Chapter 223: Even if you make a Ding Furnace, you can't do it?
After a while, she said in a flat tone: "Say it...... What do you want from this seat this time? β
Ren Pingsheng looked as usual, and said: "It's just a matter of learning from the rivers and lakes......
As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Mo Qian: "If that's just the case, then that's it, it's not that you and I haven't learned from each other, even if we compare again, the result will be the same." β
This is pinching Ren Pingsheng's sudden invitation to her to compete, and she must have asked for something.
Ren Pingsheng was silent for a long time, and finally decided to be honest: "Since Miss Mo said so, it is not a secret, I really want to borrow something from Miss Mo." β
Mo Qian had an expression of "I already knew", his eyebrows raised slightly, and asked, "What do you want to borrow?" β
Ren Pingsheng said slowly: "Dragon's blood." β
Mo Qian was stunned for a second and asked, "How can you pay back this thing after you borrow it?" β
This......
I borrowed it with my ability, and I still have to pay it back?
Ren Pingsheng was also stunned and fell silent.
Now.
Mo Qian can see that after this guy borrowed it, he didn't plan to pay it back at all.
Why don't you buy yourself some blood-replenishing red dates or something......
Sure enough, it's a dog thing!
She scolded twice in her heart, and said angrily: "Don't borrow!" β
Ren Pingsheng asked again: "What about the competition?" β
"Not comparable!"
Mo Qian squinted at him, and said angrily: "You want to take advantage of the gap between the competition with this seat to steal the dragon blood of this seat?" There are no doors! β
I knew it was so.
should be bitten to death, just want to learn from her, that's all.
Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart.
Start thinking about the possibility of forcing your shot.
In doing so, it is indeed possible to get dragon blood.
But there are even greater negative impacts.
First of all.
His relationship with Mo Qian will fall to the bottom.
Although he and she are not friends now, or even hostile, they have been together for a while before, at least they can communicate when they meet.
If you don't preach morality, you suddenly attack.
The next time we meet, I'm afraid it will be a life-and-death struggle.
Secondly.
Without the blessing of the elixir, he may not be able to beat Mo Qian.
If Mo Qian is really in a hurry, how to get out of the whole body is still a problem.
At last.
The relationship between the imperial court and the demon clan has just eased.
His sudden attack on Mo Qian is very likely to make the extraordinary powerhouse of the demon clan dissatisfied and cause unforeseen consequences.
I thought about it for a while.
Ren Pingsheng still gave up the idea of attacking.
"In that case, there's only one last option left."
Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath and said slowly: "Even if I am willing to be your Ding Furnace, can't it?" β
"Even if you're willing to be the ...... of this seat"
Before he finished speaking, he came to an abrupt end.
Mo Qian looked at Ren Pingsheng in a daze, his eyes were full of confusion: "What did you say?" β
Seeing her expression, Ren Pingsheng inexplicably felt that his self-esteem had been critically attacked, and said lukewarmly: "I didn't say anything." β
Mo Qian said: "No, you just said that you want to be the Ding Furnace of this seat." β
"Didn't you hear that? And ask a fart! β
Ren Pingsheng said a word in his heart, but his expression did not change in the slightest and remained silent.
Mo Qian's charming phoenix eyes looked directly at Ren Pingsheng, and seeing that he did not deny it, he immediately realized that he had heard it correctly.
That prince of Zhenbei, who is arrogant on weekdays, plays with many people in the palm of his hand, and can be called a martial arts genius, actually offered to be the Ding Furnace of this seat?
That's it.
The corners of Mo Qian's mouth immediately turned to the sky, and his eyebrows were full of smiles, wanting to speak, but he was afraid that he couldn't help laughing.
After holding it for a while, he asked curiously, "Does this seat know what the eldest prince of Ren wants dragon blood to do?" β
She really wanted to know.
What kind of temptation could make him willing to be the furnace of his own cultivation for the sake of dragon blood.
Ren Pingsheng said truthfully: "Repair a weapon." β
Why do you need dragon's blood to repair weapons?
Mo Qian was slightly stunned, suddenly thought of something, and asked curiously, "You mean your broken knife?" β
Ren Pingsheng did not deny it, and bowed slightly.
Mo Qian said: "Your broken knife is really good, if it can be repaired, it may not become a peerless famous knife in the future." β
Speaking of this, he paused, raised his eyebrows, and continued: "Because of this, if you want to fix it, you should pay a greater price......
Is this going to be a sky-high asking price?
