Chapter 501 (1/2)

”Oh, ink fairy actually needs this treasure. In this case, the one with higher price will get it. I don't know what is the treasure in your mouth which is very useful to me?”

Angtian looks rough, but in a flash, it becomes the center of this exchange.

”Look at this!”

Ink dance quite confidently took out a small bottle and opened it directly.

As she opened the bottle, a faint odor came out of the bottle.

In the face of this unpleasant smell, angtian instantly widened his eyes and laughed.

”Hey, Mo dance, you really know me. It's a pity that you always dislike me. Otherwise, we can't make a couple.”

”You talk a lot of rubbish!” Mo dance to see angtian's reaction, nature has been sure, even green scale now also no longer open mouth.

”Here you are!” Angtian also did not say anything, directly took out a small bottle and handed it to Mo dance.

Ink dance simple check a time, immediately also put away.

Angtian did not want to ink dance, but forced to smell a few smelly smell, this just energetic put things carefully away.

”What is the bottle, master?” Lin Haoming couldn't help asking curiously.

”This is the holy corpse water. If you are successful in practice, you can condense the sacrifice in your body, or form a noble and healthy qi. Then your body will become an immortal body, or the body of a saint. Here is the body water obtained from their bodies after special brewing. To me, it is the treasure of body refining. Of course, people like you Clan, the inborn physical condition is too bad, this holy corpse water is extremely toxic. If you use this thing to practice, I'm afraid that in the end, the body will collapse. ” Angtian explained with a smile.

It seems to be his exclusive, so he doesn't care about other people's knowing.

Lin Haoming thinks of his own detoxification beads, but he has some ideas about the holy corpse water. After all, if this thing is regarded as the most precious treasure of body refining even in the later period of Yuanying, I'm afraid it's really not easy. If he can get some, his skills may also be improved a lot.

However, at this time, Lin Haoming's attention is not on that thing. What makes Lin Haoming more concerned is that the origin of the object he said was probably refined from the corpse of a Buddhist monk who thought that he was the birth of a Serri son. In this way, Mo dance may have a sarira in his hand.

Thinking of this, Lin Haoming can't help feeling a little itchy. You know, that thing can provide a lot of merit for himself.

The more Lin Haoming thought about it, the more he couldn't help it. Finally, he couldn't help asking, ”master Mo, do you have Serri son in your hand?”