Chapter 902: Pattern into

These two are strong and powerful, and they really have deep hatred. Whoever does it is not necessarily.
Fang Zhangshi went, Xu Yi started a retreat career.
Right now, it is his first priority to improve his strength and study the rune of primary fire.
Fortunately, both can be achieved.
After more than ten days passed, Xu Yi opened the cave again, and his body was shaky.
This was the result of being lethargic for three days. Even so, his ghost was still extremely tired.
He finally realized that relying on sleep to recover the ghost is not always efficient.
Frequent and long-term torment of the soul, some similar to excessive physical exercise, finally out of strain.
Fortunately, the strain is not heavy. Xu Yi has read many monks' notes, and has seen such situations in it.
The note says that you just need to rest, let your heart go, and heal itself over time.
Because of this, he was not worried. On the contrary, he worked hard for more than ten days and returned countless returns.
Thirty first-order basic rune patterns, he has done all he can, at the same time, a faint red line on the eyebrow of the ghost villain finally became obvious.
Of course, the price paid is also extremely large, and nearly 4,000 spirit stones have turned into flying ash.
This is still due to the deepening of the understanding of the runes, which has assisted in the subsequent refining of the runes, otherwise it will consume more spirit stones.
The consumption of 4,000 spirit stones may not seem to be much, but the ensuing amulet deduction, the spirit stones to be consumed must be 4,000 up.
After all, the cost of drawing a rune and drawing countless runs of runes cannot be the same.
The speed of the five spirit stones in the Juling array must rise rapidly.
It is impossible to support the materials under Xu Yi's eyes.
After all, there are only 20,000 spirit stones left in him, and 10,000 are bound to be paid out, only after the distribution of the city is implemented.
For the remaining 10,000 or more, if Zhao Wuliang and others sent back and said that there are fire-type spirit stones that can be exchanged, then the 10,000-word spirit stones, to put it bluntly, are just barely worth three or four fire-type spirit stones.
Who calls the final test must be a real sword and a real gun, which really consumes the fire spirit stone.
Think about it, it makes Xu Yi headache.
"Never mind, the boat naturally straight to the bridgehead, so I'll talk about it when the sky collapses."
Xu Yi shook his head and set aside his worries.
Called Lao Song, prepared a page of flat boat, several wines, and countless delicious dishes. The boat unwinded slowly along the winding stream on the mountain peak.
All the way, there were lush vegetation, and the spirit beasts appeared, wandering between green waves and food and wine, releasing the soul in the clouds, and the entire heart was completely empty.
For half a day like this, the boat floated down to the bottom of the peak, and entered a boundless lotus pond, with red flowers and green leaves, and then joined the sky. The boat went straight in, and when it was careful, it stopped and hid among the lotus leaves. The fish was playing with frogs, the fragrance on the boat was diffused, and the soft wave gently pushed the boat, hidden in the boundless green, Xu Yi slept again.
This sleep, I do n’t know how long, the sky is shining, the boundless lotus leaves are scattered, and the stars are penetrating through the layers of jade cover, and smeared on the nose of Xu Yi, he opened his eyes yawningly.
The eyes are peaceful, and the metamorphosis is hidden. The whole person stretches to the extreme. Looking inside at the ghost villain, the red line at the heart of the eyebrows is much deeper.
Xu Yi extended the perception by one inch, and extended it to more than 230 feet. Only then did the rest stop, and the radius of perception was more than 10% higher than the original one.
As far as Xu Yi knows, the strong men in the mid-soul of this world do not mention the depth of perception, but only the radius of perception is generally around one hundred feet.
His perception radius today is more than doubled.
He was sighing, and there was a faint shout in his ear, but he was calling "the head".
Xu Yi leaped out of the air, let out the evil spirit, and looked like an electric chime.
Seeing Xu Yi, the little uncle fell on the ground with excitement, and for a long while he explained the reason.
However, there was an envoy in the house so far, but he was nowhere to be seen, and Wu Ling was hidden by him in Xu Mijie, unable to respond. Therefore, Lao Cai launched a mixed service and sought him across the mountain.
After clearing the reason, Xu Yi left the air to Demingtang. What he saw was that he was middle-aged in Confucianism. He was still described as stingy, but he was not drunk and looked sharp.
Seeing him, the middle-aged man in Confucian clothes said nothing, and reached out his hand, "Lingshi Lingshi, twenty, no, less than thirty to avoid talking ..."
Although Xu Yi couldn't figure out the cause and effect, he knew that there must be a cause. Now, without hesitation, he took out thirty spirit stones and threw them into the middle-aged Confucian costume.
Due to the news that the middle-aged man in Confucianism can contact Huaixi Fuzhong, and his people have accumulated many contacts and channels in Huaixi Fuzhong for many years, Xu Yi will make great efforts to make this person.
"You are so happy!"
The middle-aged man in Confucian costume put the spirit stone into Xu Mijie, with a solemn expression, "Don't you think that it is a lion's mouth, but for your sake, I have given up my goodwill and spirit stone before I found Opportunity, get rid of Xianwu cliff, and waste thousands of miles of institutional birds, and go back thousands of miles, all kinds of things, how do you think about thirty spirit stones? "
"not much!"
Xu Yi shot another ten spirit stones at once, "Zun Jia should say what a good thing for someone this time."
The middle-aged man in Confucian costume widened his eyes and stuck to him, circling around him, and suddenly said, "Should you say that you are ignorant or fearless, you will never know that you killed that day. Son Feng, who is it? "
"His uncle Feng Tingshu, the third person in charge of the accounting department, all the new star officials!"
Xu Yi said neatly.
The middle-aged man in Confucian costume froze and pointed at Xu Yidao, "I really don't know whether to say that you are a wise man or a stupid person. Now that you know how good Feng Tingshu is, you dare to take this cruel hand. Live too much? "
"I don't need to mention it anymore, it's useless to mention it, and you must teach me when you come here."
Xu Yi really wasn't interested in listening to nonsense. The matter has come to an end. Regret is useless, not to mention, he has no regrets. At that time, it was Feng's son who was Tianwang Laozi, and he was killed.
The middle-aged man in Confucian costume sighed, "Well, you are a wise man, and some will not talk nonsense, some will not hesitate to rob the messenger of the messenger, at the expense of the birds, and rush here to give you a message, which is to win you Bit of preparation time, you listen, two things. "
"First, the distribution of the city has already come down. The first gate in the world is Lin Dong City. What a terrible city is, I will not elaborate on it. I just want to tell you a little, your million stone. It is doomed to drift, this is where you offend the person in control. It seems to have been expected to look at your expression. Well, say the second one. "
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