It's just that Ling Feng has heard of this kind of exercise, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and no one in ten thousand can refine it, even after it is completed, it will also suffer from the invasion of toxins into the meridians all year round. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Slowly, Ling Feng closed the book, gave it back to the old man, shook his head and said, "Senior, this book is not suitable for me. ”

The old man took back the book, and took out a book that looked very new, like a freshly revised one, called "Clear Blood and Bone Salivation", Ling Feng took it, and after reading it, he frowned, this old man didn't want to exchange it sincerely, since he offered a high price of five million spirit stones, then he should come up with something that satisfies Ling Feng.

This book is another extremely evil exercise, hiding toxins in the bone marrow and using them to harm people, if it is counterattacked, then the consequences are far more serious than the side effects of the nameless book.

Ling Feng returned "Clear Blood and Bone Salivation" to the old man, and said: "Senior, you pay attention to sincerity in business, you are like this, I'm afraid that I won't be able to find a book that satisfies me until tomorrow morning, right?" ”

The old man suddenly smiled weirdly, his left palm shook out, and the palm force was surging, bringing up a gust of wind, and the door hidden in the wall behind Lingfeng slammed shut.

"Young man, I just want to think about your vision, so it seems that your vision is not bad, and I like to do business with people like you." The old man stared at Lingfeng and said.

Ling Feng's face was expressionless, and he also stared at the old man all the time, "Senior, now that you have blocked the space, I'm afraid that any movement in the house can't be transmitted, right?" ”

The old man smiled gloomily again and said, "Young man, don't be afraid, I'm just a businessman. The old man tapped the wall with his long smoking gun, his mouth moving slightly.

"The wall has ears!" Ling Feng saw the words that the old man said, and said secretly.

Seeing that Lingfeng seemed to be enlightened, the old man nodded, slowly took out a wooden box from his sleeve, and handed it to Lingfeng.

After taking the wooden box and opening it, a very well-preserved ancient book bound entirely by high-quality gold thread, green skin, and very well preserved appeared in front of Ling Feng.

Lingfeng of "Qijin Incineration Record" was attracted by the title of the book at first glance, and when he opened it, the content of the first page talked about how to use ordinary metal and cooperate with other materials to create a new material.

After only reading the first page, Ling Feng already knew what kind of book it was.

There are countless precious materials in the world, even if they are several ordinary materials, mixed together, they will also change, and if the proportion used is different, it will produce completely different hardness, stiffness to find the substance, and even, it will completely change the properties of the main material.

This "Strange Gold Incineration Record" is about the method of alchemy and forging, and it is an ancient strange book, and its value is not comparable to "The General Theory of Ten Thousand Poisons" at all.

Covering the box, Ling Feng took a deep breath and said softly, "Please ask the seniors to make a price." ”

The old man just looked at Ling Feng, he had already concluded that this young man would definitely be interested in this "Qijin Incineration Record", so he was not in a hurry to make a bid, he wanted to see what the limit of this young man could be, his pharmacy was not an auction house, there would be no guests to help raise the price, but he was the one who fixed the hammer, as long as he nodded, that thing was the young man's.

He's a businessman, so he naturally wants to sell as much as possible.

For a long time, the old man was still smoking the big smoking gun, as if the tobacco in it would never be finished, and his nostrils were spewing smoke, as if he had completely ignored the existence of Lingfeng.

And Lingfeng didn't know what the old man meant, he was waiting, Lingfeng gave a price that satisfied him, but Lingfeng just gently put the box containing "Qijin Incineration Record" back into the old man's arms, holding his chest with both hands, and stood quietly aside, as if he was the old man's thug, like a stake.

Since the old man wants to consume, then Lingfeng is not to be outdone.

Finally, the old man opened his eyes, glanced at Ling Feng, and was secretly surprised by Ling Feng's endurance, since he liked that thing, he said the price that satisfied the old man, and the old man seemed to have forgotten that the thing was his, and he was the one who should make the price.

