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Seeing that the young people behind Jiang Bo were carrying bamboo baskets with animal skins turned up in the bamboo baskets, he stretched out **** and said.

Two leathers.

Uncle Jiang frowned and said in a deep voice, "One."

Lingye is really worthless.

Just as the man was about to talk, someone said loudly, "I want two leathers."

Xu Cheng looked back and found that the person here was from Yuanyang.

Hearing what he said, the man at the stall was embarrassed.

Do business, pay attention to first come first.

Most of the Dahuang people are sincere people.

"The spiritual liquid under the Baishi Cliff is a good thing to give birth to a spiritual medicine. Both skins are reluctant to take." The strong man in Yuanyang resident gave a low voice, smiled coldly, and threw the two skins out.

"I want this spiritual liquid."

"You said you want it?" Uncle Jiang glared and shouted: "I'll take out three."

Immediately, Jiang Qi, who was carrying the bamboo basket, took out three pieces of leather.

"More than leather?" The big guy in Yuanyang resident laughed and waved his hand, and several men behind him revealed the fur on his back.

When Bo Jiang was about to speak with a cold face, Xu Cheng stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I want to make sure that this spiritual liquid is not worth ten pieces of leather." He reached out and took the bamboo tube, leaning to the tip of his nose and smelling it.

No one felt it, and a light green breath came out from his fingertips, taking away the spiritual liquid in the bamboo tube.

Without this power, the spiritual fluid is just an ordinary spiritual fluid.

Not to mention ten skins, just one, too many.

"Bo Jiang, ten skins, ten at most." Xu Cheng gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Okay, let's make ten of them—"

"I have eleven sheets from Yuanyang Station!" Before Jiang Bo finished speaking, the man on the other side yelled.

Uncle Jiang turned his head to look at Xu Cheng with a cold face.

He didn't feel any peculiarities about this spiritual liquid, and there was too much skin on it.

But since Xu Cheng asked to change, it definitely made sense.

If you exceed your budget, you must have an explanation when you go back.

Leather is a common asset of the resident.

Seeing him look at himself, Xu Cheng shook his head regretfully and handed the bamboo tube back.

"Haha, this thing is mine."

The big man in Yuanyang resident laughed loudly, split his hand and held the spirit liquid in his hand.

The people behind him put eleven leathers on the stall.

Xu Cheng turned around and left.

With a cold snort, Jiang Bo led Jiang Qi and they left.

"Haha, grab it with Lao Tzu, the energizing power of this spiritual liquid is not only a panacea, but also—"

The man in Yuanyang resident laughed, his expression suddenly changed before he finished speaking.

"This, this spiritual liquid, this power, it's not right..."

Hearing what he said, the stall owner turned pale and tremblingly said, "Brother, my spirit is like this. If you don't want to change it, I will give it back to you."

There were so many people in Yuanyang resident, he didn't want to offend him.

The big man turned to look at other stalls, and then at Xu Cheng and others who had left.

"I changed."

He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice.

The forced purchase has already been done, and if he exchanges it back, his Yuanyang resident's face will be lost.

It's just hateful, obviously I was fooled.

This spiritual liquid has been manipulated.

"Yunhua Station, let's wait and see!" Holding the bamboo tube in his hand, gritting his teeth, he strode away.

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The energizing breath of the spirit liquid was collected by Jumang Xuying, and placed in Xu Cheng's Sea of ​​Consciousness, turning into a light green whirlwind, revolving around the mountain **** rune.

This stimulating force, if used well, can be worth several supernatural powers.

Ten skins, no loss.

Of course, now, I got it for nothing, I didn't spend a piece of it, and I made more money.

"Baishiya is a hundred miles away from the town." Jiang Bo whispered: "There is a white stone step cloud beast there, and its strength is already above life."

Above the fate, that is the existence that dared not provoke for thousands of miles.

The stall owner is also bold, or he is really stupid and courageous, otherwise, he will never find this spirit liquid.

"If you really want this thing, let's steal it if we have the opportunity." Jiang Bo grinned.

He knew the Baishi Stepyun Beast's preferences, and only needed a little temptation to get it to leave the Baishi Cliff.

"Good." Xu Cheng nodded.

He is not too much of this kind of spiritual liquid.

Squeezing through the crowd in front, they came to a booth.

A pile of raw ore was placed in front of several men, and a dark golden halo circulated on the ore.

Xu Cheng was shocked.

good stuff!

Heavy-element fine iron, an excellent spiritual material for making immortal artifacts in the spiritual world.

Right now in front of Xu Cheng, there was actually a pile.

"Dajintie, only change the healing decoction and Qiyuan fruit."

A strong man with a tall stature and covered in black tendons shouted loudly.

This thing comparable to immortal materials is called Dajintie?

What an unpretentious name...

Hearing the words of the brawny, all the onlookers shook their heads.

Qi Yuan Guo is a good thing, a healing decoction, not to mention it.

Those are the treasures at the bottom of each station.

