Chatper 509 (1/2)

"Haha, Uncle Jiu, can I think you are complimenting me?"

Chu Yan's method was one of the reasons to frustrate the arrogance of the spirited ghost cultivators, and the more important thing was to give the three materials that Elder Jiu lacked in alchemy. Add harmony.

"However, boy, you can be sure that those guys are willing to exchange tenth-order spiritual objects for these little devils? Even if they are willing to exchange, they must have one of those three tenth-order spiritual objects?"

The wine elder took a sip of wine and was a little worried.

Chu Yan smiled lightly and said: "Uncle Jiu, you don't have to worry about this, these disciples have extraordinary positions in the three major forces, they will not give up, and if they really make up their minds to exchange, they will definitely try their best to do so. If you go to other prefectures, you will get it, and those ghost repairers don’t seem to have much effort to leave Yangzhou!”

The wine elder said with a smile: "Haha, you kid, you are not afraid to make those old ghosts angry, and then the world will hunt you down?"

"Uncle Yuan said recently that the other party's ghost repair is entirely my responsibility. This is already a struggle of the younger generation. Presumably those old ghosts will not rip off their faces and use the body of Nascent Soul to shoot at me, a hairy boy. Besides, What if they take action? I have Uncle Jiu, whoever refuses to accept it will beat him!"

Chu Yan took another drink and laughed again.

"You kid, you really think this old man is a bodyguard, haha..."

The wine elder laughed and scolded, but in his heart he liked this clever junior more and more.

Suddenly, a voice transmission sounded in the ears of Chu Yan and Elder Jiu:

"Brother Chu Yan, Elder Ji, disciples of Shiwangshan ask to see you!"

"How about it, uncle, the first herb is here!"

Chu Yan smiled slightly, and the dragon feather boat flew out, directly driving the flying boat away.

Outside the Lingyi Mountains.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, the Millennium Flood Dragon Skin is in it!"

A ghost cultivator from Corpse King Mountain handed a jade box to Chu Yan's hand. Its name is Huapin, and its strength is also at the 12th level of the Golden Core Stage. Yan Yan was full of fear, and he was also afraid of spending money on this guy who threatened to hunt for the second time.

"Well, it's true, Brother Yuan!"

Chu Yan took out the thousand-year-old dragon skin, smelled it, and rubbed it with his hands a few times. This method of confirming the authenticity of the spiritual object was naturally learned from Fairy Muhua's alchemy notes.

"it is good!"

Yuanze opened the savings bag, and Hanano and other more than ten disciples who were tied up with five flowers were thrown out.

Yuanze also knew that Chu Yan was looking for spiritual objects for the sake of Elder Jiu's alchemy.

Chu Yan said lightly: "They didn't suffer the slightest injury, they just took the cartilage powder, and they just collapsed. Go back and eat some spiritual pills to recover!"

At this time, behind Chu Yan, there are countless young cultivators from the Yangzhou Loose Cultivation Alliance. They heard that Shiwangshan really sent tenth-order spiritual objects to replace them. They were all excited and came to watch the fun. Never in years.

Human race cultivators were able to raise their eyebrows like this, which made everyone feel great. At the same time, all the young disciples also respected Chu Yan. Some people said that it was a fluke to break the formation, but now no one has questioned that there is such a method. People, how strange it is to break the formation!

"Then many thanks to fellow Daoist Chu!"

Hua Tingdao, but his heart is distressed, that is a tenth-order spiritual thing, so he was deceived, only a few dozen people came to Shiwangshan this time, these people carried the unconscious talented disciple on his back, turned around want to go.

"and many more!"

"Do you want to return, fellow Daoist Chu?"

The disciples of Shiwangshan all turned their heads and said angrily at the expense, Shiwangshan is not a weak existence.

"No, just let fellow Daoists be a witness! Brother Hei, bring someone up!"

Chu Yan smiled lightly and said to Hei Xiang who was beside him.

Spend looked at Chu Yan with some doubts.

"okay!"

Hei Xiang smiled, and two disciples were pulled out from the savings bag. One of them had a slightly illusory body and was a talented disciple of the Golden Core Stage of Lihun Valley, and the other was covered in white bone armor. Talented disciple.

"You, what do you want to do!"

"Let go of me, I'm a talented disciple of Baiguya!"

At this time, although the two ghosts were sober, they were drugged, and their cultivation was completely restricted.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, what do you mean?"

The cost is a little suspicious.

"Hehe, that's right. Although I didn't have a time limit on that day, I think in three days, things can be delivered. Your Corpse King Mountain is very good. Today is just the third day, and you will deliver it, but the White Bone Cliff He and Li Hungu are a bit interesting, it seems that they don't care about the lives of their talented disciples! Since that's the case..."

There was a shy smile on Chu Yan's face. Hei Xiang understood the meaning of the words lightly, two fists slammed out, and the two ghost cultivators were directly smashed their heads and died on the spot!

Ghost cultivators and human cultivators have been fighting for many years. As long as they meet outside, either you will die or I will die. Killing two ghost cultivators will not put any pressure on Hei Xiang.