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“Yes, Spiritual Stone is fine.” Song Shuhang affirmed that he was too poor to take out even a piece of spiritual stone scum except the one in the Silver Dragon puppet that consumed most of the spiritual stone.

As a monk, you don't even have a spiritual stone on you. It's too bad.

Song Shuwang turned to Daoist Daoist - he now has 20 blood pearls, how many spirit stones can he change from Daoist Daoist Daoist?

What matters is that you love me —— even a rotten piece of wood, if you find the right buyer and the other person really likes the product, you can sell a good price.

These blooddemon pearls from Song Shu's sailors, if traded with other monks, are estimated to sell for a limited price. After all, other monks do not urgently need blood demon pearls.

These blood demon pearls are an experiment of the white dignitaries, who wanted to turn blood demons into something like spiritual stones, but the conversion was not very successful.

Ultimately, these blood demon pearls have a spiritual power level of six grades, but the spiritual power content of a blood demon pearl is only about seven tenths of the average grade six spiritual stone. Plus, the purity of spiritual power in the Blood Demon Pearl is not comparable to that of ordinary Six Pints of Spirit Stone, and the spiritual power is mixed with Blood Demon impurities.

So, eventually, a blood demon pearl is roughly equivalent to two five-pint spirit stones.

But this is just a normal situation.

The Mayor of Heaven across the street is in dire need of these blood pearls, and the Mayor does not look poor.

Thinking of this, Song Shuhang's heart price is about five five-pint spirit stones, one blood pearl!

In this way, he gets 100 five-pint Spirit Stones, equivalent to 1,000 four-pin Spirit Stones.

This is already an incredible number for Book Sailing.

You know, the [Vajra Cave Mansion] that entered the "Master Tong Xuan" once, from the ancient well where you can refine your mind to understand the "Vajra Basic Fist Law" advanced "Vajra Volkswagen Demon Fist", you only need six four-pin spirit stones. 1000 four-pin spirit stones, enough Song Shuhang to understand how many times?

As for the magical life-saving spell "Flame Alternative" that you want to learn from the Seven Reverends, you need a whole 15,000 pints of Spirit Stone.

That magical life-saving spell, we'll talk about it later. Fifteen thousand pint Lingshi, selling Song Shuhang now is not worth that much money.

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After Daoist Daoist heard Song Shuhang wanted a spirit stone, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Things that can be solved by spiritual stones are nothing!

Dao Tianfuzi asked: "How are you going to sell it? ”

Song Shuhang smiled slightly and asked back: "Taoist, make your own bid. ”

The Daoist Daoist pondered for a moment and remembered the look of 'Blood Demon Pearl' in his mind.

A blood demon pearl has a spiritual reserve close to six pints of spirit stone, so let's just say it reaches one pint of spirit stone?

And now he is eager for this blood demon pearl, and it is not practical to take the blood demon pearl at the price of a six-pince spirit stone alone.

So... double it.

“One Blood Demon Pearl, two Six Pint Spirit Stones, how about that?” The Daoist Daoist Chancellor sank.

Song Shuhang was silent - Daoist Daoist Daoist Yark Qi, when he opened his mouth, directly increased the price in his heart by four times.

So he nodded, “Deal! ”

Perhaps if he pinched it again, the Daoist Daoist would offer a higher price. After all, this was only the first time the Daoist Daoist Daoist had quoted, and there must be a slight gap between the Daoist psychological limit.

But Song Shuhang feels that the price is almost there - Shuhang is definitely not a qualified businessman, if he goes out to do business, he will probably lose money or not.

“Deal!” The Daoist Daoist Daoist relaxed his breath in the dark.

Two hands on the money, one hand on the goods.

Twenty Blood Demon Pearls, changed to forty Six Pint Spirit Stones.

That's 400 five-pint, 4,000 four-pin!

Another mutually satisfactory transaction.

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After receiving twenty blood pearls and gently touching each pearl, the Daoist Daoist looked at the owner of the villa with delicacy: “May I borrow a quiet room? ”

The mayor is going to do a little experiment with these blood pearls to see how well they match his tailor-made 'hijackers'?

He can't wait any longer.

“No problem, mayor. This way, please.” Fish delicacies still use Yuzuko's ‘phantom brooch’ to keep her like her mother.

