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Hearing the exact answer, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken, this copper-backed bear can be said to be the most valuable wealth of Yester City, Wang Feng still clearly remembers his excitement when he first learned that a living iron-backed bear was worth at least 100,000 purple gold coins. (To.)

"Father, can we exchange it for other sacrifices, it's only 100,000 purple gold coins." Wang Feng is still a little reluctant, because Yester City is completely poor and white except for this copper-backed bear, in Wang Feng's memory, every year his parents have to cut back on food and clothing for the expenses in the city and the hundred purple gold coins to be handed over to the family, as for the aristocratic pomp and circumstance in Wang Feng's previous life, Wang Feng has never experienced it in the past three years.

Wang Feng's father smiled and said, "We only found three three-eyed turtles, if we don't use A-level demonic beasts as sacrifices, even if we have the soul separation mark in your grandfather's hand, the success rate of refining soul seeds will definitely not reach thirty percent." ”

The copper-backed bear is a giant bear with a height of five meters, blood-red eyes, full of copper-red coarse hair, long nails, it looks very powerful and terrifying from a distance, like this An adult copper-backed bear more than five meters tall can be called the overlord of the mountains around Yester City, but unfortunately this copper-backed bear was found by the mountain people outside Yester City five years ago when it was missing a forelimb and was seriously injured, but even so, When Wang Feng's father captured it with 3,000 private soldiers in Yester City, he still paid more than 500 casualties, which can be said to be a heavy casualty.

Wang Feng just wanted to answer, but his grandfather's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Even if you use this copper-backed bear as a sacrifice, the probability of these three three-eyed turtles forming soul species will not be higher than seventy percent, and even if the soul refining is successful, the success rate of planting into this B-grade three-eyed turtle soul species will not be higher than twenty percent." ”

For a character like Grandpa Wang Feng, a three-eyed turtle that only reached the B level obviously couldn't make them feel sacred, so they all called it a three-eyed turtle.

Hearing his father's words, Wang Feng's father smiled and said, "I believe in Yester." ”

Hearing this, Wang Feng was a little excited, he was not very worried about planting into the three-eyed eye turtle soul seed, he felt a little bit about how high his soul strength was, although it was not known to what level it had reached because there was no such instrument in Yester City that could be measured, but compared to a three-year-old baby under normal circumstances, Wang Feng thought that he could at least be more than a hundred times stronger. And for his father's arrangement, he was naturally a little moved.

A copper-backed bear, three nine-eyed turtles, a bottle of blood-devouring demon bee honey, plus persuasion of a grandfather who obviously doesn't have too many grandchildren, fathers and sons, although the effort in this is not shocking, but it can also be called amazing.

Grandpa Wang Feng thought about it and didn't say anything more, although he felt that it was not cost-effective to pay so much to gamble on this, but the family rules of the Solomon family stipulated that the descendants who obtained the fief and set up their own doors had their own autonomy, which even he had no right to interfere with as an elder in the sect and his father.

"In that case, let's get started."

After speaking, Grandpa Wang Feng flew into the air again, and when Wang Feng's mother saw it, she hurriedly said to the four maids standing behind Wang Feng: "Carry the young master back to the room." ”

When Wang Feng heard this, he hurriedly said, "Mother, I want to take a look." ”

As soon as Wang Feng's mother heard this, her brows furrowed, and then she said with a displeased face: "What is there to see about this sacrifice and soul refining. ”

After a pause, seeing that Wang Feng didn't move, he continued: "Sacrifice and soul refining are a bit scary, you are still young, and you will have nightmares at night." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Feng's father also said on the side: "Be obedient, go back to the room and stay." ”

Wang Feng thought about it, and finally nodded, he had seen the description of this sacrifice and soul refining from some books, it was indeed a little terrifying, and he knew what kind of scene this kind of thing was when he heard the name, although he was not afraid of such a scene, but was a little curious and expectant, but this was not in line with his current age after all. If you want to pretend to be scared, he really has no talent for acting, in case someone sees something that is not beautiful.

Soon after returning to the room, Wang Feng heard a burst of screams from the direction of the back garden.

According to the sacrificial ritual of the Witch Soul Cult, the sacrifice must be **, and the first step is to peel the skin. The Witch Soul Sect has special priests who are proficient in this item, they can completely peel off the entire skin of the sacrifice in a very short time, and the sacrifice after peeling off the skin will naturally turn into a ball of blood in a very short time, and at this time, the priest who presides over the sacrifice will use the sacrificial vessel to collect the blood of the sacrifice, and the current sacrificial weapon is naturally the soul mark of Grandpa Wang Feng, that is, the pink object floating above the back garden.

This process does seem bloody and terrifying, lying on the bed in his room, listening to the screams of the copper-backed bear from the direction of the back garden, smelling the pungent smell of blood in the air, Wang Feng couldn't help but think of a giant bear that was picked off the ligaments of the whole body, and the whole body was weak and paralyzed on the ground The scene of being stripped of the whole body with a knife, and then being sucked out of the blood of the whole body by an object in the sky, thinking of this scene, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a little unbearable, after all, he should still be an ordinary earth boy in essence.

