Mortals ask the immortals

He Chang looked at Duan Qing and sighed: "Alas, it's time! It's fate!"

"The non-attribute materials in my sect's inventory have all been bought by the Tiangong Sect recently!"

Duan Qing's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't stop laughing.

This is really unfortunate!

A few years ago, the Tiangong Sect suffered a major change. A traitor like Lu Gong appeared, which made the Tiangong Sect in a mess and paid a huge sum of money to the Huanjian Sect and the Five Elements Sect. It can be said that it was a serious injury.

It just so happened that the Broken Star Palace would be opened in a few years. The Tiangong Sect was buying non-attribute materials at this time. I'm afraid it was also preparing to enter the Broken Star Palace. I want to make a big move in the Broken Star Palace to make up for what Lu Gong brought to the Tiangong Sect.

Thinking of this, Duan Qing sighed helplessly.

The Tiangong Sect did this, but it made it difficult for him.

Thunder attribute materials are scarce, and non-attribute materials were directly bought by the Tiangong Sect.

Could it be that he could only choose the first two options proposed by He Changzai, using different thunder attribute materials instead, or simply refining a single attribute fire flying sword?

Seeing Duan Qing like this, He Changzai also felt depressed.

He regarded Duan Qing as his successor, and he really wanted to help Duan Qing.

At the same time, he also wanted to see how exquisite the flying sword refined by the demon clan's heart refining method was.

"Alas, it's a pity that you went to Youzhou to find ten pieces of waste stone, which is not enough to refine a set of flying swords!"

He Changzai took out a piece of waste stone in his hand and sighed helplessly.

Duan Qing was shocked when he heard He Changzai's words, and couldn't help asking: "May I ask Uncle He, what is the relationship between waste stone and the flying sword that my disciple wants to refine?"

He Changzai looked at Duan Qing in surprise: "Waste stone is a material without attributes, don't you know?"

Duan Qing was stunned at first, and then his expression became very wonderful, with a look of crying and laughing.

He Chang couldn't help but have an incredible thought when he found that Duan Qing looked different. He tried to ask, "What? Could it be that you...!"

However, before he could finish his words, he was shocked by Duan Qing's action and couldn't speak. He looked dazed.

Duan Qing waved his hand, and dozens of densely packed waste stones suddenly appeared in front of him.

These waste stones were big and small, the big ones were bigger than ordinary people's fists, and the small ones were the size of eggs.

After a long time, He Chang came back to his senses, looked at the waste stone in his hand that was only the size of a thumb, pointed at Duan Qing and cursed, "Well, you stinky boy, you went to Youzhou to get so many waste stones back!"

"You have so many waste stones, but you still use this defective product to fool me. Hurry up and change a few big ones for me!"

As he spoke, He Chang tightly squeezed the small waste stone in his hand, looking angry.

Now in the entire Tianming Star, waste stones are only produced in the original wasteland, and they are all controlled by the Taihuang Sect.

This makes it extremely difficult to buy wild stones. The Taihuang Sect occasionally has some, but they are basically consumed in Youzhou.

In addition, his apprentice He Qimiao's incident made him unwilling to go to Youzhou again, so he asked Duan Qing to go to Youzhou to find wild stones.

Considering the scarcity of wild stones, Duan Qing did not mention how many wild stones he got after he came back, so he always thought that Duan Qing only got ten pieces.

Who would have thought that Duan Qing would keep some for himself!

Duan Qing smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

The batch of wild stones that Xing Wuji lost to him that year were of different sizes. The largest one was as big as an ordinary person's head, probably from a wild beast of the level of a large eight-legged eagle.

The smallest one was only the size of a thumb, about the same as the one he got.

He Changzai only asked him to get ten wild stones, so he naturally only picked the smallest ten pieces and gave them to He Changzai.

Although He Changzai scolded him, he did not really want to exchange a large piece of wild stone with Duan Qing.

After cursing for a while, he carefully counted the waste stones in front of Duan Qing, estimated in his mind, frowned slightly and said: "You have not enough, it's still far from enough!"

Duan Qing had a half-smiley expression, controlled dozens of waste stones in front of him to fall to the ground, then stepped back a few steps and waved his sleeves.

Dongdongdong...!

As Duan Qing waved his hand, pieces of waste stones flew out of Duan Qing's hand and fell on the open space in the yard.

In just a breath, the open space in the yard was filled with waste stones of different sizes.

Looking at the large piece of waste stones in the yard, He Changzai's breathing became a little faster, his eyes widened, and he looked unbelievable.

He suppressed his surprise, glanced around, and knew the number in his mind.

Six hundred and sixty-eight pieces!

He Changzai took a breath, looked at Duan Qing in shock and said: "Did you rob the Taihuang Sect? Where did you get so many waste stones!"

Duan Qing smiled helplessly.

He really did rob, but it wasn't him who robbed, it was Xing Wuji, that bastard!

Thinking of this, he simply explained to He Changzai about the bet between him and Xing Wuji.

After listening to Duan Qing's explanation, He Changzai's expression became very interesting, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long while, He Changzai finally said: "Next time you meet that old guy, remember to call me!"

As soon as the voice fell, he looked at the bright waste stones in the yard again, muttering to himself: "This old guy is simply a treasure boy!"

The envy of Duan Qing in his words could not be hidden.

These waste stones, I'm afraid he can't buy them with his wealth!

Duan Qing didn't take He Changzai's words seriously, but asked: "Uncle He, are these waste stones enough to refine the flying sword of my disciple?"

He Changzai took a deep breath, estimated secretly, nodded and said: "Enough, more than enough!"

Duan Qing finally let go of his worries.

This is really a blessing in disguise.

After returning from Youzhou, he had been learning to refine tools with He Changzai and had no shortage of spiritual stones, so he did not deal with this batch of waste stones, let alone study them carefully.

Unexpectedly, these waste stones were actually non-attribute materials.

He Changzai glanced at Duan Qing and said with emotion: "You are really lucky, kid!"

"Do you know how precious these waste stones are?"

Duan Qing shook his head.

At present, he knew nothing except that these waste stones came from wild beasts and were non-attribute materials.

He Changzai smacked his lips, took out an iron hammer from the bracelet, and hammered down a piece of waste stone under his feet.

Duan Qing was startled, and before he could stop, he heard a loud bang, and He Changzai's hammer had already hit the barren stone, making a big pit on the ground, and dust flew everywhere.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and He Changzai slowly put away the hammer, revealing the barren stone in the pit.

At this time, although the barren stone was smashed flat, it was not broken.

What was even more surprising was that the flat barren stone was slowly swelling up, and in a few breaths, it returned to its original shape.

Seeing this scene, Duan Qing immediately thought of the recovery ability of the barren beast.

Could it be that the barren stone also has the ability to recover?

He looked at He Changzai, hoping that He Changzai would explain something.