Chapter 1598 Lord Qingzhu

The four words "Imperial Spiritual Pill" were like thunder, exploding in the ears of many warriors at the scene, leaving them stunned.

Fiery gazes fell on the thin man wearing a green shirt.

If those strong men hadn't realized that the thin man's strength was unfathomable and beyond their reach, someone might have directly gone to snatch the imperial elixir from him.

Royal-grade cultivation resources are of a higher grade than king-grade cultivation resources, and are more helpful in assisting warriors in their cultivation, so they are naturally more valuable.

However, imperial-grade cultivation resources are extremely rare. Even low-grade imperial-grade cultivation resources are the most coveted cultivation treasures among warriors.

Among the tens of thousands of warriors present, Fang Bai was probably the only one. It could be seen that the thin man in a green shirt was a high-level powerhouse with distraction, and he was also one of the powerhouses with the highest cultivation level among the tens of thousands of warriors.

The man in green shirt looks to be about fifty years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, black hair like waterfalls, and a faint warm smile on his face, giving him an elegant, noble but approachable appearance. Feel.

In the left hand of the man in green shirt, he held a green fan, which he was fanning slowly and slowly. Others thought that the fan was very ordinary, but Fang Bai focused his eyes, knowing that the fan seemed inconspicuous, but in fact it was But it is an out-and-out king-grade high-grade wind-type spiritual weapon. With just a flick of the fan, it can easily sweep up a strong wind.

The man in green shirt walked up to Fang Bai and stood in front of him. He first looked at the Blood-Drinking Knife in Fang Bai's hand for a few times. He praised it a few times, then looked at Fang Bai with a smile on his face, his expression full of confidence.

Obviously, he believed that the imperial elixir he presented was sincere enough and would surely impress Fang Bai.

After all, in his eyes, Fang Bai is just a strong Yuanying perfectionist, and a bottle of imperial elixir is very likely to help him advance to the state of distraction. How can he resist this temptation?

"Don't change!"

No one expected that Fang Bai, in full view of everyone, would shake his head and reject the request of the man in green shirt to exchange the imperial elixir for the bloody sword in his hand.

The man in green shirt couldn't help but was stunned, and then asked with interest: "Why don't you change? Don't you think the cultivation resources I have given you can't impress you? How about two bottles of imperial elixir?"

Fang Bai shook his head again and said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with cultivation resources, I just don't want to change."

The man in green shirt said: "I really like your bloody sword... You make a condition, and if I can do it, I will agree to it. How about this?"

As soon as he said this, all the warriors present were envious and jealous of Fang Bai.

When they thought about it, a strong man who dared to take out two bottles of imperial elixir in broad daylight and in front of everyone must have strong confidence in his own strength. From this, it can be inferred that the man in green shirt should at least be a distracted man. The strong one.

As for a Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse like Fang Bai, it would be a great opportunity if he could get a promise from a distracted mid-level powerhouse.

There are also people who are becoming more and more interested in the bloody long knife in Fang Bai's hand, thinking that the man in blue shirt is so powerful that he would not hesitate to exchange two bottles of imperial elixir for his bloody knife. This shows that the bloody knife must be something extraordinary. Spiritual weapon.

However, no one at the scene, including the man in green shirt, could tell the grade of Fang Bai's blood-drinking sword, and they could only rely on guesswork.

But no matter what conditions the man in green shirt offered, Fang Bai just shook his head and refused.

Fortunately, the man in green shirt was rejected many times, but he was not angry. He just sighed with regret and stood beside Fang Bai and others with his hands behind his hands.

"Okay, let's use your bloody knife as a bet! If you lose, you won't regret it!"

Huang Roar watched the man in green shirt discuss with Fang Bai about the blood knife for a long time before he realized that Fang Bai's blood knife was not a mortal thing. When he came to his senses, he immediately said to Fang Bai with his eyes shining.

The spiritual weapon Huang Roar is currently using is the Split Mountain Fork, which is only a medium-grade king-grade spiritual weapon, while Fang Bai's blood knife must be of a higher grade. If he can win it over and keep it as his own, he will be even more powerful and more powerful. .

Before Fang Bai could say anything, Hu Wei had already shaken his head and said, "No! Brother Fang, how can we use your spiritual weapon as a bet?"

Fang Bai smiled and said: "It doesn't matter! I believe that the experience you two brothers have in the nine-story Linglong Tower will be better than their chance, and your strength will improve faster!"

Hu Zhuang clenched his fist and said: "Brother, since Brother Fang trusts us so much, what else can we say? Just work harder in your experience! Just because the Huang brothers had a good chance last time, it doesn't mean that this time will be a good one; we had a good chance last time Just because it’s bad doesn’t mean it’s bad this time!”

Huwei frowned and said, "But what if..."

Hu Zhuang said: "If we lose, the worst we can do is compensate our two brothers' spiritual weapons to Brother Fang, and give Brother Fang a sum of training resources to make up for Brother Fang's losses! We are confident of winning, but we can also afford to lose!" "

Hu Wei looked at Fang Bai, saw him nodding with a smile, and then looked at Huang Roar's arrogant and arrogant look, so he gritted his teeth, nodded heavily, and growled to Huang with a stern face: "I bet with you! I win, your Split Mountain The fork belongs to me; if you win, Brother Fang, this bloody knife belongs to you!"

Huang Roar laughed "haha" and high-fived Huwei, saying he would never go back on his word.

"What a waste! What a waste!"

Seeing that Fang Bai actually used the blood knife as a bet, the man in green shirt couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, with a look of regret on his face.

Fang Bai became somewhat interested in the man in green shirt and took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "May I ask your senior's name?"

The man in green shirt said casually: "You can just call me Lord Qingzhu."

Many strong men around him couldn't help but feel moved when they heard the man in green shirt announcing his name, with respectful expressions on their faces.

Venerable Qingzhu is a casual cultivator in Qingzhu Mountain in the Tianluo world. He has innate wood spiritual roots and a high level of distraction. He is one of the top powerhouses in the Tianluo world.

Although Venerable Qingzhu is strong, he never bullies the weak. He is warm-hearted and has a chivalrous heart. Therefore, he has an excellent reputation and is respected by many warriors.

Fang Bai cupped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Venerable Qingzhu, whom I have admired for a long time!"

After a pause, his eyes fell on the green fan in the hands of Venerable Qingzhu, and he said with a smile: "Swords, spears, and axes are the most common spiritual weapons used by warriors in this world, but those who use fans as spiritual weapons are rare. However, this fan It is a very powerful spiritual weapon, if anyone underestimates it, he will be in bad luck!"

"Oh? Do you know what level of spiritual weapon my fan is?"

Seeing that Fang Bai was interested in the green bamboo fan in his hand, Master Qingzhu couldn't help but ask.

Fang Bai said: "The king's grade is the best. If you have the green wood marrow of the emperor's grade, you can re-sacrifice it and upgrade it to the emperor's spiritual weapon!"

"good!"

Venerable Qingzhu looked at Fang Bai and said with emotion: "From your tone, it seems that you know a lot about imperial spiritual weapons!"

Fang Bai smiled and said: "I know some weapon refining techniques, and I have some experience in refining imperial spiritual weapons! If senior can get the imperial green wood marrow, you might as well ask me to try it."

"Do you really mean what you say?"

Venerable Qingzhu suddenly became excited.