Path to Heaven

My thirteen low-grade spirit stones!

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In the middle of the night, in a small stone house in the west of Lingyue City, there were wailing sounds.

In this simple stone house, there is no decent decoration at all, but there are several portraits of beauties in palace costumes hanging on the wall beside the bed. The main skin is like snow, like gelatin. The portraits of these beauties are extremely skillful, the beautiful girls are drawn as if they were alive, their eyes are flowing, as if they are about to walk off the paper, and they will emit a faint brilliance. They seem to be of great value. The position of the girl's chest is slightly gray in color, and it looks like it has been stained with some stains.

Inside the stone house, the guy who kept screaming like a dead old woman, wearing a coarse cloth and green clothes, looked pretty good, was Wei Suo who had killed two stone-tailed wall lizards in the Huangsha Canyon of Huanglong Mountain not long ago.

The reason why he wailed so much was because Wei Suo sold ordinary ermine cubs with black stripes on his body at the free market in the east of the city today, and saw how old-fashioned the clothes were. An old-fashioned guy who looks so simple and honest is selling a black jade jar.

The whole body of this black jade jar is shiny with black light, and there is another mystery in the black light. There are many mysterious ancient talismans as small as ants, which looks like a powerful magic weapon at first glance.

After some haggling and haggling, Wei Suo bought the jade jar with thirteen low-grade spirit stones. On the way back, Wei Suo was so excited that even a magic weapon of the lowest rank would be worth far more than that. Thirteen low-grade spirit stones. But Wei Suo was caught in the rain on the way back, and when he got home, he took it out of his arms and saw that the black jade jar had turned into a gray porcelain jar. The layer on the surface of the jar has actually melted away, it seems to be just a layer of gum.

Even if it's a fake, at least use a real jade jar. It's too bullying to use a porcelain jar to wipe something casually, even the rainwater will fall off it. At any rate, I used black impatiens juice that couldn't be washed off to draw black stripes on ordinary white minks.

What Wei Suo couldn't accept the most was that there were two cracks inside the porcelain jar, and the outer layer was melted, and the two cracks were exposed.

Those incomprehensible runes on the porcelain pot were not fake, but even if this thing was really a magic weapon, with two cracks, it should be useless. Anyway, Wei Suo had already tried it just now, infusing true energy, flooding, burning...everything was tried, (he almost pulled out his little brother and peed in it) but this shit didn't respond at all.

Wei Suo is not that prodigal beauty in Huangsha Canyon. For a low-level casual cultivator like him, thirteen low-grade spirit stones are a lot of money. Like those two stone-tailed wall lizards that were beaten with all their might, because one of them was beaten to the point where there was not much intact on its body, only eight low-grade spirit stones were sold for the two together.

People these days are as smart as ghosts. Lingshi is not easy to earn, and after earning it, you have to use it yourself.

Although Wei Suo is only at the second level of the Divine Sea Realm, if he lets go of absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit stones, he will need at least six or seven low-grade spirit stones a day. Dare to use up one or two low-grade spirit stones, and practice has been in a state of extreme lack of spirit stones for a long time, but even so, usually there are only a dozen low-grade spirit stones left after two or three months.

These dozen or so low-grade spirit stones can't be used for cultivation, and they have to be saved as capital for some business, in case of some emergencies.

But this time, Wei Suo was directly cheated out of thirteen low-grade spirit stones. How can Wei Suo feel pained?

My thirteen low-grade spirit stones!

The more Wei Suo thought about it, the more he wanted to cry, so he smashed the broken pot that was exchanged for thirteen low-grade spirit stones to the ground.

After smashing this broken pot, Wei Suo would definitely have to step on it hard to relieve his depression of wanting to hit him head-on to death.

What's the situation? But Wei Suo was a little dumbfounded,

With a bang, he dropped the broken pot that looked like it could easily drop seventy or eighty petals to the ground, but it was not broken. It seemed that there was just one more crack, and there was still a green light on the broken pot. It flashed.

Quick, drink blood for me.

Ghost!

A shrill scream exploded in the stone house, and Wei Suo jumped onto the stone bed.

The green light actually converged into a three-inch old man in a green robe, with unkempt grass-like hair and sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, smacking his lips while watching Wei Suo.

Quick, hurry up and drink some blood. Seeing Wei Suo jumping on the bed in fright, the green-robed old man floating on the broken pot was very contemptuous, and screamed ferociously: You are so tall, you can't even tell the difference between a ghost and a weapon spirit, and you still call ghosts.

Qi...Qi Ling? Boss Qi Ling, I like to go to Liuxia Alley for the past two years. Do you know where Liuxia Alley is? It's a kiln, so I got a little sick. My blood probably doesn't taste too good...

Who wants to drink your blood, hurry up and get me the blood of the Fire Earth Dragon, but look at you, if you don't have the blood of the Fire Earth Dragon, the blood of the Fire Scorpion will do just fine. cursed patiently.

Boss Qi Ling, don't you want to drink my blood? Wei Suo put down the quilt covering his head, Can I ask you a question?

what is the problem?

Do you know how to cast spells? I know that there are many fire land dragons in one place. I will take you to kill them and let you drink enough.

If I could, I'm still talking so much nonsense with you here? I might as well beat you up and go out and find it myself.

You can't take it away, what?

Nonsense! I can only help the master to control the spirit of the ghost jar. Now that the ghost jar is broken, what else can I do? ... Hey, what are you doing? The green-robed old man suddenly screamed .

Wei Suo jumped off the bed and took off his belt...

Shhhhhh, Wei Suo whistled and pissed on the frightened green-robed old man, and slowly put on his belt, Since you can't do anything, how dare you be so stupid? What's the matter? There is no blood of the earth dragon, but there is a pot of urine.

I... The green-robed old man stayed for a long time before yelling in disbelief, How dare you pee on me? How dare you pee on me?

Why? You can still bite me? You come to bite me?

I..., do you know how powerful I am? If someone sees me and cries and begs me before it's too late, how dare you pee on me?

Fart, I don't even know how to do spells, what kind of bird cans are broken again, I don't know anything, scare me? I'm so scared, you don't go out to inquire, I'm thirteen years old How dare you go out and peek at the beautiful woman taking a bath. Wei Suo rolled his eyes in disdain, and he could see that the old man seemed unable to leave the top of the broken jar.

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(The first few red ticket groups are almost full, and a new group is announced: 24201634. PS: The second update is already coming, everyone’s red ticket collections are so powerful~~)