Wang Lung frowned, and the gifts were given to each other, and the giver also put forward conditions, which was beyond his expectations.

But in a moment, Wang Lung already knew that Cun Qi was stupid, and the puppet he gave away was his own appearance, and he was probably afraid that Wang Lung would not cherish it.

Wang Lung smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, I won't give that puppet to others, and I won't abuse it." ”

"That's not what I meant. Cun Qi shook his head and said, "I'll give it to you, but you have to promise me that before you become a cultivator, don't let others open it for you." ”

Wang Lung was puzzled and asked, "Why is this?"

Cun Qi smiled, pretending to be mysterious and said: "Secret, you will know when the time comes, if you don't agree, I won't give it to you." ”

Wang Lung smiled bitterly and shook his head, Cun Qi actually returned what he had just said to himself intact, just a puppet, it was so mysterious, the more Cun Qi didn't let him open it now, the more unbearable his heart became, but if he didn't agree, with Cun Qi's personality, it was really possible not to give it to himself.

Anyway, I will accept it first, anyway, I am not far from building the foundation, and it will not be too late to see it then, so Wang Lung nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you, anyway, to drive the puppet must be infused with spiritual power, and I now understand the early stage, so naturally I can't drive it." ”

Cun Qi grinned, and took out a rectangular wooden box with his backhand, with a golden talisman pasted on it, looking at the fluorescent points on its surface, thinking that it was a prohibition under Cun Qi, Wang Lung didn't care, and reached out to pick it up, not wanting Cun Qi to retract his hand.

Wang Lung was puzzled: "What, didn't I agree, did you regret it?"

Cun Qi shook his head and said, "No, you can't just promise me, you have to make an oath." ”

Wang Lung was almost laughed at by Inch Qiqi, just a broken puppet. It was so solemn that he even had to swear by himself, but helplessly, Wang Lung raised his right hand above his head, stretched out his middle finger, and pretended to make an oath.

Seeing that Wang Lung was so obedient. Cun Qi then handed the wooden box back to Wang Long, and said, "You can promise me, you can't open it." ”

Wang Lung nodded: "Don't worry, since I have sworn an oath, I will naturally not break my word and gain weight." Seeing Cun Qi's smile, Wang Lung continued to ask, "By the way, you haven't told me where your home is on that planet." ”

Cunqi's face was embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "My father won't let me say it, I ...... it."

I haven't finished talking yet. Wang Lung raised his hand to interrupt and interjected: "Forget it, your father is a guardian, his whereabouts are secretive, naturally he doesn't like others to disturb him, it's okay, anyway, we will meet in the future." ”

Cun Qi smiled apologetically, and the two chatted for a while. Then they fell asleep one after another.

At noon the next day, the ship returned to land. The cultivators recruited by Baishantang, except for Wang Long, the rest all said goodbye and left, and Cun Qi also waved goodbye to Wang Lung, making an appointment to meet again in the future, but Wang Lung returned to Shunhe City with Baishantang.

A brother and two are helping to refine the Dan Furnace on another planet. It would take a few days to come and pick him up, Wang Lung couldn't leave for the time being, and he wasn't familiar with the situation of the Celestial Spirit Star, so he could only go back to Shunhe City for the time being before making plans.

When they came, they did the same when they returned. When the cultivator left, there were servants from Baishantang to ride, Wang Lung did not ask to sit in a car alone, but sat with Luo Tu's father and daughter, and the three of them chatted about various interesting things about Tianjing Star on the road, but also killed time.

In the middle of the night, Shunhe City was in sight, the beast cart entered the city, stopped at the gate of Baishan Hall, Wang Lung thanked Luo Tu and others, turned around and walked to the inn where he lived a few days ago.

If it is late at night today, Wang Lung has not yet planned where to go, so he can only stay and make plans tomorrow.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day when it was close to noon, Wang Lung woke up leisurely, and did not get out of bed immediately, but sat on the bed and pondered.

The two brothers did not explicitly say that it would take a few days to pick him up, and now that Shunhe has been all over the place, there is no point in continuing to stay, the elves on the elves are a big family, although they have seen some elves a few days ago, but they have not entered the hinterland of the elves to visit, how can they not see the elves when they come to the elves, say it, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Fortunately, I had a conversation with Luo Tu's father and daughter yesterday, there is a human race city not far from Shunhe City, the city is called Split Sky, it is the largest city of the human race, and the head office of Baishantang is in this city, according to Luo Tu, a hundred kilometers south of Split Sky City will enter the realm of the elf race, and the spirit race has no city, and most of them live in tree houses and caves.

