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Chapter 212 Captives

"The group of monks inside want to negotiate with you." Zhibai was afraid that Wang Dong could not react for a moment, so he said in detail, "It was the group of monks in the blessed land of Little Hongshan Prefecture who were built in the small thousand world by you, and the few people from our cave before. I originally wanted to talk to Saint Tianyao about this, but she was also in seclusion."

"That's right."

Wang Dong's eyes lit up and he keenly realized that there were benefits.

He also understood Zhibai's idea of ​​saying that he wanted to talk to Saint Tianyao. After all, the monks and Saint Tianyao from the blessed land are old, and it is related to the next Saint Tianyao return to Tianyao Cave to fight for power.

The division of the blessed land of the You Dynasty depends entirely on the production capacity of the cave. No matter how small the cave heaven is, it is richer than the cultivation resources of the blessed land. Now a group of people have tasted the sweetness of the transaction between Mogao’s blessed land. As long as the Saint of Tianyao can return to power smoothly, then there will be another in-depth transaction between Red Demon Mountain and Tianyao Cave Heaven, and the strength of Red Demon Mountain will instantly rise to a higher level.

"Of course I can talk about it." Wang Dong squeezed his eyes at a group of winding men, "What is our slogan of Red Devil Mountain?"

A group of snailed men were stunned, two of them were silent, "Bullying men and dominating women?"

"Fuck!" Wang Dong rolled his eyes immediately, "That is to be convinced by virtue."

The two negotiators were quickly taken to the Negotiation Hall.

These two negotiators were both great Jindan monks who exploded the Jindan in that wave of self-destruction of the Golden Pill. One was from the Blessed Land of Langshan and the other was from the Blessed Land of Dayu, called Zhuang Bifan.

"What are you going to talk about? Even though we are not going to keep you alive for the rest of our lives. We just want to keep it secret. You are wronged and stay in there for a while." Wang Dong sat on the boss's seat in the negotiating hall, calling on the two negotiators to sit down.

He was kind to say, but these two great Jindan monks who had lost the Jindan almost burst into tears.

To be honest, Wang Dong is indeed not bad for this group of prisoners. He usually lets them loosen the soil, weed and turn over the ground in the small world.

For the physical strength of these monks, it is too easy to do a little bit of such a job.

However, there was almost no spiritual energy in that small world, and the food was just ordinary meat.

Although the fish and shrimp that the people like to eat are not stingy with them.

But can that be the same?

The practitioner eats clouds and clouds, uses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as its rice, and uses various spiritual fruits and medicines as its vegetables, without the nourishment of spiritual energy. The practitioner's tastes like eating meat without salt, and he wants to have some impotence.

All monks who were under house arrest in the Little Thousand World have gained weight these days.

If this continues, Qi Shier and Zhuang Bifan both feel that they are going to develop fatty liver.

At that time, let alone reshaping the golden elixir, the Taoist foundation that has been hard-working to practice will be destroyed, and countless garbage accumulated in the body will be worse than those white-body practitioners who have just been involved in practicing.

What made them cry the most was that they occasionally heard those bragging people talking in the small world, Boyi was all real.

The two of them are qualified to be negotiators, of course, not without reason.

First of all, they were once the Golden Pill, and secondly, they all had the means to quickly replenish spiritual energy. Even if it was impossible to quickly fight against people, they could at least run away with their lives or convey some information.

In their opinion, the group of people led by Wang Dong just happened to use the spiritual pressure difference of the small world to underestimate them, and their strength would not be too high.

But now looking at the scene of Hongye Mountain, they didn't even dare to replenish their spiritual energy.

Just the water kirin that led them over and the powerful demonic aura that spread out and spread everywhere in Hongye Mountain, they already understood that some of the previous shattered conversations of the winding clairvoys were definitely not bragging.

"We want to reshape the golden elixir."

These two great Jindan monks who had always wanted to cry looked at each other for a while and finally said something.

"How do you know that I can help you reshape the golden elixir?" Wang Dong looked at the two of them. In fact, there was no need for these two to answer. He also knew that it must be the sloppy man who urged them to work.

This way of prisoners obtaining information is actually similar to the way Daluo Realm obtains information from waste materials from the upper three realms.

It seems that it is time to focus on the ban.

"We heard secretly from their conversation." Zhuang Bifan lowered his head and looked bitter when he saw his belly. "I heard that you have a way to help Saint Tianyao reshape the golden elixir, so maybe you can also help reshape our golden elixir."

"Of course there is a solution, the key depends on how you want to talk about it?" Wang Dong snapped his fingers, "You know that it is definitely not easy to reshape the golden elixir."

Now Zhuang Bifan and Qi Shier are in trouble.

Before the two came out, they made preparations as negotiators. One was to act according to the opportunity and ran away to send signals, and the other was to really talk. However, looking at the pomp of Hongye Mountain, the transaction conditions they had thought of before were not favored by the other party at all.

What's going on?

Wang Dong is patient, but Oscar and others behind Wang Dong are no longer patient.

Seeing the two of them being constipated, Oscar immediately sneered heavily, "Why, I haven't thought about it? I think our boss's time is not precious? Should I choose a place and let you think about it for decades first?"

The two of them suddenly shook.

But after all, he was a great Jindan monk and his reaction was not slow. Qi Shier immediately threw out a hydrangea: "What do you lack the most?"

“The most lacking?”

Wang Dong laughed silently and was not angry. "Anyway, there is no shortage of spiritual sand, and there is no shortage of magic weapons below the Golden Elixir Stage. I am also a little interested in some special spiritual materials, such as ice-type demon pills, such as the bones of some monsters with strength above the Golden Elixir Stage, such as treasures that can condense into spiritual roots, and some top-quality refining materials..."

Wang Dong said a lot casually.

These two Jindan monks stared at each other with big eyes and understood everything.

The general things are exempted, and the objects used for transactions must at least be higher than the level that Jindan monks are interested in.

"I can provide a spiritual cloud and a cloud of auspicious mist." After all, the great Jindan monk was a great Jindan monk. Zhuang Bifan gritted his teeth and made up his mind like cutting his flesh.

The world of cultivation that is qualified to be called spiritual clouds and auspicious mist are both products of nature like Feng Shui treasure land, rare and difficult to reproduce.

However, a cultivator of Zhuang Bifan's level knew very well that this kind of thing would not be brought with him without life or death. What a great thing, it would take only life to spend it.

"oh?"

Of course, Wang Dong knew the goods and nodded repeatedly, "What spiritual clouds and what auspicious fog?"
Chapter completed!