Chapter 12 The ancient sayings of the dragon clan, senior sister leaves the forest
"Your exchange conditions are to ask me to spare your life, right?" Ling Yunpo finally confirmed.
The fishman priest said quickly:
"It's good for you to be alive... Of course, it would be even better if you can bring some salt to you next time you come."
"Without salt, our newborns won't be able to support them for long. When the older generation dies, they will still be the end of extermination."
Ling Yunpo frowned when he heard this, thinking that the top leaders of Shushan might not let me come next year!
Besides, your place was explored by the head of Yujing. How can I bring salt for you? I will put it on the hat of an affair with a demon? Will I still want to hang out in Shushan?
Alas, wait...
He took out the storage bag, swept it into it, and he saw a bottle of salt.
Where did this thing come from? Ling Yunpo was shocked.
Then I suddenly remembered.
In order to serve Miss Shi’s outdoor barbecue anytime and anywhere, Luo Yan took these salts with him.
Not only salt, but also sesame oil, sugar, pepper, cooking wine, light soybeans...
Ling Yunpo coughed, took out the sealed salt shaker and weighed it in his hand.
The fishman priest immediately looked straight, his eyes followed the rise and fall of the salt shaker, and he shouted:
"Not to use it! Nothing to use it! In case of leakage, all the salts will melt!"
"I'll just say it." Ling Yun broke the truth and said, "It's really no good to kill you, you can save your life... I probably won't come in the future, so it's not good for me."
"I have no interest in doing things that are not good. If you exchange Haibodi for salt, you can get some benefits to exchange for the lives of your entire clan. This transaction will be considered fair."
After listening to the fishman priest silently, he guessed that the other party was raising the price, trying to extract more benefits from his side.
However, it has no resistance. First, the strength of the two sides is very different, and second, the ability of the other party to be willing to talk is the greatest kindness in itself.
After thinking for a moment, it took out the stone box from under the bed, opened the lid, and there were four round and jade-like sea bodhis inside.
Just when it comes into contact with the water flow, the surrounding water temperature begins to rise.
"There is only so much sea bodhi that our clan has accumulated." The fishman priest said sincerely, "Your bottle of salt is enough for our clan to last for hundreds of years, so I'll give it to you all here."
"Another benefit, except for the knowledge passed down from generation to generation, there is really nothing you can like here. Unless you are interested in the language and history of our clan..."
"Language?" Ling Yunpo was slightly surprised, "Aquarium language?"
"Aquarius language is a simplified language of the Dragon language." Seeing that there seemed to be a show, the fishman sacrifice hurriedly said enthusiastically, "Whether the East China Sea, the South China Sea or the North China Sea, all aquarius languages are basically simplified from the fragments passed down by the Dragon language.
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"You human race may have a way to write the writing of the dragon clan, but the pronunciation of the dragon clan is little known. If the distinguished guest is willing to learn it, I can teach you the Dragon Clan in the South China Sea."
"What do I do when I learn the pronunciation of the Dragon Clan? I don't communicate with the Dragon Clan..." Ling Yunpo thought to himself, and then he was slightly stunned.
Wait, for ordinary monks, learning to write the writing of the dragon clan is actually enough.
After all, there are not many dragon clans left in this world, and many people will never see a dragon in their lifetime. What is the use of those who learn dragon clan language? In order to make themselves very awesome?
But Ling Yunpo thought to himself and found that he was different from ordinary monks.
Simply put, I am particularly destined to be with the Dragon Clan!
For example, the Yinglong in the Demon Locking Tower, the Zhunmangjun in Guixu Palace, the ghost ghost dragon deep in the Five Qi Chaoyuan Cave, and the Long Xiaoqi of the Donghuangdao...
In this way, learning the Dragon Clan language does not seem to be worthless.
For example, afterwards, Wei Dongliu eavesdropped on Long Xiaoqi communicating with other people in the Dragon Clan language, he would not be confused and could not understand anything, right?
"Since that's the case, then learn." Ling Yunpo threw the salt shaker over and said.
"Okay." The fishman priest took the salt shaker and handed him the stone box of Haibodi to him, asking respectfully, "Then your companions..."
"Let's go first." Ling Yunpo said casually, "By the way, how long will it take to learn this Dragon Clan language?"
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Several little demons carried the bodies of four people and came to the periphery of the fog forest.
"Here?" asked the shrimp demon.
"Safeteria." The crab demon waved his pliers and said.
The fishman priest has given instructions to send these four people out of the fog forest as soon as possible and put them in an absolutely safe position.
The reason is also very simple: it just reached an agreement with Ling Yunpo, but it has nothing to do with these four people.
Now Ling Yunpo wants to learn the pronunciation of the Dragon Clan. What if these four people wake up halfway and shout and kill the demon clan?
What if Ling Yunpo changed his decision because of this?
So hurry up and send these four time bombs out, so that Ling Yunpo will not have a sudden idea and ask it to awaken these companions, which will be a pitfall!
The location chosen by the little demons was a depression south of the foggy forest, surrounded by towering hills, and almost no monks passed by.
In addition, it is located outside the Mist Forest, and there are no poisonous snakes and beasts around it.
After throwing the four people to the ground, they left in a mess - the priest said that the outside world was very dangerous, and all the little demons were not allowed to leave the lake and enter the fog for too long.
Not long after, An Zhisu woke up first.
Her roots and bones were the strongest, and she was infused with the spiritual power of Hai Bodhi. Therefore, after waking up, her mind was immediately awake and she quickly looked around.
Lin Duanshan, Duanfenhai, Guanshanyue, but Ling Yunpo is missing.
Could it be that the junior brother woke up first and left after something happened?
An Zhisu was a little anxious and subconsciously felt that if his junior brother woke up, he would not leave himself here and ignore him.
For a moment, she was too lazy to check whether her own cultivation had improved, but she just quickly used her spiritual sense to scan the surroundings.
But there was fog around, and the spiritual consciousness was naturally isolated, making An Zhisu unable to explore too far.
Thinking that if the junior brother might come back here, she would not dare to go out to look for it, otherwise what if the two of them were staggered?
Wait, even if it is staggered, at least Guan Shanyue is here!
I went out to find my junior brother. If my junior brother came back, I could contact me through Guan Shanyue’s sand pen.
After thinking about the joints here, An Zhisu could not hold back and immediately walked towards the foggy hill.
If the junior brother woke up first, it would be impossible to turn around and throw himself into the fog again. It is more likely that he had taken the initiative to leave the fog forest.
He now has the turbid gas toxins of the ten thousand-year-old stone milk left in his body, and he cannot protect himself with his sword. It can even be said that he has no power to tie a chicken. If he accidentally encounters a magic cultivator...