Vol 3 Chapter 1421: Equip the ancestor spirit with magic weapons

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Yun Tong hurriedly hugged a large spirit wooden box in his hand, and the corners of his mouth cracked open with a smile.
"In fact, I think Bafangshan Auction House can entrust you to refine the pill. On the one hand, you can increase your points. On the other hand, if you need the pill, you can buy it, right?" Cook smiled and prepared for the second. A pill.
When these Dan Dao people heard this, they immediately became energetic and listened attentively to Cook continuing to speak.
Cook opened his mouth and said: "Like this Concentration Pill, there are a lot of monks needed, and there are not many that can refine Concentration Pills, but who has the strength that we are sitting here? It is better to give it to the elders if it is wasted by others. I think the Dandao Association and Bafangshan can establish a close cooperative relationship.
"This is no problem, we all support it."
"Yes, we all support it." Yuntong and the others immediately agreed, joking, usually for hundreds of years to collect a pot of elixir, and now Cook took it out easily.
Cook shook his head and said, "Dear elders, don't be too busy to agree. You also know that there is a huge demand for high-level elixirs, and as an auction house, it is impossible to say that the auction is only once a year, two or even a few years. Say yes?"
"Yes." These elders did not know what Cook meant, so they had to answer.
"So I think everyone has at least two pots of elixir per year, is this okay?" Cook just took out one elixir of elixir, and immediately one of the elders hugged the wooden box and felt the elixir from the wooden box. This elder still couldn't believe his ears.
Yuntong and the others almost pinched themselves, what the alchemy people are looking forward to most, that is, there are endless refining spirit pills, because everyone needs to increase their cultivation level in the alchemy.
"But Elder Cook, do you have so many elixir?" An elder asked worriedly, while looking at the people around him.
Cook took out another pill, put the elixir in it, and said: "The origin of the elixir, I must have some guesses. That's right, our Bafang Mountain has some paths on the side of the monster race, and we are allied with the monster race. There is a certain cooperative relationship, so there is no shortage of elixir or something."
Cook admitted that there was a way to the Yaozu, and these elders were not surprised at all. After all, everyone had long suspected the origin of these elixir, and the second general of Huaguoshan was here.
At the same time, when encircling the Demon Gate, the Monster Race Alliance rushed forward.
"So don't worry about the elixir. I'm just worried about whether you will refine the elixir too many times, resulting in a drop in the success rate." Cook put the last elixir in place, without shouting at all, naturally someone came to hug the box
"The elders are joking, we must guarantee a success rate at our level." These elders are the same as human beings, but they still don't understand Cook's approach.
What good is it for Cook? It seems that Bafangshan Auction House is more famous.
Cook nodded and said: "Then draw up a contract, and then Bafangshan Auction House will come to the Dandao Association to issue the task."
"That's good." These elders were puzzled, but they couldn't see any harm to them, so they all nodded in agreement.
Cook nodded and said with a smile: "Then everyone, please take care of Bafangshan Auction House."
"That's easy to say." The other elders turned their minds, and they knew what Cook's actions meant?
In fact, everyone is wise, and you will know after careful consideration, but after looking at the elixir in the box, no one speaks. Although this will lose some of the benefits of the alchemy society, this part of the benefits is supplemented. Elders.
People don't die for themselves, this sentence is even more so in the world of monks.
An elixir can make you advance to a realm and live for more than a thousand years, but if you lose this elixir, you will live less for a thousand years. There are so many resources in the cultivation world. It is impossible to say that each person has one elixir.
So what is needed for the ownership of this elixir, it needs to fight, it needs strategy, it needs a strong support, and a little bit will not work.
After Cook had distributed the elixir, these elders were ready to go to alchemy, but the rotating system forced some elders to stick to their posts.
Cook has also been assigned to a rotating position. Cook doesn't care. He does things with other elders during the day, and he hugs the left~right~ at night.
Wu Mei lay in Cook's arms and said, "Cook..."
"Bah... Call your husband." Cook patted Wu Mei's body, making a crisp sound, and said.
"Husband, I want to find something to do in Bafang Mountain." Although Wu Mei is the mother of a child, she is still very shy.
"Your sister asked you to come, let's talk, what do you want to do?" What kind of temper is Wu Mei? Can Cook not know, and let Wu Mei take the initiative to say this, then who else, of course, is the former fox clan Great sage.
"We want to manage the department that appraised items, and we want to learn." Wu Mei said.
Cook said angrily: "Let your sister speak for herself, I don't know what character you are?"
