The next day, Lie Beitao came again: "Sir, I discussed it with my family and tried our best to get it. We can sell Tiancan Leihu to you for 6.5 million. This is our bottom line.

Yes, although it is expensive, you have to know that it is well worth the money.”

Song Zheng suddenly said: "You don't need armor, but you just want to ride an animal?"

Lie Beitao was surprised: "You don't even want the animal armor?"

"don't want."

Lie Beitao went back again: "I'll ask my family again."

Another day passed before Lie Beitao came, but Master Yanling came first. He broke in and said impatiently: "Sir, what do you think? I can't wait to listen."

Song Zheng smiled and said: "Uncle, let me write it out later."

Uncle Yanling was a little strange: Why do you always have to write it out every time?

Song Zheng immersed his mind in the mysterious spirit of Zhou Tian, ​​and regardless of whether he understood it or not, he randomly excerpted a piece of weapon theory and wrote it in three chapters.

He was multitasking and didn't pay attention to the situation around him.

When Shi Zhonghe went back to deliver the message, he thought it was a good job. When he arrived at Uncle Yanling's place, with his great love for everyone, he didn't hesitate to take whatever was delicious and useful if he liked it.

So she was very fast and arrived in a day and a half. Unexpectedly, as soon as she said "insights on utensils", Uncle Yanling got up and left. Shi Zhonghe had just sneakily picked up a piece of Mingmei cake on the table with his little hands, but he hadn't eaten it yet.

As for his mouth, Uncle Yanling had already urged: "Why are you dawdling? Let's go quickly."

Shi Zhonghe picked up the plate reluctantly, poured a plate of Mingmei cake into his pocket, and ate it on the way.

So on this good trip that made Heidou particularly envious, she only got a plate of pastries. The saddest thing was that when she tasted it on the way, it turned out that it was not the flavor she liked.

Uncle Yanling was traveling all night, but he thought she was too slow, so he left her alone and left. The abandoned round-faced girl almost burst into tears.

So Shi Zhonghe came back a little late. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Uncle Yanling standing behind Song Zheng. His eyes were full of surprise. He stared at Song Zheng's hand for a moment, for fear of missing every word Song Zheng wrote.

Character.

"Uncle." She tried to call out, but as expected there was no response. The girl glanced at her mouth and glanced at the plate of preserved fruits on the table. Her eyes suddenly lit up: it was her favorite plum preserves, and she took it away with a smile.

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Song Zheng finished writing three chapters and just put down his pen when a grumpy voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Why did you stop? Hurry up and write!"

Song Zheng turned around in surprise: "You don't want money, but you still insist on urging the author?!"

Uncle Yanling was enjoying watching it. The old man's bad temper as a trainer was getting worse, and he was going to tear Song Zheng apart regardless of it: "Sir, you are not being kind. It happened to be a critical moment, how could you suddenly stop? Hurry up!

I’ll write more later.”

Song Zheng stopped writing it. In fact, he didn't know what this paragraph was about.

"Uncle, do you think it's okay?"

Uncle Yanling's forehead popped a few veins: "Is it okay? Sir, you are not being kind. You clearly know the great significance of this paragraph to the entire art of weaponry!"

Song Zheng was stunned and muttered in his heart: But I really don’t know.

"Are you going to write or not?" Uncle Yanling looked at him and was furious. He didn't care anymore and sat down: "If you don't write, I won't leave. I'll sleep with you and eat your food!"

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Song Zheng smiled, the old man is indeed cute.

"Uncle, this part is really so important."

Master Yanling glared: "One of the fundamental theories of Qi Shu Dao is a problem that has troubled the world of cultivation for tens of thousands of years. If we follow your line of thinking, it is likely to be solved. Do you think it is important or not?"

Song Zheng was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that he might have made a big mistake this time... Could it be caused by the refining blueprint of the divine tool?

The level of Zhou Tian's secret spirit is roughly equivalent to that of Ou Yegong, and it is said that it cannot reach the height mentioned by Master Yanling. However, he had previously sent in the refining blueprints of the divine weapon battleship, and Zhou Tian's secret spirit automatically analyzed it, and it may have improved significantly.

promote.

He couldn't help but patted his forehead secretly. He was negligent and blamed himself on his lack of talent for making weapons, which was why he made such a mistake.

But things have already happened, and there is no point in regretting it. The thousand skills he learned from Shi Yi came into play, and he made an enigmatic appearance: "Uncle wants to see the follow-up, no problem. I will make a business deal with my uncle."

Uncle Yanling stood up suddenly: "How many yuan jade do you want?"

Song Zheng was stunned: "My uncle is very rich?"

"Yes, I am a refiner!"

"Then... six billion?"

Master Yanling: "..."

Song Zheng curled his lips when he looked at him and muttered: "I thought I was really rich."

Uncle Yanling swore that if he didn't want him to continue writing, he would fight for his life.

Song Zheng said seriously: "Uncle, do you want to refine spiritual treasures?"

Master Yanling rolled his eyes: "You don't have to say it, of course you have thought about it."

He is currently stuck at the level of a ninth-level magic weapon. How can he break through after decades? It is very difficult for a refiner to break through to the level of a spiritual treasure. There are so many refiners in the entire Hongwu Dynasty who can refine a spiritual treasure.

