore might not be high, and the demand for guards was relatively high, which led to a somewhat inflated price.

Of course, there are also cheap materials, which are refined from ordinary iron ore, but they can't meet Ren Qing's requirements at all, and the magic weapon forged is better than the Big Miao Dao.

Ren Qing pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, and was about to find an opportunity to ask Song Zongwu, when a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Why bother with ore, it is actually more suitable to directly choose those unpopular materials.

"Senior Dameng, spine."

In a trance, a difference appeared on the counter.

The spines of beasts or monks were arranged neatly, and some of them were even dripping with blood, and it was unknown who it came from.

In Ren Qing's thoughts.

The natal magic weapon should be similar to a chain, which can cooperate with the prison in the abdomen.

In a sense, chains and spines are not much different.

Ren Qing carefully selected the spines, trying to find ones with a higher degree of alienation, which in disguise showed that the original jailer had a higher level of cultivation.

And there should be no damage in the slightest, so as not to affect the appearance of the natal magic weapon.

Don't say you really found it.

[Dragon Snake Ridge: Created by the Taoist Dragon Snake, the spine needs to be pulled out from the body during cultivation, and then implanted into the body of the different beast Dragon Snake. It cannot be completed until it is retrieved in three years. 】

The bones of the Dragon Snake Ridge are silvery white, relatively slender overall, somewhat similar to snakes, and have obviously been placed in the Dameng Pavilion for a long time.

The rest of the spines are more or less meaningless, or don't match the chains at all.

Dragon Snake Spine only needs ten blood crystals, but it is really suitable for those with spines.

It's a pity that he doesn't have enough blood crystals to buy them.

"We have to find a way to make money."

Ren Qing rubbed his chin, and he asked tentatively, "Senior Dameng, how do we collect the materials?"

After Dameng Daoist heard about it, the light and shadow became even more distorted, as if he was examining Ren Qing.

"Three feet of human skin... seven fights..."

"One liter of beast blood... two fights..."

Ren Qing couldn't help sighing, even if he sold himself, he still couldn't get enough blood crystals, so he had no choice but to give up.

He immediately gave up, and simply spent six buckets of blood crystals to buy twenty stone eyes, and the salary of fifteen buckets was directly reduced by nearly half.

Ren Qing sighed again.

The ghost market only lasts for twelve hours, and there is only one chance to enter and exit, otherwise it shouldn't be difficult to find Song Zongwu to borrow ten blood crystals.

As for Huang Ziwan, let's forget it, the relationship between the two is not so good, and making a request can easily turn against each other.

Just as Ren Qing was about to leave the shop, Dameng Daoist's voice suddenly came, mixed with a bit of laziness, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep.

"A pupil...a hundred stones..."

Ren Qing was stunned for a moment, why Dameng Daoist was so interested in double pupils, reasoning that no eyes method is only half corpse state.

Could it be related to the Twin Nightmare?

He has always speculated about the ability of the double-pupil person to make ghosts.

Rumor has it that Nightmare is an evil ghost in the dream, and the twin Nightmare might be involved in the dream, so it attracted Dameng Daoist's attention.

Ren Qing would like to agree, but the problem is that people with double pupils are different from people with hundreds of eyes, and they cannot regenerate their eyes if they are dug out.

Dameng Daoist said indifferently: "Spell... ten stones..."

Ren Qing had a complicated expression after hearing this.

The price of ten stones is too high. How do you feel that you want to take back the blood crystals through the Dragon Snake Ridge?
However, he has no reason to refuse, and I am afraid that many monks in Sanxiang City have the method of aimlessness.

Ren Qing took the book out of Yi's mouth, and the book disappeared in an instant, and the Dragon Snake Ridge was placed in front of him immediately.

Good guy, don't you even let me handle the blood crystal?

Ren Qingsheng was afraid that Dameng Daoist would go back on his word, so he quickly put away the Dragon Snake Ridge.

Now that's all right, you can be promoted to Backbone when you return to Fireworks Hall.

"Senior Dameng, the person with double pupils is..."

Just as Ren Qing wanted to explain, he had already left the Dream Pavilion in the blink of an eye, and returned to the streets of the ghost market where the crowds come and go.

"How can a small person like me fall into the eyes of Dameng Daoist."

He smiled mischievously, and did not leave in a hurry, but wandered around.

Ren Qing found that the shops in the Ghost City were not much different from those in Sanxiang City, but only the Dameng Pavilion and the wine shop had the most jailers.

A dozen guards were all drunk, and Huang Ziwan was in the middle, snoring while lying down with a wine jar in his arms.

Ren Qing came to Huang Ziwan's side, who immediately opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Huang Ziwan relaxed, he handed over the wine jar and said, "Brother Ren, try drinking."

Ren Qing was puzzled. In fact, it was very difficult to get drunk after being promoted to the Half Corpse Realm, let alone the Ghost Envoy Realm.

Why is the alcohol in the ghost market an exception.

And looking at the guards around him, he can still keep his mind clear.

He tried to breathe a little, and suddenly felt that his consciousness fell into a trance.

When Ren Qing resisted a little, the drunkenness dissipated in a flash, and it only lasted for a few minutes, with endless aftertaste.

"What's the name of this wine?"

"Drunk life and dream death."

"Forget it, give it back to me, you're wasting your drink, it's no fun waking up too soon."

Huang Ziwan snatched the wine jar and drank several mouthfuls, then fell into drunkenness again.

Ren Qing called out the information flow subconsciously, and suddenly discovered the strangeness, his lifespan unexpectedly decreased insignificantly.

It shows that when you are drunk, your life yuan will be taken away by Dameng Daoist.

"Dream Butterfly Technique..."

Ren Qing muttered to himself, if there is this technique hidden in the Jail Hall, he must find a way to master it, so as to prolong his life.

It's just that Dameng Daoist's life extension is really worthless.

Or is it that his lifespan is approaching, so that he puts all his hopes of being promoted to the Yang God Realm on the Twin Nightmare?
Ren Qing smiled wryly and shook his head, the lifespan of a cultivator in a bad situation is about to be exhausted, maybe it will be longer than his 39 years.

Why bother with this.

When Ren Qing walked into the wine shop, there was also a phantom figure on the counter.

After checking the prices of the drinks, he was immediately frightened. He wanted a stone of blood crystal, which was outrageously expensive.

Ren Qing was soon relieved that there were not a few monks in the guards who were driven crazy by magic, and it would be good if they could stay drunk for a moment without worry.

It's such a good money...

(End of this chapter)