Thunder Martial

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The monk is greedy by nature, even though he has been chatting, he has not forgotten about it. After all, he was a lifesaver, and the monk was somewhat embarrassed to speak at this moment.

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot about it." The old man smiled lightly, which embarrassed the monk even more, and so did Zichen.

But let them say the words of sending the ancient beast, but they are absolutely unable to say it. Because they didn't have that courage, they paid too much in order to kill the little devil leopard, and even lost the only life-saving treasure.

"I don't need this ancient beast, and it's not a real pure-blooded ancient beast, so you can safely take it away." Seeing the embarrassment of the two, the old man laughed.

"Once the ancient beast dies, the spiritual power in the blood essence will start to lose automatically, and even the purest jade bottle cannot be sealed. If you don't have something specially placed for the blood essence, you might as well put it here, and wait until you use it." Time to collect it again."

"Thank you for the kindness of the old ancestor. We happen to have one of the things that put the blood essence." Zi Chen thanked again.

The old man stopped insisting and nodded. The silent black water pool trembled again, and the body of the little leopard slowly floated up from the bottom of the water. As the black water dripped down, the little leopard's body became bright blue again.

The little leopard was almost intact, except for a huge blood hole on its forehead. Outside the blood hole, black water flickered, apparently sealing the little leopard's wound and preventing blood loss.

The little magic leopard was slowly lifted up and placed on the shore. The monk's eyes lit up, and he said immediately: "I'll come, I'll fix it!"

As he said that, the monk was about to step forward to dissect it, but soon found that there was no one to take advantage of. Because even if the little devil leopard is dead, the defense of the whole body is still very strong.

After the alchemy could not be broken, the monk turned his head and looked at Zi Chen, "Zi Chen, quickly give me my spear, I will use it now!"

"yours?"

Zi Chen glared at the monk fiercely, because there was an old man around, he didn't want to get angry.

"Yeah, you got the phalanx, and the spear should belong to me!" The monk said with a look of course, "Besides, I think that weapon has too much evil spirit, and it is an ominous thing. If you keep it on your body, there must be some danger." Disaster. So, give it to me, I will use the power of pure Buddhism to suppress it, chant scriptures every day, and dissolve this fierce and hostile energy."

Hearing this, Zichen's nose was almost crooked, wishing he could kick this monk to death. The two have known each other for several years, but he has never seen a dead monk take the initiative to recite sutras.

And since I met him, this dead monk has been cheating, abducting and stealing, and now it's getting worse.

"What, you want to go back on your word?" The monk stared, then dissatisfied.

"Dead donkey, I bought this with my life, why should I give it to you?" Zi Chen finally couldn't help it, and started to growl.

In Zichen's view, this bloody spear is not much different from a long spear, and it is just right for him to use it. And it's very unusual for you to use a knife like a dead donkey. Could it be that you still want to stab people with a monstrous spear?

Greedy monks will naturally not follow. Regardless of his mighty imagination just now, Zi Chen completely lowered his face and started a war with the monk.

But after pinching for a long time, I still felt that the influence was not good, so I smiled apologetically at the old man, and took a step to talk to the monk.

A moment later, there was a puffy sound in the forest.

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said nothing, but there seemed to be a sparkle of crystal light in his eyes. Once upon a time, I also had one or two friends who cared about you on weekdays, were stingy and greedy. But when their lives are dying, they are generous enough to give up their own lives.

After a burst of noise, there was another burst of quarreling, the voices getting louder and louder, as if turning faces. But after a while, the two sides hooked their shoulders and walked out of the forest. Obviously, their interests had reached an agreement.

Zi Chen handed over the bloody spear smoothly, and lent it to the monk for dissection, and the latter also showed a happy expression on his face, and began to dissect seriously.

Because the only treasured pill was swallowed by himself, Zichen thought he was wrong and let the monk take advantage of it.

So the monk had to say that the two saber teeth of the little devil leopard were two saber teeth, so he took them away. But there seems to be only one left on the little devil leopard, and the other one was broken by Zichen and fell into the black pool.

"Haha!" As soon as the monk's eyes fell on him, before he could speak, the old man laughed heartily, and then a radiant saber tooth flew out from the bottom of the pool and flew towards the monk.

"Hehe, it's a good knife tooth, very smooth and sharp, and the effect of cutting people should be very good." Holding the sword tooth and waving it a few times, the monk said brazenly, then dug out another one and took it away directly.

The quality of these two saber teeth is not weaker than Zichen's silver spear, so the monk is naturally a treasure. After that, the bloody spear broke through the little leopard's body.

"Slow down, don't break the scale armor, make the cut neatly, and I still have to make soft armor?" Although the monk was very careful, Zi Chen was still heartbroken and reminded him loudly.

Hearing this, the monk's expression remained unchanged, but secretly increased his strength, his hands seemed to tremble a little, Zi Chen hurriedly said: "It's such a big one, at least it can make two pieces of soft armor."