Having made up his mind, Wang Lung was going to take advantage of the Sky Splitting City to enter the elven clan for a visit, got up and washed up and left after lunch.

At this time, it was just noon, the sun was blazing, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets of the trade area, but Wang Lung just saw several times as many cultivators walking on the streets, most of them in a hurry, with unkind expressions.

Wang Lung wondered, even in normal times, there were only 100 cultivators in the trade area, but now looking at the number, there were at least nearly 1,000 people, could it be that there was another group of cultivators to purchase the Blood Frost.

This is the only possibility that can explain that the supply of Blood Thread Frost is now in short supply, and the demand has skyrocketed, and the Celestial Spirit Star is one of the production areas of Bloodstain Frost, and it is understandable that the number of cultivators has increased.

Wang Lung ignored it, and walked directly out of the trade area, walking alone, crossing the forest and the stream straight to the Split Sky City.

Although Heaven Splitting City is not far from Shunhe City, this distance can only be applied in Tianjing Star, and the distance between the two places is more than a thousand kilometers, if it weren't for Wang Lung's special physique, it would take at least a month to walk a thousand kilometers.

Even so, Wang Lung did not go at full speed, he stopped and stopped, and hurried while playing, and only entered the Sky Splitting City at night to live, this time Wang Lung did not enter the trade area, and he had the currency of the Celestial Spirit Star on his body, so he found the largest inn to live in.

The area division of Split Sky City and Shunhe City is roughly the same, but the area is more than twice as large as Shunhe City, the next day Wang Lung wandered around the city for half a day, feeling that the folk customs of Split Sky City are similar to Shunhe City, so there is no intention to continue playing, turn around and go south, not far from Split Sky City, it is already dense with jungle.

According to Luo Tu, although the elf race is the largest race in the Celestial Spirits, the race is not unified internally, but is composed of tribes of different sizes, some tribes have more than one million people, while small tribes have only a thousand people, although there are not many large tribes, but there are hundreds, although the elves are surrounded by tribes, but there are shrines.

The altar is a sacred place for the elves, and it is strictly forbidden for outsiders to enter. Outside cultivators are even more inaccessible, the altar is not a place of sacrifice, but the management core of the elf clan, there are a total of 100 elders in it, and one person from each of the largest top 100 tribes is elected as an elder to jointly manage the entire elf clan. Therefore, to outsiders, the elves seem to be scattered, but in fact they are very united.

And Wang Lung entered the territory of the elves not far away, only about 300 kilometers, and found a small tribe, the elves of the tribe were relatively short, less than five feet tall, handsome men and beautiful women.

See that Wang Lung is a human race. The Terrans, who were not dressed in Celestial Stars, knew that he was from another planet, and was accompanied by the elders of the tribe to let Wang Lung see the tribe's specialties.

Wang Lung smiled bitterly, he entered the elf clan for fun, not to buy special products, but the elder had a good idea, and Wang Lung was not easy to refuse, so he had to visit hard.

Not to mention. Although this tribe is small, there is one thing that surprises Wang Lung. It is the wine made by the tribe picking wild fruits from the mountains, forests, and forests, and the wine is mellow and fragrant, and it is very sweet, and it is very delicious.

The elder frowned. Although the wine is nothing to them, the tribe does not have much stock, and it is mainly used to exchange urgently needed materials with the human race.

After explaining the difficulty. Wang Lung laughed, maybe others can't meet the needs of the tribe, but for him it's a pediatric.

When he killed Buffon, he harvested more than five million jade coins from him, which happened to be the common currency of the Celestial Spirits, and Wang Lung did not embarrass the elders of the tribe, and proposed to exchange the jade coins for fine wine, and the exchange rate was proposed by the elders.

Wang Lung is not pretending to be generous, in fact, the jade coins can only be consumed in the Tianjing Star, he will leave this place in a few days, when he will come to the Tianjing Star again, I really don't know, there is no use in keeping more than five million jade coins, it is better to cheap the local people.