She stood up and led the Daoist mayor into the innermost room of the villa. It's quiet and uninterrupted.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” The Daoist Daoist is grateful.

“You're welcome, Taoist.” The fish smiled back - as long as we didn't talk about 'passing on merit’, we could be friends.

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On the other hand, Song Shuhang put the spirit stone in his pocket - he wouldn't dare put the spirit stone in a shrink bag with a puppet that swallows the spirit stone.

According to the results of the appraisal technique, that thing is [a boutique puppet tailored for a prestigious customer at Upper Mugatu, with many divine features. It takes 58,000 pints of spirit stone to start!

Fifty thousand eight pints of spirit stone, his forty six pints of spirit stone, can not even count as a zero head, if swallowed, can not even see a wave.

Song Shuhang has decided to give this puppet to Bai Zhuang to play with. Anyway, he will never be a wrongdoer, go get 58,000 pints of Lingshi to play with this puppet.

After putting away the spirit stone, Song Shuhang removed a gift box from the one inch shrink bag. Inside is a complete set of 'Thirty-three Spirit Beast Crystals’, all at the second grade.

Book sailing has been elevated to the limit of two products, which can be consumed through 'whale swallowing' to improve the ‘innate weather’ in one's body.

There are currently five kinds of spiritual beast crystals that have been swallowed by Book Sailing: 'sharks, sheep, horses, donkeys, camels’.

“Today, five spiritual beast crystals, 'cows, deer, pigs, dogs, cats’, are devoured. Five a day, the innate innocence of" Thirty-three Animal Gods Innate Qi Gong "will definitely be completed soon!” Song Shuhang's secret passage.

So he went back to his room, took out five spiritual beast crystals, swallowed them with whale swallowing, and started a new day of practice.

The dream of flying the Four Pint Sword is getting closer.

When I was thinking about it, Book Sailing suddenly remembered a method of flying with a knife in his hand called "Dragknife Art".

Vicious thoughts, break up!

He must never be dragged flying by a knife unless he escapes. That's stupid.

On the other side, far east sea.

The glasswriter, who had taken possession of the Book Spirit, had searched the East Sea for a long time before finally finding the man he was looking for.

Above the East Sea, there was a man dressed as a Confucian schoolteacher, running on the sea.

He scattered his beard, his clothes were untidy, and there was only one pair of shoes left on his feet.

With a smile on his face, he ran in the running room, surrounded by a terrible wave of [Immortal Energy].

When the writer who occupies the body of the Book Spirit Ghost sees the shadow of the Beatle, tears fall in his orbit. It's not tears, it's pure spiritual power.

“Brother Taoist, I'm coming.” Glass writers whispered softly, and a touch of warmth appeared in those crazy and murderous eyes.

Just a crazy writer dressed as a Confucian, ignoring Glass.

He continued to laugh wildly, running on the surface, or, instantly, into the ocean floor, diving deep into the ocean, without a trace.

Glass scrubbed his eyes and followed the insanely dressed madman closely.

Crazy bookmakers running, looking for all kinds of strange fish, and playing with fish, turtles, shrimp.

This is the look of Brother Taoist that Glass never remembered.

In his memory, the Taoist scholar was the eldest brother, the head teacher of the Confucian Saints.

Every move he makes is a model in the minds of other disciples, just like textbooks.

A majestic elder brother, a beloved elder brother, such as my father's elder brother.

But the eldest brother in front of him, like a toddler, laughed and pursued everything he could see without purpose.

I don't know how long it's been since Taoist finally got tired of playing. After he was tired, he stayed still and let his body sink.

Keep sinking, keep sinking.

Eventually, it sinks into the ocean floor.

Glass scholars followed along the way to the bottom of the ocean.

Brother Taoist lay on the bottom of the sea with his eyes closed and motionless.

By his side, [Immortal Energy] held up a space that prevented the sea from entering his surroundings.

Glass scholars sat on their knees beside their brothers.

For a long time...

The sleeping Taoist brother opened his eyes slightly. Innocent eyes, like toddlers, look curiously at glassy scholars in front of them.

“Brother Taoist, I'm coming.” Glass scholars opened up again.

Brother Tao Zi's eyes were still only curious, he could not recognize Glass scholars at all.

