Chapter Seventy-Eight: Inscriptions!
Out of the VIP area, I came to the medicinal herb pill counter in the front hall.
Xiao Chen chose some medicinal materials, which were used for Xiao Chen to enter the junior alchemist to practice, and asked for three catties of hundred-year-old aconitum blood ginseng and three hundred-year-old wood blood grass.
"Childe, you.... I'm sure it's a hundred years!That's 30,000 catties!" the guy said stunned.
Xiaochen nodded and lit up the Jin Manlou VIP card in his hand, the guy's eyes lit up, and said, "Okay!
Just as Xiaochen was waiting for the guys to pack, two light years came in from outside the "Welcome Ke Danxing".
"Brother Lin Kai, you should be able to break through the Ning Yuan Realm by buying Huang Teng blood ginseng this time. The gray-clothed young man said enviously.
"Hehe, almost, I'll be able to enter the inner mansion by then. The purple-clothed young man beside the gray-clothed young man smiled with a firm smile in his eyes.
"I heard that the night before yesterday, it was a child with a foreign clan who injured you?" asked the young man beside Lin Hong.
Lin Hong nodded and said: "That's right, it's a shame, it's just a little deflated person from the tribe who has no one in his eyes, relying on his own strength, beating the children of his own clan, it's really arrogant." ”
The two young men walked inside as they spoke, and Xiaochen glanced at it, a little familiar.
Lin Hong said with a lewd smile: "Hehe, but there is a woman beside him whose beauty and figure are no less than the four beauties of Yangnan County. ”
The young man raised his eyebrows subtly when he heard Lin Hong say about women, although he covered it up well, it did not escape Xiaochen's eyes.
Xiaochen took a closer look at the gray-clothed young man, it turned out to be Lin Hong, there was also a young man in purple clothes standing beside him, looking at Lin Hong standing on the right back side of this person, Xiaochen's eyes narrowed, Lin Hong actually respected him very much.
What is this person's identity?
Looking at Lin Hong's already healed arm, is it okay to have such a piece?
Also, although breaking his arm did not completely shatter the bones, obtaining a high-grade healing pill in his identity would soon heal the broken arm. Thinking of this, Xiaochen was relieved, having resources is convenient.
Shaking his head, he turned his head and waited for the guy to pack the herbs.
Suddenly, Lin Hong noticed a familiar back, and after a closer look, he saw that Xiaochen was also doing this Danxing, and he was slightly surprised, and then his eyes became very cold, and he snorted coldly.
"Humph!"
Xiaochen only felt a cold breath lock on him, and he heard a cold snort.
"Xiaochen, why are you here? This is not the place for you to come!"
"You have a grudge against him?"
Lin Kai looked at the back and asked Lin Hong.
"That's right, it's him! ”
Lin Hong stared at Xiaochen with disdain and said, he has already checked the bottom of Xiaochen carefully, that is, there is a family of soil buns, there is no back to speak of, he has a way to deal with this soil buns, even if the family blames it, what is the use, he is just a child of a clan who has just entered the foreign mansion, or a child with a foreign surname, how can the family punish the child of his own clan surnamed Lin.
Xiaochen sighed helplessly and said, "You can come, why can't I?"
Lin Hong sneered, "My son is here to buy, why are you here? Buy pills and medicinal materials? Hmph, do you have any money!"
Xiaochen felt inexplicable, and snorted coldly: "You are too wide, what does it have to do with you when I buy things." Even if it's a pick-up, you can take care of it?"
Lin Cong drank coldly: "Bastard, it's really a shame for the Lin family!"
Xiaochen shrugged helplessly, embarrassed?
Xiaochen shook his head, his ears were almost out of the cocoon, and he said coldly: "Tribe, clan, in your eyes, are all people outside your own clan all dirt buns, hillbillies?
Lin Hong stared at Xiaochen with big eyes and said disdainfully: "Hmph, that's right, you will always be dirt buns in my eyes!
"Hehe, you say so, this is to buckle him to look down on all the tribes, this pot is a bit big, he can't afford it. ”
The purple-clothed young man stared at Xiaochen Dao.
The voice was like a spring breeze, although there was no hostility towards this person from the tone and expression, but Xiaochen knew in his heart that this person was not a decent gentleman, but just good at disguise.
looked at Xiaochen without smiling, "Shopkeeper, bring me five catties of forty-year-old Huang Teng blood ginseng." ”
A pound of Huangteng blood ginseng is 10,000 taels, although the price is expensive, it can have a strong effect and can improve the monk's
After speaking, he hugged Xiaochen as if showing off, and it was obvious that he was saying, can you afford it!
"Honorable guest, this is your medicinal herbs, a total of one thousand taels and taels. ”
The guy took a package of medicinal herbs and said.
"Hahaha, you're only going to have to buy some bargains. ”
Lin Hong sneered.
Xiaochen shrugged his shoulders and ignored Lin Hong, and the guy behind the counter took two more packages, "Dear distinguished guest, you have erased the fraction of more than 1,000 taels, a total of 150,000 taels." ”
What one hundred and fifty thousand taels!
Lin Hong was stunned
Lin Kai was also stunned, "Is it such a rich bun?"
Xiaochen glanced at the two of them and walked out of Danxing.
Lin Hong looked at Xiaochen who walked out, his face was gloomy, and his heart was extremely angry, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and said with a hideous face: "Bastard, let me lose face, you dirty bun, wait." ”
Xiaochen walked down the street, swish, and a small white shadow burst out of his arms.
It was the little spirit fox, and before going out, he stuffed the little spirit fox into his arms, and when he came out to breathe, he didn't think that he would jump out. Xiaochen stopped, "This little guy, come back quickly." ”
Xiaochen caught up with the little spirit fox, picked it up, stuffed it into his arms, and looked at the black, one foot high, and two-foot wide column erected at the crossroads.
The column is very simple, it is iron, and the special thing is that the end of the column is engraved with the words "third-level inscription master Hu Long's carving".
The lines engraved on this pillar are inscriptions!
Xiaochen subconsciously thought of the black iron sheet, whether the lines on the black iron sheet were inscriptions!
Inscription, how to crack this?
"That's right, inscription!"
Emperor Dan of the Feather Dragon is the great master of inscriptions, and the inscriptions are depicted superbly, and from ancient times to the present, due to some reasons, there are fewer and fewer people who know how to write inscriptions, and the status of inscriptions is getting higher and higher.
Inscriptions are generally engraved on personal objects and weapons and armor, and there are also alchemists who use the power of inscriptions to assist in refining pills, and they can also use inscriptions to refine weapons......
The depiction on the weapon armor can increase the power of the weapon, the defensive power of the armor, the inscription can also attack, and the natural power of the heaven and the earth can be depicted to attract the power of the heaven and the earth to attack.
Anything engraved with an inscription will have a strange "power" attached to it.
These powers, strange and strange, have no specific distinction, and once the power is released, the inscription will be consumed.
If one of the two warriors with the same cultivation has an inscription battle talisman, and an attack inscription is unexpectedly triggered during the fight, then the fate of his opponent can be imagined.
Xiaochen browsed the memory of the Feather Dragon Dandi for the inscription technique, and during the search, Xiaochen learned about a vast world, inscriptions, and a mysterious door slowly opened to Xiaochen.
Find several simple and practical inscriptions.
It was discovered that the lines depicted on this piece of black iron were actually a kind of "hidden inscription".
This piece of black iron is really not simple.