"It's just that there is only one chance, if it doesn't work, it will be a heavy loss, if there is a person of the same level who practices first, it would be good. Master Qu was excited and then worried.

"Then how about you give Master Qu a practice for the one in your hand?" Yi Heng said.

"Is this a true word?" Master Qu was incredulous.

"Impossible, you don't know the preciousness of this thing, where can you find a natural high-grade magic weapon? This bear can have this claw, it must be more than 10,000 catties, extremely fierce, and the ordinary foundation building monk is definitely not an opponent. ”

"Okay, okay, Master Qu, I will give you a practice when I say that I will give you a practice, I still have it here, but please keep it a secret from Master Qu. "Yi Heng doesn't have much time, so he has to explain it within an hour.

With a wave of his right hand, a giant bear appeared in the open space of the courtyard.

From the moment the bear corpse appeared, Master Qu never said anything again, resisted the faint coercion, carefully touched the bear corpse here, took a closer look there, and after a stick of incense, he got up and looked at Yi Heng with a sweat.

"Senior, slack. "Obviously, Yi Heng is a foundation building monk.

"What kind of magic weapon can this bear refine, and what is the grade? If it satisfies me, the remaining corners will be left to you. Yi Heng didn't bother to explain.

Master Qu was overjoyed when he heard this, it was the biggest benefit to be able to practice with this bear, and it would be perfect if he had some corners.

"Its claws can refine a set of top-grade needle-type magic weapons, complete skin, uh, can refine more than two top-grade defensive clothing, because if you want to practice, I'm afraid it will waste a lot. ”

Originally, when I saw the immaculate bear skin, I wanted to sigh again, but when I thought that there was a foundation monk in front of me, I immediately stopped.

"Superb, I think it should be very powerful. Yi Heng thought to himself.

"Are there many of these best magic weapons?" he was not very relieved.

"Senior, you come to me to see, I have been refining here all my life, and I have only seen that there will be an auction once, where is the more? ”

When Master Qu mentioned the refining weapon he was working on, he didn't care whether it was a Qi refining monk or a foundation building monk in front of him, and shouted.

"Okay, okay, just ask, that's it, just give me two sets of top-quality defensive suits and a set of top-quality needle-type magic weapons at that time.

You can do whatever you want with the rest, but only if you don't expose it, or you should know the wrath of a foundation-building monk. Yi Heng had to let out cruel words.

Master Qu listened to the front, and there was a lot of this blood, flesh, and bones, and it was actually his own, and he was so excited that he almost jumped.

But when he heard the last sentence, he looked around nervously, and immediately swept it with his hand, and the bear corpse disappeared, leaving only a faint coercion.

"Seniors rest assured, it will be kept secret, and seniors can come to collect it after a month. After receiving the bear corpse, he suppressed his excitement and whispered.

Seeing that he was cautious, Yi Heng didn't say anything anymore, so he turned around and walked out of the courtyard, and when he passed the shop, he smiled at the young monk, and then walked out of the door and began to wander around again.

"Senior Brother Li, I received a message from Senior Brother Wan, that Yi Heng is still wandering around today, and he has no intention of leaving Fang City. ”

In an attic, four yellow-clothed monks were sitting cross-legged, and one of them received the talisman that flew in and said to Senior Brother Li.

"This man is cautious, but what exactly does he want to do? What methods does he have? I don't even know at all, all I can know is that there is the title of the first person under the eighth floor inside the door, brave and scheming, but what years has this been?"

Senior Brother Li frowned and said, it is not so easy to deal with a personal disciple, and it must be investigated, but this Yi Heng is so mysterious that he doesn't even know his cultivation and magic weapons, which is too low-key.

Zeng Yushu, who entered the personal biography at the same time as him, although he was brave and strategic, but his shortcomings were also very obvious, as long as he designed it simply, he was afraid that he would come in obediently knowing that it was a trap.

"Keep staring, did he go to all the shops he went to, did he buy anything?" Senior Brother Li was a little depressed, he visited dozens or hundreds of stores for a month, what did this person want to do?

"I went to ask, I didn't buy anything, I just asked for the price or something. ”

"Be prepared to stay here for a long time, it's worth paying more to kill a family heir. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Li. The attic fell silent again.

Yi Heng didn't know if his caution had worked, but he still continued to wander around every day.

It was also good to wander around, not only to find out a few black shops, but also to find out when and where the underground auction began.

Of course, these are all the merits of the Spirit Pill Pavilion.

At this time, he stayed in the alchemy room of the Spirit Pill Pavilion, and after paying hundreds of spirit stones, he could be here for an hour every day for a month, and this was still a few transactions with the middle-aged Confucian before to gain trust.

Looking at the top-grade Gathering Spirit Pill in his hand, Yi Heng smiled with satisfaction.

After countless wandering around, one plant here and two there, he bought fifty elixirs for gathering elixirs, thirty elixirs for healing saint pills, plus the elixirs in the storage bag, all of which had been refined within a month.

Refining the pill is very easy for him now, but it is still a bit difficult to grade the pill, but the abundance of this harvest makes him brow.

There are almost no lower-grade pills in the storage bag, sixty bottles of medium-grade, thirty bottles of high-grade, and there are actually ten bottles of top-grade Juling Pill, which is because of the use of medicinal materials for more than a hundred years.

The healing pill is also 30 bottles of medium grade, 20 bottles of top grade, and 10 bottles of excellent quality.

The best Gathering Spirit Pill, this is the elixir that even the foundation building monks have to grab, how valuable it is, in fact, he doesn't know.

He only knew that when he threw a grain in his mouth, he felt like the dantian was about to explode, and the aura exploded in an instant, allowing him to cultivate to the peak of the twelfth layer almost directly.

So he didn't dare to try again, and if he had another grain, he would have to build a foundation, but he didn't know anything about how to build a foundation.

"It's time to pick up the artifact today, I hope you don't disappoint me. He thought to himself.

Out of the Lingdan Pavilion, the middle-aged Confucian students were not surprised, they were like this for a month, saying that they suddenly had an understanding of alchemy, and they didn't have time to go back, so they had to be here, I don't know if there is a single percent of their teacher's skills, that is to be able to refine a medium-grade pill.

Yi Heng still walked slowly towards the refining shop, and as soon as he entered the store, a figure came out and stood in front of him, startling him, but when he saw that it was Master Qu, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Master Qu, what are you?"

"Senior, come with me, I've been waiting for you for a few days. ”

"It's not going to fail. Yi Heng thought depressedly, and had no choice but to follow him into the backyard.

"Thank you, seniors. Master Qu bowed to Yi Heng when he entered the backyard, and said sincerely, Master Qu's cultivation is not high, the ninth layer of qi refining, as a casual cultivation and a special refining weapon, it is not bad to have this cultivation.

"Could it be that Daoyou Qu has not been refined?" Yi Heng's face sank, and the coercion gradually forced towards Master Qu.