Chapter 451: Mid-grade Spirit Stone

Otherwise, relying on Lao Zhu Guoshu himself, I am afraid that he will not be able to condense the demon soul for two thousand years!

The plant spirit with the demon soul is really different from the others, just like a mortal has the posture of cultivating immortals, and the future is promising.

In addition, Qingyan is a vermilion fruit tree, and he is not good at fighting, so he does not have much pressure on the side of Steel City.

The Fog King didn't mention this matter again, knowing that the Son of God didn't want to be exposed, he did his best, and told the black collar that no one could see it.

Su Luo asked the Fog King to lead the way and went to the spirit stone mine below, and he didn't over-exploit it, because the core spirit veins would grow, and there would be a lot of spirit stones around it, with different qualities.

"It's not easy for you to nurture the core spirit vein, the spirit stones on the periphery, prepare thirty boxes for me, walk outside, deal with those little people, this kind of low-level spirit stone is the best."

Su Luo looked disdainful.

The Fog King didn't doubt it, and he didn't feel that Su Luo was the person opposite him at all.

The people on the other side were poorer than them, not to mention Su Luo's unpredictable means, which could help Qingyan condense the demon soul and set up a large spirit gathering array.

If it had been on the other side, it would have been arranged a long time ago, right?

Soon, thirty half-person-high jade boxes made Su Luo speechless for a long time, the fog king was really honest enough, and he filled thirty large boxes with one mouth, and it is estimated that he even got the reserve spirit stones!

The King of Fog pondered: "Your Highness, have you seen enough, if you don't wait a few days, I will order someone to mine overnight, prepare more for you, when you go out, you are a son of God, and the things on your body must be amazing treasures, not to be exposed, after all, the treasures are moving!" ”

"That's right, that's why I used two thousand-year-old elixirs to exchange for a pair of armor."

Su Luo opened his mouth and pointed to the set of things he was wearing.

The Mist King was dumbfounded and said, "Qian...... Millennial elixir? Your Highness, tell me, where did you exchange, I led someone to kill you, and I dared to deceive you, I will kill his entire clan! ”

"You say I'm expensive?" Su Luo frowned slightly.

The Mist King blushed, and found that no matter how he answered, it was a little ugly for Miko, and immediately whispered, "It's a bit expensive!" ”

"If you settle accounts after the autumn, you will lose the face of the Protoss, so there is no need to care." Su Luo waved his hand and put away thirty boxes of spirit stones.

Ten boxes of medium-grade spirit stones, twenty boxes of lower-grade spirit stones, the value is amazing!

Each box is ten thousand spirit stones, which is a small gift prepared by the fog king.

In fact, the Fog King is more eager in his heart to get Su Luo's guidance like Qingyan.

Su Luo saw his thoughts, and muttered: "You are not like Qingyan, she has accumulated five or six hundred years and once it explodes, the progress will be so amazing." ”

"Bai Wu understands, to my realm, it is also accumulating, mainly the accumulation of blood and qi!" Bai Wu was still a little disappointed in his heart.

Su Luo pointed and said: "The accumulation of blood and qi lies in the forging body, the body is like a container, the stronger the body, the more vigorous the blood and qi, I have been playing here for a while, I have time to recall, can you sort out a forging method for you." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The Fog King was overjoyed, knowing that the products produced by the Protoss must be the best of the best.

He really wanted Su Luo to live here in the future, even if he served this eldest young master all day long, he would be a hundred happy.

But there is no way he can restrict Su Luo's freedom!

Su Luo got up and left, and the King of Fog sent it all the way to the gate of the city, not daring to send it again.

Sent out of the city gate, that will not expose Su Luo's identity, it is estimated that it will not take half a day to spread all around, Su Luo is terrible, and the fog king will personally send him.

