He Has a Dragon

Although Wang Le did not have time to carefully study this dusty, ordinary-looking teapot, he saw that the liquid poured from the spout could make the thin branches grow new green branches and leaves in such a short period of time. You know it has endless uses.

To put it simply, if the liquid poured out of the spout does not drip on twigs, but falls on some precious herbs or trees, it will naturally ripen in the shortest time, saving a long time.

This is something that cannot be obtained no matter how many spirit stones or other precious cultivation resources are available.

"It seems that this teapot is related to the law of time." Wang Le thought to himself with great determination and joy.

This made Wang Le have to think of the owner of the cave space, that is, the Mahayana monk from the Emperor Burial Star, who obviously had a deep understanding of the law of time.

Otherwise, the magic circle covering this palace dojo would not involve the law of time, let alone this teapot.

"This trip to the cave space, even if the remains of the Mahayana monks are not found in the end, is still worth the money."

Wang Le thought to himself happily.

At this moment, the hardships of the continuous cross-border battles along the way have completely dissipated, and there are no longer any complaints.

Wangcai couldn't help but snorted proudly when he saw Wang Le's expression of joy.

There is no way, who made it work again this time, and it is a huge credit!

When Wang Le saw this, he couldn't help but touched Wangcai's little head on the table, and then said with a smile: "I don't hurt you in vain."

Just as Wang Le had finished praising Wangcai, he saw Qu Jinghong walking out of the room again.

Seeing the disappointed look on Qu Jinghong's face, Wang Le knew that the other party had gained nothing again.

"There's a chair left for you."

Wang Le casually greeted Qu Jinghong and walked out of the darkroom to go to the rooms on the right that the other party had not yet searched.

Qu Jinghong was startled at first, then nodded and walked over.

At this time, Wang Cai was seen standing on the table and did not leave. Wang Le, who left the darkroom, couldn't help but be stunned, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

Obviously, I can’t guess what’s inside the gourd of wealth.

What kind of medicine is being sold?

"Is it possible that there is something good in this dark room?"

Wang Le looked back at Wangcai on the table and couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

As his mind wandered, Wang Le looked at the entire darkroom again. He really couldn't think of where the treasure could be hidden if there were any.

At this moment, Qu Jinghong, who touched the chair, suddenly let out an exclamation.

A strange color flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "How is it? Is this chair a good thing? I usually sit on it when I practice, but I get twice the result with half the effort."

At this time, the listless look of disappointment on Qu Jinghong's face had long disappeared, and it was filled with undisguised excitement and excitement.

"Soul-suppressing wood!" Qu Jinghong said with certainty while carefully examining the Grand Master's chair.

Without waiting for Wang Le to ask, Qu Jinghong took the initiative to explain to him: "This soul-suppressing wood is a good thing!"

"Not only can it soothe the mind and help with cultivation, but if the refined weapon magic weapon contains soul-suppressing wood as the main material, it can even cause damage to the enemy's soul during the battle!"

"Oh?" Wang Le's eyes showed a look of surprise. He obviously didn't expect that this so-called soul-suppressing wood could not only calm the mind, but also cause damage to the soul. They were two extremes.

Just when Wang Le thought that was all, Qu Jinghong said with a strange expression: "Actually, as long as there are enough soul-suppressing wood, it can be used as the main material to refine a Horcrux!"

"Horcrux?" Wang Le asked, his scalp numb, "What's the use of this?"

Qu Jinghong was already accustomed to Wang Le's common-sense idiotic questions.

Then he explained to him: "The so-called Horcrux includes many things, including soul-nurturing and soul-killing."

After a pause, Qu Jinghong further elaborated: "Soul nourishing can make the soul of a monk or demon clan become more solid and powerful."

"And soul-killing Horcruxes, such as those refined into the legendary Soul-Calling Flag, are extremely lethal. Once they appear, their lethality is far beyond what you and I can imagine."

A look of surprise appeared in Wang Le's eyes. The soul-suppressing wood that was made into the Grand Master's chair actually had such a powerful use, which was far beyond his expectation.

At this moment, Qu Jinghong said again without forgetting: "It would be the best thing if there was a piece of soul-suppressing wood by my side when I was trying to seize the body."

"It helps to integrate the new body more smoothly and avoid rejection."

Wang Le nodded with a slight twitch in his mouth, and then chuckled: "The owner here is extravagant, and he is willing to make such a precious soul-suppressing wood into a chair."

Having said this, Wang Le couldn't help but point to the Eight Immortals table where Wangcai was, and said: "This table is obviously not a soul-soothing wood, and I don't know what material it is made of?"

At this moment, Qu Jinghong unceremoniously put the chair into the storage ring, and then carefully looked at the Eight Immortals table next to it.

Even from time to time, he would come up and smell the wood in order to make the most correct judgment.

Obviously, the material of this Eight Immortals Table is not as easy to identify as the soul-soaking wood.

So Qu Jinghong did not give an answer quickly.

However, Wang Le could clearly feel that Qu Jinghong's aura was getting heavier and heavier.

This made Wang Le realize that Qu Jinghong's heart was far from as peaceful as she appeared on the surface.

"Is it possible that even this table is a good thing?" Wang Le couldn't help but murmured to himself.

Thinking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but glance at the wealth on the table. Is it because the little guy doesn't want to leave because of this Eight Immortals Table?

Just as Wang Le's thoughts were fluctuating, he saw Qu Jinghong, who had been bending down to study the materials on the table, slowly straightened up.

When Wang Le saw this, he couldn't help but asked softly expectantly: "Did you see it?"

Qu Jinghong snorted, then looked at Wang Le, and asked sincerely: "Brother Wang, I can use the top-quality medicinal cauldron I just got to exchange this table with you!"

Before Wang Le could agree or not, Qu Jinghong hurriedly said: "In addition to the top-quality medicine cauldron, I can give you the purple baby fruit I just got, as well as everything I will find in this dojo palace next. This girl won’t take any money from me!”

"Oh?" Wang Leman glanced at Qu Jinghong in surprise, and then walked to the table and said: "It seems that the material of this table is more precious than the soul wood, but Qu Jinghong is willing to give it up Such a big investment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Le suddenly slapped his palm on the table.

At this moment, Wang Le's palm force was like a chef trying to untie an ox, passing through the gaps on the table one by one.

In the blink of an eye, all four legs of the Eight Immortals Table were completely removed.

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