Since Wang Lung provided the jade coins, the old man readily agreed, and after the two sides exchanged a hundred jars of fine wine, Wang Lung got up to take his leave.

A hundred jars of fine wine is enough for Wang Lung to drink for a period of time, a jar is full of 100 catties, 100 jars of 10,000 catties, if Wang Lung does not drink it as water, there is no problem to drink it for more than ten or twenty years, and this wine is only available on the Tianjing Star, and it is only produced in that small tribe, its value can be imagined, if you are short of money in the future, you can sell part of it for some belongings.

In this way, Wang Lung walked around the elf tribe, and when he met the tribe, he entered it, looked at the local specialties, and if there was something he was satisfied with, he had exchanged jade coins, which were better than the materials of the alien planet, and Wang Lung had a huge amount of money, and often bought everything he bought was sold out.

Even so, within two days, Wang Lung had spent less than a million jade coins, and the two brothers never showed up.

Wang Lung was not in a hurry for the time being, but he had planned to stay in the Celestial Spirit Star for a month before leaving, but it was only less than ten days, and he still had some leisure.

It was nearly dusk on this day, and Wang Lung came to a large tribal land, where the elves were slightly different from other places, Wang Lung had seen them, they looked very similar to the human race, only the skin color and ears were slightly different, and the height was about the same as that of ordinary people.

After entering the tribe, Wang Lung did not have a special reception like the previous times, and the elves he met did not regard him as a distinguished guest at all, which seemed to be strange.

Wang Lung didn't care, in fact, he also understood that in large tribes, there were many visitors from alien planets like him, and the elves in the tribe had seen too much, so he was not interested.

No one paid attention to it, Wang Longle was leisurely, wandering around the tribe at will, buying interesting things when he saw them, tasting the local delicacies at dinner, and finding an elf inn to live in the evening.

After a night without a word, Wang Lung got up early in the morning, intending to visit the tribe again, and leave as soon as there was nothing else to do.

He hadn't gone far, Wang Lung saw a crowd of people in the distance, and there were nearly a hundred cultivators arguing in front of a tree house.

There were cultivators all around, humans, demons, and elves, and Wang Lung stood on the periphery and couldn't see what was happening inside, so he had to look around, but found three familiar characters coming into view.

Lu Xiangju, it won't be such a coincidence, a few days ago, it was one of the spirit clan shops that competed with Baishantang for the blood reelwood frost on Ludao, could it be that this is it, when Wang Lung was suspicious, he heard a familiar voice in his ears.

"Seniors, please listen to the juniors. Seeing that the noisy voices of the cultivators gradually stopped, the man continued: "At the beginning, you asked our store to buy blood reed cream, and the order has already stated that the goods will be delivered within a month, and the store has not breached the contract, why are you clamoring to cancel the order, our store has already sent additional manpower to collect blood reed cream everywhere, if all the seniors withdraw all the orders, then who will compensate for the loss of the store, millions of blood rex cream, this store can not sell for a while." ”

Looking for prestige, I saw a familiar face, it was one of the stewards of Luxiangju who went to Luxiang Island at the beginning, the world was so small, not long after entering the hinterland of the Spirit Clan, I met an acquaintance.

At this time, someone shouted: "We don't care, I don't know which guy went crazy and spread the actual value of the blood reed frost, let me and others mistakenly believe the slander, but it is not worth it at all, what do we want the blood reed cream for, quickly cancel the order, return the deposit to us, those deposits don't say buy a thousand blood reed creams, even if a million can be bought, Lao Tzu doesn't do this loss-making business." ”

Lu Xiangju steward said: "Senior, you can't say that, when you bought and I sold, everyone was voluntary, and the small shop did not ask the seniors to buy, and now the blood star cream has depreciated, but the predecessors have reversed themselves, which makes the small shop how to deal with it, those blood star cream, the small shop also spent a lot of effort to collect, if the seniors don't want it, don't let it rot in the small shop." ”

Seeing that everyone was silent, the steward continued: "After all, the blood star frost is a spirit grass, and it has some use for your predecessors, and for the small shop, it is just a commodity, and the blood star frost has no other use for our Tianjing Star clans, although the small shop is filled with one of the six major shops of the spirit clan, but it can't do that loss-making business, a few days ago, a senior came here and asked to return the order, the younger generation has already said that the order cannot be withdrawn, you still need to take the blood star frost away." (To be continued......)