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Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters the sorrow of the warrior

"Xiao Wei, you go out first." Song Tianyu did not answer Fang Yi's words, but looked at Wei Mingcheng.

"Okay, you guys talk." Although Wei Mingcheng was also curious about the spirit stones in Fang Yi's hand, Song Tianyu clearly didn't want him to listen, so Wei Mingcheng had to leave the conference room in disappointment.

"Old Song, is this thing very precious?" Fang Yi looked at Song Tianyu as if he didn't know the use of the spirit stone.

"It's not just precious?" Song Tianyu sighed after hearing this and said, "As a cultivator family, my Song family only has such a spirit stone on his hand, and it's only half the size of yours. Do you think it's precious?"

"Old Song, then what is the purpose of this thing?" Fang Yi continued: "I just feel that it should be good for me, but I don't know how to use it. Can you help me with the answer?"

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you respect me too much."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Song Tianyu couldn't help but smile bitterly, waved his hand and said, "I'm not even a cultivator, so how can I know how to use the cultivator's things? But one thing is certain that this kind of spirit stone can assist the cultivator in cultivation."

Song Tianyu said something was reserved. He was not completely unaware of the use of the spirit stone. Moreover, when he saw this spirit stone, Song Tianyu felt very complicated because for them, the spirit stone was both a treasure and a poison.

Everyone who is stuck at the peak of acquired nature dreams of getting a spirit stone. After using the spirit stone, these people with poor bones have a certain chance of breaking through to the innate realm, but this probability is very small. Only one or two of the ten people can succeed.

As for the failure, there is only one result, that is, the body is destroyed. There are countless people who die every year in the various cultivators' families, so people who are not obsessed with great perseverance and perseverance often cannot make this decision.

Since Song Tianyu came to society, he had already cut off the innate idea of ​​promotion. Otherwise, although their family only had one spirit stone, that spirit stone was enough to be used thousands of times, which was enough to give every child of the Song family a chance to advance.

So when Song Tianyu saw the spirit stone in Fang Yi's hand, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was. As a loser on the road of cultivation, even when facing objects like spirit stones that had the opportunity to advance, Song Tianyu did not have the courage to use it.

However, even though the spirit stones are so expensive, Song Tianyu did not have the idea of ​​judging the spirit stones in Fang Yi's hand. Those who were assigned by various families to enter society are all more upright. Moreover, no one dared to violate the rules set by the major cultivator families.

"Old Song, do you know where there are spirit stones?" Fang Yi was not surprised when he heard Song Tianyu's words. Now he could not use spirit stones to practice, let alone Song Tianyu, who was not even innate suddenly.

"I don't know, but I heard that there are spirit stones in the blessed land of Cave Heaven." Song Tianyu shook his head, his face suddenly became serious, and he said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, I don't know whether I should say it."

"Old Song, what are you saying? Just say it." Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"Although the spirit stone is not very useful to us, it is a treasure for cultivators. Fellow Daoist Fang should not take it out so easily in the future, otherwise some people will have other thoughts."

The value of spirit stones cannot be measured by money and property. The spiritual stone in the Song family has always been secretly regarded by the ancestors as treasures. Even if there are young juniors in the family who want to use spirit stones to advance, they will be carried out under layers of care and no mistake can be allowed.

This is a treasure object for a family. If Song Tianyu is a little bit unintentional, he may have the intention of killing people and catching treasures, rather than reminding Fang Yi.

"Thank you Mr. Song, I'll find out next time."

When Fang Yi heard Song Tianyu's words, he was shocked. He knew that he was a little too arrogant. He had not met someone of equal cultivation in society, which does not mean that there was no one in this world. If, according to what Song Tianyu said, those in the Cave Heaven and Blessings would probably have innate cultivation above and above himself.

Song Tianyu hesitated for a moment, as if he had made up some decision, and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, I want to ask you for help."

"Old Song, you said, I will definitely help you what you can help." Fang Yi looked at the spirit stone in his hand. He knew that what Song Tianyu said was probably related to this spirit stone.

Sure enough, Song Tianyu also looked at the spirit stone, "Fellow Daoist Fang, I want to use the spirit stone in your hand in three years. Then I want to try it out to see if I can still advance to the innate."

Since he had asked Fang Yi for help, Song Tianyu no longer hid it. He told Fang Yi that he had the opportunity to advance using the spirit stone. This time, Song Tianyu never concealed anything again.

"Hmm? Since the chance is so small, why do you want it, Mr. Song?" Fang Yi didn't finish his words. After all, the word "Send to Death" in the future is not very nice, but according to Song Tianyu's statement, using spirit stones to advance is really similar to "Send to Death".

"Fellow Daoist Fang, even if you don't need it, you will die."