No more than five people.

It can be seen that the talent of master refiners has withered over the years.

If Master Yanling can refine a spiritual treasure, why don't you bullshit old rival Niu Qinglong, ask him to empty the toilet for my old man.

Song Zheng said: "I can help my uncle refine the spirit treasure, but I have conditions."

Master Yanling's eyes lit up: "What are the conditions?"

"You want to refine ten spiritual treasures for me, and I can provide the materials."

Master Yanling took a breath: "Ten pieces?"

He didn't know yet that this was just the first step of Song Zheng's plan.

"When my uncle refines ten spiritual treasures for me, I will write the continuation of the three articles just now."

"If your Excellency can really do it, I agree."

Song Zheng nodded: "Uncle, I will write it out later."

"Write again..."

Song Zheng once again immersed his mind into Zhou Tian's secret spirit. He had previously selected a first-level spirit treasure refining method and treasure material formula, and successfully copied it down.

Master Yanling is stuck on the ninth-level magic weapon. It is not that he does not have the method to refine the spiritual treasure, but that the processing methods of some weapon techniques are not up to the level of spiritual treasures, and the theoretical accumulation of some weapon techniques is not enough.

This is like breaking through a country. You can't succeed just by knowing the method.

But what Song Zheng copied contains all the necessary elements. There are three extremely clever refining techniques, and there is also a particularly crucial article about the theoretical explanation of Lingbao refining.

Master Yanling took it and took a look and knew there was hope!

He told Song Zheng: "Give me some time."

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In the afternoon, Lie Beitao came again and said to Song Zheng: "If you don't need all the equipment, a Celestial Silkworm and Thunder Tiger will cost five million."

Song Zheng did some calculations and found that 1,500 heads are 7.5 billion. The price of a first-level spiritual treasure is about 200 million, but it is priceless in the market and is usually not sold directly. So in fact, one

The transaction value of Jie Ling Bao is higher, about 300 million.

Ten pieces equals three billion.

When Uncle Yanling finishes refining the ten first-level spiritual treasures, he will throw out the second-level spiritual treasures at the right time...

Song Zheng said: "I can give you ten first-level spiritual treasures and eight second-level spiritual treasures in exchange."

Lie Beitao was surprised: "Sir, do you have so many spiritual treasures?"

Song Zheng smiled and said nothing, and Lie Beitao hurriedly went back to communicate with his family. The Lie family was very interested in the transaction plan proposed by Song Zheng. Again, Lingbao is marketable and priceless, and no one will really take it.

They came out to sell them, so they could get so many spiritual treasures at one time, and the Lie family was very excited.

The family immediately instructed Lie Beitao: This business must be completed no matter what.

Because once successful, with eighteen spiritual treasures in hand, the Lie family can use this bargaining chip in the capital to strategize and obtain greater benefits.

But the ancient aristocratic families in the capital are also very sober. The price given by Song Zheng is very good, but it is not certain whether it can be cashed in. Those are eighteen spiritual treasures, not cabbage, and ordinary ancient aristocratic families may not be able to offer them.

Lie Beitao came to Song Zheng again: "Sir, ten first-level spiritual treasures and ten second-level spiritual treasures."

Song Zheng shook his head without hesitation: "I smashed eighteen spiritual treasures, and there are many people in the capital who are willing to give me fifteen hundred riding beasts."

Lie Beitao had no choice but to grit his teeth and said: "Okay, we accept this transaction plan."

The two quickly finalized some details, but these details made Lie Beitao suddenly lose confidence: Song Zheng needed to pay for the eighteen spiritual treasures slowly.

Even the first spiritual treasure as a deposit cannot be delivered until more than ten days.

So Lie Beitao became cautious. Originally, his family authorized him to give Song Zheng twenty Celestial Silkworms and Thunder Tigers. He temporarily withheld them and discussed with Song Zheng. When the deposit was received, he would be given sixty Celestial Silkworms and Thunder Tigers at a time.

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After that, every time the Lingbao is delivered, the Lie family will pay a corresponding proportion of the riding beast.

Song Zheng was okay with this. He knew that the Lie family still did not trust him. After all, the current situation was turbulent, and there was no guarantee that Xiao Zhen could successfully hand over the position of commander of Long Yiwei to him.

And this time the mission to the north didn't require a fighting beast, so he could wait patiently.

The past few days of discussions with Lie Beitao are not a waste of time. The demon clan in the world needs to conduct preliminary training, and the last batch of supplies from Lingnan has not yet arrived.

Three days later, Song Zheng led a thousand troops and divided all the supplies into ten mustard fingers. No one knew which master had these mustard fingers.

Then, the team set off northward in a mighty manner.

Among the one thousand cultivators, 500 are the direct descendants of the original Longyi Guards, and the other 500 are the human demon clan. After Song Zheng considered it, he did not break up the human demon clan into mixed groups. Although doing so was somewhat risky, as of now

It is more beneficial. They are more familiar with each other. If they stay with their own demons to convey orders, their reaction speed will undoubtedly be better.

Hong Tiancheng, Xiu Zicheng and others each brought a hundred demons with them, and together they gathered up five hundred to follow Song Zheng.
Chapter completed!