Chapter 512 (1/2)
The monk is greedy in nature. Even though he has been chatting, he has not forgotten about it. After all, he is a lifesaver. At the moment, the monk is somewhat embarrassed.
”You see, I nearly forgot about it.” The old man's faint smile made the monk feel embarrassed, and Zichen was the same.
But let them say the words of sending out the ancient beast, but they can't say anything. Because they didn't have the courage, they paid too much to kill the little devil leopard. Even the only life-saving pill was gone.
”I can't use this ancient beast, and it's not a real pure blood ancient beast, so you can take it away at ease.” The old man saw their embarrassment and laughed.
”Once the ancient beast died, the spirit power in the blood essence began to drain automatically. Even the purest jade bottle could not be sealed. If you don't have something special for storing blood essence, you might as well put it here with me and collect it when you use it. ”
”Thank you for your kindness. We just have one.” Zichen thanks again.
The old man stopped insisting and nodded. The silent black pool trembled again, and the body of the little magic leopard slowly floated up from the bottom of the water. As the black water drips down, the whole body of the little magic leopard becomes green again.
Little magic leopard, almost intact, but on the forehead, there is a huge blood hole. Outside the blood hole, there was black water flashing, which obviously sealed the wound of the little magic leopard and prohibited blood loss.
The little leopard was slowly lifted up and placed on the bank. The monk's eyes lit up and said, ”I'll take care of it.”
Said, the monk will go forward to dissect, but soon found that there is no one to take advantage of. Because even if the leopard dies, it has a strong defense.
After the Dan soldiers could not be broken, the monk turned his head and looked at Zichen, ”Zichen, give me my spear quickly, I will use it now!”
”Yours?”
Zichen glared at the monk fiercely, because there was an old man in, he didn't want to get angry.
”Yes, you've got the phalanx. The spear should have been mine!” The monk took it for granted and said, ”what's more, I think that weapon has too much evil spirit. It's an ominous thing. If you leave it on you, there will be disaster. So, give it to me. I use the pure power of Buddhism to suppress it and recite sutras every day, so as to dissolve this evil and evil spirit. ”
Zichen heard that his nose was almost crooked. He wanted to kick the monk to death. They had known each other for several years, but he had never seen the dead monk read scriptures on his own initiative. Moreover, since he knew him, the dead monk was cheating and stealing, and now he is even more serious.
”Why, do you want to go back on it?” The monk glared and was discontented.
”Dead bald ass, I bought this with my life. Why should I give it to you?” Zichen finally can't help but roar.
In Zichen's opinion, the difference between the bloody spear and the spear was not big, so it was just right to use it. Besides, you're a dead donkey, so you're very different. Why don't you have to hold a spear and stab people everywhere?
A greedy monk will not obey. Zichen also disregarded his just powerful imagination, completely pulled down his face and started a war with the monk.
But after pinching for a long time, I always felt that the influence was not good, so I apologized to the old man and talked with the monk.
A moment later, there was a loud sound in the woods.
But the old man hears, smiles does not speak, only in the eye, seems to have the crystal clear luster to flash. Once upon a time, I also had such a friend or two who haggled with you on weekdays, being stingy and greedy. But when their lives are in danger, they are generous enough to give up their own lives.
After a burst of noise, there was another squabble. The voices were louder than the other, like turning over their faces. But a moment later, the two sides were back to each other and walked out of the woods. It was obvious that the interests had been agreed.
Zichen smoothly handed over the bloody spear and lent it to the monk. The latter's face also showed a happy expression and began to dissect carefully.
Because the only one treasure pill was swallowed by himself, Zichen admitted that he was in a bad position and let the monk take advantage of it.
So the monk had to say that the two sword teeth of the little magic leopard were two, so he took them away. But little magic leopard body, it seems that only one, another by Zichen liangen interrupted, fell into the black pool.
”Ha ha!” As soon as the monk's eyes fell on him, before he could speak, the old man laughed. Then a shining sword tooth flew out from the bottom of the pool and flew towards the monk.
”Hehe, it's a good blade. It's very convenient and sharp. The effect of chopping people should be very good.” He took the blade and waved it a few times. The monk was so arrogant that he took another one and took it away directly.
The quality of these two sword teeth is no weaker than Zichen's silver spear. The monk is naturally a treasure. After that, the bloody spear broke the body of the little devil leopard.
”Slow down. Don't damage the scallop. The incision should be neat. I need to make soft nails?” Although the monk is very careful, but Zichen is still very heartache, sound reminds.
Hearing this, the monk's expression did not change, but secretly increased his strength. His hands seemed to shake. Zichen hurriedly said, ”such a large piece can at least make two soft nails.”