"Everyone, the price of Little Meng Lin's secret skill is very high. We will need to pay a certain amount of money. Also …" Without any other choice, Ying Shouke could only state the price that Meng Lin had set earlier.
"What?
So expensive? "
"What the hell? What kind of secret skill is this? Why does it require such an expensive treasure?"
"What?
Why aren't we robbing him? "
In an instant, the faces of the Elders, who were excited just a moment ago, turned gloomy.
Especially the Second Elder, who stared at Menglin with an unfriendly gaze.
"This Second Elder is a jerk!"
Menglin, who had made the judgment, was not afraid at all. He pretended to be reluctant and said, "Elders, with your abilities, it should not be difficult for you to refine the Life Stone!
Every time I use the secret skill, I have to spend 100 years of my life. If I use it a few more times, I might not be able to live. "
The Second Elder smiled and said, "Little Menglin, with your low cultivation of the Transcendent Realm, you have to spend 100 years of your life just to use the secret skill. That is indeed a high price.
However, you can teach us the secret skill!
What do you think?
We will not let you suffer a loss. "
Although the Second Elder concealed it very well, Meng Lin still discovered a trace of unconcealable greed in his eyes.
"Second Elder, to be honest, this secret skill is called the Bloodline Secret Skill. It is also a Bloodline Super Power!"
"Ah?"
"What?"
"Impossible!"
The seven Elders present, including Ying Shouke, all cried out in alarm.
They could not believe that there was such a strange secret skill.
Instantly, the Second Elder stopped talking about the secret skill.
Unfortunately, they did not know that it was just an excuse that Menglin had made up.
Cang Long Stele was shocked.
Menglin is so good at bullsh * tting!
Bloodline Secret Skill?
Using it once will consume one's life?
What the hell was this?!
In Menglin's sea of consciousness, Cang Long Stele was completely dumbfounded. Only now did he truly see how cunning Menglin was. He was simply spouting nonsense. He was the kind of person who would play someone to death without paying for it!
The helpless Second Elder could no longer hold himself back and took out nine hundred Vein Crystals from his storage ring.
He needed Menglin to help him refine the nine life stones.
Looking at the small pile of vein crystals he had taken out, Second Elder's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
It took thousands of years to collect so many vein crystals, but it spat them out all at once.
One had to know that each Vein Crystal was a rare treasure for tempering the body.
Moreover, Vein Crystals were hard currency in the Five Dragon Regions.
"Little Menglin, here are 900 Vein Crystals. Count them!" The Second Elder's words were clearly filled with reluctance.
"Haha!"
Menglin, whose eyes were shining, smiled brilliantly. He quickly put away all the Vein Crystals and said: "I still need to count them. With Second Elder's identity, he definitely won't cheat me."
Ying Shouke, who was completely dumbfounded, sympathized with Second Elder.
Not long ago, he had refined ten life stones with Menglin's help. However, the price was indeed 30% off.
And this time, Second Elder did not discount at all.
For a moment, Menglin's black-bellied made Ying Shouke sigh inwardly.
"Master, you, you …" Cang Long Stele was dumbfounded. It was really an eye-opener. Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have thought that a simple level one Star Technique could refine the life stones. Menglin actually said it was a Bloodline Secret Skill, and it could even earn a large amount of Vein Crystals.
It could be played like this?
It took him three days!
Menglin could be considered to have made a huge profit. He had obtained a large amount of Vein Crystals, True Treasures, and Spirit Materials!
This was also because Menglin had deliberately delayed. Otherwise, it would not even take a day for him to refine all the life stones for Second Elder and the other six.
"Master, it's very dangerous to obtain such a large amount of cultivation resources this time!" Cang Long Stele was a little worried.
"It's okay. We'll leave in a few days!"
Meng Lin was no longer as cautious and cautious as before. He laughed carelessly and said, "No matter what, we are now Ying Valley's Guest Elders. Other than some old bastards, any ordinary martial artist would just be delivering themselves to us!"
That's right. Menglin had earned enough treasures and was planning to leave.
After all, it was not good for Miss Yunke to always stay in the magma space of the Imprisoned Dragon Arm.
However, he was now in Ying Valley and did not dare to summon Yunke or even Little Laipeng.
Otherwise, he would not be able to keep the secret that he had a Divine Weapon.
If the old bastards of Ying Valley knew that Menglin had a Divine Weapon, they would not care so much.
Another three days passed.
Early in the morning, Menglin followed Ying Shouke out of the Ying Pagoda High Court and headed towards a mountain peak in Ying Valley.
Today was the day of the banquet before the Ying Valley Palace Master, Elder Ying Zaixi, went into seclusion.
In Ying Gu, as long as one had some status or identity, they could participate.
The name Ying Zaixi was like a totem in Ying Valley.
This name was known by everyone, from the Elders of Ying Valley to the ordinary Werewolves.
This name, to the Ying Gu Faction, to the Ying Gu Faction, was a monument and a totem.
The strange thing was that Ying Zaixi, who seemed to be a little reclusive, rarely cared about the affairs of Ying Valley. He did not even bother to pay attention to the small matters of Ying Valley.
Moreover, Ying Zaixi's cultivation residence was not in Ying Valley, but on a towering mountain peak in the inner side. It was a secluded place.
Ying Zaixi almost never left the stone courtyard unless it was a matter of life and death for Ying Valley.
The banquet this time was, of course, held in Ying Zaixi's stone courtyard.
Ying Shouke, who had just arrived at the tunnel at the foot of the mountain, left first after giving Menglin directions.
Menglin, on the other hand, was very leisurely and leisurely climbed up the stone steps.
Not long after, Menglin was caught up by a group of warriors.
"Hey!
Brother Menglin! "Seeing that it was Menglin, the Fourth Prince Ying Si was very excited.
The reason why the Fourth Prince Ying Si was so excited was that Menglin had helped him imperceptibly.
Menglin had continuously killed Qian Wuji and Qian Rib in Ying Valley!
The Fifth Elder had even appeared and chased away the Eastern Maniac. Menglin's name could be said to be unparalleled in Ying Valley.
What was even more surprising was that Wang Mi Li had actually given up on the First Prince and had clearly expressed that he would pass the throne to the Fourth Prince Ying Si.
"Brother Menglin, come, let me introduce you."
Ying Si was very excited. "Jia Yikuan, you two are old acquaintances. This time, he will also come with me to congratulate Old Ancestor Ying Zaixi."
Ying Si pointed to a young warrior with delicate features and introduced, "Qian Xiong, a genius from the Three Ring Valley."
"Qian Xiong, this is Menglin I told you about before.
You two are about the same age, so you can interact more. "
Qian Xiong's expression was indifferent. He glanced at Menglin and nodded slightly.
"Three Ring Valley?" Instantly, Menglin's expression became strange.
Was Ying Si's brain fried?
He actually introduced the Three Ring Valley's Three Eye Elite Werewolf to him. Did he not know that he had killed Qian Wuji and the only son of the Three Ring Valley's Eastern Maniac, Qian Rib?