Ren Pingsheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he was about to speak, when he heard Mo Qian say: "Ren Dashizi, you must know that there is only one real dragon left in the world now, and if you want dragon blood, you can only get it from this seat, and if you miss this village, you will no longer have this shop." β
When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he fell silent, and asked after a while, "What do you want?" β
Mo Qian smiled and said: "You and this seat are also old acquaintances, this seat does not sit on the ground to start the price, the sky is asking for the price, a year later, you go back to Qingqiu Mountain with this seat, to be the Ding furnace of this seat of cultivation, half a year later, this seat will let you leave, how about it?" β
A year later.
Do you want to go back to Qingqiu Mountain with her?
To be honest, this did not meet Ren Pingsheng's expectations.
For a while, he was entangled and didn't know whether to agree or not.
That's when it happened.
Mo Qian explained: "To be the cultivation furnace of this seat is not the same as the Ding furnace of those so-called Yin Yang Sect and Hehuan Sect, this seat does need to draw spiritual power from your sea of qi, but in this half a year, there will be no damage to your original cultivation and meridian qualifications."
All you have paid for is nothing more than this half a year, the cultivation speed has slowed down, and that's it. β
In other words.
Is it to delay the cultivation for half a year?
Half a year is not long, but it is not short.
Pay such a price yourself.
In exchange for a possibility to repair the Hongming Knife.
Is it really worth it?
For a while, Ren Pingsheng was a little entangled.
After a while, he made a decision, looked at Mo Qian, and bargained: "Half a year is too long, three months at most." β
Mo Qian shook his head lightly and said, "Half a year is the minimum period. β
When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he suddenly reacted and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to use the spiritual power refined in my body to complete a breakthrough in these half a year?" β
Mo Qian said angrily: "This seat has just broken through the fourth grade in less than thirty days, and after a year and a half, it will directly break through to the transcendent realm, this seat is a true dragon is good, but the real dragon also has talent, even if it is a martial saint, it may not be able to break through from the fifth rank to the third grade within two years, right?" β
Ren Pingsheng said: "Then what are you going to do?" β
Mo Qian opened his mouth and was about to answer, when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed back again, and raised his eyebrows: "You just need to answer, whether you want to or not, the rest has nothing to do with you." β
Half a year.
If only in exchange for dragon's blood.
It always feels a little worthless.
If only I could get something else.
Dragon scales, dragon tendons, keel, dragon eyes, dragon brain or something, it's fine.
That's it.
Ren Pingsheng subconsciously glanced up and down at Mo Qian.
Mo Qian noticed his eyes, instinctively felt a dangerous aura, took a step back, and asked with a vigilant face, "What do you want to do?" β
Ren Pingsheng shook his head and was silent.
Seeing him like this, Mo Qian looked back not to be outdone, and said, "Seeing that your physique is quite strong, this seat can reward you with some extra things." β
"For example?"
"Like giving you more dragon blood."
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Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, and said: "If I remember correctly, the scales on your body are also good things for forging weapons, so it's better to ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Qian: "Don't think about it!" β
Ren Pingsheng looked puzzled: "Why?" β
He didn't know what kind of characteristics dragon scales were, though.
However, after the scales fall off, they can grow back after a while.
It's the same with dragon scales.
In that case, there should be no problem in pulling two pieces from her.
"Why?"
Mo Qian didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question, and after being stunned for a second, he said angrily: "If this seat cuts off a piece of flesh and blood from you, are you willing?" β
Ren Pingsheng's face was flat, and he spread his hands: "It depends on what price you offer." β
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Mo Qian was speechless for a while, and then said, "One piece at most." β
From small to large.
She hadn't experienced the pain of the scales peeling off her body.
This piece is still a decision she made after struggling for a while.
"Okay."
Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly, and said with a straight face: "Deal." β
Then, leaving the house, he got a small jar from the backyard of the inn, put it in front of Mo Qian, and said, "I don't want much, just fill it up." β
Mo Qian glanced at the jar that was about the size of a vase, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said angrily: "No, this jar is too deep, this seat can't stand it......"
Ren Pingsheng glanced at the jar and said, "It's not deep." β
Mo Qian glanced at him and said lukewarmly: "Either it's shallower, or the deal is canceled." β
In desperation.
Ren Pingsheng could only compromise: "If it is shallow, it will be shallow." β
With that, turn around and leave.
A moment later, another jar was fetched.
After Mo Qian looked at it, he still felt that the jar was a little too big.
After struggling for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and gently scratched his wrist with his fingertips.
Moment.
Blood poured out and dripped into the jar.
