Chapter 172 Opening up the divine pool of creation!
Qi Qingsong was extremely depressed.
Although he has become an outer disciple of Jianlou again and his cultivation has been promoted to the Cave Mystic Realm, he is unable to obtain the extraordinary materials that the seventh-level ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts possess.
If he wants to hunt down a level seven ferocious beast alone, unless he breaks through to the soul wandering realm, it is best to recruit one or two helpers.
Judging from his understanding of Pang Jian, those precious spiritual materials that Pang Jian just mentioned must be in Pang Jian's legs!
The seventh-level red-eyed demon wolf, the seventh-level double-faced ghost spider, and the seventh-level blood lizard!
Qi Qingsong took a deep breath and cursed at the other end: "If I had known that I could stop the bleeding of my broken arm and hold on in Bagua City, it would be great if I could get a piece of the pie!"
After thinking hard, he decided that those rare and strange materials would be Pang Jian's subsequent harvest in Bagua City!
Because in the fourth and third realms, seventh-level ferocious beasts and spiritual beasts are almost unlikely to appear.
Even if there really is one, with Pang Jian's level of cultivation, there is absolutely no way he can hunt it down and obtain it.
After being promoted to the Dongxuan Realm, Qi Qingsong was also worried about many expensive cultivation resources. The total number of spiritual stones in his legs was only 300,000.
——Not even as valuable as the spiritual materials in Pang Jian’s leg!
The total price of a leg-skimming spiritual sword that he recently photographed even exceeds one million spiritual stones. He has been hanging out in the third world recently and wants to see if there is any way to get more spiritual stones.
"Well, it doesn't matter."
Pang Jian answered vaguely and threw the token into the display head again.
"Fifty, forty, thirty-five, that's enough."
While counting, he put the key items into the display head and separated buckets of beast blood and the sticky venom of the double-faced ghost spider, lest he accidentally picked up the wrong one.
After doing all that, a bucket of red-eyed demon wolf's blood was placed in front of him.
"Level seven..."
He picked up a large bucket of animal blood and swallowed the pungent smell of blood.
"Ugh!"
As soon as the thick beast blood entered his abdomen, it was like a volcano erupting deep in his internal organs. The liquid sulfate, carrying the strange power of the sulfurous magma breath, burst out together with the majestic qi and blood!
He didn't know that the red-eyed demon wolf was also called the red flame demon wolf and was active in places where volcanoes frequently occur.
A seven-level red-eyed demon wolf can penetrate deep into the blazing magma pool and absorb the power of the magma to break the beast's body and increase the strength of its blood vessels and internal organs.
"It's good, but he..."
Pang Jian was not surprised but happy.
Running the "Hu Tian Qi Nourishing Technique", he directed the violent and turbulent earth fire power towards the spiritual sea.
He immediately sensed that the Yanchi was many times smaller than the Ice Pond, and immediately began to expand and expand!
The violent injection of the fire power of the earth fire is like the divine power of liquid sludge slowly opening the fire pool, causing the fire power inside and outside to be quickly filled!
at the same time.
The blood of the seventh-level ferocious beast also contains powerful energy and blood essence, which is also scurrying out of Pang Jian's organs, flesh and blood, like a blood-red giant wolf that is brutal and cruel at the same time.
"The Holy Body of Great Creation!"
Pang Jian multitasks.
He gathered the qi, blood and essence that were running around, twisted them into liquid strands, and violently attacked the acupuncture point east of the heart.
In his feeling, it was as if red-eyed demon wolves had gathered together to form a wolf pack, wrapped in thick qi and blood essence, bombarding a certain fortress with a devastating and ferocious momentum.
"hiss!"
He took a deep breath with a distorted face.
The process of breaking through the barrier was so painful that he felt like he had returned to the endless darkness of Bagua City, enduring the pain of cutting off his bones and washing his marrow.
But he knew deep down in his heart that it was a necessary step to cultivate the Holy Body of Great Creation, and he had to survive the liquid!
At this moment, on the surface of his chest, blood vessels protruded ferociously, and streaks of red blood rushed like rivers, converging from all directions to an acupuncture point east of his heart.
If an advanced practitioner in the soul wandering realm squints and looks closely, he can see a giant crimson wolf that has shrunk tens of millions of times outside of the streaks of red blood.
"Howling!"
"boom!"
When Pang Jian could no longer bear the roar, an eardrum-shattering sound suddenly burst out from his chest.
The thick and manic Qi and blood suddenly found an outlet and poured crazily into a new acupoint that was opened up.
"The Divine Pond of Creation!"
Pang Jian grinned. Although he looked horrified in pain, he couldn't help but laugh.
He noticed immediately that there was blood mist rising outside the "Sacred Pond of Creation" to the east of his heart.
The blood mist can only make him feel the wisps of qi, blood and essence.
With the injection of red blood light from the liquid strands, which can store blood in the divine pool of creation, the blood mist gradually becomes thicker from thin.
"Dong dong dong!"
"Dong dong dong!"
"Pang Jian!"
Before he could fully comprehend the mystery, Qi Qingsong's urgent knock on the door suddenly came: "Tomorrow is the last day of the trade fair, so I'd rather sell spiritual materials as early as possible!"
"It's past noon, and I'm so cooped up in my cave that I can't leave. What am I thinking about?"
Qi Qingsong, who had not received any response after hearing the token for several times, knew that Pang Jian did not take the token seriously and threw it in the storage bag again.
Since he couldn't communicate by token, seeing that noon had passed, he had to make a trip in person.
"It turns out a long time has passed."
Pang Jian frowned and hurried to get up and open the door.
After the stone door opened, Qi Qingsong, who was full of doubts, stared at him deeply and said, "What are you doing huddled in there?"