"I have healing medicine." Jiang Bo stepped forward and handed a bamboo tube over.

The big man took the bamboo tube, opened the lid, and leaned to his nose to smell it.

"Huh? Good stuff!"

He directly raised his head and took a sip.

Gurgling.

He closed his eyes, adjusted his breath slightly, opened his eyes, and stared at Bo Jiang.

"Senior, I want all this medicine as much as you have."

After speaking, he raised his hand, grabbed a few pieces from the pile of heavy-element fine iron, and handed them to Uncle Jiang.

Xu Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, and then sank.

These pieces of heavy fine iron, at least a thousand catties.

Uncle Jiang waved his hand and asked Jiang Qi and others to take out the bamboo tube behind him.

The big man whispered with joy: "Okay, these big gold and iron are all yours."

Jiang Qi waited for a few guys to come forward with a smile and carry the pile of heavy metals.

"In this way, our Yunhua station wants to use more decoctions in exchange for your Baishan station to help us build a cauldron."

Uncle Jiang looked at the strong man and spoke directly.

Casting the cauldron?

The face of the brawny man showed hesitation.

That is not easy.

It takes at least three months from making the mold to starting the refining.

This transaction is a bit tricky.

"Add another twenty Qiyuan Fruits."

At this moment, Xu Cheng suddenly whispered.

Twenty Qiyuan Fruits!

The big man was taken aback and looked up at Xu Cheng: "Really?"

Twenty Qiyuan Fruits, that's not a decimal.

Many people in the tribal resident have increased their wits.

The Baishan resident can be so rich, but it is not only a group of people who are good at making iron.

They are brilliant brains.

This is the common idea of ​​the resident high-level staff.

"When I was talking, when did I tell lies?" Xu Cheng said lightly.

"Okay, Yunhua station, when I go back, I will arrange for someone to go." The strong man laughed and stretched out his hand to pat Xu Cheng's shoulder.

"My name is Bo Yang, what's your name, brother?"

He can produce twenty Qiyuan Fruits at a time, this kind of handwriting is worthy of his friendship.

"Bo Yang? The strongest young generation in Baishan resident!"

"It's him? It is said that he is already at the peak of his life!"

"Baishan resident, Hao Heng, there is no way, some are treasures to improve their cultivation..."

...

The surrounding discussion made the brawny Bo Yang's face show a trace of triumph.

"Xu Cheng." Xu Cheng also reached out and patted Bo Yang's arm.

This guy, who looks so old, is he still the strongest of the younger generation?

From what stage does this young generation begin?

"Haha, well, that's it." Bo Yang laughed.

...

Jiang Qi and the others happily walked back holding the big gold iron.

Uncle Jiang also sighed aside, this time the transaction with Baishan Station was so easy.

"Bo Yang, Bo Yang is not stupid. Can he exchange this decoction elsewhere?" Xu Cheng said with a chuckle.

"That's true." Jiang Bo nodded.

My own decoction is much more powerful than other decoctions.

"Yunhua station is going to refining a cauldron?" Not far away, watching Bo Jiang and the others turn around, Cao Meng's face was gloomy with large and small bamboo tubes hanging on his body.

"Then you need to be able to take these big gold and iron back."

...

In half a day, the furs of Yunhua's resident had been traded and exchanged for a large pile of rough mine stones.

There are also some refined iron products that have been smelted.

Mo Chen couldn't hear from ear to ear.

The bacon at the resident is extremely popular, and he is sought after by a few old guys, asking for some bacon.

This makes him very face.

"Go, go back to the station!"

When Xu Cheng and the others met, the ox cart was filled with fine iron and stones and began to walk backward.

Half an hour after leaving the city, Uncle Jiang quietly whispered: "Have you seen it, that's Baishiya."

Xu Cheng looked up, and in the distance, a white rocky cliff stood there, very abruptly.

"Go, I'll take you to get some spiritual solution."

After carrying the basket, Jiang Bo greeted Mo Chen and led Xu Cheng to Baishiya.

Halfway through, he put down the back basket and took out a bunch of specially left bacon from it.

Then he rubbed a ball of fish oil he had traded in the town on the bacon.

"Okay, let's go from the other side."

Uncle Jiang picked up the basket and said triumphantly: "This Baishi Buyun Beast likes to swallow fish oil the most."

"I also happened to see it rob a caravan with a lot of fish oil, and I discovered this."

He shook the bamboo tube in his hand and said with a smile: "Let's pick up ten skins and a can of spiritual liquid."

Xu Cheng laughed and laughed, followed him, disappearing, making a circle towards Baishiya.

Can you hear the wind whistling in the distance, and a white cloud rushing down the cliff?

The direction and position of the cloud group falling is exactly where Jiang Bo threw the bacon.

"It's done, let's go!" Jiang Bo whispered, and ran down the cliff with Xu Cheng with all his strength.

Going to the bottom of the cliff, I saw a Wang Qingquan. On the top of the Qingquan, a bright liquid dripped.

