If you don't succeed, then everything you've done will be in vain, everything you've done will be in vain, and everything you've done, will be in vain.
Otherwise, how could it be so rare to be able to advance continuously in Daqing Mountain? Isn’t it because the probability of advancement of this talisman is too low and it still takes such a long time?”
Ouyang Chunfeng looked at Zhan Wuji, his tone full of emotion.
"Is it because the materials needed to advance the talisman are too rare? It took so long?
But Master, you also said that although the medicinal materials in Daqing Mountain are rare, there are also large stocks. In this case, why do you spend so much time refining them?"
Seeing Ouyang Chunfeng's expression of regret, Zhan Wuji said cautiously.
He really wanted to know why it took a year for just one serving of medicinal materials?
It would be fine if the materials needed to upgrade the talismans are too rare and difficult to collect, but Ouyang Chunfeng said that there should be a large amount of reserves on Daqing Mountain. How come it took so long to collect them?
One year is neither long nor short. One year?
There seems to be something special here. Is there a special reason?
Or is it that the resources on Daqing Mountain are time-limited, and if they are controlled by someone with intentions, it will take a year to collect them?
But, what is going on? If not for the permission from Daqing Mountain, I am afraid no one would do this. After all, ruining other people's futures is like killing someone to seize treasure. They are mortal enemies without getting permission from Daqing Mountain.
Allowed, no one will do this!
Why did those people on Daqing Mountain do this? Could it be that he was full? Why did they use this method to prevent a monk from a sect from using this method?
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. The more Zhan Wuji thought about it, the more wrong he was. There were more and more evil thoughts in his heart. Some of the upper echelons of Daqingshan, relying on their power, suppressed the evil thoughts of those foundation-building monks, preventing them from quickly improving their cultivation.
, began to grow in his heart.
Ouyang Chunfeng saw Zhan Wuji's thoughtful expression. The expression on his face was sometimes confused, sometimes angry, and sometimes looked at him sympathetically, as if telling him not to say more.
Although Ouyang Chunfeng didn't know what Zhan Wuji was thinking, he also understood that he definitely had no good intentions. Ouyang Chunfeng knew that he definitely had no good intentions.
"You brat, what are you thinking about? Don't think about it all day long. It's the same thing for a year.
For example, for your power talisman, in addition to other things, you must also have a piece of demon king-level bone meal.
However, if you want to become a demon king, you still need some powerful forces, such as cattle, tigers, elephants, etc. You need to grind their bones into powder. You must know that these bones are extremely precious materials, and every bone is
Worth a fortune.
It is extremely difficult to obtain these demon king-level powders. Even sects like ours, Daqingshan, do not have much inventory. Therefore, we need to get some from other sects before we can get some.
However, this power talisman is a very common talisman on Daqing Mountain, and many people use it. This also leads to the scarcity of the demon king’s bone powder, and the supply has always been in short supply!”
Ouyang Chunfeng said breathlessly, and the loser Zhan Wuji on the side quickly poured him a glass of wine. Ouyang Chunfeng grabbed his hand and showed a smile to the flattering Zhan Wuji.
He picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, moistened his tongue, and was about to put the wine glass back on the table, but Zhan Wuji had already jumped in front of him and drank the wine glass in his hand.
After saying that, he respectfully placed the cup on the table, took out a jade wine jar, poured himself a cup, and was about to pick up the cup and bring it to Ouyang Chunfeng, when Ouyang Chunfeng waved his hand and stopped him.
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"You don't need it for the time being, but you kid, why do you want to please me so much? How can I not know your thoughts?
This Demon King Bone Powder is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime experience. However, as an elder, although I am just an idle person, I still have some prestige. If I can be shameless and get some for you, although it is difficult, it is not impossible.
However, you are so obedient, is it still too late? Do you still want to improvise? "
Ouyang Chunfeng deliberately pretended to be unhappy and spoke to Zhan Wuji.
Ouyang Chunfeng was very satisfied with his disciple. At such a young age, he was so powerful and so smart that he never had to worry.
However, precisely because of Chu Feng's easy-going attitude, Ouyang Chunfeng felt that he was a loser and that he had not fulfilled the responsibilities that a master should have.
What his disciple hates the most is that he has to trouble his master with such trivial matters. Every time he causes trouble outside, his master will help him settle it. Not to mention whatever resources, materials, and treasures he wants, he will try his best to get them from his master.
Here, it seems that if he joins the master's disciples, the master will take care of his food and daily life.
But his apprentice is completely different. He seems to know everything very well, and he can also draw inferences from one instance to another. He is extremely smart. As long as Ouyang Chunfeng gives a little guidance, he will never have to be a master again.
As for everything they need, they get it themselves, and they don't need to worry about it at all. Sometimes they will give them some benefits, unlike other elders and disciples who compete for power and resources.
Ouyang Chunfeng was quite happy to have such a disciple, but he felt a little uncomfortable. Ever since he became Zhan Wuji's master, he had never asked him any conditions. As a master, he was really
It was so easy that Ouyang Chunfeng didn't feel the hard work and pride of being a master.
Maybe there is a saying called "bitch hypocrisy", this is Ouyang Chunfeng's mood at this time.
Zhan Wuji was alone, so Ouyang Chunfeng didn't need to worry about anything. He did everything by himself, but Ouyang Chunfeng was still a little disappointed. Why is this situation so strange?
But now, seeing these priceless bones of the Demon King, and seeing Zhan Wuji's hesitant expression, Ouyang Chunfeng is very satisfied. You, a little brat who never needs help from others, finally have a chance to invite me.
In a happy mood, Ouyang Chunfeng actually assumed a condescending attitude and teased Zhan Wuji again.
Zhan Wuji, who was ridiculed by Ouyang Chunfeng, was even more shameless. How could such a little trick embarrass him? Instead of being embarrassed, he struck while the iron was hot and said with a smile:
"Master, what you said is wrong. What's wrong with my disciple being obedient? Do you, my disciple, also have to count time? Moreover, although my disciple is disobedient, Master, you can't just die without saving me.