"Three hundred!" Mengfeng said lightly.

What Mo Qingyuan asked for was a high-grade earth-grade pill, although he didn't say that he wanted to respect the level of the Star Pill, but even if it was an ordinary earth-grade high-grade pill, refining it was not easy to achieve. Three hundred earth-grade high-grade pills would take Meng Feng nearly a month to refine.

If it was a normal time, it would be impossible to kill Mengfeng for Peiyuan Soul, such a thing would not cost so much.

"Little Brother Meng, you're not right! Three hundred pills, where is this enough for our huge Mo family?"

For what Meng Feng said, how could Mo Qingyuan easily agree? If he didn't bargain, the latter would not be an iron rooster.

"Eh, little brother Meng, we have something to say, you don't have to move and leave!" Seeing Meng Feng turn around again, Mo Qingyuan's face changed suddenly, and he didn't know how many times, he pulled the former back.

"Whew...", exhaling lightly, Mengfeng stared at Mo Qingyuan and said lightly: "Senior Mo, I respect you as a senior." I am willing to help you. But if you are so insincere, then Peiyuan Soul, I don't want it!"

"Okay, little brother Meng, then you can tell me the exact number. Although there are not very many people in our Mo family, there are tens of thousands of people. Among them, there are nearly 10,000 elite disciples. Three hundred is really too little. Hearing Mengfeng's words, Mo Qingyuan also understood that the other party's emotions had reached the limit, and if he challenged again. The former might just be gone, which he didn't want to see.

After all, Pei Yuan's soul is actually not that valuable to him. He was very willing to exchange this item for a batch of pills for their Mo family disciples to cultivate.

Like Mengfeng, who can propose such a large amount of elixir, it is estimated that there will only be such a one. It is basically impossible for him to come across such an opportunity in the future. Therefore, Mo Qingyuan, no matter what, will not be willing to let Mengfeng go easily. Otherwise, you will miss such a great opportunity.

"Five hundred, this is my bottom limit!" Mengfeng said lightly.

"Five hundred?" Mo Qingyuan hesitated for a moment before nodding, but as if he thought of something, he suddenly said: "But little brother Meng, these five hundred pills, the old man hopes to be at the level of the Venerable Star Pill......"

"Impossible!" expected that with the other party's temperament, he might say this, and Mengfeng directly refused without leaving any way.

The tone was full of determination. It seems that as long as the other party bargains for half a sentence, he will directly break up.

This made Mo Qingyuan shut up for a while.

After all, if the other party really left, then Mo Qingyuan would really have to cry.

Five hundred earth-grade high-grade pills, this price is not low, on the contrary, it is five or six times higher than the normal price of Peiyuan Soul. You must know that although Pei Yuan's soul is rare, in terms of real value, it can be compared to hundreds of ordinary high-grade pills, which is already the limit.

That is, taking advantage of Mengfeng's urgent need for this thing, otherwise, no one would be willing to agree to use five hundred earth-grade high-grade pills in exchange for a Peiyuan soul. Moreover, you must know that the dozen or so casting materials that Mengfeng helped him collect before were also precious and abnormal, and they could already be compared to hundreds of earth-grade high-grade pills.

Therefore, in real terms, what Meng Feng gave to Mo Qingyuan for the sake of Pei Yuan's soul was no less than the price of nearly a thousand earth-grade high-grade pills.

"Little Brother Meng, the old man actually has something else to do, and I want to ask you for help. At this time, Mo Qingyuan suddenly said again.

When Meng Feng heard this, he turned around without thinking about it and walked straight towards the door of the shop.

Mo Qingyuan's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to grab Meng Feng and said, "Little Brother Meng, can you listen to the old man first?"

After a pause, Mengfeng looked at each other indifferently.

Although Pei Yuan's soul is related to the treatment of Lu Qing'er. But that doesn't mean that he will be sent because of it.

"Little Brother Meng, can you take out the weapon you used in the duel with Meng Wu earlier and show it to the old man?" Mo Qingyuan said with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Meng Feng couldn't help frowning, he didn't know what the other party was selling, but he still took out the Spirit Gathering Knife according to his words.

Although the material of the Spirit Gathering Knife is not bad, it is cast with materials like Spirit Gathering Stone, but in any case, it is just a top-level spirit weapon. With Mo Qingyuan's status as a top-grade Heavenly Master-level caster, even if he is obsessed with wealth, he will not have a bad relationship with him for such a spiritual weapon.

"Sure enough!"

Holding the Spirit Gathering Knife, Mo Qingyuan looked at it twice, and suddenly a sound came out of his mouth.

Mengfeng was stunned for a moment, looking at each other with doubts in his eyes.

"Little Brother Meng, your knife should have been forged by a master caster, right?" I saw that Mo Qingyuan was also looking at him, and asked with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Meng Feng raised his eyebrows, but still nodded: "Hmm." ”

The Spirit Gathering Knife was given to Mengfeng by the old man, and it was originally just a high-level sharp weapon. It wasn't until later, with the help of Mengfeng's cheap second master, a middle-aged man who wore a dark red robe all day, that his Spirit Gathering Knife was integrated into the fire spirit and became a high-level spirit weapon.