The Mist King turned back, looked at Qingyan in the tree, and said softly: "Qingyan, this is your creation, the Son of God will help you give birth to a demon soul, and the transformation is hopeful!" ”

"Well, the Son of God has the grace of reinvention for me, we should listen to the orders of the Son of God, garrison our White Mist City, concentrate on cultivation, and no longer have to be pawns of the Heavenly Providence Dynasty." The green smoke branches and leaves are emerald like emeralds.

The Mist King nodded, of course he would follow Su Luo's instructions, the Heavenly Providence Dynasty lied to him, saying that there were divine medicines and divine skills in the land of gods outside, which could allow him to break through the original realm.

Miko didn't say it was false, but he said that the truth was far from what he thought.

Besides, the Divine Son promised that next time he came over, he would send him to practice the method, and the fog king would still work hard, with Qingyan by his side to help, there would be no shortage of resources, and it wouldn't take long for him to have a cultivation method, so he didn't have to fight with his life.

The bastard king on the other side is a ruthless stubble!

Outside the city, Su Luo swaggered out, and everyone in the city protection corps automatically lowered their heads, not daring to kneel down to reveal Su Luo's identity, but no one dared to raise their heads and look at each other.

This is the rule that bloodline determines the superiority and inferiority!

Su Luo was respectfully invited in, and in the blink of an eye, he was personally sent out by the King of Fog, and Ming Yan and Mo Rulong had been waiting for many days.

Ten miles outside the city.

Ming Yan said with admiration on his face: "Su Luo, Brother Su, Uncle Su, please teach me the indigenous language, I want to go into the city to fool those fools!" ”

"You go in with this breath, saying that you are the king of heaven, and the other side dares to chop you!" Mo Rulong's eyes were disdainful.

Ming Yan's eyes were extremely red, he was really envious and jealous of Su Luo, look at the people who were mixed, and entered from the main gate, the King of Fog personally greeted him and bowed, and after a few days of eating and drinking, he broke through the cultivation, and then came out openly.

He and Mo Rulong were looking outside for three or four days, and their hungry stomachs were pantothenic.

Ming Yan inquired curiously: "How much benefit will I get this time?" ”

"The fruit of that old spirit fruit tree tastes good, and the Mist King gave me dozens of boxes of spirit stones." Su Luo spoke calmly.

Ming Yan's eyes widened and said, ", send you dozens of boxes of spirit stones?" ”

"How big is the box?" Mo Rulong was also curious.

Su Luo waved his hand and took out a box, a half-human-high box, which contained six diamond-shaped spirit stones, like diamonds.

Ming Yan's eyes were red and said: "With such a big box, that old thing of the Fog King lacks a heart!" ”

"Such a big box, dozens of boxes were sent to you?" Mo Rulong was shocked.

Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, equivalent to hundreds of thousands of credits!

This ticket is making a lot of money again!

And you don't have to fight hard, you can get so many spirit stones in one trip.

Ming's eyes were red, and it was not too heavy to hold the box, so he ran away, obviously planning to swallow it.

Mo Rulong didn't say a word, he followed up directly, and made it clear that he wanted to share the spoils!

Su Luo smiled indifferently, two second goods, there are still dozens of boxes on him!

Su Luo didn't care about this box of spirit stones, and when he took it out, he knew that it was a meat bun beating a dog, and there was no return.

The servants came out together, Su Luo ate meat, and gave them some soup, especially the thorn like Ming Yan, who didn't give benefits to the leader.

Instead of letting him wander around outside and go out to find the elixir by himself, Su Luo should keep it by his side, at least in case of danger, Su Luo can save him.

If he hangs up, he won't be able to explain to Ming Xuan.

Ming Yan had never seen so many spirit stones, Mo Rulong and the two of them were divided in half, five thousand for each person.

The three of them would meet in Steel City together, and Su Luo suddenly asked, "What is the exchange rate of middle-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones?" ”

"The market price is one to one hundred, but no one will change it, the medium-grade spirit stone is easy to carry, and the spiritual energy contained in it is more pure and thick, and one piece can be exchanged for the lowest grade elixir!"

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