Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

"Although the surface of this crystal looks dirty, if you look closely, you can see the golden light looming in it. This gold plate is obscured by the impurities on the outer crystal, but I can be sure that the amount of gold contained here is enough. Ten thousand roots, this is a miracle that can only occur if the plate crystal has existed for at least 100,000 years. Let alone 500 gold soul coins, I will buy it even if it is 50,000 gold soul coins. Not because it is valuable, but It has a special meaning.”

Tang San said slowly as he took out the forging hammer from the Twenty-Four Bridge on a bright moonlit night.

His hammer was two sizes larger than an ordinary blacksmith's, and Tang San never changed it after using this large forging hammer in the blacksmith shop.

"You guys go farther away."

Tang San picked up the hammer, his calves suddenly exerted force, his whole body turned halfway, and he suddenly swung out the first blow of the Chaotic Cloak Hammering Technique. This blow exploded with white light, and a series of explosions appeared in the air.

boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the entire Rose Hotel shook, and a clear cracking sound sounded under the hammer.

The plate crystal was immediately smashed into powder.

Countless golden light spots appeared in front of their eyes and scattered around, as if the entire room was enveloped in a layer of golden light.

The crisp sound made by these gorgeous golden lights colliding on objects is particularly pleasant to the ear.

Ye Ling'an stretched out his hand to touch the golden dots. They were uniform in texture, round in shape, shining with a faint golden light, and soft and elastic.

This is Fa Jing.

Ye Ling'an grabbed a handful and held it in his hand, feeling the soft strength of the hair crystal.

"This is so magical." Wang Li sighed. She didn't touch the hair crystal, but she felt unfamiliar with this thing.

"Don't talk about it yet. Boss, Lili, Xiaowu, help me collect these things first. Don't let go of any of them. I will explain to you later."

Tang San couldn't wait and took action.

There was a sudden knock on the door, which was the waiter's security inquiry. I just thought of a reason and put it off.

Soon, all the gold points were collected. Tang San placed it on the Twenty-Four Bridge on a bright moonlit night.

"Tang San, can you sell me a thousand of those things?" Ye Ling'an asked aloud.

If she wanted this thing, Ye Ling'an would spend money to buy it instead of cheating or even robbing it. The arrogance in her bones made her resist doing those things in her heart.

"If the boss needs it, I can give it to you for free, no problem." Tang San immediately took out a thousand pieces from Twenty-Four Bridge on a bright moonlit night and gave them to her.

"There's no need to give me any more money. We've canceled all previous debts." Tang San explained hereby.

The five hundred gold soul coins that Ye Ling'an helped him with earlier.

"These things can make hidden weapons, just like this." Tang San poured soul power into a golden dot.

This golden dot turned into a golden thread as thin as a hair, thinner than a hair, and completely invisible to the eyes. Fortunately, its color was golden, otherwise it would have been difficult to identify it in Tang San's hands.

Tang San took the initiative to show them the power of blond hair. As a natural hidden weapon, blonde hair is very powerful.

After seeing its power, the three people had completely different ideas.

"I call this thing the Dragon Beard Needle."

Ye Ling'an frowned and said, "Once such a vicious thing is injected into a person's body, the consequences will be disastrous."

"There is no good or evil in the world, and there are no absolutes in hidden weapons. It depends on the mentality of the user. It is best to use it to punish evil people. If it is used correctly, the purpose of the hidden weapon is correct."

Tang San responded without changing his expression. It was impossible for him to give up this natural hidden weapon.

"Then what standards do you use to measure good people and bad people?" Ye Ling'an asked again, "We have all seen its power."

"Do you really think this weapon won't be abused?"

Ye Ling'an didn't believe what Tang San said at all.

It's nothing more than some excuses for myself.

"I do not know."

"Oh," Ye Ling'an turned his back to Tang San, "make up your own mind about your things, so you don't have to say that I am self-righteous."

"Okay, let's go to bed early. We have to take the Shrek Academy test tomorrow."

After saying that, Ye Ling'an took the bathrobe and went to take a shower, not bothering to talk to Tang San.

There is no right or wrong in the world, only differences arise due to issues of perspective.