Chapter Forty-Seven: I Want Spirit Stones!
"There is still a lack of fire attribute materials...... Wang San looked at the thunder wood in front of him, the light in his eyes flashed, and he was silent for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
A few days ago, he had the idea of refining this thunderstorm bead in his heart, after all, if the refining is really successful, even if it is only the lowest-level, it can also threaten the strength of the fourth-layer martial artist of the refining body, and according to Wang San's guess that day, if the two are thrown together, it can have the function of superimposing, then this thing is really against the sky.
But although he thought in his heart, he had no choice but to make a good woman without rice, refining this thing requires a lot of materials, and now he has thunderwood and ice condensation flowers in his hands, but the fire attribute materials and a number of auxiliary materials are the same, which makes him itch and at the same time has no way.
Now that he has settled down and has no scruples about going to Juyuan City, he can have the energy to find materials, and as long as he refines enough at that time, he is afraid that he will be ranked in this outer gate.
"Still need flint......" Wang San thought deeply again when he lowered his head, a martial artist refining a spiritual weapon must use spiritual power to catalyze flint and emit flame refining materials, so flint is indispensable, but he learned from the "Body Refining Volume" that although this flint is not a precious thing, a low-grade spirit stone can only be exchanged for ten flints.
Thinking of this, Wang San flipped it in his hand, and a spirit stone immediately appeared, and his eyes lit up and he closed his eyes and began to refine, since there is a spirit stone in his hand now, it is better to grasp it now and experience the special features of this spirit stone.
Time passed quickly, about an hour later, Wang San's body shook, opened his eyes violently, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes were shining, he sank his mind and sensed it slightly, and immediately burst out with a scorching desire.
"I want a spirit stone!" Wang San's body trembled, his eyes showed a strong desire, he raised his hand to pick up the spirit stone in his hand, it had lost its light at the moment, it looked like an ordinary stone, but Wang San regarded this thing as a treasure.
Under his feelings, the cultivation in his body had directly increased by a large amount, according to his estimation, if there were more than a dozen of them, he would definitely be able to reach the peak of the fourth layer of body refining, and even if there were dozens of them, even if he broke through to the fifth layer of body refining, it would not be impossible! At that time, he would be able to cultivate the "Floating Technique" that he had always dreamed of!
At this moment, he was excited in his heart, and he actually forgot to think about refining, and it was not until a long time later that Wang San suppressed the excitement in his heart and thought of the flint again, but immediately he felt a pain in his flesh, and a low-grade spirit stone could only be exchanged for ten flints......
Hiss~
Wang San gasped, took out the remaining spirit stones from the trembling corners of his mouth, looked at them carefully, and couldn't help but wipe them on his face, and finally reluctantly took back the storage bag, he was reluctant......
Why is this so expensive! Wang San gritted his teeth, feeling that this was too unfair, it cost so much money to refine something, and he was unhappy in his heart for a long time before he regained his calm.
At this moment, he looked at the window, vaguely able to see the bright moon in the outside world, thinking about the scene of Gongsun Yang accepting himself as a disciple during the day, and began to think about why Gongsun Yang accepted himself as a disciple in silence, he didn't think that it was really pleasing to his eyes, or that he had any cultivation talent.
He saw Li Yanzhi's face clearly that day, it was obvious that he was greedy for his zombie identity, and in the end, he wanted to be grateful for himself, but he really didn't expect Li Yanzhi to be for his own blood.
He once again thought of the scene when he first came to this other world, several old guys from the Demon Demon Sect frantically competed for him, and many times he couldn't help but feel that Ren Hongling also had an intention for himself, after all, this time Yin Zenzi's death, Ren Hongling didn't seem to shoot him as he guessed.
The combination of all this makes today's Wang San faintly feel ...... Gongsun Yang is afraid that it is not a good intention!
"It's useless to think so much, only when you become stronger, can you control your own destiny! Yes, I want to become stronger! I want to control my destiny and take it into my own hands!"
Wang San shouted in his heart, and a strong fluctuation surged on his body at this moment, and after a long time, he was suppressed by him, but his state of mind became different from before, he wanted to leave these spirit stones in case he didn't need them.
Now there is no material in hand, I have to find time to purchase, the sect has opened a market, although I have not been there, but I have also inquired, I know some fur.
"It's just that I don't know if there are suitable fire attribute materials in Fang City?" "Other auxiliary materials must be collectible, and there is no big trouble, but fire attribute materials are afraid that it will not be so easy."
"When the day dawns, you must go to Fang City!" Wang San made up his mind in his heart and began to close his eyes and cultivate, he wanted to make full use of his time.
The night passed quickly, when the morning dawned, the entire miscellaneous office began to move, Wang San walked on the way to Fang City, during which someone pointed at him, faintly wondering why he was still safe, after all, the death of Yin Chanzi still caused some fluctuations, but the person who happened is now safe, which has to make them suspicious.
Wang San sneered, without explanation, but what made him feel interesting were some other people, those disciples were no longer sarcastic, but instead cast admiring glances at themselves, Wang San was puzzled in his heart and pondered a little, and then guessed the matter.
In this demon gate, strength is the biggest bargaining chip, if you are strong enough, everyone will respect you, and even fear you! But if you are too weak...... That Wang San's past is an example!
Walking on the road at this moment, Wang San looked indifferent, jumping and galloping on this road, the admiration and respect of others made him extremely useful in his heart, in his previous life, he was an insignificant waiter, in order to survive, he has always been flattering to others, and he has never been like now.
At this moment, the sun is rising in the east, and the rays of sunlight are sprinkled, so that Wang San has a warm feeling, facing the spring breeze, breathing the fresh air of the morning, and coming to Fang City in a short time.
Fang City is located in Dangu, open to all disciples of the three peaks and one valley, at the bottom of the sect, and it is also busy at ordinary times, and now it is the case in front of Wang San's eyes.
Fang Market is divided into east and west streets, and the west street is all shops opened by some elders of Sanfeng and Yigu, and most of the goods in it are at normal prices, and they are relatively targeted. In the eastern district, the disciples set up their own stalls, the quality of the goods is uneven, and the majority of fakes are fake, which is more risky than the west street, but if someone is lucky enough to go against the sky, it is not difficult to make a lot of money.
Wang San is now making a choice...... Go there?