Wu Mei is too innocent. If you let her do something, she will do it. If you don’t let her do it, she will not do it. The main reason is that the soul is traumatized when the descends. Therefore, the soul has some problems in growth, leading to a comparison of personality. Simple, but there is a little advantage, Cook is what he says, treating Cook like his own father.
"Why don't I call you now?" Wu Mei looked at Cook, knowing that Cook likes two women together, and said actively.
Cook shook his head and said, "No need, go to sleep."
For Wu Mei's request, Cook was anxious, but since Wu Mei's sister has not seen herself, she finds time to fix it.
His wife and children are in Bafang Mountain, and Cook doesn't even want to go to the small world, but there is no way, Cook has to make time to go to the small world.
The time axis ratio is too big, one to five hundred, one day is equivalent to a year and a half. There is a bubble on the Council of the Gods to let those with crooked minds know that the biggest boss is still there, and then go Cook was very satisfied with the materials prepared by Prince Desai and the new alliance of Kaba on the side of Prince Desai. Cook ignored their request to purchase new warships, mainly because Cook did not have time.
When he came to the plane of Hundred Witches, Cook had to come into contact with the people from the Sky Witch Tribe. Luo Xiangyang had successfully imitated a low-profile version of the energy gun, but the volume of this thing was 10 times that Cooke refined. Several times, the power is only one-tenth.
However, large-scale equipment is possible, mainly due to the limitations of materials and technology. Although machinery can be processed to one-tenth the thickness of a hair, the spiritual mind can directly reach the molecular state, which is simply incomparable.
Especially the core of the battleship, this is what the construction wizard is best at, and the others can be refined as long as they are willing to spend the money.
Outside the Baixi tribe, a small camp stands dozens of miles away, fences, wooden houses, and a team of warriors, all of whom are full of metal armor.
Sitting in the wooden room, two middle-aged people are sitting together.
Both of them were dressed in knitted clothes, which looked very gorgeous.
"It's not easy." One of them sighed.
"It's really not easy. All the tribes within tens of thousands of miles around have official wizards, and their strength is higher than mine." Another person also said, both of them are dressed the same, and there is a fire on the white clothes. Big red bird.
"It's been several years, but that person still doesn't show up, what do you say?" the person who spoke first asked
"Is there any way, after the last detoxification, the big prophet will let us thank that one, we can't do it, what will be the result after returning?" another person said.
Just when the two people were talking about Cook, Cook came to the Baixi tribe. As the number of warriors and wizards in the Baixi tribe increased, the number of people became more and more, the tribe became stronger and stronger, and the ancestor spirit was refined by the wizard book The soul crystal has also become very powerful.
Cook sat in front of Yinclaw, listened to Yinclaw's report, and said, "Go find someone to call them over and see what they have to say."
"Yes." Yin Claw hurried to handle it.
Cook looked at the ancestral spirit on the side again. The ancestral spirit was a kind of incomplete spiritual body. In these hundreds of years, the spiritual growth of this ancestral spirit has become perfect.
"I have something here that may be suitable for you." Cook took out a magic weapon, which looked only the size of a toothpick. It was a spear, a high-grade spear.
Cook knows in the big world that many spirit bodies are integrated with certain magic weapons, which can not only increase the survival rate, because in the eyes of the big world monks, they are things like walking spirit stones.
This ancestral spirit is very close to Cook. I don't know why. When the spear was lost by Cook, the ancestral spirit got in.
The spear became larger in an instant. It was originally the size of a toothpick, but now it is fifty or sixty centimeters long.
Whoosh!
The spear pierced the pillar of the house, and Cook disappeared in a flash.
Rumble!
Silver Claw heard the sound ~EbookFREE.me~ and saw that the house he lived in collapsed suddenly, and a ray of light came out.
Hi!
A warrior in front of Silverclaw saw this light and threw the ironwood spear in his hand at once.
puff!
This ray of light directly penetrated into the ironwood spear, and the ironwood spear instantly turned into powder.
"Prophet." When the surrounding warriors saw this ray of light shot directly at Silver Claw, they all exclaimed.
"Ancestral spirit?" Yinclaw asked tentatively, all in a cold sweat, looking at the spear in front of him, feeling a familiar breath.
An ancestral spirit's body emerged from the spear. The ancestral spirit controlled the spear and pierced the fence with a swish. The fence made of thick logs exploded, leaving a big hole.
"..." Everyone at the scene was shocked, and Silver Claw even rubbed his eyes. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.