"This tea is of no special use to me, except that it is more fragrant than ordinary tea, and the price of this tea is so high, you kid should keep it for yourself, don't waste it on me." ”

Su Hou, who was on the side, couldn't help muttering painfully after drinking the Mu Ling Flower Tea in the cup.

After muttering, he drank the tea in the cup until there was not a drop left, even the soaked wood spirit flower, Su Hou did not let go, all of it was put into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

Although this wood spirit flower tea has no effect on him, this camellia flower is equivalent to his current day's salary, so naturally it can't be wasted.

Seeing that his father was in pain, Su Sheng also joked painfully, "Hehe, Dad, it's just a little tea money!"

"When you were old, you were also the head of a family, and you were a person with ten thousand gold. Saying this, it's a bit of a price drop. ”

Jokes are jokes, in fact, Su Sheng also knows it.

This Wood Spirit Flower Tea really only seems to be particularly effective for him, but it has no such effect on Su Hou, and it is also for others.

However, even so, Su Sheng would occasionally brew such a cup for Su Hou.

Even if it can't help Su Hou improve his perception, this Muling Flower Tea is still much better than ordinary tea in terms of helping people eliminate fatigue.

"What do you kid know! When I was the patriarch, I didn't have as much luxury as you. ”

Although Su Hou said this in his mouth, he actually understood in his heart that except for this wood spirit flower tea, Su Sheng was completely similar to a beggar in other aspects, wearing tattered clothes and eating coarse tea and light rice.

Su Sheng's little pursuit is really not a word for luxury.

After the two of them chatted for a while, Su Hou frowned again and said, "By the way, it's your spiritual vein problem, we can't delay it any longer, we must find an opportunity to let people dredge it up." ”

This time, Su Sheng didn't pick up Su Hou's words, but raised his head and looked out the window, his face was gloomy.

Spiritual veins!

It's been delayed for more than ten years, even if it is dredged, what can it do?

When ordinary people are seven or eight years old, their spiritual veins have already been opened and they have begun to cultivate.

There are even some supreme geniuses who have been practicing since they were four or five years old.

But Su Sheng is fifteen years old this year, but he still doesn't have a spiritual vein.

What's the point of dragging a few now?

The best cultivation opportunity in the past ten years has been completely lost!

Feeling Su Sheng's mood, he was very depressed, Su Houqiang laughed, and deliberately opened the topic and said, "By the way, Sheng'er, your perception in sword casting is very good, you can see the problem in the weapon, it should be related to this perception, right?"

"Perhaps, I don't know. Su Sheng replied weakly.

This perception is only a power that slowly awakens as he grows.

Moreover, Su Sheng also vaguely felt that this invisible force in his body had been giving him a sense of depression.

At the same time, this feeling of depression has been accumulating, as if waiting for the moment of outbreak.

As his perception improved, the feeling of depression became more and more obvious.

However, he himself couldn't figure out what was going on, and there was no master to ask for.

After all, with his current condition, it is simply impossible to want to apprentice.

Even if ordinary people are a little less talented, they still have a few spiritual veins after all, as long as they persist, I believe that they will always knock on the door of apprenticeship.

But Su Sheng didn't have a single spiritual vein, and if he dared to go to apprenticeship with his face, he would definitely be beaten into a cripple.

Next, the father and son chatted for a while, but the topic became more and more heavy, coupled with the previous incident of Wen Fulai's trouble, the interest of the two was not too high.

Gradually, both father and son fell silent.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

After a while, the sound of the father and son falling the hammer sounded in the foundry again.

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At the moment, it is the season of spring hunting, and in the central square of Dry Bone Town, many mercenary teams of demon hunters have been assembled.

"Everyone wipe the guy's bright spots, don't drop the chain for Lao Tzu, if anyone dares to drop the chain for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let him feed the wild dogs!"

A middle-aged strong man with a thick beard shouted at the dozen or so mercenaries he had just gathered.

Hearing Captain Qiu's very strong mobilization order, everyone obediently took out the weapons they were carrying, and examined them carefully.

And among them, there is the one who came to Su's foundry before, and finally left angrily, a young man dressed in yellow.

After leaving the Su Clan's Foundry, he quickly found another foundry with a good business, and it only cost a few dozen gold coins to repair the Jinghan Sword intact.

Because his cold sword was cold, as soon as the sword came out of its sheath, it immediately became within the small mercenary group, causing a commotion.

"Hey, this sword is of good quality, I'm afraid I've drunk a lot of demon blood!"

"Well, this sword is cold, you can see at a glance that it must be built by a top-level caster, and those bullshit casters in our Dry Bone Town may not be able to build it. ”

"Hehe, that's not necessarily!"

There were also some old mercenaries who were stationed in Dry Bones Town, and after thinking of the dilapidated foundry, they let out a sneer.

But no matter what, with the fingers of these good deeds, Li Gongzi and his chilling sword also fell into the eyes of the one at the forefront, the bearded captain.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Captain Qiu also had some interest in this young man who was holding the Jinghan Sword, and couldn't help but take the initiative to come over.

"Captain, the little name is Lihao!"

Different from the arrogance when facing Su Sheng, Li Hao has a very humble attitude and seems to be very literate when facing these mercenaries who are not weaker than him.

Seeing that this Lihao not only has a good weapon, but also behaves very decently, and his cultivation is also good.

Most of the current team of mercenaries are in the late stage of Ziling, that is, between the seventh level of Ziling and the ninth level of Ziling.

And the cultivation of the eighth level of Li Hao Ziling, in the entire mercenary team, can be regarded as middle and upper-class.

