Martial Cultivator Chapter 148: Loot
"What did you pick up?"
Inside the house, Wang An asked Mo Yun with a smile.
Mo Yun placed a skull with yellow smoke vaguely flowing from its eyes, a storage bag, and several jade talisman fragments on the table: "The skull is a magic weapon that can emit yellow smoke and help people fly into the sky. .
The storage bag has the mental imprint of the weasel left on it, which I can’t undo.
The rest of these are probably the broken amulets on it. ”
Wang An looked at the skull.
I sensed a cold feeling from it. I looked carefully at it with my fist spirit, and the sound of sobbing and mourning vaguely appeared in my ears.
"Such a magic weapon must have been made after killing an unknown number of people, right?" Wang An held down the skull with one hand.
After Mo Yun nodded, his fist spirit suddenly became strong.
The divine sun illuminates the house.
The warm connotation flows here and shines on the skull, directly dissolving the yellow smoke surrounding the skull, causing its spirituality to fade quickly.
Soon it turned into an ordinary human skull.
"The world likes to say that weapons and tools are not guilty, but it depends on the goodness and evil of the user.
But some things are born with sin and blood.
Just like this magic weapon. Wang An pointed to the human skull on the table and said to Mo Yun, "Let's bury it later." ”
Mo Yun responded.
The regret in his eyes gradually faded.
A treasure that can carry people through the air is extremely rare. If used properly, it can give oneself an additional means of saving life.
It was naturally very regretful that the skull magic weapon was easily destroyed.
But based on what Wang An said, I thought about it for a moment and thought that such a magical weapon made with the sacrifice of life and soul has huge side effects, and it will definitely affect the user's mind after being used for a long time.
Based on this calculation, the gains outweigh the losses.
Destroy it.
Anyway, these trophies cannot be regarded as one's own.
Then, Wang An used his fist spirit to break away the spiritual mark on the Weasel Ghost Immortal's storage bag.
Ghost Immortals specialize in spiritual cultivation, and their spirits are naturally stronger than those of ordinary practitioners.
It is normal for Mo Yun's own spirit to have difficulty breaking away from the brand.
However, it was a bit unsightly to be branded like this in front of Wang An.
Pouring out all the contents of the storage bag, Mo Yun carefully counted:
Count a bottle of elixir that can stabilize the spirit;
Some miscellaneous herbs and charms;
A mass of purple-red, as thick as a wheat straw, extremely tough, and faintly revealing a spiritual 'rope'.
These are all the things accumulated in the weasel's storage bag, which is less than the size of a jar.
The Weasel Ghost Fairy has its own lair, so it will definitely not carry many valuable items with it, and most of them will be hidden in its own lair.
In fact, it is not just weasel ghosts and immortals, most practitioners will not carry heavy treasures with them.
Unless it is a magic weapon that you need to use all the time.
Wang An grabbed the head-sized ball of 'rope' and asked Mo Yun: "Brother Dog, do you know what this thing is?"
"I don't know." Mo Yun shook his head, then twitched his nose, sniffed the rope, and replied, "This thing has a faint smell of blood, is so tough, and has some spirituality. It should be something The tendons of living beings."
"Human muscle?" Wang An raised his eyebrows.
Mo Yun denied: "It's not human tendon."
"That's good." Wang An pushed the big ball of 'tendon' and the pill to Mo Yun, "You take these things, along with the dragon skin and the tendon, to the vegetable garden Go to the Zhou Blacksmith Shop on Zi Street and ask Blacksmith Zhou to make three pairs of armors.
Just say I asked you to go.
Let him ask for whatever materials he needs. ”
On that day, he protected Mo Yun from the evil body and killed the dragon in the river.
It took a lot of effort to peel off the skin and remove the bones and cramps. The skin of the dragon was extremely flexible. Although the Wei Sheng knife could cut it, it still encountered considerable resistance.
So Wang An asked Mo Yun to save all these good things from the dragon.
——Mo Yun's storage bag was bought by Hua Shanggong. The storage space is more than seven or eight times larger than Wang An's. It can be stuffed with good materials for the dragon.
In addition to these, Wang An also brought back hundreds of kilograms of dragon meat and a dragon heart to improve the daily food of Shenhua Mansion.
Now these good materials come in handy.
"You ask Blacksmith Zhou to make the armor according to your own body size, as well as the body size of Chen Liu and Xiao Hongyu, and make it according to the shape of the armor."
Ever since Uncle Zhou forged three knives for Wang An, the more Wang An used them, the more he felt that the three knives were extraordinary. The angle of the blade, the center of gravity of the blade, and the handle were all perfectly controlled.
I knew that Uncle Zhou, the blacksmith, must not be an ordinary person.
I guess there is a high probability that he also knows how to make armor.
"Do I need to wear armor?" Hearing Wang An's words, Mo Yun frowned, feeling offended by what he said.
It has entered the evil body state, and its skin needs to be tempered.
The hair is like steel needles, and the skin is like soft steel, invulnerable.
Having reached this level, he is still looked down upon by Wang An, and he is still asked to build armor for protection?
"Don't you think you need it?" Wang An looked at it in surprise.
Beside the Wuming River Ferry, who was beaten until his skin was split open and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen?
Whose hair on the skin of the melon was almost bald?
Under his gaze, Mo Yun hesitated and said after a while: "Then it's still necessary..."
"Very good." Wang An nodded with satisfaction, "The skin of a dragon is so big, it is more than enough to make three sets of armor.
For the remaining materials, you ask blacksmith Zhou to make a piece of heart armor for Uncle Zheng.
The nail should not be too heavy, the texture should be soft, and the protective power should be good..."
He rattled off a bunch of requests, and Mo Yun agreed. In turn, he said: "I see there is a jade amulet seller in Xuanji Mansion's identity card. Why don't you buy one for Uncle Zheng?" ?"
"Great idea!
I didn’t expect that! "Wang An clapped his hands and settled the matter.
Mo Yun continued: "How to deal with the dragon bones?"
"Didn't you say that you can use this bone to refine a magical weapon?
It's up to you. "Wang Anhun said indifferently.
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When this device shrinks, it looks like a clay pot and can absorb all kinds of qi.
When stretched, it looks like a dragon tail flag, which can interact with Mo Yun's life and enhance its physical combat power.
It is considered a magic weapon of destiny.
"Then you didn't get anything?" Mo Yun was a little embarrassed.
"If there is anything I need, I won't be polite." Wang An smiled and gathered up the empty storage bag as well as the herbs, sundries, and charms, "These are for the treasury collection. , you can call it when you are walking out to handle a case."
"How do you think we should respond to the weasel attack on our house today?" Mo Yun was still a little worried about this.
Although the weasel is dead, there are still many ghosts and immortals in the Five Immortals Path.
Now he has killed another member of the Five Immortal Dao tribe, which is a complete stab in the hornet's nest.
I'm afraid this matter will not go well.
"Kill one of them when they come, and kill both of them when they come!" Wang An's eyes were cold, "If you can't defeat their courage here, chase them to their lair and overthrow their lair!"
"By the way, where is the headquarters of the Five Immortals?"
Wang An asked Mo Yun.
Mo Yun was silent.
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