"If you say you won't give it, you won't give it."
"Why are you so stingy? It's still an ancient artifact, huh!"
"Come on, you're not even willing to give me half of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor's magic elixir. Why should I give you the Heavenly Dragon Secret Book?"
"Because I am your master, you have to give it to me! We made an agreement underground in the Demon Sealing Ridge. After we rescue you, you will hand over the inheritance of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor to me!"
"We had agreed beforehand to heal the wound on my mirror, but you didn't even give me half of the magic pill!"
"Didn't you already swallow half of the pill? I am your master, and each of us can take half of it, okay?"
"No! It's just not good!"
"That's not my fault. The remaining half was given to me by the strange demon Mu Yue who was imprisoned in your body!"
"You can eat it if Mu Yue gives it to you, but you can't give it to me!"
…
Remembering the fierce argument in his ears, Ling Luo turned his head and looked at Jianlong and the Emperor's Mirror diagonally behind him.
By the way, she originally thought that Emperor Jing was aloof, but she didn't expect that he would be the same person as Shiryong, and he was also a master who was very willing to spend every penny.
Now that it's great, the two small-minded people got together, and there will be some quarrels between Jianlong and Emperor Jing in the future.
but--
"The secret book of Tianlong?" Ling Luo said thoughtfully, "I seem to have heard of it somewhere."
The Lord of the Wild smiled slightly and said: "The Heavenly Dragon Secret Book records 70% to 80% of the inheritance of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor. It is also famous in the immortal world. Xiaoluo, you have heard of it. It is not unusual."
Ling Luo's heart moved.
Although Jianlong entered the secret realm of heaven and man with the help of half of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor's natal elixir, he was still not strong enough.
If Jianlong can practice the secrets of Tianlong, it will be different. One day, Jianlong will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
"The Emperor's Mirror."
Ling Luo turned her head, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she stared at the slightly shabby looking mirror, and said, "If you give the Heavenly Dragon Secret Manual to my Dragon Prison, I can find a way to help you heal the mirror.
Wound."
"It's up to you? Haha." Emperor Jing sneered, with a look of disdain on his eyebrows, and said, "What are you capable of? The fifth level of the Secret Realm of Heaven and Man? Don't make me laugh so hard."
Because Ling Luo gave half of the Dragon God Pill given by Mu Yue to Jianlong, Tianhuang Jing was full of dissatisfaction and hostility towards Ling Luo, and his words were thorny and not polite at all.
Ling Luo didn't take it seriously. The smile on his face didn't diminish at all, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.
"Yes, it's up to me. The wounds on your body can't be cured only by the Dragon God Pill left by the Dragon Emperor, right?"
Emperor Jing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ling Luo to say that. He squinted his eyes, glanced at her lightly, and said, "Don't you think you can refine the Qijue Xuanming Pill?"
"Qi Jue Xuan Ming Dan..." Ling Luo's beautiful eyes shone slightly, and the corners of her lips raised a meaningful arc, and she said, "Do you have a prescription for the pill? If there is a prescription for the pill and a magical elixir, I can make it for you."
"Stop being ridiculous." Emperor Jing glanced at Ling Luo with a look that looked like an idiot, and said, "Qijue Xuanming Dan, even many powerful alchemists in the God Realm cannot refine it, but you can't."
A small cultivator of the fifth level of the Secret Realm of Heaven and Human dares to speak so brazenly, isn't he afraid of being struck by lightning? "