Chapter 82: The Dragon's Marrow
(I didn't finish it before twelve o'clock, the old rule, repeat a little, half past twelve?
Wan Qingping's heart moved, and he carefully opened the wooden box, but saw a ball of white things inside, and when he touched it, it was soft, just like the donkey skin glue he had eaten when he was a child.
As soon as it was mentioned, the "donkey skin glue" was lifted up and turned into a piece of rice paper, as thin as cicada wings, transparent and colorless, and just the size that could cover a person's face.
I took it in my hand and looked at it over and over for a while, but I didn't find anything out of the ordinary.
Wan Qingping thought for a while, then buttoned it towards his face, and the moment he touched his face, he only felt a burst of warmth coming, as if something was integrated into the flesh.
"Ning!" with a finger, a water mirror appeared in front of him.
"Nothing has changed?" Looking at the face that hadn't changed at all in the water mirror, he couldn't help but wonder, couldn't it be that Taiur was fooling him?
Then he shook his head again and rejected the idea, he was now in a group with Taiur to some extent, and there was no need for Taiur to do this, let alone make another move.
So he stared at the water mirror for a while, and suddenly he didn't know what to think, his heart moved, and a crisp and numb feeling came, and the original mana in the dantian was also less, and then he looked at the water mirror, his pupils shrank, and he immediately shouted: "Wonderful! It's really a good baby!"
But at this time, the face that didn't look like a good person was missing from the water mirror, and was replaced by a gentle and elegant face full of poetry, which was his master Zuo Shili!
Looking at the master's face, he was stunned for a moment, and then his heart moved again, and then Zuo Shili's face changed to Taiur's......
I see, as long as you think of whoever you think of, you can conjure up someone's face, what a delicate mask!
With this, the ...... For a while, all kinds of ghost thoughts came to my heart like a tide.
"Huh, what is this?" Just when he was overjoyed, thinking about using this exquisite mask to deceive him, suddenly, he found that there was a note at the bottom of the wooden box containing the mask, unfolded it, and wrote: "The cultivation of the fox is too low, do not meet with the Yuanying monk, lest the illusion be broken!"
Damn, I said why are the Mumba people so kind, it turns out to be a defective product! Wan Qingping began to curse.
This is that he wronged the Mumba people, if the Linglong mask is not seen through by the Yuanying monks, the demon fox made of materials must be at least a fifth-level demon beast level, such a big demon, from ancient times to the present, the Mumba people have not killed a few, how can they be given to him?
Moreover, the Linglong mask is not as powerful as imagined, if the monk cultivates any special eye-type supernatural powers, or some special magic weapon, he can still see through the transformation.
After a while, he discovered two more drawbacks of the mask, first, wearing it for a long time will make people feel depressed, but this kind of suffocation is not too bad, just a little uncomfortable; second, the time for the mask to transform can only last for half an hour, and after half an hour, the transformation disappears, and after another half an hour, it can continue to absorb mana transformation.
These two shortcomings frustrated his original intention of wearing a mask all the time!
"It's for nothing anyway, it's better than nothing!" he comforted himself, then took off his mask, put his hat back on, and staggered downstairs.
Another half a month has passed, and these days the wind is tight, and he has been staying in the cave.
On this day, the prohibition of the cave suddenly lit up, and when I opened it, it turned out to be a visit from Gen Qinluo.
"That man is still honest, isn't he?" Gen Jingluo said with his mouth, and Bayar was practicing his sword in the courtyard.
"If it falls into my hands, you can become honest if you are not honest!" Wan Qingping smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"How's that going?"
"I have already sent a few small leaders to recruit the Jiuli bandits scattered everywhere, according to your requirements, don't be familiar with people, don't be Gu masters!" Gen Jingluo replied crisply.
Wan Qingping nodded, although this was not enough to guarantee absolute safety, this was already the best way he could come up with.
"By the way, what about the dragon bone marrow?" he asked instead.
"Jiaolong bone marrow, what, you borrowed Wanxiang to lure the demon ding?" Gen Jingluo asked with some surprise.
Wan Qingping nodded, shook his robe, and a double-layered monster tripod appeared in front of the two of them, and then pretended to say: "Two years ago, someone brought a letter to Lord Worm Po, and now I only get it, but this demon decoy can only be used for two years!"
Gen Jingluo took the Wanxiang Demon Temptation Ding in his hand and looked at it over and over for a while, and said with some envy: "Two years is not too short, ordinary people can't even borrow it! However, Wan Daoyou, are the materials for making the Demon Temptation Incense ready? Jiaolong bone marrow is only so much, if it is a demon ...... incense?"
"Don't worry, the demon incense material must be the best, Gen Daoyou don't have to worry, anyway, your share of the demon pill is indispensable!" Wan Qingping couldn't know this Nizi's thoughts, it was nothing more than that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to lure the demon beast, and her share of the demon pill would not be able to get his hands.
Being seen through his thoughts, Gen Jingluo was not annoyed, but just glanced at him charmingly: "What is there to worry about the little girl!" After a pause, she continued: "Wan Daoyou, the little woman has to remind you that the demon lure is not something that can be lured by finding a random place, you must inquire in advance where there are fourth-level demon beasts, otherwise you will waste the bone marrow of the dragon!"
Wan Qingping nodded, this Nizi is right, there is a limit to the range of the demon beast that the demon decoy can lure, take his demon decoy tripod as an example, the lure range is no more than fifty miles, if you find a random place to light the demon incense, once there is no demon beast, it will be a waste of an opportunity, so you must inquire in advance where there are fourth-level demon beasts infested, and then light the demon incense.
Of course, most of the news about the fourth-level demon beasts is hazy, and I don't know if it's true or not, but this is also better than randomly finding a place to lure the demon beasts, and he controls the tribe's spy reports in Chahar, and he gets more news about the fourth-level demon beasts, so he tries to screen out the more reliable ones, and confirm with the local monks before luring, so that it is much more stable.
"Here!" After reminding him, Gen Jingluo took out a porcelain vase and put it on the table.
"Is this really the bone marrow of Jiaolong?" Looking at the black and powdery thing in the porcelain bottle, Wan Qingping raised his head and asked, this is too common, right?
Gen Jingluo pursed his lips: "What? Could it be that Wan Daoyou thinks that the little woman is lying to you? Although Jiaolong is a rare beast of heaven and earth, it has died after all, can it still be as powerful as when it was alive?"
Wan Qingping laughed dryly, indeed, no matter how powerful the demon beast was when it was alive, it was just a mess of rotten meat when it died.