Jiang Yi sat alone in the lion chair and drank a cup of tea. He let out the breath he was holding in his heart. His eyes flickered and he forced himself to calm down to see if there were other ways to get the sky stone?
If not, then he can only hunt down bandits. He can no longer waste time. He must reach God's Gift City as soon as possible to speed up his training progress. Su Ruoxue is still suffering endless suffering...
"Selling treasures? I got a lot of treasures by hunting Mr. Hong and others of the Black Wind Legion. However, these treasures are very expensive to buy. Selling them to those chambers of commerce is extremely cheap and easy to attract attention. In case Mr. Hong and others
It would be troublesome if the treasure has a special mark."
Treasures cannot be sold, nor can they be sold for much money, unless the fake artifacts are sold. Jiang Yi thought about it and found that there was no way to make money. He felt that he was back in Tianyu City on the Star Continent, and was stumped by some external objects. Back then,
He was almost driven crazy by the twelve ounces of purple gold.
"Tianyu City?"
His eyes lit up and he suddenly thought of something. He patted his thigh and said, "By the way... I can make elixirs to earn sky stones. My Yuan Power can increase the level of elixirs, and I can make elixirs to earn a lot of sky stones."
His Yuan Power is very special, and he can turn any kind of elixir into a higher-level elixir. Back then, he and Qian Wankuan were stronger than each other in Spirit Beast City, and earned a lot of purple gold to buy a medicine to treat Jiang Xiao.
Slave's two special elixirs.
"wrong."
Jiang Yi's eyes quickly dimmed. This is not the Sky Star Continent, Zijin is not a sky stone, and the elixirs outside are not valuable. Zijin is just something in the mortal world, and one sky stone can easily be exchanged for 100 million two-day stones, even if it is a good elixir
The medicine can only be sold for a few thousand sky stones.
He pondered for a moment, and then asked Feng Luan with some reluctance: "Feng'er, are there any particularly precious elixirs? For example, elixirs that can be sold for tens or even millions of sky stones."
"I haven't heard of this." Feng Luan shook his head and frowned: "Even if there is, it is a unique formula. Young Master, you also know that pills cannot be used unless they are used to heal wounds and expel poisons. Of course... we don't have them.
Having come into contact with this information, there may be some magical elixirs."
"oh…"
Jiang Yi was a little disappointed. He didn't know much about alchemy. He could only inject Yuan Li into the elixir and reheat it to make the quality of the elixir a little better. The elixirs he was exposed to now were not expensive, so he could just improve the elixirs.
The quality cannot be sold for many sky stones.
"It's a pity that my Yuan Power is so special that it has no use. No... Yuan Power, Yuan Power"
Jiang Yi sighed slightly, and then his body stiffened, as if his mind was struck by lightning. He stood up abruptly and strode towards the square table in the hall.
He reached out and grabbed the ink pen and entered the state of harmony between man and nature, and started painting quickly. This time a red light lit up in his hand, making his hand enveloped by Yuanli. He fell silent and concentrated on painting.
"God..."
Feng Luan's delicate body trembled, and she covered the small mouth of the cherry. Her eyes were filled with shock. Her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars, and she gradually became misty. Her pretty face was full of excitement, and her delicate body was trembling slightly all the time.
The pen stops and the ink stops
A Leishan landscape painting took shape again. This time the painting was very clear. If you have been to Tianlei Island, you can recognize it at a glance. When Qingyu looked at it, he also felt his soul throbbing slightly. It seemed that there was something in this painting.
There is an inexplicable charm that can attract people into it.
"Heavenly Painting, Master, you have painted another heavenly painting"
Feng Luan was very excited. Jiang Yi once again painted sky paintings, which not only meant that she could earn a steady stream of sky stones. The most important thing was that she personally liked the art of calligraphy and painting, and admired and admired the strong people in this field. Now Jiang Yi
Being able to make two celestial paintings, although his painting skills are not yet good, this thing can be practiced. Jiang Yi may really become a painting emperor in the future...
