"Tu Daoyou, Elder Ben asked you to collect the Qingxuan Iron Essence, is there any whereabouts?"

Chen Ping unhurriedly entered the main topic.

"Alas, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the Seventh Elder."

With a wave of his palm, three pieces of green but seemingly restrained spars appeared, and Tu Zhenxi sighed: "Qingxuan Iron Essence is rare and hard to find, over the years, I have visited several fellow cultivators who specialize in refining tools, but in the end, I only got three. ”

"Less than five pounds, too little."

Chen Ping weighed them one by one, secretly quite dissatisfied, but there was no difference on his face.

A moderately sized Five Elements Pure Yang Sword would consume at least thirty-five catties of Qingxuan Iron Essence.

Just five pounds is a drop in the bucket.

"Ahem, what kind of spiritual weapon does the Seventh Elder want to forge?"

Looking at Chen Ping's noncommittal expression, Tu Zhenxi couldn't help asking.

He felt that he had successfully completed the confession.

Five catties of Qingxuan Iron Essence is enough to create a superb spiritual weapon, and he pretended to sigh before, purely to be humble.

Chen Ping's thoughts turned, and he said with a smile: "Elder Ben won't take it for nothing, your friend, do you have more Qingxuan Iron Essence Collections?" ”

"Hehe, the Seventh Elder is the benefactor of the Tu family, and these iron essences are also a little bit of care given by Xuan Xiu of Tu's generation, how can the Seventh Elder break the bank."

Hearing this, Tu Zhenxi looked embarrassed and answered the question.

One of his old friends did still have a lot of Qingxuan Iron Essence, but he only bought a small half of it at that time.

Because Tu Zhenxi didn't plan to ask Chen Ping for money to buy ore from the beginning.

The Tu family will rely more on this person for protection in the future, he has invested a lot of money this time, and sent out five catties of Qingxuan Iron Essence in one go, which has already emptied the rest of the family's wealth, and he himself has advanced 20,000 spirit stones.

If he really took all the Qingxuan Iron Essence accumulated by his old friend, the Tu family could only smash the pot and sell the iron.

"Tu Daoyou misunderstood Chen's meaning, Qingxuan Iron Essence is a valuable thing, Chen Mou will never make your Tu family hurt your muscles and bones."

Throwing a storage bag over, Chen Ping said slowly: "It contains 48,000 spirit stones, which should be enough to buy five catties of iron essence." ”

"This"

Tu Zhenxi's old face turned red and opened his mouth in surprise.

Instead, he treated others as his own.

It seems that although the Seven Elders are strong, they are not insatiable.

The butcher family looked for him as a backer, which was the right choice.

"These five catties of Qingxuan Iron Essence were actually exchanged for the same person."

Tu Zhenxi poured a cup of tea and handed it to both hands, and said, "Bazhu Island Smelting Fire Alliance, I don't know if the Seventh Elder has ever heard of it?" ”

"The Metallurgical Fire Alliance is famous, and Chen doesn't know it."

Chen Ping nodded and said lightly.

Bazhu Island is about 40,000 miles away from Haichang Island.

This island is a second-class island and is under the jurisdiction of the Smelting Fire Alliance.

This Smelting Fire Alliance is prestigious, and its strength is even stronger than the current Chen family.

The two main and deputy alliance leaders are the Great Perfection of Foundation Building and the Monk of the Later Stage of Foundation Building.

The Smelting Fire Alliance had gathered more than a dozen top refiners, and ordinary Yuan Dan forces would treat them politely.

"Shangguan Jin, the deputy leader of the Smelting Fire Alliance, is an old friend who Tu Mou knew each other before he built the foundation, and this Qingxuan Iron Essence was also exchanged by Tu Mou from him."

Tu Zhenxi said truthfully.

"Shangguanjin."

Chen Ping said slowly: "How much iron essence does Shangguan Daoyou still have?" ”

"Ten to fifteen pounds or so."

Tu Zhenxi pondered the time of counting the breath and reported an inaccurate number.

"Please Tu Daoyou write a letter of recommendation, I may go to Bazhu Island soon."

