The monk was greedy by nature, so even though he had been chatting, he did not forget the matter. After all, he was his savior, so the monk felt a little embarrassed when he spoke at this moment.
"Look at my memory, I almost forgot about this." The old man smiled faintly, which made the monk even more embarrassed, as did Zi Chen.
But if they were asked to say the words of sending the ancient beast, they would never be able to say it. Because they did not have the courage, they had sacrificed too much to kill the little devil leopard, even the only life-saving pill.
Gone.
"I have no use for this ancient beast, and it is not a real pure-blooded ancient beast, so you can take it away without worry." The old man saw the embarrassment of the two and said with a smile.
"Once the ancient beast dies, the spiritual power in the essence and blood will begin to drain away automatically. Even the purest jade bottle cannot seal it. If you don't have something specifically to store the essence and blood, you might as well leave it here with me until you can use it.
When the time comes, come and collect it again.”
"Thank you, ancestor, for your kindness. We just have one thing for storing essence and blood." Zi Chen thanked him again.
The old man no longer persisted and nodded. The silent black water pool trembled again, and the little devil leopard's body slowly floated up from the bottom. As the black water dripped, the little devil leopard's body became green again.
The little devil leopard was almost intact, except for a large blood hole on its forehead. Outside the blood hole, there was black water flashing, which obviously sealed the little devil leopard's wound and prevented the loss of blood.
The little devil leopard was slowly lifted up and placed on the shore. The monk's eyes shone and he immediately said: "I'll do it, I'll take care of it!"
With that said, the monk was about to step forward to perform an autopsy, but soon discovered that there was no one who could take advantage of him. Because even if the little devil leopard died, the body's defenses were still very strong.
After the Dan soldiers couldn't be broken, the monk turned his head and looked at Zi Chen, "Zi Chen, give me my spear quickly, I want to use it now!"
"your?"
Zi Chen glared at the monk fiercely, because he didn't want to get angry because the old man was around.
"Yes, you got the phalange, and the spear should have been mine!" The monk said matter-of-factly: "Besides, I think that weapon has too much evil aura and is an ominous thing. If it is left on the body, there will be
Disaster. So, give it to me. I will suppress it with the pure power of Buddhism, chant sutras every day, and resolve this evil and evil spirit."
When Zi Chen heard this, his nose almost became angry, and he wished he could kick this monk to death. They had known each other for several years, but he had never seen the dead monk take the initiative to recite sutras, and ever since he knew him, this dead monk had been cheating and stealing.
Now it's even worse.
"What, you want to regret it?" The monk stared, then became dissatisfied.
"Damn bald donkey, I paid for this with my life, why should I give it to you?" Zi Chen couldn't help but started to roar.
In Zi Chen's opinion, this blood-colored spear is not much different from a spear, so it is just right to use it yourself. Besides, it is very different for you to use a sword as a bald donkey. Is it possible that you also carry a spear with overwhelming evil energy everywhere?
Poke someone?
The greedy monk naturally refused to comply. Zi Chen ignored his powerful imagination just now, completely lost his face, and started a war with the monk.
But after pinching for a long time, I still felt that the impact was not good, so I smiled apologetically at the old man and took a step to talk to the monk.
After a while, there was a loud sound in the forest.
When the old man heard this, he smiled and said nothing, but there seemed to be a sparkling luster in his eyes. Once upon a time, he had one or two friends who would care about you, be stingy and greedy in daily life. But when their lives were in danger, they were generous enough to do so.
Give up your life.
After a burst of noise, there was another burst of quarreling, each sound louder than the other, as if they were falling out. But after a while, both parties walked out of the forest arm in arm, and it was obvious that their interests had been agreed upon.
Zi Chen successfully handed over the bloody spear and lent it to the monk for dissection. The latter also had a pleased expression on his face and began to dissect in earnest.
Because the only treasure pill was swallowed by himself, Zi Chen felt that he was in the wrong and allowed the monk to take advantage of him.
So the monk had to say that the two saber teeth of the little devil leopard were two saber teeth, so he took them away. But there seemed to be only one left on the little devil leopard, and the other one was broken by Zi Chen.
Fell into the black pool.
"Haha!" As soon as the monk looked at him, before he could say anything, the old man laughed heartily, and then a radiant sword tooth flew out from the bottom of the pool and flew towards the monk.
"Hey, it's a good knife with very sharp teeth. It should be very effective in cutting people." He took the sword teeth and waved it a few times. The monk said confidently, then dug out another one and took it away.
The quality of these two saber teeth was no weaker than Zi Chen's silver spear, so the monk naturally regarded it as a treasure. After that, the blood-colored spear broke through the little devil leopard's body.
"Slow down, don't damage the scales, make the incision neater, why should I make soft armor?" Although the monk was very careful, Zi Chen was still heartbroken and reminded him loudly.
After hearing this, the monk's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly increased his strength. His hands seemed to be shaking. Zi Chen hurriedly said: "With such a big piece, at least two pieces of soft armor can be made."
