"Well, yes, there are, but those are my food," Xiaohu felt a little guilty, so he hesitated and spoke out.
"Food, what kind of food," Fang Chen asked subconsciously.
Xiaohu responded: "It's just some rocks, my main source of food."
"Stones," Fang Chen was a little surprised and continued: "You said those stones are treasures,"
"Yes, that is a very rare thunder meteorite. Of course it is a treasure," Xiaohu said proudly. This thunder meteorite was specially left for it by its parents, and it was also the only thing it could take out.
"What, thunder meteorite?" Fang Chen exclaimed. Thunder meteorite is exactly what he needs, or what Lan Zining needs. He didn't expect that there is thunder meteorite here. You must know that Ming Ke said that thunder meteorite is what he needs. Meteorites were rare even in the ancient world of cultivation, and what surprised Fang Chen even more was that this little guy actually used thunder meteorites as food.
"Master, there is nothing strange about this. Some spiritual beasts are born with different species and like to feed on all kinds of strange stones. But I didn't expect that this little guy also belongs to this category. I didn't see it at first glance," Ming said with a little surprise in his tone. Obviously he didn't arrive first, but this little guy was still a alien species. This gave Fang Chen an advantage. You must know that once this alien spiritual beast grows up, its combat power can increase dozens of times. If you want to completely conquer it by then, , almost impossible.
"I've never heard of it," Fang Chen curled his lips, "You can't be fooling me with those random things, are you?" If this little guy knew that he needed thunder meteorites the most, he would probably raise his tail to the sky, and maybe even more After negotiating conditions with himself, Fang Chen made up his mind not to let this little guy know his intentions.
This time it was Xiaohu's turn to be surprised: "What, you haven't heard of thunder meteorite? You are too ignorant." Although thunder meteorite is rare, it is one of the top ten rare stones and treasures in the world. There is no such thing in the world of cultivation. Which cultivator doesn’t know this?
"By the way, what era is it now?" Xiaohu suddenly remembered a serious question.
"It's 2011," Fang Chen responded, "Oh, by the way, you should be from the ancient times. Let me tell you, the earth now is completely different from before, and the highest realm of cultivators is also It’s just the prehistoric level,”
"Prehistoric Order..." Xiaohu was completely speechless. He finally understood why the latter had never heard of thunder meteorites. Although the Prehistoric Order was not the bottom of the ancient world of cultivation, it only belonged to some families. Cultivators like thugs in captivity are the kind who can earn a living. Unexpectedly, cultivators of this level are already the highest in the world of cultivation.
"Thunder meteorites are a real treasure, and there are only these in this cave. There is really nothing else," Xiaohu continued.
"Then what should I do? Didn't I come here in vain this time?" Fang Chen felt depressed for a while, and then said to Xiaohu: "Well, I'll just make do with the Thunder Meteorite, and you can just give me a few meals."
"What, a few meals, you are really a stone when you treat the thunder meteorite, let alone a meal. I only have a total of more than a hundred yuan. If I want to give it, I can only give you ten yuan. I will rely on this thing in the future. ," Xiaohu yelled, "Are you kidding? How many meals do you need? Even the combined wealth of peak spiritual beasts like its parents is not enough to exchange for so many thunder meteorites.
Fang Chen snorted and said: "Tch, I think you are just a poor guy. I really shouldn't have wasted my energy and blood on signing a contract with you. I originally thought that signing a contract with you would bring any benefits. Now it seems that my decision was What a mistake," Fang Chen looked like he had suffered a great loss.
"Who said I was a poor man? You don't know the use of thunder meteorite and its preciousness. Xiaohu immediately stopped working. He is most afraid that others will look down on him. To put it simply, he loves to save face.
"I just don't know. I don't care how precious it is. Anyway, if you don't give me twenty yuan, you will be a poor man in my eyes," Fang Chen said desperately.
"Isn't it just twenty yuan? Here you go." After saying that, Xiaohu took out twenty purple stones from his body. Each stone was about the size of a middle-aged man's fist. It exuded thunderous energy. of energy, purple arcs constantly surrounding its surface.
Of course Fang Chen saw it through the ring, and immediately asked Ming to take away the twenty pieces of thunder meteorites. Although he was happy now, he still pretended to be at a loss and said: "Hey, who asked me to put a For living like this, okay, I reluctantly accepted the twenty yuan, and then you think about whether you still have any treasures."
"It's really gone," Xiaohu smiled when he saw that Fang Chen didn't say he was a poor man anymore. Even though it hurt him to take out the twenty yuan, it was equivalent to twenty years of food for him.
Fang Chen nodded, and immediately quickened his pace to keep up with the crowd. Although he already knew that there was no treasure in front of him, if he wanted to get out, he would still need the cracking methods of the supervisors.
"Xiaohu, are you able to kill that half-step master in an instant?" Fang Chen estimated that the crack method and the map should be in the hands of the leader, but the latter's strength is not as good as Fang Chen's. It was much higher. Even if he had many trump cards, Fang Chen had no confidence in killing the opponent, so he focused on Xiaohu.
"I have a magical power called Sky-Swallowing and Earth-Swallowing. However, because I am not strong enough now, I need to sleep for more than a month to use this magical power. If you are in danger during this period, I will not be able to help you," Xiaohu hesitated. road.
"Okay, don't worry, I will be alive and well within a month," Fang Chen's face lit up and he responded nonchalantly. Fang Chen, who had many trump cards, would not die easily.
"Okay, then you have to live well, but don't die. If you die, I will be dead," Xiaohu said uneasily. It is not the same as before. Its life is not completely decided by itself.
Fang Chen didn't speak anymore, but was thinking about how to lure the half-step master to a deserted place. After all, the latter had two or three subordinates. If he ran up unprepared, , will definitely die, and besides, there are so many contestants around, who can guarantee that once the strong man dies, there will be few people who are greedy for the latter's wealth.
"How long does it take," one of the supervisors complained. They had been walking for more than an hour, but they still had not exited the passage.
"Stop talking nonsense, it's almost over," the half-step heaven-level expert said with a frown.