Create A Cultivation Technique At The Beginning

"Dragon bone?" Tie Wuming's face was full of surprise. You must know that this dragon bone is unique to Nanzhong Infinite Forest. All the dragon bones on the entire continent come from here.

The dragon bone refers to the bones of Dragon Race. In ancient times, the other side of the Infinite Forest was adjacent to the Endless Coast, and Dragon Race would choose to bury himself here when his fuel was exhausted.

In the past, Dragon Race was so popular that no one touched these things, but now there is no trace of Dragon Race on the mainland, and the value of dragon bones is very high, so people come here every year to collect dragon bones.

The people who came here were all businessmen. In the past, these businesses were monopolized by the three major mercenary groups. They were responsible for bringing the craftsmen in, and then the craftsmen came to harvest the dragon bones, and they were responsible for driving away the Demonic Beast.

Just harvesting dragon bones every year can create tens of millions of spiritual stone revenue for the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group. However, if Precious Treasure Pavilion interferes like this, the dragon bone business may not be so easy to do.

Shangguan Yixiang saw Tie Wuming's concerns: "Brother Tie, don't worry, our Precious Treasure Pavilion will naturally not cut off Brother Tie's financial path. When the time comes, the dragon bone business will still be Brother Tie's. We, Precious Treasure Pavilion, will send people to collect it." , pay Brother Tie at a price that is 20% higher than the normal price!" Shangguan Yixiang explained.

Tie Wuming thought for a long time, and Shangguan Yixiang persuaded him: "In the future, the three major mercenary groups will become one big mercenary group. In this infinite forest, it is not you who has the final say, Brother Tie!"

After listening to Shangguan Yixiang's words, Tie Wuming nodded: "Okay, let's do it like this!"

After receiving Tie Wuming's affirmative answer, Shangguan Yixiang continued: "Refining the life-sustaining pill requires at least six people with cultivation levels above Hua Dan to work at the same time and use the pill fire to suddenly refine it for seven days and seven nights. Commander Tie Tuan must seize this time What an opportunity!”

Tie Wuming nodded, Shangguan Yixiang closed his eyes slightly, and the auction came to an end with the sound of a hammer from the host. After everyone left, Shangguan Yixiang slowly left the auction venue.

Inside the venue, behind Tie Wuming stood a middle-aged man who looked like a teacher. Tie Wuming looked up at the ceiling: "Old Jia, what do you think we should do this time?"

The middle-aged man behind him pondered for a long time before speaking: "The hatred between us and the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group has long been irreconcilable. It is better to take advantage of the opportunity this time and use the power of Precious Treasure Pavilion to kill the two mercenary groups at once. , then our family is the only one in Nanzhong Infinite Forest..."

The middle-aged man did not say the rest of the words. Tie Wuming raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the ceiling, and his thoughts returned to the assassination more than twenty years ago.

Tie Wuming, who was in his twenties at the time, had just taken control of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group when he received news that someone wanted to bring in forces from outside Nanzhong Infinite Forest.

Tie Wuming, who was full of blood, couldn't bear it. He led his men to intercept and kill the group of people on the way, but in the end, both sides were injured. Only at the end of the fight did they realize that the people on the other side were from the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group.

The feud between the two families was thus forged. In the end, the person who spread the rumors was indeed killed, but Bei Moqing's wife was seriously injured. Before Tie Wuming could figure out how to deal with this matter, his old man almost died. Was picked up by the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group.

It was also at that time that Tie Wuming met Lao Jia. Lao Jia's methods allowed the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group to quickly settle down and become more powerful than before. Lao Jia also became the chief strategist of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group.

Lao Jia withdrew with a respectful look on his face. Tie Wuming's eyes were a little confused. Everything was planned by others and he had no choice.

Bei Moqing took the Immortality Flower back, and that night, all the backbones of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group gathered in the Bei family's house.

Cup Mo Qing was dressed in a smart outfit and looked at everyone present: "Brothers, I won't say anything more. I have brought the longevity flower back. If anyone wants to withdraw now, Cup Mo Qing will never stop him! "

After a long while, no one answered, so Bei Moqing nodded to everyone: "Then I'll have to work hard this time, brothers, three!"

Bei Mo Qing nodded towards a man dressed as a scribe in white clothes. The scribe suddenly took action and instantly restrained a big man sitting in the middle.

At the same time, two people took action at the same time to restrain another person.

The restrained big man looked at Cup Mo Qing: "Brother, what does this mean?"

"Brother, I'm not your eldest brother. Zhuge Jing, the former deputy leader of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group, was I right?" Cupi Moqing said calmly.

The faces of the two people who were captured were ashen. Cup Mo Qing waved his hand, and the two of them were taken away. At the same time, many people in the territory of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group were also killed silently.

"Brother, all our insiders have been killed, I suspect..." The big man standing at the foot of the steps said to Tie Wuming.

"Well, I understand, go down!" Tie Wuming touched his head. He no longer had to worry about these things. With the military advisor here, he could handle everything.

Sure enough, after a while, someone came back with the news: ".||Captain, the matter has been handled and the spy has been killed!"

Tie Wuming nodded: "Okay, let's call back all the brothers outside!"

The person who came to report was obviously a little stunned. After a while, he bowed his hand to Tie Wuming and said, "Yes, captain!"

Tie Wuming's order was conveyed layer by layer, and just like the previous orders issued by the military advisor, it was quickly executed, and the backbone of the Iron-Blooded Mercenary Group was also called back.

In Nanzhong City, Bei Moqing looked up at the stars. The people in front of him were all his deceased brothers, and their realms had already reached the Huadan stage. Among them was an alchemist, a Rank Two alchemist.

"Mr. Huang, everything is ready, when do you think we can start?" Bei Moting respectfully paid respect to the old man who thought his beard and hair were all white.

This is none other than one of the few alchemists in Nanzhong City. You must know that it is not easy to improve the level of an alchemist. The success rate of alchemy at the beginning of (Qian Zhao) is particularly low. With Spirit Medicine in vain, a Rank One alchemist may cost hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, which the average family simply cannot afford.

The old man with all white hair and beard nodded: "Now that everything is ready, let's get started!"

Everyone in the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group was extremely respectful to the old man. After all, the old man was the only Rank Two alchemist in Nanzhong City who had some connections with the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group. The other Snow Wolf Mercenary Group couldn't hire him even if they wanted to.

I saw Mr. Huang leading several people from the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group to the front of an ordinary-looking house, and walked in first. After entering, I discovered that there was a universe inside, and the runes carved on the ground were shining brightly. There is a huge copper furnace in the middle of the room, which is where the alchemy is made this time.

I saw Mr. Huang directly activating his spiritual power, and flames spurted out from his palms. After half a day, the entire copper furnace had turned red, and the old man shouted: "Open the furnace!".