640.Chapter 640
Ma Rulong was a little worried, because he knew that he knew that he was a little worried
However, Lin Xuan smiled mysteriously, don't worry, I have my own way, it's safe!
All you need to do is give me the addresses of those stores.
Subsequently, Ma Rulong took out a map of Quicksand City and pointed out several stores on it.
Then, Lin Xuan's map was handed over to the dark red divine dragon and the snow-white little monkey, you can do it.
Hmm
The snow-white little monkey looked excited, and the dark red dragon roared again and again, shouting loudly, I like it!
A dragon and a monkey entered the house, and Nangong Sheng and Ma Rulong looked at each other, not knowing what Lin Xuan was doing.
"Wait, you two. Lin Xuan tasted the wine with a smile.
It didn't take long for the snow-white little monkey and the dark red divine dragon to come out, and Nangong Sheng and Ma Rulong turned their heads to look at them, and they were suddenly startled.
"Damn, a miracle!"
"This, this ......"
The two of them were so shocked that they said good things.
Lin Xuan's eyelids also jumped, and the corners of his mouth twitched, he didn't expect these two guys to steal so many things.
I'm afraid that it will soon be a neck oyster and a camphor tax
"Hehe, that one was excited for a while, and I didn't control it well. The dark crimson dragon laughed.
On the side, the snow-white little monkey also looked proud, and happily picked it up.
Next to the two beasts, a pair of glittering ores, filled with pure energy.
Even, their appearance makes the whole courtyard full of aura.
Of course, all this is a snow-white monkey with a small bowl of treasure, from the neck さannoyΦ曛械美blowG Looking at the glittering ore, Nangong Sheng's saliva flowed.
He pounced directly: "It's been sent, it's sent, it's really sent this time!"
"It's too much, isn't it?
"Is it much?" the crimson dragon smirked, "We're going to pick the rest!"
The snow-white monkey nodded on the side, obviously, the two guys had a lot of secrets.
"Brother Lin, this ......"
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"Whatever, just use it, I promise they won't find it. Lin Xuan was very confident.
"That'...... You're welcome!" Ma Rulong also pounced.
"Damn, Golden Spirit Red Flame Mine!" Nangong Sheng's eyes lit up and he grabbed a golden stone the size of a fist.
"Legend has it that this stone contains powerful gold and fire attributes, and it is definitely a sacred relic for martial artists who practice the two attributes of gold and fire!"
"Black Feather Stone!"
Ma Rulong was also shocked, this stone was born with an inscription, containing strange and mysterious energy, if it can be penetrated, it is definitely a great harvest!
Seeing the crazy appearance of the two, the dark red dragon was moved again, his eyes rolled, staring at the ground, ready to make a move.
The snow-white monkey is also squinting with big eyes and beating happily.
"We have all these stones!" Lin Xuan said with a smile.
Sou!
Several people went crazy and shot quickly.
In the end, all the treasures and ores in one place were divided among several people.
Lin Xuan also picked a lot, and three of them were named by him.
The Thunder Stone is a stone left over from the Thunder Tribulation, containing the power of violent thunder and lightning, and even has a mysterious thunder pattern on it.
Fengshen Stone, produced in the Valley of the Wind, contains a strong wind, and the magic is endless.
The Red Fire Golden Black Stone, said to come from the depths of the Sunset Desert, contains the power of strange fire.
Lin Xuan's choice of these three stones is related to his artistic conception.
Among them, he has already comprehended the artistic conception of wind and thunder, as for the artistic conception of fire, although he has not yet comprehended it, but he once supported the flame of the black dragon, and it can be said that he is very familiar with the fire attribute.
It's not very difficult to comprehend it.
And these three kinds of stones can just help him understand the artistic conception.
In fact, Lin Xuan originally wanted to cultivate sword intent alone, so as to ensure single-mindedness.
However, the Scarlet Divine Dragon told him to let him practice as much artistic conception as possible, especially the artistic conception of the five elements.
Saying that it is very important for his future martial arts path.
Although the Dark Crimson Divine Dragon did not elaborate, Lin Xuan was contemplative, and finally decided to do what the Dark Red Divine Dragon said.
After all, although the Dark Crimson Divine Dragon's cultivation was lost, he had reached unbelievable heights, and it must have made sense to say so.
The artistic conception of wind and thunder belongs to the mutated artistic conception of the five elements, so Lin Xuan decided to improve the artistic conception of wind and thunder at the same time, he also participated in the artistic conception of fire as soon as possible.
When Lin Xuan was happy and crazy, he raised the obituary of the art of the arts
All the rare ores in their store were gone, and only some ordinary goods remained.
When those deacons saw this scene, they were directly frightened and fainted.
"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish!"
An old man roared wildly, he was the town guard elder of a curiosity shop, and he was roaring wildly in the store at the moment.
"A group of people, who can't even see a few stones, why don't you die!"
"Sir, Elder, the stone was suddenly gone. Several of the deacons trembled with fear.
"Suddenly gone?" the elder's face darkened.
He didn't sense that anyone was coming at all, and the defensive formations around him were all there, and there was no sign of being destroyed.
However, the treasure in the store is missing.
"Hell, hell!" the elder trembled angrily, he couldn't explain to the family at all.
Moreover, this kind of thing will definitely not be believed by the family leaders.
"Bunch of shit, get out! check it all out for me!" the elder roared.
Then, he ran to the family in a rage.
Such a big thing happened, he didn't dare to hide it at all.
However, when he came to the family, he was shocked again.
Because the family meeting hall was full of elders, and the patriarch was sitting on top of the hall, his face was gloomy, and his body exuded a terrifying aura.
And in the center of the main hall, there were several people standing with sad faces.
The atmosphere in the whole hall was very depressing.
The heart of the elder who came to repay was beating wildly, could it be that the family already knew?
There was cold sweat on his forehead, and his body trembled slightly, he had lost so many rare ores, even killing him was not enough!
Thinking of this, he felt that his legs were a little weak.
"Old Seven, you're here!"
Suddenly, the patriarch's voice came.
Swish!
Everyone's eyes looked at him, and the elder was taken aback.
"No, isn't this ......?"
The crowd sighed, their faces ugly.
"Old Seven, what are you doing here?" the Great Elder asked.
"This, this ......" The Seventh Elder broke into a cold sweat and didn't know how to speak.
Seeing this scene, everyone was more affirmed.
Something was lost in the store. After the Seven Elders had a hard time.
Rumble!
Hearing this, the aura on the patriarch's body suddenly exploded, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, sweeping in all directions.
It was the breath that belonged to the Venerable One, and it was emitted at this moment, very strong, like a hundred thousand divine mountains, filling the top.
"One thing, I think the whole store is lost!" the patriarch said in a harsh voice.
"Patriarch spare his life!"
The Seventh Elder knelt on the ground with a puff, his body trembling.
"Today it seems to have gone evil, obviously no one has stolen it, but those treasures have just disappeared out of thin air. ”
"Patriarch, I'm really not lying!"
The Seven Elders cried out in their hearts, even he couldn't say this, but he could only say it.
"Believe, how can I not believe it!"
The patriarch roared angrily, with a furious aura: "Because you are not the first to say it, I have heard this three times!"