It wasn't until dusk that the light in the hut became dim, and the old man finally couldn't hold it anymore and asked, "Young man, how much can you think of to add?" ”

Ling Feng put down his hands and said lightly: "The thing belongs to the seniors, and I ask the seniors to make a price, so that the juniors can guess the value of this thing by themselves." ”

The old man knocked off the cigarette ash from the big cigarette gun and spilled it all over the ground, and the ash twisted and swam on the ground, and finally converged into a number.

Million!

Ling Feng stared at the soot on the ground, secretly admiring the strength of the old man, and at the same time, he was also surprised, although this book is a strange book, it is not worth 50 million spirit stones at all, this old man is obviously deliberately raising the price.

The corners of Ling Feng's eyes twitched slightly, and he laughed dryly, and said, "Senior, even if you sell all the clothes on my body, you can't exchange it for this copy of "Qijin Incineration Record", I think you should sell it to others." ”

The old man shook his head, as if he thought that the "Qijin Incineration Record" was worth 50 million spirit stones, and he was also very calm and did not speak.

Seeing this, Ling Feng immediately turned around and stretched out his left hand, wanting to break the spatial blockade, although the book was precious, it was not worth the price, he didn't have to spend so many spirit stones to buy it.

"Wait!" The old man finally spoke, "Young man, how much do you want?" ”

Ling Feng turned around and stretched out a finger.

The soot on the ground twisted and turned into a number.

Ten million, followed by a big question mark.

The old man looked at Lingfeng, his eyes narrowed slightly, this young man's price suppression was even more ruthless than the middle-aged man who came a few days ago, and 50 million things came to him, and they directly became 10 million.

"The back waves push the front waves." The old man said sarcastically, "My thing is far more than this price, so you better go." ”

After speaking, the old man closed his eyes.

Ling Feng waited for a while, and when he saw that the old man didn't react, he thought that the price he offered was beyond the limit that the old man could accept, so he said, "Add another five million." ”

The old man didn't react.

"Twenty million."

The old man didn't react.

"Twenty-five million."

The old man opened his eyes, glanced at Ling Feng, and shook his head.

At this time, Lingfeng's palms were already sweating, twenty-five million spirit stones, for him, it was already a very large number, if he didn't do it again, he really had to give up.

"Add another two million, no more." Ling Feng took a deep breath and said slowly.

The old man shook his head.

This time, Ling Feng didn't pause, and walked directly to the door, breaking the space blockade and opening the door.

"Take it." The old man's hoarse voice rang out.

Lingfeng frowned slightly, and said secretly, did he give it a lot? However, now, it was too late to regret it, he couldn't help sighing, he didn't often go to places like Qianzhuang, for such a thing as bidding, since he couldn't see any color, he paid 27 million spirit stones, Lingfeng put away the "Qijin Incineration Record", bought some necessary poison materials, and went out of the pharmacy.

It was dark and there was no moon.

Most of the shops around are closed, but unlike ordinary shops, even if they are closed, lanterns are lit in front of the plaques, and the surroundings are pitch black.

There were only a few lights flickering in the darkness, and among them, there was the stone shop that Lingfeng had been to.

When Ling Feng entered the store, the bloated boss was already packing up his things and preparing to close the door, and when he saw Ling Feng, he was a little surprised, "It's you?" What is needed this time? ”

The boss didn't expect that when he was about to close, a very familiar person came, and the people who do business on this street basically have the ability to remember it, so the boss thought about it and recognized Lingfeng.

"Does the boss remember me?" Ling Feng was surprised.

The boss nodded and said, "Naturally, I remember, I remember all the guests who came to me." ”

"Admire below." Ling Feng smiled and said.

The boss waved his hand and said, "This time, what do you need?" ”

Lingfeng didn't prepare around this time like Qingfeng did, didn't write a note, and directly dictated: "Nanshan poisonous miasma, love flowers and rain ......"

