Chapter 110

"1500, I don't have enough. I'll come back after a few months?" Then he turned to leave.

"Wait, nephew. You can still talk about the transaction. How much do you have?" Huang Wen sees that he really wants to leave, but he is in a hurry. Even if he doesn't buy it, he has to pay for the spirit stone that answers the question.

"I don't know, the elder, I've been poor by the eagle. I don't know how many spirit stones will be spent on it in the future.

What's more, maybe it hasn't been upgraded, I'm afraid I can't supply spirit stone, but now I'm not willing to cultivate myself. I give it all. "

Yi Heng said with a bitter look on his face.

"It can't be said that, no matter whether it's promoted or you are promoted, once you can establish such a relationship with it, it's not your strength. Come on, how many spirit stones can you produce?"

Huang Wen sees that he really can't take out the spirit stone. He is always poor, so he knows that he really doesn't have a spirit stone. But is it his style not to let Yi Heng flower the spirit stone?

"There should be more than 900 more. By the way, how much is the price of Chinese products?" Yi Heng seems to ask at will.

"More than 900? Boy, do you dare to ask Zhongpin? Can you afford two thousand spirit stones? If I get it, I'll lose it. I'll sell you nine hundred. " A pair of suffered a big loss of appearance, and stretched out chubby right hand.

Yi Heng smiles in his heart.

"Two thousand spirit stones, I want a medium-quality pet bag. Don't play tricks on the price the elder said just now." Then left hand a wipe, two thousand spirit stone neatly placed on the counter.

When Huang Wen saw this, he knew that he was fooled by the boy. His face was blue and red, and he gritted his teeth. He had a heart to repent, but he was afraid to spread it out. Although he saw the spirit stone in the past, he always marked the price clearly. He never cheated or oppressed others.

Even so, there has been a very bad voice coming out of the door. If you eat your words again, I'm afraid the headmaster will ask himself.

"You are cruel, but you are cheated by your pretending to be poor. Next time, you must make a good profit." Huang Wen, with a gloomy face, collected the spirit stone and threw it to him.

Yi Heng quickly caught it and said with a smile, "thank you, elder."

Huang Wengang was ready to say a cruel word, but suddenly he did not know what to think of, and immediately showed a smile.

"What else do you need? The fighting method is coming. We still need to have a good understanding of the characteristics of the two schools. I happen to have an exclusive secret code here. It will be gone after that. "

After Huang Wen finished, he saw Yi Heng's face begin to change color, and then he laughed happily. Xindao's trade was really interesting. The disadvantage he had just moved back in an instant might make a lot of money.

"I really don't have a spirit stone anymore. I have to wait until later. I'll leave now. Don't send it to you." At first, he was very anxious, but later he thought that Wu Nan had personally guided him in the last two years. Would he not have been informed of the other party's martial arts characteristics?

Huang Wen is still very enthusiastic to send out, keep urging to rush to gather enough spirit stone, otherwise it will be too late and so on.

But Yi Heng didn't care so much about him and left him alone in front of the door.

Back in the attic, close the door, sit on the ground, take out the jade slips, paste on the forehead, a series of information poured into his mind, he carefully pondered the meaning.

As for the elder Wu Nan, he had already said hello in person. Originally, Wu Nan would not allow it, but when he exuded his unique 13 layers of breath, Wu Nan acquiesced.

Feeling his breath approaching the beginning of foundation construction, Wu Nan looked at him like a freak. Finally, he sighed and allowed him to leave. But looking at his back was a pity.

Yi Heng did not know Wu An's pity. At this time, his right hand was around his chest. He began to be slow and clumsy, and gradually became faster and faster, like chaos and mysterious rules.

Then the left hand also began to pinch the Dharma decision, secretly mobilized the spiritual power, and then around the right hand, it seemed to be cleverly cooperating with something.

Ten days later, Yi Heng, who felt very skilled, knew it was time to make up his mind.

At night, a big dark shadow came in from the window. Since it was familiar with the window, the Maomaoying went out every day to find Qiu Xiyin to cheat him to eat and drink. He never walked through the gate, and it was the same today.

Originally Maomaoying thought that as usual, he came back to beg for some of his own spirit stones and went to sleep. But tonight, he found that he had just entered the attic, and Yi Heng was staring at himself.

Seeing that he summoned the summoner, Maomaoying walked past doubtfully. He doubted that the spirit stone of today would be no more. During this period, more and more spirit stones were eaten every meal, so I felt embarrassed to ask for it. It is understandable not to give it occasionally.

Yi Heng touched the eagle's head. It was no longer fluffy. The hard feather sometimes pricked his hand and felt a little pain. How should I tell it?

"Come on, eat it." Take out dozens of spirit stones, there is no way Yiheng can only let it eat enough, if it is carried out in its ignorant situation, it is not successful, it will also happily die, it is good.While eating the spirit stone happily, the Mao hawk tilted his head and looked at Yi Heng with a puzzled look. He didn't know why there was such a good thing tonight.

But under the temptation of the spirit stone, with its wisdom at this time, can not think clearly, also lazy to think, the bottom of the head to eat the spirit stone.

Now the Maomao Eagle eats the spirit stone, and no longer pecks at it. It swallows it one mouthful at a time.

Yi Heng saw that it finished eating, and then touched its head, get stroked, Maomaoying happily called a few times, rubbed his head on his body, seemed to get great satisfaction.

"I don't know if you can understand, but I still have to talk to you. There is a kind of skill that can connect us more closely. If it can, you and I can be closer. If not, you will die."

When he talked about intimacy, he squatted down and touched the head of the hairy eagle with his head. The hairy Eagle seemed to know the meaning of intimacy, and "chirp" whispered twice.

When talking about his death, daoxiao made a lie down action. No matter how light the Maomao Eagle pecked at his clothes, he did not move. Until the Maomao hawk had a sad cry, he knew that he had understood.

"If you want to, be happy; if you don't, go away, OK?"

Obviously, this paragraph is the Maomaoying can't understand. He cocked his head and thought for a long time. He didn't know what he meant. He just looked at him.

He sighed, and finally made up his mind to force ten drops of blood essence from the brow under the more confused eyes of the Maomaoying.

This is what is said in the martial arts. The essence of blood is the lifeblood of a monk. If you lose one drop, you will lose your spirit. You can recover it after practicing for at least one month. If you use one drop, you can cast it successfully. However, ten drops is the best.

Ordinary friars are not willing to give up ten drops of blood essence to cast Dharma, but Yi Heng thinks that ten drops are not enough. If it is not said that there is no need for more, I am afraid he can still use more.