Captain Beard's eyes suddenly brightened a lot.

Such young talents are very worth befriending, especially in advance.

"Okay, Lihao, I will promote you to the vice captain of the demon hunting team now, and the striker of this demon hunt is you. With the quality of your sword, it will definitely cause a lot of restraint to the demonic beasts, and the lives of our people can be guaranteed a little more. ”

Captain Qiu Xu directly raised Lihao's identity to a higher level, and the meaning of friendship is very obvious.

The most important thing is Captain Xu's words, which suddenly increased Lihao's prestige a lot.

Sure enough, the other mercenaries, after listening to Captain Beard's words, looked at Li Hao again, and there was a little more respect in their eyes.

The deputy captain of this temporary mercenary group, although it is a fictitious position, is also a manager after all. Moreover, when the prey is distributed at the end, you can also get an extra share, which is still very attractive to ordinary team members.

"Thank you, captain, Lihao will definitely do his best. Li Hao also patted his chest excitedly at this time and promised

In addition to being excited, Li Hao also took a few more looks, and the Jinghan Sword in his hand was repaired as bright as new, and the color on his face also increased a few points.

"Alright, let's go!"

Next, with Captain Beard's order, a mercenary team of more than ten people left the Demon Hunting Square in a blink of an eye and headed towards the misty forest outside Dry Bone Town.

A few days later, the crowd had also completely penetrated into the Misty Forest.

It was on this morning that they finally met their first opponent after entering the Misty Forest.

A white-haired giant toothed tiger with the pinnacle strength of the first order.

"Roaring ......"

When this demon tiger found out that this team of mercenaries had broken into its territory, it immediately opened its pair of half-zhang long giant fangs, and roared at more than a dozen mercenary members.

Hearing the tiger roar from this demon tiger, some of the slightly younger mercenary team members, their hands holding their swords, began to tremble slightly.

Even some experienced mercenaries immediately threw inquiring glances at the captain of the beard who was the leader.

'To fight or to withdraw?'

Tiger demonic beasts are generally infinitely powerful, and among the first-order demonic beasts, they are very difficult to deal with.

Generally speaking, it would take more than three sub-spirits to barely deal with an ordinary first-order demonic beast in the late stage of spiritual cultivation.

But when encountering tiger monsters, it may take twice as many people to deal with them.

And this demon tiger that everyone encountered, the aura was even more at the peak of the first order, and it was even more difficult to deal with.

Now this team of mercenaries, although there are a lot of them, and their strength is basically in the late stage of Ziling, everyone is still very afraid of this first-order peak demon tiger.

"Captain, can you withdraw?" someone simply asked

However, after thinking about it for a while, Captain Beard gritted his teeth again, and said with a horizontal heart, "Vice Captain Lihao, I will use your sword to first abolish one of the claws of this beast and limit its speed, and the others will trap this beast for me." ”

"This time, why do you have a big ticket, and let the gang in Dry Bone Town see their strength. Captain Beard said viciously again

And the reason why Captain Qiu Xu specially instructed Li Hao was also because Li Hao's weapons were one of the reasons why he was willing to fight for this vote.

Seeing that the captain opened his mouth, although the others were embarrassed, they all gritted their teeth and nodded.

Moreover, Lihao's sword did give them a little confidence.

"Good!"

After everyone shouted in unison, more than a dozen mercenaries immediately dispersed and surrounded this white-haired giant toothed tiger at the peak of the first order.

And Li Hao, who had a cold sword, was the first to bear the brunt, standing directly opposite the white-haired giant toothed tiger.

It's not that he wants to show off anything, but the Jinghan Sword in his hand is too eye-catching and has attracted the attention of this demon tiger.

The necessary condition for the survival of Warcraft is to fight, so they are naturally sensitive to dangerous things, and the cold air on Lihao's sword also makes it feel a little jealous.

"Listen to me, the most important thing now is to create an opportunity for the vice-captain to attack. Captain Beard also began to take command at this time

When these mercenaries surrounded the Demon Tiger's formation, the ferocity of this white-haired giant toothed tiger was also completely stimulated.

Li Hao, who bore the brunt of the attack, suddenly became the target of this demon tiger's venting.

"Roaring ......"

With the roar of the tiger, the white demon tiger that jumped in the air also stretched out, and its pair of hill-like front claws directly grabbed Li Hao in front of him.

Looking at this formation, if you are directly hit by it, even if you don't die, you will be disabled.

"Vice-captain, be careful. ”

Seeing that this demon tiger was too powerful, some old mercenaries immediately reminded Li Hao.

And Lihao, who bore the brunt of the attack, although he also felt a strong crisis, but when he thought that this was his first battle as the vice captain, it was the battle to establish his personal prestige, and he must not weaken the momentum.

Moreover, with the help of his sword and the restraint of everyone, Lihao couldn't help but feel his heart.

"Hmph, brute, let you taste the power of my Essence Sword!"

Li Hao snorted secretly, and the Essence Cold Sword, which had been urged by him to the extreme, also met the tiger palm of this demon tiger.

On the originally clear blade of the sword, even a thin layer of frost condensed at this time, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Li Hao is confident that this sword can definitely hurt the opponent's tiger palm.

As long as he can hurt the tiger paw of this demon tiger, even if he himself is injured a little, it is worth it.

As long as he injured the tiger's paw, it limited the speed of this demon tiger. Next, relying on the advantage of numbers, constantly harassing and attacking, this demon tiger will definitely die.

And when the time comes, his injury will make everyone more convinced of him.

As the saying goes, wealth and wealth are in danger, and Lihao also decided to fight for this.