Said the names of more than ten kinds of poisonous stones in one breath, Lingfeng stopped, those poisonous stones, several of them were used by Qingfeng, Yuwen Jue and Lingfeng, and Lingfeng was also picked up by Lingfeng from "The General Theory of Ten Thousand Poisons", but he used them all.

The boss not only has the ability to never forget, but also can never forget, according to the order that Ling Feng said, he prepared the poison stone for him in turn, packed more than ten packages, and finally put it into a big bag, and threw it on the counter with a plop.

Lingfeng paid, put away the poison stone, and left the stone shop to the blacksmith shop.

Closed.

The sign was already hanging outside the store, but the lights were still on in the house, so Ling Feng pushed open the door and entered.

The sturdy blacksmith was a little surprised when he saw Ling Feng, "Guest officer, the shop has closed, let's come back tomorrow." ”

Ling Feng smiled and said, "What?" Shopkeeper, don't you know me? ”

The blacksmith looked at Lingfeng, sighed, and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

"It's me." Lingfeng Road.

"What do you need?" As soon as the blacksmith saw that it was Ling Feng, this powerhouse of the Tai Xuan Realm, he immediately put on the leather coat that had been hung on the shelf, and took out the tools, although it was closed, but he couldn't neglect Ling Feng, the guest.

"Please forgive me for the interruption." Lingfeng said embarrassedly.

The blacksmith immediately waved his hand and said, "Brother, don't say that, presumably you are the only one who has just arrived in Taichuan, so you will come at this hour." ”

Ling Feng nodded and said, "Yes, there was some delay on the way, so I came late." ”

"It's okay, what does the brother need to build? Just say. The blacksmith said.

Ling Feng took out two drawings, one was a flying knife with a very complex structure, with a three-layer structure, each layer had a bloodletting groove, and a groove for placing poison, but it was very thin and extremely difficult to build.

The other is a drawing of a soft sword, the structure is not complicated, but it is as thin as paper, and it is not easy to build.

The blacksmith looked at the drawings and immediately frowned, but he didn't expect that near night, such a difficult business would come.

"But what's the difficulty?" Ling Feng took a bag of spirit stones and put them on the table.

The blacksmith immediately shook his head and said, "It's really not easy to build these two things, I don't know how many you have to build?" ”

"Thirty planes, one soft sword is enough." Lingfeng Road.

"You give me some time, and I'll pick it up tomorrow morning." The blacksmith said.

Ling Feng nodded, it did take a lot of time to build those two weapons, he could have built them himself, but he had other things to do, so he had to come to this blacksmith.

Having entrusted the blacksmith with the task of forging throwing knives and soft swords, Lingfeng went to the ore shop again, bought high-quality fine iron, and left the street when the entire street was almost completely plunged into darkness.

The place he was going to was the same slum area he had been to that day.

The place is filthy and smelly, but it is very secluded and no one notices.

When Lingfeng arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw the old man again, because the old man's ears were not bright, Lingfeng had to shout at his slap, and gave the old man a few pieces of silver, and the old man staggered away, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

Ling Feng looked at the darkness in the distance, sighed and shook his head, such an old man, in this environment, it is really difficult for him to survive, but although Ling Feng sighed, he did not have pity.

In this world, people who are more miserable than this old man have all the pen and pen.

When he entered the house, he flickered the blue flame and lit the oil lamp, which had been damp.

The lights flickered, the oil popped, and finally stabilized.

The house was full of mosquitoes, rats were scurrying, Lingfeng sprinkled insect repellent powder, and drove away those annoying animals, only then did a flick of his fingers, and a large pile of herbs appeared on the table.

The first thing he had to do was to purify these poisonous herbs and make them into powders, but he didn't need to be as troublesome as a breeze.

Ling Feng is a half-hung alchemist.

The soul fire was steaming between his fingers, and there were constantly medicinal materials under the influence of spiritual power, thrown into the blue flames, and Lingfeng spent half an hour refining the herbs into pure poison powder, carefully wrapping them, and putting them into the space ring.

