"Bet on what?"

Without waiting for Luo Ling to speak, Liu Wan'er instantly became interested and looked curious.

"I'm not interested, Master Ben is very busy, and he doesn't have time to play with the children. ”

Luo Ling didn't look at him, he responded lightly, and lowered his head to eat and drink.

He was muttering in his heart, strange, since he came to the Atai tribe, there are always people who want to bet with me, and I am not a gambler! Qi Mei has a star refining furnace, and gambling is also a gamble, you are a little brat, what good things can you have?

Kids?

Hold the grass, who is the child of the two of us?

actually called himself Master Luo, making himself look like he was seventy or eighty!

Isn't it just bullying this son for not knowing how to refine medicine, what's the awe?

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and make you proud, and there will be a time when you cry and beg for mercy!

Wu Pianpian was so angry that she wanted to beat Luo Ling violently, but she still endured it, took out a gift box from her arms, took out a grass plant-like elixir from it, and said complacently: "Boy, don't be in a hurry to refuse, see what this is?"

The elixir exuded a strong spiritual aura, revealing a faint fragrance.

Luo Ling's expression changed slightly and he looked up.

"Ambergris!"

Luo Ling, Wu Feixue, and Liu Wan'er were all taken aback.

Ambergris is a second-order elixir, which can assist other medicinal materials to refine into Zhuyuan Pill, which can help the refining body realm improve the success rate of nearly three-thirds of the impact on the Zhuyuan Realm, and can also be refined into Zengyuan Pill, which is of great benefit to the Zhuyuan Realm and the Yuanquan Realm.

Although there are many benefits, this second-order elixir is extremely rare, and one plant can be sold for a high price of 100,000 taels of gold, and even then there is no market, and it is not available on the market at all.

The people of the Sahoo Wasteland generally used gold as their currency, and when it came to large amounts of gold, they replaced it with gold stamps of varying value.

The major tribes in the wasteland have their own money banks, which recognize each other, and the golden tickets are exchanged and deposited.

Wu Feixue was surprised: "Where did you get it from?"

Liu Wan'er was also surprised: "Brother Pianpian, it can't be stolen, right? ”

"Hehe, I don't steal or rob, it's pure luck. ”

Wu Pianpian looked complacent and deliberately sold a pass.

Wu Feixue scolded with a smile: "Shao Dese, tell my sister quickly, what's going on?"

Wu Pianpian said at this time: "This second-order ambergris grass was obtained by me from Longpan Mountain. ”

"What? Longpan Mountain? You dare to go to Longpan Mountain?

Wu Feixue and Liu Wan'er's faces changed.

Although Longpan Mountain is not a Jedi like Yin Wind Valley, it is also very dangerous, not only are there fierce beasts everywhere, but there is also a very strange Gangfeng, which comes and goes without a trace, erratic, and extremely hot, it is said that even if a master like Yuanquan Realm is accidentally swept in, he will be burned into slag, and it is precisely because of the existence of this terrible "fire wind" that cultivators on the wasteland rarely set foot in it.

Wu Pianpian smiled fearlessly: "What are you afraid of, I'm just wandering around the periphery of Longpan Mountain, looking for opportunities by the way, the probability of encountering the fire wind is not too small, besides, the ancestor also gave me a Tianbao Han silk clothes, and I can save my life at a critical moment, right?"

Wu Feixue blinked, "The old ancestor gave you a Tianbao Han silk coat?

The ancestor Wu Pianpian said was the only strong man in the Yuanhu Realm in the Wu family, who was in retreat all the year round, and rarely asked about tribal affairs, and he might not see each other for ten or eight years.

Yuanhu Realm is the true overlord of the Sa Gang Wasteland, and there are only a handful of powerhouses of this level.

It is precisely because of the existence of this old ancestor of the Yuanhu Realm that the martial family was able to take charge of the Atai tribe of Nuoda, and the Atai tribe was able to stand tall in the wasteland.

"Of course!"

Wu Pianpian took out a shiny silk robe from the box as if offering a treasure, shook it in front of everyone's eyes, and then immediately put it into the box for fear that others would rob him.

Luo Ling naturally knew the goods, and at a glance saw that this silk robe was woven with Tianbao Han silk, which was extremely cold and could resist ordinary flames, although it may not be able to withstand the burning of the strange fire wind of Longpan Mountain, but at least it could last for a few seconds, right?

"The ancestor is eccentric, otherwise why is it only given to Brother Pianpian?"

Liu Wan'er pouted, looking sullen.

Wu Feixue smiled.

Naturally, she would not blush and be secretly proud of her brother.

This old ancestor rarely paid attention to his juniors, but he didn't expect to love his younger brother so much.

It can be seen that the younger brother's cultivation talent is indeed outstanding, although he is four years younger than himself, his realm is about to catch up.

With such a talent and such a cultivation speed, there are only a handful of them in the entire Sa Gang Wasteland.

The refining realm is generally divided into nine levels, but from the beginning of the Zhuyuan realm, it is not divided according to this, but is divided into four small realms: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage and the Great Perfection, and each small realm is divided into three small levels: Xiaocheng, Dacheng, and Peak.