Song Tianyu smiled bitterly when he heard this. He looked like a person in his fifties and sixties, but in fact he was not much younger than the abbot of the Zhongxin. As he grew older, Song Tianyu also felt that his qi and blood were constantly declining. Song Tianyu estimated that at most five years, he would be no different from a real old man.

So Song Tianyu still wants to fight in the last few years of his life. If he can fight, he can become a congenital cultivator, so he will have at least a hundred years of life to live. If he can't fight, he will just die a few years earlier. This is also the sorrow of these acquired martial artists.

In fact, there are many people who think like Song Tianyu in every family, and they are all dead. It is better to fight before they die.

However, each family has regulations, that is, if you are over fifty years old, you are not allowed to use spirit stones to advance, because the chance of success in the promotion is too small. Not one of the 100 people will succeed, and it will only waste the spiritual energy in the spirit stones in vain.

Others think but have no chance, but for Song Tianyu, there is the best opportunity in front of him. Fang Yi has no sects, no sects, and no family, but he has spirit stones in his hand. As long as he can borrow them, theoretically speaking, Song Tianyu still has a first-line chance to advance to the innate.

"This, Mr. Song, please let me think about it."

Hearing Song Tianyu's request, Fang Yi couldn't help but hesitate. He was not a stingy person, but the spirit stone was too important. If it was damaged during Song Tianyu's use, Fang Yi would regret it too late.

"Fang Yi, this matter is very important to me."

Seeing Fang Yi's expression, Song Tianyu couldn't help but get anxious. He didn't even shout at the word "Fellow Daoist", "As long as you can lend me a spirit stone, no matter what price you ask, I can agree!"

Although the chance is slim, there is still a chance. If you miss this opportunity, Song Tianyu will have to wait for death to come after a few years. When facing the life and death threshold, no one is willing to give up.

"Old Song, you also know that secular things don't have much effect on me." Fang Yi shook his head when he heard this and expressed his concerns, "This spirit stone is very important to me. If it is damaged, I will never find another one."

"So you're worried about this?"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Song Tianyu felt relieved and said quickly: "Fang Yi, using spirit stones to advance, will not damage the spirit stones. This thing is extremely tough and difficult to cut with a machine. How could I break it?"

In order to further dispel Fang Yi's concerns, Song Tianyu continued: "In addition, I will not absorb too much spiritual energy. I probably can't even absorb one ten thousandth of it, and I will also make compensation."

Song Tianyu did not deceive Fang Yi at this point. The spirit stones in their clan are only half as big as those of Fang Yi, which is enough to be used thousands of times. Therefore, Fang Yi's spirit stone is probably enough for tens of thousands of people to advance. Of course, most of these tens of thousands of people cannot advance even if they use spirit stones.

"Forget compensation. Since it will not cause damage to the spirit stone, I will lend it to you." Song Tianyu's words indeed dispelled Fang Yi's concerns. He was a generous person by nature, and the ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum given by Song Tianyu was still on the table, so borrowing the spirit stone was the only way to repay this favor.

"Fang Yi, you... did you really agree?"

When Song Tianyu heard Fang Yi's words, he felt a little unbelievable about his ears. No wonder he showed such a thing, because spirit stones are extremely precious to cultivators, and their family is unwilling to give some elderly and weak people opportunities, let alone outsiders.

"I agreed." Fang Yi nodded and said, "When will you use it, just tell me in advance."

Fang Yi is still willing to bear the consumption of one ten thousand. The value of the ten thousand years of Ganoderma lucidum alone is no less than one ten thousand in Fang Yi's heart.

"Thank you, thank you."

Song Tianyu said incoherently: "Fang Yi, I, I will ask someone to send you 100 million in cash, you can use it first. If it is not enough, I can solve it for you. If it is not enough, I can solve it for you within one billion."

"Old Song, why do I want 100 million yuan in cash?" Fang Yi smiled bitterly when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "Old Song, it's useless for me to ask for money. If you have these treasures, just give me some."

To be honest, the Ganoderma lucidum sent by Song Tianyu is just suitable for Fang Yiyong now, because there is a elixir recipe in his mind, which is refined with Wannian Ganoderma lucidum as the main medicine. Some other medicinal materials that are missing can be replaced by slightly less medicinal properties.

"Okay, I will order someone to find you again, and I will send you another fifty kilograms."

Song Tianyu nodded repeatedly. He also knew that the ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was very expensive, but he could not use it no matter how valuable it was. So in Song Tianyu's mind, these treasures were far less than the chance that could be obtained from the spirit stones in Fang Yi's hand.

"No need to be that much, Mr. Song, just pick up the rhizome and get some for me."
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