Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 77 Dragon Snake Spine

  Ren Qing came to Dameng's phantom and said, "Senior Dameng, may there be materials for forging."

  Dameng real person raised his hand, and the store changed again, and various ores were placed on the counter.

   Among them are jade, and there are substances similar to mercury, but there are few iron ore that seems to be ordinary.

  Ren Qing had a happy face, and quickly touched a stone with two colors of gold and red.

  【Fifty-three buckets】

  【Taotie Method: Engraved on the stomach of the gluttonous beast, obtained by the daoist of wine and meat, practicing this method requires a lot of food, until the stomach expands more than six times, then it can be completed. 】

   I didn’t expect it to be an ore formed by the gluttonous method. It should be related to the food people, and maybe it was excavated from the spirit of the hill.

   But the price is really expensive, five stone can buy fist-sized ore, and it takes at least one hundred stones to forge the whole weapon.

  Ren Qing hurriedly checked the rest of the materials, and immediately found that they generally cost about one stone, and some expensive ones even required dozens of stones.

   He realized that the output of ore may not be high, and the demand for prison guards is relatively high, so the price is somewhat inflated.

   Of course, there are also cheap materials, which are refined from ordinary iron ore, but they can't meet Ren Qing's requirements at all, and the forged instruments are better than Damiao Dao.

  Ren Qing pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, intending to find an opportunity to ask Song Zongwu, but suddenly his mind moved.

  Why bother with ore, it is actually more suitable to directly choose those unpopular materials.

   "Senior Big Dream, backbone."

   In a trance, a distinction was born on the counter.

   The spines of beasts or monks are neatly arranged, and even some are still dripping blood, and I don’t know who they came from.

   in Ren Qing's thoughts.

   The natal magic weapon should be similar to a chain, which can cooperate with the prison in the belly.

   In a sense, the chain is not much different from the spine.

  Ren Qing carefully selected the backbone and tried his best to find those with a higher degree of alienation, which in disguise showed that the original jailer had a higher cultivation base.

   And there should be no damage in the slightest, so as not to affect the appearance of the natal instrument.

   Not to mention that there are really discoveries.

  【Dragon Snake Ridge: Created by the Dragon Snake Daoist, the spine needs to be pulled out from the body during cultivation, and then implanted into the body of the alien beast dragon snake. It can only be completed when it is retrieved in three years. 】

  The bone of the dragon snake ridge is silvery white, and the whole is relatively slender. It is somewhat similar to that of snakes. It has obviously been placed in the Great Dream Pavilion for a long time.

   The rest of the spine is somewhat less meaningful, or completely inconsistent with the chains.

  Dragon Snake Ridge only needs ten blood crystals, but it is really suitable for spine people.

   Unfortunately, his blood crystals are not enough to buy.

   "We must find a way to make money."

  Ren Qing touched his chin, and he asked tentatively, "Senior Big Dream, how do I collect the materials?"

After hearing about   Dameng, the light and shadow became more distorted, as if he was looking at Ren Qing.

   "Three feet of human skin... Seven fights..."

   "One liter of animal blood...two buckets..."

  Ren Qing couldn't help sighing, even if he sold all of himself, he couldn't get enough blood crystals, so he had no choice but to give up.

   He immediately gave up, and simply spent six buckets of blood crystals to buy twenty stone eyes, and the fifteen buckets of salary were directly reduced by nearly half.

  Ren Qing sighed again.

The    Ghost City only lasted for twelve hours, and there was only one chance to enter and exit, otherwise it should not be difficult to find Song Zongwu to borrow ten blood crystals.

   As for Huang Ziwan, forget about it, the relationship between the two is not so good, and it is easy to make a bad relationship with each other if you ask for it.

  Ren Qing was about to leave the store when suddenly Da Mengren's voice came, mixed with a bit of laziness, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep.

   "One pupil... a hundred stones..."

  Ren Qing was stunned for a moment, why is Dameng Zhenren so interested in the double pupil? Reasonable and blind methods are only half-corpse realms.

Could    be related to twin nightmares?

   He has been speculating about the ghostly ability of the double-eyed person.

  It is rumored that nightmares are evil ghosts in dreams. The twin nightmares might be involved in dreams, so it attracted the attention of Dameng.

  Ren Qing really wanted to agree, but the problem was that people with double pupils were different from those with a hundred eyes, their eyes could not be regenerated if they were dug out.

   Da Mengzhen said indifferently: "The technique... ten stones..."

  Ren Qing's expression was complicated after hearing this.

  The price of ten stones is too dead. How do you feel that you want to recover the blood crystal through the dragon snake ridge?

   However, he had no reason to refuse. I am afraid that many monks in Sanxiang City have blindness.

  Ren Qing took the book out of his mouth, the book disappeared in an instant, and the dragon snake ridge was immediately placed in front of him.

   Good guy, didn't even let me pass the blood crystal?

  Ren Qing was afraid that Da Mengren would go back and quickly put away the dragon and snake ridges.

   That's it, when you return to the Fire Works Hall, you can be promoted to the Backbone.

   "Senior Big Dream, the one with heavy pupils is..."

  Ren Qing just wanted to explain, but in the blink of an eye, he had already left the Big Dream Pavilion and re-entered the ghost city streets where the crowds came and went.

   "How can a small person like me get into Damengren's eyes."

   He smiled shyly, and did not leave in a hurry, but just hung out.

  Ren Qing found that the shops in the ghost city were not much different from those in Sanxiang City, but only the Dameng Pavilion and the liquor store had the most guards.

  The dozen or so guards were all very drunk, and Huang Ziwan was in the mix, half lying down holding a wine jar and snoring.

  Ren Qing came to Huang Ziwan, who immediately opened his eyes.

   Huang Ziwan relaxed when he saw this, he handed the wine jar and said, "Brother Ren, have a drink and try."

  Ren Qing was puzzled. In fact, it was difficult to get drunk after being promoted to the half-corpse realm, let alone the ghost realm.

  Why are the drinks in the ghost market an exception.

   And seeing the appearance of the jailers around him, he can keep his mind clear.

   He tried to **** for a while, and suddenly felt that his consciousness fell into a trance state.

   When Ren Qing resisted a little, the drunkenness dissipated in an instant, lasting only a few minutes, and the aftertaste was endless.

   "What's this wine called?"

   "Drunken life and dream of death."

   "Forget it, give it back to me. You drink and waste it. It's boring to wake up too soon."

   Huang Ziwan grabbed the wine jar and poured a few mouthfuls, and immediately fell into a deep drunkenness again.

  Ren Qing subconsciously called out the information flow, and immediately discovered that it was strange that his lifespan had decreased insignificantly.

   Explains that when you are drunk, your life essence will be taken away by Dameng Zhenren.

   "Dream Butterfly..."

  Ren Qing muttered to himself, if this technique is hidden in the jailer's hall, he must find a way to master it so as to prolong his life.

   It’s just that Da Mengren’s life extension is really worthless.

   Or is it that he is already approaching his lifespan, so that he puts all his hopes of advancing to the Yang God realm on the twin nightmares?

  Ren Qing shook his head with a wry smile, the cultivator's lifespan that was about to be exhausted might be more than his thirty-nine years.

  Why care about this.

  Ren Qing walked into the wine shop, and there was an illusory figure on the pavement of the counter.

   After checking the price of drinks, he was immediately frightened. It was ridiculously expensive to ask for a stone of blood crystals.

  Ren Qing was relieved quickly, there were not a few monks in the jail who were driven mad by spells, and it would be good if they could stay drunk for a while without worry.

   This money is so good...

   (end of this chapter)