"Painting Emperor"
Thinking that the man she loved could become the legendary painting emperor, Feng Luan was even more excited. Her eyes looking at Jiang Yi were extremely hot, her breathing became rapid, and her delicate body became soft, like a kitten in spring.
"Yuanli turns out to be a problem with Yuanli. Who passed this nameless technique to me? It's so miraculous..."
Jiang Yi paid no attention to Feng Luan, his eyes were full of shock and confusion. When he released his Yuan Power to paint, he would have an inexplicable feeling that he could condense the Taoist rhyme that emerged in his mind into his brush strokes, thereby printing magical paintings.
Tao Yun.
His black energy can enhance his vision, hearing, and perception, and can also form pill patterns in the elixir. This is all the result of the nameless technique. There are also nine weird stars in his dantian, which are also the result of the nameless technique.
It evolves automatically, which all illustrates the magic of Wuming Kung Fu.
Now the unknown skill has achieved merit again
He randomly drew talismans but ended up drawing a picture of the sky. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and forced himself to calm down. When he was completely calm, he entered the state of harmony between heaven and man again and continued painting.
"Another painting"
Feng Luan's delicate body trembled more and more, and Qing Yu's breathing became rapid. The two of them did not dare to make any sound, for fear of disturbing Jiang Yi's painting.
Jiang Yi painted more than a dozen paintings in a row, but not every one of them was a heavenly painting. Only one-third of the dozen paintings were finished products, and the rest were just ordinary paintings without Taoist charm.
Despite this, Feng Luan and Qing Yu were still excited. These were all sky stones, an endless supply of sky stones. With Jiang Yi possessing this skill, they would never have to worry about having no sky stones to use in the future.
"wrong"
Feng Luan suddenly remembered something and woke up Jiang Yi with a deep voice. She shook her head and said: "Master, you can't draw the Thunder Mountain anymore. The Thunder Mountain is too obvious. Two pictures in one picture is fine. If there are too many, it will definitely spread.
It will also attract the attention of Lu Lin and others, and if they follow them all the way, they can find us."
"yes"
Jiang Yi nodded and said, "Then I'll draw something else?"
"Um…"
Feng Luan nodded and said: "Besides, we can't sell the paintings immediately. After you have made hundreds or thousands of sky paintings, we will go to Zilong City, where the price will be higher. After processing these paintings, we will immediately
Take the Tianji Ship to God's Gift City, we won't be able to come forward then, just let the golden dragon sell it."
If thousands of sky paintings are thrown away, the entire God-given tribe will be shaken, and countless people will come to investigate. If everyone still stays in the Purple Dragon Islands, it will definitely not be safe. They can only move away immediately after selling them.
"Sir, you can paint. Wang Guan and I will discuss it."
Feng Luan thought about it and felt that it was still unsafe, so she decided to finalize some details with Qian Wanguan, trying not to leave any traces and prevent Lu Lin from tracing any clues.
"Good herring, grind it."
Jiang Yi waved his hand, grabbed the ink pen, and entered the state of unity between heaven and man. The scene of the volcano erupting in the bloody night appeared in his mind. He had already understood the power of fire pattern, and the scene of the volcanic eruption was deeply impressed in his mind.
, painting at this moment is also a matter of course.
Soon a magnificent picture of a volcano erupting in the sea was completed. Unfortunately, this picture was a bit unsatisfactory, and it did not condense the Taoist charm.
Jiang Yi was not discouraged and continued to concentrate on painting, the second painting, the third painting, the fourth painting...
Slowly, the paintings painted by Jiang Yi became more and more magnificent, and in the fourth painting there was a Taoist rhyme, which Qing Yu could feel clearly.
"Sir, it's done, continue"
Qingyu screamed loudly. Seeing that Jiang Yi was a little tired, she leaned close to him and said to his ear with a smile: "Master, work harder. I will make thirty paintings of the sky today. In the evening... we sisters can do whatever we want."
You toss."
"Gulu"
Jiang Yi's tiger body trembled, his eyes pointed, and he suddenly felt full of momentum. His brush was like a dragon and snake dancing, and he started painting crazily...