Chapter 232: Made in China

Lian Bu is worthy of being recruited by Bai Jingyu and staying.

It was only a slight turn of his mind that he understood, "My lord, you want them to know that you have bought a large number of fourth-level elixirs." ”

Seeing that Lian Bu had specially accentuated the fourth-level elixir, Ling Zhi smiled with satisfaction.

"It's strange, how could Brother Bai be such an upright person, how could he leave such a person like you under him. Ling Zhi laughed.

"Hehe," Lian Bu touched his head and laughed, "My lord, there are always some things that require some different people, do it, do it, do it, do it." ”

Ling Zhi waved his hand outward, "Okay, go help me get this done." All the elixirs, no matter what price you buy them, only need to report to me at the market price, and the extra part will be rewarded to you. ”

"Thank you, thank you, sir. Lian Bu hesitated for a moment, and then thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

How many things can you buy with 100,000 spirit stones? Lian Bu believes that with his social circle, he can save at least nearly 10% of the spirit stones on this trip.

That's a whole 10,000 spirit stones, and he was still wondering if he wanted to extract some meager spirit stones for his own cultivation.

As a result, he found that the young man in front of him didn't look down on this ten thousand spirit stone at all.

It wasn't until Lian Bu left that Ling Zhifang fell silent and began to quietly examine his current situation.

Bai Jingyu's injury, the medium-sized family Ding family, the unique situation of Owl Island, the identity of the alchemy master, and so on. In this short period of time, everything changes almost instantaneously.

Although he is powerful, he is only powerful in physical realm, and in a medium-sized family with an artistic conception to sit down, on Owl Island, he must be extremely careful.

Now it is not comparable to in the Fallen Leaf Sect, if he provokes those strong people with artistic conception, he can only resist by himself.

We must act with great care and prudence.

"Bai Jingyu's injury, with the support of the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, should be able to remain unharmed for half a year to a year. But after all, he is a ninth-layer realm martial artist, and he is afraid that he is only half a step away before he can start condensing his soul body. Dragging like this is an invisible harm after all. ”

"But refining the Ninth Transformation Soul Pill requires the level of a fifth-level alchemist, and I have just broken through to a fourth-level alchemist now, the fastest, it is estimated that it will take a few months, and if it goes well, I can start to break through to the next level." Let's secretly look for the place where the Owl Tail Cave Mansion is located first, and make some preparations in advance. ”

"As long as my identity as an alchemy master spreads out, it will definitely attract the attention of some turmoil and forces, and when the time comes, I will find a way to find out about the Ocean Crystal, or some news about that incident five years ago. ”

Ling Zhi sat there, quietly, and went through this one thing in his mind.

Sometimes, a warrior must have momentum, and it is not good to take care of the head and tail, but sometimes, thinking twice is the most correct choice.

"And this thing!"

Ling Zhi let out a low snort, flipped his hand from the ring, and took out the Soul Whip.

This is the weapon he got from Ding Fei, this thing is really strange, Bai Jingyu is because of this thing, in front of Ding Fei, he has no power to fight back.

Since Ling Zhi got it, he had also searched in the Dragon Soul Memories for a while, but he didn't get any memories of this part.

I don't know if it's caused by the mutilation of the dragon soul's memory, or if it's because this thing is too peculiar.

"It's not a form soldier, it's not a horcrux, but it's a weapon that can attack the soul power of a martial artist, what is it?" Ling Zhi took out the soul whip and carefully observed and groped.

The Soul Whip now only has the eighth section, and the ninth section can still be used, which means that the Soul Whip can only be used six more times.

Thinking of being wasted four opportunities by Ding Fei at the last moment, Ling Zhi felt inexplicably distressed.

He is not afraid of others attacking his soul power, but it doesn't mean that others are not afraid, if the next time he encounters a strong person with artistic conception to attack him, he takes advantage of his unpreparedness and suddenly pulls out a whip, thinking that the effect will be excellent.

This is simply a big killer that can cross the physical environment and artistic conception.

Ling Zhi could almost predict that the head of the previous generation of the Ding family, Ding Chengyang, was distressed and angry when he learned about it.

Flipping the Soul Whip in his hand, Ling Zhi carefully observed it.

Some unique patterns climbed like spider webs on top of this dark whip, engraved on them, Ling Zhi didn't understand the spirit array, so he couldn't even distinguish the direction of these lines.

After staring at the Soul Whip for a while, Ling Zhi's eyes suddenly shrank, and he reached out and stroked the Soul Whip in disbelief.

He reached out and rubbed it over the place where the whip was held, and here, too, there were some lines, but they were not intertwined with the lines on the whip.

After lowering his head and carefully identifying it for a long time, Ling Zhi even took a cup of tea from the table, dipped his fingers in the water, and sketched it on the table according to the lines.

The lines are not noticeable on the dark whip.

Ling Zhi sketched for a long time before rubbing it down.

When he took his eyes off the Soul Whip and placed it on a pattern he had drawn, Ling Zhi was dumbfounded.

Because where is this still a pattern, this is clearly two words, one of which is the shape of the oracle bone inscription, the word "Xia".

In the ancient Zhou Dynasty, the word "Xia" referred to China, and later there were written records that taming "Xia" referred to Chinese people.

Although he didn't know another word, Ling Zhi happened to recognize this word.

It's just that the girl he had a crush on in high school has the word "Xia" in his name, and the young man naturally understands this word thoroughly.

But I don't want to, it will come up at this time.

"After doing it for a long time, this soul whip turned out to be made in China?" Ling Zhi was stunned again and couldn't close his mouth.

Who would have thought that this strange weapon was actually made by the Chinese.

I just don't know which god has crossed over to the reincarnation star.

"Fallen Leaf Sect, Thunder City, Boundless Sea. I've been to the most remote places, but it's the grand occasion of various planets, the center of Xuanzhou, which I have never been able to see. Thinking of this, Ling Zhi said a little depressed.

Ling Zhi put the soul whip on the table, "In ancient Chinese legends, there is also a god-level weapon, called the god whip, which is in the list of gods, Jiang Ziya can whip the gods and destroy the demons and evil spirits. This thing can't be the power of some ancestor, referring to the whip of the gods, imitating the copycat whips of the gods, right?"

In Chinese legends, the whip occupies a considerable position, and no one can ignore it.

In the same way, soul power can also be called divine consciousness, divine soul, soul whip, and to some extent, it can also be called divine whip.

"Could it really be that it can't be done?" Rubbing this soul whip with a limit on the number of times it can be used, Ling Zhi smiled, "Yes, this is very Chinese!"