1802. Chapter 1802 Meeting Master and Apprentice 10
Xiling Muxue snorted coldly and said: "Since it's a joke, then hand it over quickly. It has been delayed for a month, so don't delay it any longer."
"Yes yes yes."
Ling Xiande said yes again and again, with a layer of fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He took out the four junior and mid-level magic weapons, four junior and high-level secondary drills, and two promised in advance from his storage bag.
Ten pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones were handed over to Ling Luo.
Xiling Muxue saw everything and snorted coldly again, saying: "Ling Xiande, you look down too much on the Foundation Establishment Pill I refined. Do you want to throw away just such a thing?"
Ling Xiande's old heart was slapped hard again.
broken.
Luo Ge, a fool who didn't know the market price, could still deceive him, but now he was facing Xiling Muxue, the maker of the Foundation Establishment Pill, and it was not so easy to get rid of him.
"Elder Ling, you have to be kind as an immortal. How precious is the Foundation Establishment Pill? You can deceive Xiaoluo, but you can't deceive me. Just the Ice Soul Bauhinia flower, one of the main materials for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill, you...
I can’t afford the materials anymore.”
In the Qionghua Sect for more than seven hundred years, Ling Xiande had never heard Xiling Muxue say so many words to him at once.
Now, every word is threatening his life.
My heart is bleeding.
Ling Luo was also frightened.
She originally thought that she had blackmailed Ling Xian by deceiving him that day, but in the end it was this old fox who took advantage.
"We Ming people don't talk secretly, Ling Xiande, if you come up with three times the amount of materials, this matter will be settled." Xiling Muxue narrowed her cold eyes, and her voice was like the biting cold wind.
Ling Xiande felt like crying.
But I had to admit defeat.
Enduring the pain, he took out more immortality cultivation materials worth twice as much as before from the storage bag, and gave them to Ling Luo as well.
It includes thirty middle-grade spiritual stones, one high-grade spiritual stone, two elementary and high-level magic weapons, one elementary and top-level magic weapon, and one intermediate-level talisman.
Most of this was saved by him through hard work and prepared for his nephew Ling Weiyang, who regarded him as his own son. Now he had to donate it to Ling Luo.
Ling Luo couldn't help but be shocked.
Looking at the treasures in her hands, she immediately felt that it was good to have a master as a backer. Compared with these treasures, what Ling Xiande had given her before was just a bunch of rubbish.
"Well, I have seen Elder Ling's sincerity."
Xiling Muxue nodded with satisfaction.
Ling Xiande looked sad and scolded his mother in his heart, but unfortunately there was nothing he could do.
He suddenly remembered that the main purpose of his trip to Baicao Peak was to ask Xiling Muxue for a new Foundation Building Pill.
"Elder Xiling, I have one more thing to ask for." Ling Xiande was shameless, holding back his embarrassment and embarrassment, clasping his hands into fists with a very respectful attitude, "I got a 300-year-old Cloud Dew Lotus two days ago.
Hope it helps."
With that said, Ling Xiande took out the precious brocade box containing Yunlulian from his sleeve and handed it over.
"My nephew failed to take the Foundation Building Pill to build his foundation. I am deeply saddened. I hope that Elder Xiling will be compassionate and give me a Foundation Building Pill."
Xiling Muxue sneered, without even looking at the 300-year-old Yunlulian, her voice was as cold as ice: "Take the things back, I don't have any foundation-building pills here."