"Practice."
Pang Jian responded calmly.
Qi Qingsong looked outside and didn't see anyone, nor did he find anything interesting, so he said, "Hey, he took me with him, so that no one would trick me."
"Who would cheat him?"
Pang Jian was stunned.
"Mrs. Hua!"
"That's right, but you can't call it a trap, right? Just say the news is good, etc."
Qi Qingsong said as he walked: "She planned to sell my seventh-level ice crystal beast's horn to a casual cultivator named Dongye Laogui. She asked for double the price. After receiving the news, Dongye Laogui immediately sold it from Qiantian Continent is coming."
"Bu Nao, I shouldn't be able to see that old Dongye ghost. No matter how fast he is, it will only take him half a month to reach Yuanmang."
"At that time, they had traveled far away."
Qi Qingsong said nonchalantly.
Pang Jian was secretly shocked.
It seems that the rare treasures carried by high-level ferocious beasts can be of maximum value only if they can be sold to the people who need them the most.
Not long.
"Jianlou, Qi Qingsong!"
"Pang Jian!"
At the trading venue just after noon, when the two men came together, many people immediately exclaimed.
Mrs. Hua pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly. She greeted her with flowers and flowers, and said with a smile: "Qingsong, my little brother and I also know each other?"
"Hey, what happened in Yuan Mang, which one can you hide from me?"
Qi Qingsong smiled playfully, glanced at the red patch on Mrs. Hua's chest, and said in a relaxed tone: "If he wasn't looking for Pang Jian on the first peak, shouldn't I have figured out everything a long time ago?"
"That's nonsense. He doesn't have that much free time to inquire about our privacy."
Mrs. Hua, who knew that Qi Qingsong was looking at Qi Qingsong with sly eyes, was not angry at all. She still guided him with a smile and said softly: "I will be late tomorrow. All the good things have been sold out. I may not be able to see the leftovers." exist."
"Qingsong, Mingyue's trading place is presided over by Lao Cao himself. I must ask you to come here as soon as possible."
Mrs. Hua smiled coquettishly.
"As for him, can he accompany Pang Jian on that trip to see if there is nothing he wants to buy?"
Qi Qingsong smiled nonchalantly.
He really wanted to say that his legs were not tight, so he couldn't swallow any rare treasures.
Thinking of that, he glanced at Pang Jian who was looking for a stall with a slightly resentful look, and sighed secretly.
As an outer disciple of the Sword Tower in the Second Realm, he was actually not as rich as a young hunter in the Fourth Realm, which made Qi Qingsong feel deeply frustrated.
"Accompany Pang Jian..."
Mrs. Hua had a strange look in her eyes.
Pang Jian took out the horn of the seventh-level ice crystal beast and exchanged it for spiritual jade. After buying the Great Holy Body of Creation and Soul-nurturing Pills and other items, she soon figured out Pang Jian's background.
She knew that Yuan Mang, who arrived with Pang Jianfu and the woman who was captured alive, was currently stationed in Cave No. 56, and the spirit stones would be paid until tomorrow.
If nothing unexpected happens, Pang Jian will take Yunfan away after the trade fair ends tomorrow.
According to her information, Pang Jian is a child of a great family and knows Zhao Yuanqi's senior sister Jiang Li.
Qi Qingsong made a special trip to visit.
Mrs. Hua pondered, frowning slightly, and thought to herself: "Old Cao Qindong's woman, let Xue Yue and Yin Ling Temple fight for it at the price of one million spiritual stones, there won't be any problem, right?"
Think of that.
"Qingsong, Pang Jian and I... are very familiar?"
Mrs. Hua gently pulled Qi Qingsong, separated him and Pang Jian slightly, frowned slightly, and said: "He and Lao Cao are wrong, and I have done my best to be a landlord. I also know that Lao Cao guy
I have always been reckless in doing things..."
She blinked, meaning to deny what she said about Luo Hongyan being captured alive by the old monster Cao.
"Mature, very mature."
Qi Qingsong smiled brightly.
To him, the high-level casual cultivators of the Eastern Boundary like Mr. Cao and Madam Hua were nothing.
With his current level of cultivation, he can reach the realm of concentration and reach the cultivation level of those two people in just a few years.
With Jianlou behind him, his future achievements will be far beyond those of those two casual cultivators.
Is that true? Even if his current realm is not as good as the two of them, and his spiritual stone is not as good as the two of them, he doesn't take the two of them seriously in his heart.
Pang Jian is different.
Did he intend to treat Pang Jian as a fellow traveler on a long journey of spiritual practice and a man of great pursuit, or did he intend to spend his whole life getting along with him.
"Qingsong, let's have a nice chat later."
Mrs. Hua said softly.
Qi Qingsong said "hmm" casually.
Sudden!
"The eyes of a level seven red-eyed demon wolf!"
"The silk, legs, and poisonous mucus of the seventh-level double-faced ghost spider!"
"The skin of a seventh-level blood lizard!"
"No to him!"
"..."
Astonishing noises erupted from various locations in the trading venue.
The attendees were immediately excited!
Qi Qingsong burst into laughter. Unexpectedly, he and Mrs. Hua just chatted for a few words before Pang Jian displayed those precious spiritual materials, which instantly caused a sensation in the trading place.
"he!"
Mrs. Hua's eyes also showed a strange light, and she immediately ignored Qi Qingsong and was in front of Pang Jian in a breath.
"Haha! I was planning to leave, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected harvest!"
An extremely loud voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the trading floor.
Immediately, he saw a majestic man wearing a scarlet cloak and shoulders as broad as mountains, walking towards that direction with his head held high.