Chen Ping's eyes moved and he commanded.

"Okay."

Tu Zhenxi responded happily, and wrote the content in an instant, leaving a trace of unique mana imprint.

"Chen won't bother, goodbye."

Sent the letter to the cuff and put it away, and then Chen Ping hugged his fist at Tu Zhenxi, got up and said.

"Seven Elders, slow down."

Tu Zhenxi said hesitantly: "Tu has something to ask for. ”

Chen Ping stopped and waited for his next step without saying a word.

"The nobleman's Tianluo Zhiyang Magic Method, my Tu family wants to exchange a copy."

Tu Zhenxi bent down and pleaded sincerely.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't you think that your appetite is too big? ”

There are a lot of clansmen who practice the Heavenly Luo Zhiyang Mystic Method, and it is absolutely impossible to be airtight.

Tu Zhenxi's old fox became a spirit, and he must have learned about it through a secret way.

"Alas, it was Tu who crossed the line."

Tu Zhenxi smiled bitterly and apologized.

His move was just a hopeless temptation, and he didn't think Chen Ping would agree at all.

The Xuanpin lower-level exercises, for small Yuan Dan forces such as the Shattered Star Sect and the Chixiao Sect, are enough to be the treasure of the Zhen Clan, how could the Chen family allow it to leak out.

Who knew that Chen Ping suddenly smiled and said, "Tu Daoyou and Zeng Keqing are both refining masters, dare to ask which skill is stronger or weaker?" ”

"Between the two and the best."

Tu Zhenxi didn't know why, and groaned slightly, ambiguously.

"Tu Daoyou, if you want to exchange the Tianluo Zhiyang Wonderful Method, it's not impossible."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Within ten years, Elder Ben wants to build a spirit sword, which is much more complicated than ordinary spirit weapons, and at that time, he will need the help of Daoist Tu." ”

"The order of the Seven Elders, how could Tu Shirk."

As soon as his cloudy eyes lit up, Tu Zhenxi hurriedly expressed his attitude.

"On the day the sword is completed, the Tianluo Zhiyang Miaofa will be presented with both hands."

Looking up and laughing, Chen Ping flew away from the Tufu Mansion with the light of escape.

In mid-air, he glanced back and found that Tu Zhenxi was waving at him happily.

Chen Ping sneered in his heart, is the Xuanpin Exercise so easy to take?

Tu Zhenxi not only had to condense the metallic sword yuan embryo, but also had to forge the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword for him, hoping that this guy would not be exhausted to death by then.

But as he said, the forging process of the Pure Yang Sword was extremely huge, and a refiner could not catch it.

"Zeng Tingxuan, you have been avoiding it, it is nothing more than wanting to wait for Chen Xingchao Hui to call the shots, hehe, it's a pity that even the backer of your heart is vulnerable, how can you escape the palm of your seat?"

The anger in his eyes flashed, and Chen Ping immediately returned to his normal demeanor.

On a hillside five miles away from the Inner Affairs Hall, there is a two-storey magnificent palace, which is dominated by low-key and serious black.

"Offering Temple."

Looking up and sweeping the plaque, Chen Ping slowly walked inside.

"The third-class guest secretary Han Tao has seen the deacon."

Guarding the door of the hall was a strong man in his thirties, with a fierce face, and the palm of the hand holding the knife was raised high and trembling slightly, obviously in a tense mood at the moment.

"Get up."

Chen Ping was empty, and said lightly: "Do you know Elder Ben?" ”

However, when he glanced into the temple, he knew why.

I saw that in the center of the main hall, there was a golden statue as high as three feet, which was not exactly what he looked like.

"We keep the deacon's face in mind, and I am afraid that one day I will lose my manners if I have eyes that do not know Mount Tai."

The strong man Han Tao said cautiously.

It has been two and a half years since he joined the worship hall, and this is the first time he has seen the legendary person who founded the main church, and his heart is both happy and afraid.

"How much can Han Xiaoyou receive every month?"

Chen Ping put his hands behind his back and asked suddenly.