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The Demon Moon flies in the mountains, and from time to time there are lone flying monsters bypassing far from both sides. It's almost dusk. The glow of the setting sun came from the distant sky, as if parallel to each other, dyed a faint smoky Xiao red on Ling Fox's cheeks, looking at the past from the side, this Xiao Hong was even more empty and lonely, with a peculiar dust rhyme.

He exhaled softly, and there was a hint of haze between his eyebrows. Twenty days have passed, but there is still no sign of awakening, how can he not make him feel worried.

And the old man sitting next to him, from the moment he jumped onto the Demon Moon, began to count the spirit grass to be sold in the storage ring with his spiritual sense, and it was not until now that the inventory was completed. With a smile of satisfaction, the old man took off the wine gourd with his backhand, shook it, and saw that there was still wine, so he poured another sip into his mouth, wiped the wine stains, and said: "Brother, your monster is really good, next time my brother goes to hunt for treasure, you have to borrow it." ”

Ling Hu Jue agreed with a smile, and said with a slight increase in his eyebrows: "Brother, since you can make your own wine, why don't you just refine the pill?"

The little nose and eyes wrinkled into a heap, and the old man sighed: "I said brother, don't talk about the difficulty of refining the pill, even you can't get this pill." There may still be some handsome and waiting-level Danfangs, but the Danfangs above the rank are all in the hands of the ancient tribes. You must know that the price of a finished pill is almost ten times that of the materials that can refine this pill, or even more. You don't want to think about it, where did the ancient hundred clans get so many warriors, war lords, and even strong people above the king level? I admit that their bloodline and talent are better than our human race, but they are not so much worse, you must know that the number of our human race is hundreds of times that of theirs, so why? It is because of the elixir. Brother, it can be said that as long as you have enough pills and cultivate a group of commanders and subordinates at the battle level, it will not be a problem at all. ”

Ling Hu Jue was shocked, he had always thought that the hundred clans relied on talent and bloodline to emerge so many strong people, but he didn't expect it to be the effect of the elixir, he now understands why the hundred clans want to control the human empire, whether the spirit grass is picked or planted, it takes a lot of manpower and time, and more importantly, only by controlling the human empire can the resources be completely occupied. It's like this Misda Mountain Range, most of which borders the Mingsi Empire, and if you control the Mingsi Empire, you will block most of the Misda Mountain Range, and you will pack all the resources in the mountain range.

His face was sinking, and he felt a tremor in the depths of his soul, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for the human race to get out of the control of the hundred races in a short period of time.

From the god of Linghu, the old man felt a kind of gloom, and he sighed with deep sympathy and said: "Brother, don't be discouraged, you are still young, if one day you become a surpassing Emperor of War, then a single qiē is not a problem." ”

Stunned for a moment, Ling Hu Jue hurriedly said: "Is there a higher storage than the emperor level?"

The old man looked into the distance with an extremely ethereal gaze, and said slowly: "That's just a legend, when the Great War of the Hundred Clans was much older, there was a storage zài that exceeded the emperor level, and there was more than one order. It is said to be called the clan level, the honor level, and the god level. But whether there is one or not, I'm afraid no one knows. ”

The heart twitched strangely, making Hu Jue feel a little inexplicable trance, and there were also some inexplicable agitations. In the dark, he seemed to believe that these Zhan Zong, Zhan Zun, and War God who surpassed the emperor level were real. After all, there is the creation god Ashu Mo Cun, since he is called a god, it is absolutely impossible for him to be just an emperor-level powerhouse. So what is he? Zhan Zong, Zhan Zun, or God of War.

The old man looked at Ling Hujue, who was a little stunned, and wondered the mood in the depths of his eyes......

Long...... Shocked, the fox woke up like a dream, he gritted his teeth, forced himself to float - a smile on his face and said, "Brother, it's almost there, right?"

Although the twilight was approaching, he could not stop the old man's gaze in the slightest, he looked into the distance and said, "It's almost there, it's half an hour younger." ”

Time fades away faintly in the darkness of the night, and the figure of the magic moon is faintly hidden in the rich night.

Half an hour later, they came to the foot of a gentle peak, where there was a dense and tall green cypress and red maple trees, and dozens of wooden houses of various sizes were hidden in it, and there were faint magic crystal lights flickering. There are no human figures to be seen, no human voices can be heard, only the silence that blends in with the night, and there is a terrifying forest atmosphere!

Put away the magic moon, Ling Hu Jue followed the old man along a green stone path, soon, they passed through the woods, the whole market fell into their eyes, to be honest, this market is not big, there are dozens of wooden houses scattered here, different sizes, different types, the only thing that is the same is that in the eye-catching place of the wooden house, there is a strange flower pattern painted, the petals are pink, and there is a little red light in the dark. A bluestone road zigzags all the wooden houses together, the road is planted with flowers and plants, and there are two Qiao Pavilions, and a small pond is dotted in the meantime, although in the night sè, it reveals such an elegant and quiet, and the meaning of the charm is fluttering.

"The people of the Flower Clan don't like to be noisy, so we have to speak quietly here. The old man lowered his voice. and led Linghu Jue towards one of the wooden houses. Under the eaves of the wind chimes, there is a jade plaque with a clear and bright connoisseur, and the words "Huajian Fang" are written on the seal.

