Fu Shiyi waited for Sanniang's luck and breath adjustment to be completed, then helped the person outside the cave, then returned and collected the body of the silver-spotted viper with San Bo.
The toxins of the silver-spotted viper are concentrated in its gallbladder, so its body is edible. Especially after reaching the second level, the aura it contains is more than five times that of red marrow rice.
Fu Shiyi and San Bo worked hard for nearly half an hour before sorting out the corpses of the second-order silver-spotted vipers. Fu Shiyi looked at the snake meat piled up like a hill and his eyes narrowed into slits with laughter. Not counting the venom sacs and fangs of the silver-spotted viper, the value of this pile of spiritual flesh alone is comparable to the total red marrow rice she has planted in the past six years.
Sure enough, no matter where you are, there are high risks and high returns!
Seeing that the old man had finished his work and stood up, Fu Shiyi stepped forward and asked for instructions: "Grandpa, how should I dispose of the body of this third-level silver-spotted viper?"
Although the old man's face was still a little pale, he was generally fine. He made a seal with his hands, and the flying sword that was originally inserted seven inches away from the third-order silver-spotted viper ejected with a "buzz" sound, and then flew out of the nearly 100-foot long sword.
Several afterimages flashed across the snake, and with a move of the old man's hand, several things flew out from the dead snake.
"The fangs and venom sacs of this third-level silver-spotted venomous snake are of some use to me. As for its physical body, you keep it in the ice cave of the clan. For your Qi training period, it is no different from the first-level high-grade spiritual elixir.
A rare and great tonic."
After the old man finished speaking, he walked around the Poison Pond, then asked Fu Shiyi and San Bo to stay away from each other, and then took out the Yuexuan Gourd the size of a thumb.
Fu Shiyi saw the Yuexuan gourd spinning in the air, and then a suction force came out from it. As if being summoned, the poisonous water in the Poison Pond made a "swish" sound, flowed upstream from the Tan, and was thrown into the gourd.
in.
The Yuexuan Gourd may not look big, but it actually absorbed every drop of the entire pool of venom, and it looks like it can hold even more.
"The venom of this gourd is enough to successfully refine nearly a hundred second-level middle-grade poison pills. If all of them can be sold, they can be sold for one or two thousand spiritual stones."
Fu Shiyi heard the third uncle's murmur next to him and said happily: "Third uncle, isn't it a big step for us to borrow the spiritual stone of the Foundation Establishment Pill?"
The old man who put the Yuexuan Gourd back into the storage bag heard this, but shook his head and said: "The refining of the second-level poison elixir is to extract, refine and then concentrate the toxins. During this process, the alchemist must be corroded by the poisonous gas, so he often refines it
Before making poison pills, you need to take a higher level detoxification pill in advance. Only in this way can you calm your mind."
The price of detoxifying pills is much higher than that of poison pills of the same level, and third-level detoxifying pills are even more rare. Therefore, regardless of the cost, in fact, the amount of spiritual stones that can be earned from this poisonous pool is only six to seven hundred, and there are still
Not counting the alchemist’s fees.
But this is already good.
You must know that they have planted the blood spirit grass for five years, and after refining it into the blood spirit pill, they can sell it all for only four to five hundred spirit stones.
"Grandpa, have you caught the chicken thief?"
Fu Shiyi paid close attention when he was collecting the snake meat, but he didn't find any footprints. He wondered if the marks were erased due to the fight just now.
"The footprints disappeared by this pool."
The old man didn't expect Fu Shiyi to still remember this, so he looked at her appreciatively.
After the Poison Pond was emptied, its depth was revealed. It was sixty meters deep, but no openings for entry and exit were found on the walls of the Poison Pond, and the bottom of the Poison Pond was also a piece of mud.
Fu Shiyi remembered that the chicken thief was invisible, and tentatively said:
"Grandfather, is this chicken thief hiding in this empty pond right now?"
"It's possible!"
After the old man finished speaking, he took out the porcelain white vial again. He shook the bottle mouth towards the center of the poison pool, and a piece of fine white ash poured down. With a wave of his sleeve, the white ash suddenly turned into a huge rain curtain, covering the entire poison pond.
The pool enveloped it.
Wait until the white ash falls to the ground.
The flying sword hanging over the old man flew out instantly, crisscrossing the poisonous pool, leaving a pool of afterimages, but no trace of the chicken thief appeared.
"Could it be that the chicken thief was swallowed by a silver-spotted viper?"
Fu Shiyi muttered, but did not believe that the chicken thief would be so stupid as to send him to the door of his own accord to be eaten by a poisonous snake. He said to the third uncle on the side: "Three uncle, try using your jackhammer?"
The third uncle was a little hesitant when he heard the words. He looked at the old man. The old man hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
"Uh-huh!"
Sanbo coughed slightly in embarrassment, and then threw the hammer the size of an adult's fist tied to his waist into the air. The hammer grew in the wind, and in his breath, it turned into a huge hammer as wide as a poisonous pool.
"Disease!"
As soon as San Bo made a seal, the giant hammer hanging in the air struck down hard at lightning speed.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and then the grotto suddenly shook.
Fu Shiyi was dumbfounded. He knew that Uncle San was not good at fighting, so he ordered such a giant hammer from the weapon refiner in order to defeat the enemy with brute force.
But this battle is too big!
If it weren't for the old man's flying swords protecting the three of them, they would have been smashed into pieces by the huge rocks rolling down from the grotto. The third uncle also looked puzzled:
"This... this can't be done. My Thousand-Jin Hammer is only a second-order mid-grade magic weapon, so it's not that powerful!"
The shock lasted for a cup of tea before it subsided. The old man waved his sleeves, and the boulder that had fallen into the poisonous pool immediately flew aside.
At the bottom of the pool, a crack three to four meters wide leaked out. Gusts of dark wind swirled up from it. Fu Eleven and the other three looked at each other, and it seemed that there was something else under the bottom of the pool.
The old man jumped up and reached the bottom of the pond first, followed by Fu Shiyi and San Bo.
"You guys will wait for me to go in for half a quarter of an hour before following me."
The old man confessed and got into the crack. Fu Shiyi and Uncle San were cautious, followed up late, and walked down the crack for more than ten miles.
"Wow - wow -"
Suddenly, a series of hoarse and rough screams sounded, which made people feel desolate but frightened. San Bo stopped and listened for a while, and said solemnly:
"It's the cry of a crow, Eleven, be careful, we should be almost at our destination."
Places with crows are mostly ominous places. They usually live in mass graves and eat scavengers, half alive and half dead, but they rarely attack people actively.
As expected.
The two of them followed the cries of crows and walked downhill for several hundred meters. After passing through a hole, their eyes suddenly opened up.
The first thing that caught the eye was a deserted path. There were rows of dead trees on both sides of the path. The dead trees were filled with rows of black crows, staring at Fu Shiyi and San Bo with stern eyes. p>
Except for the sad cries of crows, the entire space was completely silent.
Fu Shiyi unconsciously approached the third uncle, but the third uncle motioned to Fu Shiyi to look up. Fu Shiyi raised his head blankly. Even though he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help but see a blood moon hanging in the sky.