But Wang Feng knew that this was only the first step, according to what was written in the book, the second step of the sacrifice was to devour the soul of the sacrifice, according to the understanding of the Witch Soul Sect, the soul is the source of the power of living beings, and the blood is the carrier of power, and the purpose of the sacrifice is to make the sacrifice vessel energy replenished through the sacrifice, so that the user of the sacrifice vessel can obtain the ability to control the sacrifice weapon, and in the Witch Soul Sect, the so-called Nine Sacred Weapons must be sacrificed once each time they are used.

Soon, the screams of the three-eyed turtle came from the direction of the back garden, creating a soul seed, also known as soul training, that is, extracting the soul of a creature through a special method, and then refining it into a soul seed through some secret methods of the Witch Soul Sect, this is a technical job, and even in the Witch Soul Sect, only more than ten people, including the Nine Elders, are qualified to learn a difficult technical job.

Listening to the constant screams coming from the direction of the back garden, Wang Feng, who was already sleepy, fell into a deep sleep in this scream that could be called a dark place.

I don't know how long later, when Wang Feng woke up leisurely, the first thing that caught his eye was his mother sitting on the edge of his bed looking at him affectionately.

When Wang Feng's mother saw that Wang Feng had woken up, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Yester, are you hungry?" ”

As she spoke, Wang Feng's mother personally picked up the Heavenly Star Beast baby bottle that had been prepared from the side and handed it to Wang Feng's mouth.

Wang Feng, who has just woken up, will be very hungry, which can be seen from his figure and his soul, of course, the soul is only clear to him, so every time Wang Feng falls asleep, the maids will prepare a bottle of Heavenly Star Beast Milk by the bed for Wang Feng to eat when he wakes up.

Looking at his mother who was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him affectionately, Wang Feng couldn't help but let out a long sigh secretly in his heart, and then hugged the bottle handed to his mouth and said, "Thank you, mother." ”

After sucking a few sips, Wang Feng's stomach and spirit felt better, the soul of more than twenty years old, nearly a hundred catties of weight, this is indeed too heavy for a body that has just passed three years old, fortunately, there is a nutritious and considerable production of Tianxing beast milk in this world can solve Wang Feng's predicament after birth, if it is not for it, maybe Wang Feng will fall into a deep sleep and hunger every day.

Wang Feng, who was in better spirits, found that the direction of the back garden was gone, and the miserable screams of the copper-backed bear and the three-eyed turtle came, Wang Feng hurriedly asked: "Mother, has the soul seed succeeded?" ”

When Wang Feng's mother heard this, she first looked a little sad, and then nodded lightly, and replied with a worried expression: "I have generated a soul seed very smoothly." ”

Hearing this news, Wang Feng didn't seem happy, after all, Wang Feng was still a little hesitant to use the Three-Eyed Divine Turtle Soul Species, or it could be said that Wang Feng still had a little hope that the soul refining would fail, after all, although B-level Demonic Beasts were rare in this world, it was not difficult for Wang Feng's father, who was the Lord of a City, to obtain them, and after this failure, he could find another B-level Demonic Beast Soul Species.

After Wang Feng's mother answered Wang Feng's question, she suddenly said, "Yester, tell your father, we don't use the soul seed of B-grade demonic beasts, okay?" Your father said that if you don't want to, he's willing to convince your grandfather to plant a C-grade or D-grade soul seed for you. ”

The son is the heart and soul of his mother, whether it is on the earth or in this world that Wang Feng does not know very well, looking at the worried look on his mother's face, Wang Feng almost relented and agreed, after all, it is a very cruel thing to make a respectable mother fearful, but Wang Feng, who has another complete adult soul, knows better that what his father said last time was completely correct, with his current situation, if he doesn't fight and gamble, He probably won't be able to escape the ruthless elimination mechanics of the Solomonic family and the Witchsoul Cult that he knows about.

Wang Feng's grandfather had about thirty sons in his life, but only nine are still alive, and this is only known to him because Wang Feng's teacher leaked his mouth by chance, but Wang Feng suspected that this was deliberately revealed to him by the Fair teacher.

Wang Feng didn't answer this question immediately, but swallowed a few mouthfuls of the Heavenly Star Beast milk in the giant milk bottle.

Speaking of danger, he is actually afraid, for him who should be called dead once, for life, he has a far stronger love for life than others, but as an earthling, as a three-year-old baby with adult psychology, he is also very aware of wealth, women, including life, can only rely on their own to fight, especially in this world that obviously seems to have a big fist is the last word.

Thinking about it, a sentence suddenly popped up in Wang Feng's mind: wealth and danger are sought.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng raised his head, looked at his mother, and said, "Mother, I still like B-level soul species. ”