Before the two of them entered the door, a string of heart-pounding laughter came out, and the sound like ice beads falling on the jade plate sounded: "Yue Shao, it's not that our small shop doesn't give you face, it's really not a coincidence, that cold ice fruit was bought by a senior of the Electric Clan." ”

With three points of sycophancy, a male voice with seven points of arrogance sounded: "Star Pick Fairy, that is, you, otherwise I really can't swallow this breath, okay, Young Master Ben will leave first, just wait for tomorrow's auction." As soon as the words fell, a tall young man walked out of it, squinting at the old man and Ling Hujue, who were so cold, so cold, so contemptuous and indifferent, with an indescribable sense of arrogance and contempt. He snorted slightly, waved the sleeves of his robe, and floated away.

The old man and Linghu were not annoyed, glanced at each other, and walked into the house. Speaking of the house, it is more like a flower garden, planted with red star peach blossoms, and long vines climb all over the walls of the house, spreading all the way to the skylight on the roof. Under the skylight, there is a long wooden table, behind the table, there is a woman in green clothes about twenty years old, very beautiful, straight as jade nose bridge on both sides of the lovely nose wings are slightly buzzing, the eyes with a little charm after seeing the person obviously brightened, with a little welcome meaning said: "Guan senior, you haven't been here for a long time?" Although her words were said to the old man, those eyes were a little bent to lock Ling Hujue, and the style between the eyebrows was even stronger.

Seeing the girl's gaze staring at Ling Fox's handsome face so stunned, the old man snorted and said, "Ahem-it's still a good brother." ”

After glancing deeply at it again with a bit of sadness, the girl moved her gaze to the old man, and said coquettishly: "Guan senior, you will make fun of me." This little brother is so handsome, of course I have to take a few more looks. ”

The old man was obviously very familiar with the girl in green, and said with a grin: "Star Peach Fairy, this time the old man has a lot of things, otherwise, let's go to the backyard to trade." ”

Liu Mei'er bent, and the woman named Xing Tao said in a variety of styles: "Senior Guan is worthy of being the first human race powerhouse in this radius, and every time he comes, he is so generous, okay, please come with me." After speaking, he walked towards the backyard with a swaying posture, and before going out, he didn't forget to leave Ling Hujue a charming smile: "Little brother, you wait here." ”

The old man nodded at Linghu Jue, and followed Xing Tao to the backyard. Ling Hu Jue walked to the door, leaned on the door frame, looked around, and found that there was a plaque under the eaves of each wooden house with the words "Flower Workshop". This makes him a little strange, it stands to reason that they are all opened by the flower clan, there is no need to open so many rooms, there are obviously not many people here to trade.

Just as he was about to go over and take a look, the old man came out with a solemn face. Ling Hujue, who was pulling to meet him, went out of the gate, and after walking a few steps, he heard Xing Tao's crisp shout: "Little brother, come and sit when you have time." ”

Pulling Linghu Jue to the gazebo not far away and sitting down, the old man said with a calm face: "Brother, it may be a little troublesome." ”

"What's wrong?" Ling Hu said calmly.

The old man sighed and told the whole story, it turned out that since he came to the Misda Mountains, the Electric Clan, one of the hundred clans, had sent people to invite him several times to serve as the guest secretary of the Electric Clan, but he politely refused. But that Xing Tao told him that the Electric Clan sent a strong man, and if he didn't join the Electric Clan again, he would be forcibly expelled from the Lost Da Mountain Range. After speaking, the old man shook his head and said: "This hundred tribes, in the past, were exterminated, but now they are persuaded to surrender, anyway, they just don't give our human race a way to live." ”

"What are you going to do then?" Ling Hu said bluntly.

The old man's eyes burst into flames and said: "Anyway, I have already promised my brother, it doesn't matter if this Misida Mountain Range doesn't stop, not to mention that the old man is not a soft persimmon, if they dare to make a move, they must weigh it." When he said this, the old man rarely showed a domineering spirit, and it was no wonder that the half-step battle king, for the current Misida Mountain Range, it was a peak powerhouse.

"In that case, what is there to worry about?" Ling Hu Jue said with three points of confusion.

"That's right, the bottle of elixir I was going to buy is now put on the auction tomorrow, I'm afraid that when I go to the auction, the people of the Electric Clan will deliberately make trouble. After the old man finished explaining, he shook the wine gourd, found it empty, and threw it into the storage ring.

Linghu Jue thought that the old man was worried about not having enough money, so he immediately took out a bag of magic crystal coins from the storage ring and said, "Brother, that's all I have." ”

The old man sneered, shook his head and said, "Brother, I appreciate your kindness, but here, you use pills as currency, and you don't need it." ”

Linghu Juejun's face was slightly red, and he put the magic crystal coin in the ring again, and said with some embarrassment: "What kind of elixir is it, it can be used as currency." ”

Ling Hu Jue's interruption just now made the faint melancholy between the old man's eyebrows dissipate a lot, coupled with his optimism, the melancholy in his heart at this moment has long disappeared, and he smiled: "This elixir is called" Shuai Ling Dan. "It has a good auxiliary effect on the cultivation of handsome-level martial artists, you know, handsome-level martial artists are the foundation of the hundred clans, and the consumption of this "handsome spirit pill" is massive, so it is reasonable to use this elixir as currency. I had planned to buy that bottle of elixir and have some leftover for your brothers, but it seems unlikely that it is possible now. ”

As soon as Ling Hu Jue wanted to speak, he saw someone walking out of a shop far away from him. The doubts just now surfaced again, so he asked, "Brother, these are the shops of the flower clan." Why do you drive so much?"

The old man half-glanced at his eyelids, and said sourly: "The people of the Hua clan do business, separate the herbs, magic crystals, and magic weapons, and also set up other places for appreciation, exchange, auction, etc., no, there are so many shops in a small market." ”

"Appreciation, auction. Linghu Jue muttered, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a deep smile swept across the corner of his lips: That's it. He got up and picked up the old man and walked towards the other shops.