Wu Pianpian is now a big CD in the early stage of Zhuyuan Realm, and he is about to catch up with Luo Ling's father, Luo Shan.

Wu Pianpian glanced at Luo Ling with disdain, and sneered: "Boy, if this son uses ambergris as a bet, are you willing to bet?"

Luo Ling touched his nose, his face was full of waves, and he said lightly: "If you add that Tianbao Han silk robe as a bet, this master is willing to make a small bet with you." ”

Wu Feixue suddenly chuckled in her heart, the scene in front of her was very familiar!

Ten days ago, Qi Mei cried and shouted that he wanted to compare his alchemy with Luo Ling, and everyone thought that Luo Ling had no chance of winning, but what was the result?

Now that my younger brother is also in a hurry to bet with Luo Ling, what will be the result this time?

He must have taken a fancy to Tianbao Han Silk Clothes!

He must not be allowed to succeed! He must not be asked to trap his brother!

Wu Feixue looked at Luo Ling, the more she looked at it, the more she looked like a dog skin plaster, the more she looked like a pit digging expert, and hurriedly said to Wu Pianpian: "Brother, don't look good, although Luo Gongzi is younger than you, but he is a superior person, even the old fox of Qi Mei was defeated in his hands, why should you bet with him? According to the old sister, forget it!"

Liu Wan'er also said vigilantly: "Luo boy, Brother Pian Pian is an honest man, you can't pit him!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Luo Ling coughed dryly twice, and said with an innocent face: "How can you two look at me like this? Master Ben is also Lao Jiu's younger brother, okay? Besides, he didn't even say anything about gambling, how could he conclude that I was cheating on him, not that he wanted to cheating on me?"

Are you honest? Why didn't I see it at all?

Wu Feixue and Liu Wan'er gave Luo Ling a big roll of his eyes together.

Wu Pianpian smiled and said: "Sister, Sister Wan'er, you two can rest assured, I'm not stupid, so I won't compare alchemy with him, and I won't take Tianbao Han Silk Clothes as a bet." ”

Then he turned to Luo Ling and said disdainfully: "Boy, the Tianbao Han Silk Clothes were given by my martial ancestor, and my son will not use them to gamble with you, isn't this ambergris grass enough to be used as a bet? If you don't dare, forget it, don't take the Tianbao Han Silk Clothes to talk about things." ”

Luo Ling also gave him a contemptuous look, and said mockingly: "Little friend, even you said that you can't compare medicine refining with this master, so what are you worried about? Besides, the decision of what to bet on is also in your hands, I don't understand, why are you so unconfident? If so, how far can you go on the cultivation path? I'm afraid that in the future, I won't be able to take on the heavy responsibility of the family or even the clan, right?"

He had dealt with various Second Ancestors in his previous life, and he knew their temperament very well, and at this moment, he was almost certain that what Wu Pianpian wanted to bet on him must be what he was best at and what he was best at.

Well, the answer pops up.

"Boy, it's not that my son is not confident, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to take out treasures of equal value like Tianbao Han silk clothes. I know you have a star refining furnace, but this son is not rare, it is useless to me. ”

Wu Pianpian knew that Luo Ling was provoking him, but he was still affected, and a wave of youthful blood surged up.

"Is the yellow-level high-grade combat skill enough?"

Luo Ling smiled faintly and threw a depth charge.

"What? Yellow-level high-grade combat skills?"

One sentence stirred up a thousand waves, and Wu Feixue, Wu Pianpian and Liu Wan'er were all taken aback.

Combat skills are the same as exercises, the higher the grade, the rarer. Whether it is a martial artist or a Tatai tribe, the highest-grade combat skill is the yellow level, as a Zhen clan peerless school, only the core high-level of the Atai tribe has the opportunity to cultivate.

Like Wu Feixue and Wu Pianpian sisters and brothers, the most they can get in touch with at present is the yellow-level mid-grade combat skills.

Although Liu Changhe is a high-level member of the Atai tribe, he is not the core layer, and he also has no access to the yellow-level high-grade combat skills.

Luo Ling suddenly said that he could take out a yellow-level top-grade combat skill, and it was strange that Wu Feixue and the others were not shocked.

Don't say that they are the same, even the ancestors of the Martial Yuan Lake Realm will be moved, right?

A yellow-level high-grade combat skill may be able to leverage the balance of strength between large clans, and its value is self-evident.

Yellow-level top-grade combat skills are really nothing to Luo Ling, he has a large basket of combat skills in his head, and there is no shortage of Xuan-level, Earth-level, and Heaven-level combat skills.

It's just that he is too weak at the moment to cultivate high-grade combat skills at all, and the body refining realm can only cultivate yellow-level combat skills at most.

And the Zhuyuan Realm can cultivate Xuan-level combat skills.

Wu Pianpian: "You really have a yellow-level top-grade combat skill?"

Luo Ling: "I said yes, naturally there is." ”

Wu Pianpian: "Okay, I'll bet with you on Tianbao Han Silk Clothes and Ambergris!"

Luo Ling asked, "What to bet on, how to bet?"