Then he took a step and went to the outhouse, took the bag on the ground, untied the rope, took out the tools for grinding the stone from it, took it to the inner room, and laid it on the table.

Grinding poison stones is not as good as refining medicine, Ling Feng has no shortcuts to take, he has to put on that pair of golden gloves, carefully mash the large pieces of poison stones, and then slowly grind them into powder, the whole process is boring and boring, and it needs to be very careful.

It took Ling Feng a full two hours to grind all the poison stones he bought into powder.

What to do here is the hardest part.

To make hidden weapons, the reason why Lingfeng asked the blacksmith to help him build soft swords and darts is because those two weapons are very common, and they will not attract unnecessary attention if they are found to build.

And what he was going to build now was the same Starburst, the same catkins, and the most intricate dart.

These three kinds of secret weapons are all unique secret weapons of the Jueyin Department, and their drawings belong to the top secret of Taibai Immortal Mountain and cannot be passed on, so Lingfeng chose to build it himself.

It's just that the last time Qingfeng taught Yuwen to build a secret weapon, Ling Feng's attention was all on the book "Ten Thousand Poisons", although he knew the steps to build, if he really practiced it, it would undoubtedly be a little stretched.

He's not really a blacksmith.

With a wry smile, Ling Feng took the container of refined iron melt, put it on the table, raised his right hand, and the blue soul fire steamed up, instantly reflecting the entire room into a brilliant blue.

Ling Feng stared at the blue flame on his palm, and with a move of his left hand, a piece of refined iron was thrown into the soul fire.

As soon as the fine iron entered the fire, it quickly turned red, and in just a few breaths, it completely melted into a mass of iron slurry that was floated up by spiritual power, and if you looked closely, there was a little black impurity in it.

Lingfeng divided the spiritual sense into several strands, carefully controlling the soul fire, and in the blue flame, there were small blue purple spikes, picking up those black impurities, and fell to the ground.

After removing the impurities, Ling Feng put away the soul fire and poured the iron paste into the container.

Grunt, scorching iron slurry bubbled in the container, hot vapor steaming up, and the air twisted under the light.

Ling Feng first glanced at the crimson blacksmith, and then at the Celestial Starburst drawings on the table.

Slowly attaching the spiritual power to his right hand, he reached into the container, dragging the iron slurry, and drawing a circular outline in the air.

At first, the refined iron that had turned into a liquid was still obedient in Ling Feng's hands, and he was outlining the Star Burst Star Mother completely according to his wishes, but later, because Ling Feng was doing the Star Burst for the first time, it was inevitable that there would be negligence, which led to the uneven force on the Star Mother, and the Star Mother, which was already round, was like being stabbed by someone, and a piece was raised from the left.

"Isn't this star mother having horns?" Ling Feng stared at the failed product, couldn't help laughing, and threw it casually, the star mother rolled on the ground a few times, stopped, and the hot temperature burned the ground with a sizzling sound, and white smoke rose.

Ling Feng only glanced at the Star Mother, and then summoned the soul fire and refined the refined iron.

As long as the Mother Star doesn't touch the door, the room won't burn.

Even if it burns, Lingfeng will also extinguish the fire as soon as possible, he doesn't want to waste any more time, and later, when making darts, he doesn't know how much time it will take, so he must hurry.

Next, Lingfeng failed three times in a row, and then he barely finished drawing the star mother, and now, Lingfeng finally realized Yuwen Due's original feelings, no wonder he would have a temper, and if he wants to build a complete sphere, he not only needs to perfectly control the iron pulp, but also maintain the concentration of good spiritual power, otherwise, the star mother created is either thick or thin, and it will not meet the requirements at all.

The reason why Starburst can burst is because the star mother is very brittle, just like an eggshell, and metal and eggshell are not two substances at all.

If these two conditions are not met, the created Star Mother, even if it falls to the ground with great force, it will only be like a hammer hitting an iron plate, and it will only produce a pit, but will not burst.