"It's really amazing!" Mo Qingyuan said with admiration: "The one who forged this weapon for the second time for Little Brother Meng should be a very great master, right?"

"Uh..."Looking at Mo Qingyuan's eyes full of admiration, Mengfeng was a little stunned.

Regarding the dark red robe that the middle-aged man is a forger, Mengfeng also saw the former, and only knew that he had forged the Spirit Gathering Sword for the second time for him. Although the former had said many times that his casting level was NB, Mengfeng had always only thought that the former's casting level was almost great if he could have a low-grade Heavenly Master level.

And now from Mo Qingyuan's appearance, it can be seen that what the middle-aged man in the dark red robe said to him at the beginning did not seem to be completely bragging.

But if you think about it carefully, a space treasure like the Wanyin Pagoda can be cast in a middle-aged dark red robe. The latter's caster level could not be just an ordinary low-grade Heavenly Master-level caster?

In the past, Mengfeng always felt that he had no identity at all. But now that I think about it, his two masters are no worse than those so-called super forces. Needless to say, the old man said that Mengfeng was almost a ticket, and the other party was at least a heavenly alchemist, and it was very likely that he was an alchemist no less than the master of the Medicine Refining Pavilion and Nan Daozi.

Middle-aged in dark red robes, from Mo Qingyuan's appearance, it can be seen that he is at least a top-grade Heavenly Master-level caster, and it is estimated that he is more NB than the latter.

An alchemist who is no less than the strongest alchemist in the world, and a high-grade Heavenly Master-level caster. The weight of these two together is completely more than that of those super forces!

"In the future, whoever says that the master is a person with no background, the master will be in a hurry with whom!" For a while, Mengfeng couldn't help but think of it in his heart.

"Although this master's methods are very superb, I have to say that the material of your knife, little brother Meng, is very good. And the machine spirit is still a fire spirit that was born and raised. Mo Qingyuan said again at this time.

Hearing this, Mengfeng couldn't help but speak: "Senior Mo, what does it have to do with you wanting me to help you with other things?"

"In fact, long before this, the old man knew that Little Brother Meng had such a fire attribute spirit knife. And the casting materials that the old man asked the little brother to collect were for the little brother's spirit knife. As if he expected Mengfeng to ask this, he saw that the corners of Mo Qingyuan's mouth suddenly hooked up a trace of arc, and said with a light smile.

"Huh?"

Meng Feng squinted his eyes slightly, he was not stupid, he quickly guessed the other party's intentions, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "Could it be that Senior Mo wants to help the kid and forge the Spirit Gathering Sword again?"

"Not bad!" I saw Mo Qingyuan nodded, looked at Meng Feng and said: "Although this spirit knife is good, but with the current strength of Little Brother Meng, he still uses such a spirit weapon, he must have already felt that the power of this weapon is a little insufficient, right?"

"Hmm. Mengfeng nodded.

Indeed, after his sword momentum had the fifth weight, the Spirit Gathering Knife, as a spiritual weapon, could not be fully displayed at all, and his sword momentum was as sharp as it should be!

This also made his sword strength reach the fifth level, but because the weapon was slightly poor, he could not display it, and the strongest power of the fifth sword position.

It's just that because of his sword intent, he has long been fused with the Spirit Gathering Knife. If he was asked to change to a treasure-level knife, the effect would not necessarily be much better than continuing to use the Spirit Gathering Knife, or even worse.

For a swordsman, a knife that is in line with his heart is extremely important.

Unless it is really a last resort, ordinary swordsmen will not be willing to change to a saber that communicates with their hearts.

This point has also made Mengfeng feel quite distressed for a while now.

"The old man can help the little brother to forge this knife for the third time. And it is guaranteed that after forging it, the level of this knife will at least reach the treasure level. And it is the best treasure level. I don't know if the little brother Meng is interested?" Receiving Mengfeng's affirmation, Mo Qingyuan suddenly smiled.

"Isn't this nonsense?" said in his heart, and Mengfeng nodded busily on his face: "Of course!"

"But the old man needs Brother Meng's help again!" Mo Qingyuan said the purpose.

After a deep groan, Meng Feng said: "Senior Mo, please say, as long as it is not too outrageous, I will try my best to help." ”

In his opinion, Mo Qingyuan is so busy, maybe he wants another batch of pills. If this was the case, he wouldn't mind helping the other party refine an additional five hundred earth-grade high-grade pills, or even six or seven hundred. As long as he can raise his Spirit Gathering Blade to the next level, it's totally worth it!

"This favor, for Little Brother Meng, should be just a gesture!" Mo Qingyuan said with a smile.

Hearing this, the corners of Mengfeng's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he immediately thought of what the other party said before, 'the effort of raising his hands'!

"Please also ask Mo seniors, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

...... (To be continued)