At this time, a small pool of water had gathered on the big bluestone.

"Quick!" Jiang Bo handed the bamboo tube to Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng slid lightly, flew down on the big bluestone, and then scooped up the spiritual liquid in the pool with a bamboo tube.

When his finger touched the spiritual fluid, the clear halo surged, collecting the vitality of the spiritual fluid in the pool.

He raised his head and looked at the gap in the top of his head.

There, drops of spiritual liquid dripped.

"Roar--"

In the distance, Baishi Buyun Beast seemed to feel the anomaly under the cliff and roared.

"Quick, let's go quickly, this guy has a dead brain and is strong."

Uncle Jiang shouted in a low voice.

Xu Cheng nodded, glanced unwillingly at the gap on the top of his head, turned and fell.

Next time, I must dig the roots of this spiritual liquid.

When the Baishi Buyun Beast roared under the Baishi Cliff, Xu Cheng and Jiang Bo had already turned back to the main road to chase the stationed convoy.

"Haha, this pot of spirit liquid, I can give birth to a lot of good things when I go back."

Xu Cheng hung the spirit liquid around his waist and spoke with joy.

Jiang Bo was also smiling cheerfully.

The elixir that Xu Cheng gave birth to will eventually help the residents of the resident tribe to improve their cultivation.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the expressions of the two changed.

They quickened their pace and rushed at extreme speed.

After a quarter of an hour, they caught up with the convoy.

At this time, the cart was smashed, and the two-horned bull also lay down on the ground.

Hong Jing was covered with blood and was unconscious, Mo Chen also had a pale face, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Almost everyone was injured in the caravan of more than 100 people.

"What's going on!" Jiang Bo gritted his teeth and growled.

"Yes, it is from Yuanyang Station!" Jiang Qi said as he vomited blood.

"It was Cao Meng who led them, he smoked us poisonous smoke, so that we have no strength." On the side, Lu He, whose face was swollen, gritted his teeth.

"They, they took all the ore."

Jiang Qi's face was full of grief and anger.

Yuanyang station, robbed the ore?

Uncle Jiang looked ugly, reached out his hand to support Mo Chen, and whispered: "This is a provocation, they want to start a clan war!"

If the relationship between the residences in the clan is not harmonious, it is natural to fight with the clan.

The one who wins, annexes and loses the resident.

Uncle Jiang took out the herbs in the back basket, began to rub and match, and then let everyone swallow them.

This can detoxify the toxicity of the smoke.

He also had medicine for healing in his back basket, which was packed in a bamboo tube, and was taken out for the severely injured person to take first.

"Bo Jiang, you take everyone to **** the old man back to the station."

Xu Cheng probed Mo Chen's injuries and spoke lightly.

"You, what do you want to do? Don't mess around." Hearing his words, Jiang Bo was taken aback.

"I'll take our ore back."

Xu Chengyi adjusted his clothes and strode down the mountain road.

Those ores are all tribesmen fighting monsters, and they finally got it. How can he be willing to be robbed like this?

"You, be careful—"

Seeing Xu Cheng's decision had been made, Jiang Bo could only shout out anxiously.

Xu Cheng's figure flickered on the mountain road, and then disappeared.

He seemed to have turned into a spirit in the mountains and forests, a flash, just tens of feet away.

By virtue of the mountain god's position, even if it does not belong to the jurisdiction of his gods, he can still borrow the help of the creatures in the mountains and forests.

There are more than thirty people, ten miles ahead.

The strongest is the pinnacle.

There is also an eccentric old man Cao Meng who is covered with bamboo tubes.

This is the feedback from those vegetation creatures to Xu Cheng.

Breaking the pinnacle, very strong.

It was a great level higher than Xu Cheng's own realm.

A great realm.

So what, it's not invincible.

There was war intent in Xu Cheng's eyes, and the aura on his body became thinner, hiding quietly in the mountains and forests, and rushing forward.

Out of the mountains and forests, in a wasteland, dozens of people with their bodies full of Dangdang ore are moving forward.

In front of them, an old man covered with bamboo tubes, and a strong man with a fine iron spear.

"Someone!"

Suddenly ~www.NovelMTL.com~, the white-haired Cao Meng's eyes widened, he reached out and grabbed a bamboo tube and threw it to the grass on one side.

"Boom—"

The bamboo tube exploded, and the gray mist burst out of it, covering a radius of three feet.

"Ahem--"

Xu Cheng fell from the mist.

"Haha, it turned out to be your kid!"

Cao Meng looked at Xu Cheng in surprise and strode over.

"Jiang Li values ​​your kid very much. The old man killed you first and made him feel distressed--"

He grabbed Xu Cheng's throat and stretched it halfway, suddenly his complexion changed drastically.

Xu Cheng opened his closed eyes, and the black and white aura poured directly into Cao Meng's body.

"you--"

Cao Meng trembled, and a gray breath enveloped from his head.