The Glass scholar sat on his knees and bowed softly: "Please also ask Brother Taoist to instruct me on the whereabouts of the remains of the saints and of the murdered brothers and sisters. ”

Back then, the Saint teacher failed to compete for the ‘New Heavenly Way’.

The battle of immortality is ten dead and dead. Confucian saint, died in the hands of 'New Heaven's Way'.

Not only that, but the blow of the New Heaven followed. Under the saint's door, thirteen looters, almost all of them descended. Countless Confucian treasures were destroyed; tens of thousands of saints were born under the gates of Confucius and burned.

In the Confucian holocaust, the remains of the saints and those of the fallen among the thirteen immortals disappeared.

Brother Taoist twisted his head and still looked at Glass scholars.

“Brother, the holocaust is over. Please allow me to keep the remains of the saints and brothers in check, so that I can bury them properly.” Glass scholars lay on the ground, silent.

He asked Song Wood to seal him and to persist in his asthma, one of which was to enable him to survive the Confucianism. Then he had the chance to bury his teachers and brothers.

“Hee hee hee hee.” Brother Taoist suddenly laughed. “How can a dead man bury a dead man? ”

“Brother Michiko!” Glass scholars bow resolutely.

“The dead cannot bury the dead.” Brother Taoist smiled again.

Glass writer smiled bitterly and finally sighed: “I get it. ”

Once again, the scholar bowed to Taoist Brother and praised him: "Brother Taoist, I have left the inheritance of the saint waiting for the man of fortune. I finally got it done when Brother gave me the task. Now, I am no longer in love in this world... so I ask Brother one last thing, who is Shintiando? ”

What's New Heaven's Way?

Why, the whole practice world, no matter the way, Confucianism, Buddhism, Demons, Demons, no one knows his roots. Who was the Saints teacher fighting for ‘immortality’?

“Hee hee hee hee.” Brother Taoist still grinned, and he turned around and started rolling under the sea.

“Brother, I don't have much time. At least give me a chance to end or vent.” Glass scholars depressed the low pitch.

Brother Taoist still looked at the Glass Book Student curiously, and then he sat up and held his chin with one hand, his eyebrows dead and wrinkled, seemingly thinking about something.

But his memories wouldn't go crazy if they were easy to think about.

Think, think, Brother Taoist rolled at the bottom of the sea, rolling constantly, his fingers kept pinching his chin, thinking about what.

Glass scholars sat on their knees and did not interrupt Taoist Brother.

Suddenly, Brother Michiko sat up: [Nine Ghosts.

[Nine ghosts? Is New Heavenly Path from Nine Ghosts? Glass scholars' eyes lit up.

“No… but on that day, the Nine Phantoms killed a lot of Confucians.” Brother Taoist clapped his hands.

Glass schoolteacher sighed in awe, and he finally bowed to Taoist brother.

He then stood up and rushed to the surface.

The burial of the saint teacher, he can't do it. The saint teacher's inheritance, he has left the arrangement, waiting for the man of fortune.

Now he has a little time left... go to the Nine Ghosts!

A luminous jellyfish ripped open the space at the same time as the glasswriter rushed to the surface of the water and appeared before him.

“Daoist, you're really stubborn.” Glass scholars look at jellyfish, but there is a hint of laughter in their crazy eyes.

“Where are you going next, what are you going to do?” The luminous jellyfish stared at the Glass scholar and found his face changed again - eh? Is this who Song Xiaoyu looks like?

The luminous jellyfish were so surprised not to see Glass scholars taking possession of the Book Spirit.

“I'm going to Nine Phantoms.” The Glass Book faintly says: “That's the last place I'm going, and if I do, I won't come back. So, Taoist, you don't have to follow me anymore. ”

The luminous jellyfish stared at the glasswriter and eventually nodded slightly: "Take care. ”

Glass scholars shook their heads slightly.

Then he reaches out and rips open the space - opposite it, a space full of filth and curses that gather all the ‘evil’ in one place.

Glass scholars took a slight breath and plunged into the nine ghosts.

At the moment of entering the Nine Pylories, his original power of repression erupted completely.

The immense [Immortal Energy] power is full of Song Shuhang Ling Ghost's body.

Immortal energy, more powerful than real energy, even more powerful than spiritual energy, belongs to the power of Nine Pieces to rob immortals.

Just at the outbreak of Glass Book Student... Song Shuhang's eyes widened sharply in the villa in Jiangnan District.

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