Tick tock.
Minutes and seconds passed.
There is more and more blood in the jar.
Mo Qian's face also turned pale.
Side.
When Ren Pingsheng saw this scene, he reached out and grabbed her wrist and said, "It's almost." β
Mo Qian was slightly stunned, frowned, and said, "Do you want to repay the debt at this time?" β
Ren Pingsheng was speechless and said: "This son of the world is such a person? β
Mo Qian thought for a moment and nodded solemnly: "Yes." β
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Ren Pingsheng didn't bother to argue with her, and said: "I'm afraid that you will lose too much blood and die here, and when the demon clan will trouble me, I can't bear it." β
Mo Qian said with a disdainful face: "You should be as fragile as you humans, and you can't stand it if you bleed a little?" β
As he spoke, he withdrew his arm and took a step back.
One didn't stand still and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Ren Pingsheng's eyes were quick and he reached out to help her.
"You can see that you are only weaker than humans."
Ren Pingsheng held Mo Qian's shoulders and said lukewarmly.
"I'm just keeping my head down, and I'm just a little dizzy."
Mo Qian replied angrily, paused, and said: "What I promised to this seat before, don't forget, this time, if you dare to cheat again, this seat will definitely make you pay!" β
The last two sentences are sonorous and threatening.
Ren Pingsheng didn't feel threatened, just waved his hand and replied casually: "Got it." β
Glancing at her white and smooth wrists, after thinking for a few seconds, she asked, "Do you want to buy you some blood-replenishing red dates, Ejiao?" β
The corners of Mo Qian's eyes twitched, and he said angrily: "If you really want to replenish the blood of this seat, it is better to refine a few pills for this seat." β
Reasonable.
Ren Pingsheng took out a nourishing pill that had been refined in advance from his arms, handed it to Mo Qian, and said, "You eat it yourself, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." β
After speaking, he held the jar of dragon blood and turned to leave.
Mo Qian stood in place, holding the tonic pill in his hand, looking at the direction Ren Pingsheng left in a daze, always feeling a little strange.
But where is strange, I can't say.
In the end, he simply didn't think about it anymore, put the pill in his mouth, lay down on the bed, and rested.
The other side.
Ren Pingsheng took the dragon's blood, and after leaving the inn, he turned over his horse and went straight to the port of Lanzhou.
After coming to the port of Lanzhou, he found Liu Laosan again.
Under his arrangement, the ship was successfully boarded.
With the experience of the last time.
This time.
Ren Pingsheng found the mysterious blacksmith who lived alone on the isolated island and looked like a savage.
Came to him, handed over the jar of dragon blood, and said in a flat tone: "Look at it, are these dragon blood enough?" β
The mysterious blacksmith was slightly stunned when he heard the word "dragon blood".
At first, I thought he was joking, but it wasn't until I saw the jar full of fresh dragon blood that I realized that what he said was true.
"You...... Where did you get so much dragon blood? β
The mysterious blacksmith looked at Ren Pingsheng in disbelief.
He has always been in front of Mount Tai and his face has not changed, and his voice is a little trembling at this moment.
Because before that, he didn't expect that he would be able to see a metallurgical material like dragon blood that had completely disappeared in his lifetime.
Ren Pingsheng said calmly: "It's not simple...... Find a dragon and bleed her. β
The true dragon is not extinct, and it is no secret in Jingshi, and even in the entire Great Zhou, and it is not impossible to tell the blacksmith.
When the blacksmith heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of two wordsβdisbelief.
What he didn't know, however, was that Ren Pingsheng was not lying.
The way he obtains dragon blood is so simple and crude.
Of course.
There was also a corresponding price.
A year later, she returned to the demon clan with her and became the furnace of her cultivation for half a year.
"Don't care where these dragon blood came from, let's see first, are these dragon blood enough?"
Ren Pingsheng looked at the mysterious blacksmith and asked.
The blacksmith replied, "To repair your sword, you only need four drops of dragon's blood, and one drop on the blade of the knife in the four steps of smelting, casting, processing, and completion." β
All you need to do is ...... Four drops?
Ren Pingsheng looked down at the jar full of dragon blood, and Mo Qian's slightly pale face couldn't help but appear in his mind, and he fell silent.
If you know, you should have asked first.
After all.
If she only needs four drops, even if she doesn't agree to be her cultivation furnace, she should be able to get it.
Then again.
The rest of the dragon's blood, I can't use it anyway.
Is it too late to return the goods now?
Ren Pingsheng lowered his head and fell into deep thought. (End of chapter)