As soon as this remark came out, the monk's hands became steady again, and he became more careful. It took several hours to cut a piece of animal skin, and finally put it in front of it completely. It is more than enough to make two soft armors.

After that, the monk began to remove the bones and get precious blood. Of course, before that, the little devil leopard's heart was taken and devoured by the devil ape after a few drops of heart essence and blood were produced. This made the Spirit Devouring Mouse stare blankly, but no one paid any attention to it.

The little devil leopard is full of treasures, and this time they have gained a lot, just getting a lot of blood. The drops are like pearls, emitting a dazzling light, illuminating the surroundings.

"Put it away!" the monk urged.

The purple gold gourd appeared again, swallowing a psychedelic light, like a small world extending, taking everything away.

Seeing the purple gold gourd again, the spirit devouring mouse's eyes became brighter, and there was a faint sense of excited anticipation. And the old man has been looking at the purple gold gourd, and there is a bright light in his plain eyes.

All the pill soldiers were destroyed, and one of the treasure pills was lost. The two of them lost a lot, but Zi Chen and the monk were very excited when they saw the ancient beast that was dissected in front of them. The value of this ancient beast alone far exceeded their contribution this time.

It can be said that this time I made a big profit. Now they are thinking about when to baptize and transform again.

"Baptism?" The old man was startled when he heard that, and said: "The little devil leopard is not a pure-blooded ancient beast in the true sense, just this one, it can't be baptized by you at all."

"Old Ancestor, isn't it right? The Little Devil Leopard's clan is all ancient beasts, so it should also belong to a pure-blooded ancient beast?" The Spirit Devouring Mouse asked doubtfully. A pure-blooded ancient beast.

Zi Chen and the monk are also very puzzled.

"Pure-blooded ancient beasts are rare in number. They have pure blood and contain incredible supernatural powers. They are the most powerful and powerful existences in the world. Moreover, each one has been handed down from ancient times. Even if their strength is weak, their combat power is also very powerful. Every ancient beast can easily sweep and slaughter existences of the same level."

"The saber-toothed leopards are not ancient beasts in the true sense, but their ancestors were lucky enough to obtain the blood essence of ancient beasts in the ancient battlefield, so that it is possible to transform into ancient beasts. But the distance from the real pure Ancient blood beasts are worlds apart."

The old man looked at Zi Chen and the monk, and said: "You human testers, who come here to hunt ancient beasts, are only beasts in this area, not ancient beasts in the true sense. Pure blood in the true sense The ancient beasts are all extremely powerful and powerful, and there is only one of each kind, which is unique and cannot form a group at all."

Zi Chen nodded to the monk and finally understood. And I know that the real ancient beasts are just one by one, unique, not a family.

Moreover, Zichen and the monk accidentally learned that the spirit devouring mouse turned out to be a real ancient beast, unique. But it is a pity that the bloodline has not been awakened, and it is not a pure-blooded ancient beast at this moment. Even the Sky Swallowing Wolf back then was definitely not a pure-blooded ancient beast.

Although the little devil leopard is not a pure-blooded ancient beast, its blood essence, together with the blood essence of other ancient beasts that Zi Chen and the monk had obtained before, together with some other elixir, can make one person successfully baptized.

"Which one of you will be baptized?" Looking at the two, the old man asked.

"Let him come first." Zi Chen spoke immediately without hesitation. With finger bones and blood-colored spears, his combat power has improved again, and he is not afraid of ancient beasts such as little leopards at all. Zi Chen gave this opportunity to the monk.

But the greedy monk, uncharacteristically, shook his head and said, "No, you should come."

Before Zi Chen could refuse, the monk said seriously: "The stronger you are, the more we will gain. A real strong man is far better than two half-baked fools!"

What the monk said is reasonable, if Zi Chen is baptized, his combat power will naturally become stronger, and it will be easier to kill ancient beasts. In this way, the gains for the two will be even greater.

"If your strength can increase to the point where you can kill the old devil leopard at will, I think our harvest will be even richer."

But this possibility is almost impossible, the old devil leopard is not much weaker than the swallowing wolf, and the original swallowing wolf, even the late Danyuan in the chaotic land, can kill with one blow.

The combat power of the two sides is vastly different, and this is not a single baptism that can make up for the huge gap between the two sides.

In order to be baptized, in addition to essence and blood, some other ancient medicines are also needed, so that the effect will be greater.

"You all go, the old leopard is seriously injured, and it shouldn't appear in a short time." Seeing the concerns of the two, the old man also said.

"I'm going too, I'm going too!" The Spirit Devouring Mouse became very active this time.

It is born to feed on spiritual things, and its means of finding ancient medicines is naturally better than Zi Chen and others. The other party recommended himself, and Zichen had no reason not to agree.

So, the two of them, one ape and one mouse, went on the road again.

The old man watched several people leave until the figure of the other party disappeared.

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