As soon as he said this, the monk's hand became steady again and became more careful. It took several hours to cut off one piece of animal skin, and finally it was placed in front of him completely. It was more than enough to make two soft armors.
After that, the monk began to remove the bones to get the precious blood. Of course, before that, after getting a few drops of heart essence blood, the heart of the little demon leopard was taken and devoured by the demon ape. This made the soul-eating rat watch.
Staring, but no one paid attention to it.
The little devil leopard is full of treasures, and this time they gained a lot, just from the essence and blood. Each drop is like a pearl, emitting a dazzling light, illuminating the surroundings.
"Put it away quickly!" the monk urged.
The purple gold gourd appeared again, breathing out a psychedelic light, like a small world extending, taking away everything.
Seeing the Purple Gold Gourd again, the light in the Soul-Eating Rat's eyes became even brighter, and there was a faint excitement of expectation. The old man also kept looking at the Purple Gold Gourd, with rays of light emitting from his plain eyes.
The Dan soldiers were all destroyed, and each of the treasure pills was lost. The two of them suffered a great loss. However, Zi Chen and the monk were very excited when they saw the ancient beast that was dissected in front of them. The value of this ancient beast alone was far more than
Their efforts this time.
It can be said that they made a lot of money this time. Now they are considering when to undergo baptism and sublimate and transform again.
"Baptism?" The old man was startled when he heard this, and said: "The little devil leopard is not a pure-blooded ancient beast in the true sense. Just such a one cannot allow you to be baptized at all."
"Ancestor, isn't it? The Little Demon Leopard's clan is all ancient beasts, so it should also be a pure-blooded ancient beast, right?" The Soul-eating Rat asked in confusion. It had promised Zi Chen before that the Little Demon Leopard was the same.
A pure-blooded ancient beast.
Zi Chen and the monk were also puzzled.
"Pure-blooded ancient beasts are rare in number. Their blood is pure and they contain incredible magical powers. They are the most powerful existences in the world. Moreover, every one of them has been passed down from ancient times. Even if they are weak, their combat power is very tyrannical.
Every ancient beast can easily sweep and slaughter existences of the same level."
"The saber-toothed demon leopard clan are not ancient beasts in the true sense. They are just their ancestors. In the ancient battlefield, they were lucky enough to get the essence and blood of ancient beasts. Only then did they have the possibility of transforming into ancient beasts. But they are far from the true pure beasts.
The ancient blood beast is as different as heaven and earth."
The old man looked at Zi Chen and the monk and said: "You human testers who come here to hunt ancient beasts are only the beasts in this area, not the ancient beasts in the true sense. Pure blood in the true sense.
Ancient beasts are all extremely powerful and powerful existences, and there is only one of each kind, so they are unique and cannot form a group at all."
Zi Chen nodded to the monk, finally understanding. He also knew that the real ancient beasts were only one and only, and they did not belong to one clan.
Moreover, Zi Chen and the monk unexpectedly learned that the Soul-Eating Rat turned out to be a real ancient beast, unique. But unfortunately, the bloodline has not been awakened, and it is not a pure-blooded ancient beast at this moment. Even the original Devouring Sirius is definitely not a pure-blooded ancient beast.
beast.
Although the Little Demon Leopard is not a pure-blooded ancient beast, its essence and blood, combined with the essence and blood of other ancient beasts that Zi Chen and the monk had obtained before, and some other elixirs, can allow a person to be successfully baptized.
"Which one of you will be baptized?" The old man asked, looking at the two of them.
"Let him come first." Zi Chen did not hesitate and spoke immediately. With finger bones and a blood-colored spear, his combat power increased again. He was not afraid of ancient beasts such as the Little Demon Leopard at all. Zi Chen gave up this opportunity.
Monk.
But the greedy monk, uncharacteristically, shook his head and said, "No, you better do it."
Before Zi Chen could refuse, the monk said seriously: "The stronger you are, the greater our harvest will be. A truly strong person is far better than two half-hearted people!"
What the monk said is reasonable. If Zi Chen is baptized, his combat power will naturally become stronger, and it will be easier to kill the ancient beast. In this way, the two of them will gain even more.
"If your strength can increase to the point where you can kill the old demon leopard at will, I think our harvest will be even richer."
But this possibility is almost impossible. The old demon leopard is not much weaker than the swallowing wolf, and the original swallowing wolf can kill even the late Danyuan in the chaotic land with one blow.
The combat prowess of the two sides is vastly different. This is not something that can be bridged by just one baptism.
If you want to baptize, in addition to essence and blood, you also need some other ancient medicines, so that the effect will be greater.
"You all go, the old Demon Leopard was seriously injured and shouldn't show up in a short time." After seeing the concerns of the two, the old man also said.
"I'll go too, I'll go too!" The Soul-Eating Rat became very active this time.
It is born to feed on spiritual things, and its methods of finding ancient medicine are naturally better than Zi Chen and others. The other party recommended himself, and Zi Chen had no reason not to agree.
So, the two of them, one ape and one mouse, hit the road again.
The old man watched several people leave until the other party's figure disappeared.