Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1206: 100 pieces

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For the people of the Yaoshui tribe, there are two people who are immortal and unforgettable.

One is the God of Water, Gonggong, and the other is Lingxian.

The shadow he brought to the Demon Water Tribe was too deep, especially for the five pill-forming monks who were blown away by him.

So, when they saw Ling Xian descending on the Yaoshui tribe, everyone was stunned. What followed was horror.

Their faces were full of horror, and they retreated unconsciously, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.

This made Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. He said that he was not a beast that could eat people. Is it necessary to be so scared?

As everyone knows, in the hearts of the wizards of the Demon Water Tribe, he is no different from the fierce beast, and he is the overlord-level fierce beast!

"Pre...senior, I wonder why you came here?"

A cultivator of the Alchemy Stage forced his composure and stubbornly said: "If, if my Demon Water and Demon Water Tribe are offended, please forgive me, seniors."

Hearing this, Ling Xian shook his head with a smile, unexpectedly scaring them like this.

You can't even say anything. How much is this fear?

"Relax, I have no intention of coming this time, but want to negotiate a deal with the Yaoshui tribe." Ling Xian smiled faintly, planning to give something in exchange for the opportunity to observe the totem.

"Deal?" The old man was startled, not knowing why.

"Not bad."

Ling Xian nodded lightly, looked around the audience, and said: "Who is the patriarch? Ask him to come out and talk to me."

"Ahem, I...I am."

The old man coughed dryly, a bit embarrassing, especially when he thought that as the leader of the tribe, he was frightened by Ling Xian and stuttered, so he wanted to find a place to get in.

Shame!

It's so embarrassing!

"Are you the patriarch?"

Ling Xian was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter. It wasn't a mockery, but simply amused.

"Yes."

The old man's face is burning. I just feel that this old face is completely lost.

"Let's talk about the transaction then, rest assured, I have no malice against Yaoshui. Even if you refuse the transaction, I won't do anything." Ling Xian smiled gently and motioned the old man to relax.

"Senior, please speak."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief. There was a bit of respect and flattery on his face.

The same goes for the others. They all bowed their heads respectfully, and didn't dare to look at Ling Xian at all.

"The content of the transaction is very simple. I want to watch the totem of your Yaoshui tribe. Of course, I will pay the equivalent."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, but everyone present changed their color instantly, showing a bit of anger.

The totem is the most important thing in any tribe, even the people in the tribe. It is impossible to comprehend at any time, and how can an outsider watch it?

Therefore, everyone left an expression of anger, but they suppressed it forcibly, obviously daring not to speak.

Seeing this, Ling Xian shook his head helplessly, and said: "Don't be mad at first. I said, it's an equivalent exchange, not a forced request."

Hearing this, the old man fell silent.

He wasn't sure what Ling Xian's behavior was, and he couldn't guarantee whether he would be angry after he refused. Destroy the Yaoshui tribe.

But looking at it right now, he felt that Ling Xian should not have this thought, otherwise, why bother to say more and just take it directly.

At the moment, he cautiously asked: "I don't know what price seniors are willing to pay?"

"Pills."

The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and he took out a healing pill from his arms, and the fragrance suddenly overflowed. Diffuse the radius.

The eyes of everyone present also lit up, curious and excited.

Even the elderly are no exception.

There are few people in the Witch Clan who can make alchemy. Therefore, the elixir is a very rare existence. Only large tribes or more have elixir.

Even if the old man is a cultivator in the pill formation stage, he has never taken it. It can be seen how rare a pill is in the Witch God Realm.

"If you agree to let me watch the totem, I will pay a hundred pills as a reward, how about it?" Ling Xian smiled faintly, full of wins.

He believes that this generous reward is enough to make the old man tempted.

And when he heard his offer, the old man suddenly trembled in fright, and said in a trembled: "More...how much?"

"One hundred."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, as if a hundred pills were in his eyes, it was nothing at all.

In fact, it is true.

With his present-day elixir skills, strong assets, and a mere one hundred pill, he will not feel distressed if he throws it away.

"One hundred!"

The old man took a sigh of relief, and his whole body was dull, unable to believe that this number was true.

The same goes for everyone present.

That's a hundred pills!

Not to mention the sorcerers in these small tribes, even the medium-sized tribes have to be sluggish!

After all, in the Witch God Realm, the pill is a precious and rare existence, even if it is a general power, it is impossible to take out a hundred pill so easily.

So everyone present was shocked. After that, he was a little bit skeptical, wondering whether Ling Xian could really come up with a hundred pills.

"Ahem, please forgive me for being presumptuous."

The old man glanced at Ling Xian cautiously, with hesitation on his face.

"Just say what you want, I won't blame you." Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, already guessing what the old man was going to say.

"Dare to ask seniors, you..."

The old man hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "Can you really come up with a hundred pills?"

"Don't worry about this, you just need to tell me, if I give you a hundred pills, do you agree to let me watch the totem."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and a hundred pills of medicine were nothing to him.

"Naturally, there is no reason to refuse."

The old man nodded, turned his gaze to the crowd, and said, "Do you think that?"

"Yes!"

Everyone yelled in agreement, everyone was full of expectations.

If Ling Xian asked for a totem, he would definitely not get it at the price of a hundred pills. But just by watching, the deal is too cost-effective.

Even a medium-sized tribe cannot refuse.

"Very well, wait patiently." Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction, and then took out many elixir and Qiankun Ding~ IndoMTL.com~ The pill he refined a few days ago has been sent to the Yaoshui tribe. People have to re-refining naturally.

With his current master-level attainments, refining some low-level pill, it doesn't take much effort at all. Therefore, the speed of his refining was extremely fast, and in just two hours, he refined seven furnace pills, which totaled more than sixty pellets.

Whether it is the speed or the production rate of the pill, it is so powerful that it is horrible!

Therefore, everyone was shocked. Don't want to. When Ling Xian started refining, they were in a sluggish state, and they haven't recovered until now.

In this way, two more hours have passed, and all the 100 pills have been refined, and the last one has seven pill patterns.

Although these witches do not understand the meaning of the seven pill patterns, they all know that these pill medicines are all excellent products in terms of appearance and smell!

Therefore, their eyes are almost glaring, except for shock, it is fiery. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)