When Han Li was thinking about it, Wei Wuya let out a sigh of relief.
"That's right, it's indeed the transformed scales of the poisonous dragon. This is just right for me. It seems that the magic weapon of the old man is expected to be even more powerful." After saying this happily, Wei Wuya's face was full. Delighted, he put the blood-red scales back into the box, and after a flash of brilliance, the jade box disappeared.
Then he looked up at Han Li again, and said with a serious expression: "To be honest, it's really a big surprise to Wei that Fellow Daoist can come up with such a precious thing. To me, the scales of the poisonous flood dragon are regarded as It's very important. Although such an exchange is for everyone to get what they need, but Fellow Daoist Han still has to represent Tiannan in the gambling battle, I can't let fellow Daoist suffer too much. How about this, I still have the last piece of Geng Jing in my hand. Originally It is intended to be reserved for future generations, since fellow daoist really needs it so much, I will give it to fellow daoist together. In this way, I am not taking advantage of fellow daoist." Wei Wuya flipped his palm over, and another egg-sized Geng Jing appeared in his hand, and then threw it to Han Li.
"Sure enough, there is still Geng Jing!" Han Li's mouth curled up slightly, and he took the thing with joy in his heart.
With the addition of this piece of Geng Jing, thirty-six flying swords can be refined at the same time, which is more than enough, which makes his previous intention of taking out such a rare material more than half come true. Otherwise, the value of the eighth-level monster materials would be slightly higher than these Geng Jing, and it would be unreasonable to ask him to participate in the gambling battle without taking out some things. If the two of Wei Wuya still had Geng Jing in their hands, they would probably be forced to take it out because of his actions.
Of course, this kind of intention does not need to be stated clearly, and they can naturally understand the meaning of Han Li's generosity. After all, they are all Nascent Soul stage monks, and no one will treat the other as a fool. Otherwise, Han Li would accept the former Geng Jing, pat his ass and leave immediately. It would be just an ordinary transaction, and he would not mention the gambling war at all. The two old monsters would just stare blankly without any complaints.
At this time, Master Zhiyang over there also finished appraising the things in his hands, with a faint smile on his face, it seemed that he was also very satisfied with the tortoise shell in his hands. However, seeing Wei Wuya took out another piece of Geng Jing, he hesitated a little, and after a moment of hesitation, he stretched out his hand to touch his cuff, and took out a light yellow thing that was as thick as a thumb and five or six inches long. Like a part of the root of a plant.
"I see that the wood aura on Fellow Daoist's body is extremely strong, and he must be majoring in wood attribute exercises. I don't have anything suitable for Fellow Daoist at the moment. I only have this small piece of ancient fairy vine rhizome in my hand. The wood-making magic weapon, or carrying it on your body to nourish the wood aura, is very useful, and it is enough to make up for the turtle shell of your eighth-level black turtle." Master Zhiyang said in a deep voice.
"Hey, this thing is..." Wei Wuya was stunned when he saw the thing in Master Zhiyang's hands, as if he was a little surprised.
Han Li was a little disappointed at first, but seeing Wei Wuya's expression changed, he suddenly remembered something. Ancient Immortal Vine? Could it be the Xuantian Immortal Vine that Zhengmo and Daoist stole the alcohol and wanted to revive. Han Li looked at the object in the opponent's hand with a look of surprise.
Master Zhiyang was not surprised when he saw that Wei Wuya recognized this thing, but said lightly: "As brother Han, I must also know about the birth of the Xuantian Immortal Vine not long ago. Unfortunately, we have used various methods, and we can't find it. I couldn't save this fairy vine, so in the end I could only share it with Mo Dao and use it as a material for refining. This thing is exactly a quarter of the root of that fairy vine. The technique I practice is the fire-attributed mysterious Gong, although this material is rare enough, it is useless to keep it, so I will give it to a fellow Taoist." After Master Zhiyang finished speaking, he immediately threw the thing over.
"Xuantian Immortal Vine!" Han Li took the pale yellow item and muttered to himself, feeling greatly surprised.
Han Li has read many classics, so he naturally knows what the Xuantian Immortal Vine is, and also understands why Zhengmo and Zhengmo both deliberately wanted to revive the Immortal Vine.
The so-called fairy vines are just a general term, and any vine-like spirit root variants with great uses can be called fairy vines in this world.
But the Xuantian Immortal Vine is different. Only a few of the oldest vine-like spiritual roots are eligible to add the word Xuantian in front of the Immortal Vine. All of these immortal vines are ancient spiritual roots that appeared first when a certain world was created and chaos was first born. No matter the spiritual flower or the spiritual fruit that bloomed, they all have incredible magical powers that ignore the laws of this world. It is a real existence against the sky.
But what kind of Xuantian Immortal Vine there are, and what kind of supernatural power they have, have long been lost in the long years, and now no one can identify them. As for the cultivators of the two ways of righteousness and demons, they were able to know that this seemingly ordinary dead vine was the Xuantian Immortal Vine in the ancient monk's cave, and they could judge it from the words left by the ancient monk.
At first, the two sides naturally regarded it as the most precious thing, and even Zhengmo fought several times to fight for it. Later, after the high-level Zhengmo appeared, they still decided to see if they could save the Immortal Vine. After all, even if this fairy vine is saved, its flowering and fruiting is not known about the year of the monkey, and it is not surprising for this Xuantian fairy vine to bear flowers and fruits once every hundreds of thousands of years.
So they tried all kinds of methods, first tried miraculous skills and secret techniques to revitalize them, then watered them with spiritual water and spiritual liquid, and even focused their attention on the holy tree sap of Luo Yunzong and other three sects, but all this was in vain , Xianvine has never been the slightest sign of resurrection.
This time, the righteous and the evil had no choice but to give up. After a little discussion, they divided the Xuantian Immortal Vine with its roots and branches into more than a dozen sections, and the two sides divided the thing equally. And Master Zhiyang, as the Great Elder of the Righteous Dao League, naturally had monks who flattered him and offered him such a small amount.
And Wei Wuya recognized this thing because he also owns a part of this fairy vine, but his is only a small part of the branch of the fairy vine, and he doesn't know how the monk from the Nine Kingdoms League got it from Zhengmo. It also fell into the hands of Wei Wuya.
The Mysterious Heaven Immortal Vine, which could not be revived and was broken down into more than a dozen pieces, could at most be used as a top-level material, and naturally its value in the eyes of Master Zhiyang dropped greatly. Although the name of this thing is scary, it still doesn't take it seriously. What's more, the material of wood attribute was really tasteless to him because of the attribute of the technique, so he changed it to Han Li without much consideration.
Wei Wuya also understood Master Zhiyang's thoughts at this time, and the surprised expression quickly disappeared.
Although he knew the origin of the root in his hand, Han Li didn't feel any surprise in his heart, and was still slightly disappointed.
He doesn't lack any top-level refining materials now, he just hopes to get more Geng Jing, otherwise he won't take out the dragon scales and turtle shells of the eighth-level monsters. He didn't have time to warm up and cultivate his natal magic weapon, Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, so he didn't have any spare spiritual power to refine new magic weapons. It would be more practical to get two more ancient treasures.
It seems that Master Zhiyang really did not have Geng Jing in his hands, otherwise he would not have taken out such a precious root of the Xuantian Immortal Vine. So Han Li didn't say anything more, just took out a jade box and put the fairy vine root into it.
He made up his mind to catalyze this thing with a small bottle of green liquid after returning home. Han Li has always felt that the green liquid produced by the mysterious small bottle is mysterious and unpredictable. Even the three major sacred trees can be ripened, and there may be miracles. Rescue this Xuantian rhizome. Although the hope is estimated to be low, but if that is the case, he will naturally take advantage of it. Thinking about it this way, the loss in Han Li's heart disappeared.
Before waiting for the other two to say anything, Han Li coughed lightly, and said tactfully, "Since I have obtained Geng Jing, I will naturally participate in the gambling battle in seven days. It's not too early now, so Han will go back first." , After all, we still need to make some preparations before the big battle." Han Li didn't intend to talk much, and left immediately.
"Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Han is still impatient. Betting on wars is no small matter, so naturally we need to make more preparations, and the two of us will not keep more fellow Daoists." Master Zhiyang smiled and said politely.
Han Li nodded immediately, then turned around and walked out of the hall after cupping his fists. But when he was about to reach the entrance, Wei Wuya, who was standing there watching Han Li leave, suddenly moved his lips with a strange expression. A low, inaudible voice came to Han Li's ears: "Fellow Daoist Han, for the sake of the scales of the poisonous dragon, I will not pursue the matter of you taking away Fellow Daoist Nangong. Tian, the matter between Fairy Nangong and my nephew, let's let it go!"
Hearing this, Han Li was startled at first, and he couldn't help but pause, but after hearing this, he was overjoyed again. But he didn't look back, he just walked out of the hall with brisk steps.
Seeing Han Li's back disappear from the entrance of the hall, Wei Wuya and Master Zhiyang fell silent while their eyes flickered.
But after a while, Master Zhiyang said slowly: "What do you think, it's really unbelievable that Fellow Daoist Han can possess the materials of an eighth-level monster. Is it true that he disappeared through the ancient teleportation array as we investigated?" During this period of time, he obtained the complete mantle of an ancient monk? Otherwise, how could he have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage in such a short period of time and possessed so many treasures."
"Probably so! But this has nothing to do with us. He is not the only one who got the ancient practice formulas and treasures. Chance is hard to say. What is there to be envious of? Do you still want to kill people and seize treasures?" Wei Wuya sneered.
"Murder to seize treasure? Brother Wei really knows how to joke! Don't say that it is impossible to do this now that the war is imminent. Even in normal times, with the magical power that the other party can escape from Master Mulan, Pindao would not do this kind of food." If I don’t get mutton, I’m going to provoke a coquettish thing. Besides, no matter how rare this person’s treasure is, how can it allow me to break through the later stage and enter the stage of transformation into a god? Why should I provoke such a difficult person. Besides, he is a member of the Heavenly Dao League. Han and his wife are not easy to mess with either." Master Zhiyang laughed lightly, shaking his head.