Chapter 120

"What?"

Although Mo Jue yuan has already prepared, but really wait for the Yan Rong to bring up, Mo Jue yuan is still quite shocked, this apex blood is equivalent to the essence of the whole blood, although a single drop can not die, but it will make Mo Jue yuan foundation greatly damaged, and even lead to the retreat of mojue far.

You should know how difficult it is for Qi practitioners to upgrade one level. However, the request made by master Yanrong may lead to the retrogression of Mo Jueyuan's cultivation. Such a request is too much.

Mo Chueh yuan was embarrassed. His face was very ugly. However, master Yan Rong said with a smile

"Of course, I won't let you suffer. I've already added several kinds of tonic and Peiyuan liquid to your Huayuan liquid to help you consolidate your foundation. Although you lose a drop of blood, you won't fall into the realm. Moreover, if you promise, I'll give you some compensation. Just mention what you want, and I'll promise."

As he said that, master Yanrong's face showed a strong self-confidence, but it's not that he exaggerates. Master Yanrong really has this strength. As an old monster who has been living in the world for many years, he has accumulated countless treasures. More importantly, the old monster is an alchemist. As a noble Alchemist, there must be many people who want him, And he helped people alchemy reward is not small, of course, Yan Rong venerable wealth but rich incomparable, naturally qualified to say so much.

Mo Jueyuan hears the words and looks at the master Yan Rong quietly. He sees that the master Yan Rong has a gentle smile on his face. His face is extremely confident, but his eyes occasionally flash a fierce color. Obviously, if Mo Jueyuan doesn't agree, there will be no good end.

"Master, I don't understand. Since I want my blood and strength, I don't need to trade with you. Why..."

Mo Jueyuan doesn't care at the moment. Things have come to such a point that he has two ends: first, he has successfully traded with him; second, he has died without him. Where does Mo Jueyuan need to care? He immediately speaks frankly.

Yan Rong's eyes flashed a touch of fine light, and he looked up at Mo Jueyuan again. In his heart, he also paid attention to Mo Jueyuan. The question that Mo Jueyuan asked was the most tangled thing for Yan Rong. Yan Rong thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of any other way

"It's not easy to take out the blood and use it. You have to be willing to give it out. Once you have complaints in your heart, the effect of the blood will be completely different, so..."

When Mo Jueyuan heard that master Yanrong said this, he understood all of them. No wonder master Yanrong was so polite to himself. Although killing himself could extract the blood from his heart, he would have a grudge against him, and that blood could not be refined. Therefore, master Yanrong must let himself trade willingly.

When Mo Jueyuan thought of this, he immediately felt relieved and began to think about what he needed? What should the old monster take in exchange for his own blood?

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Jueyuan finally thought about it. He immediately raised his head and looked at the elder Yan Rong. He saluted respectfully but not flatteringly and said:

"Master, I understand what you mean. I agree to trade with you."

The master Yan Rong smiles confidently, and his face doesn't change much. As an old monster who has lived for countless years, he has a good sense of his expression. He nods and says solemnly:

"It's best for Mo Xiaoge to agree to exchange. However, I have a request. I must swear that I am willing to trade with him. Only with this kind of hard work can I make a pill."

Mo Jueyuan nodded without hesitation. He had already thought about this point raised by master Yanrong. If he had resentment when he took out his blood, would the Huoyan pill practiced by master Yanrong become a poison pill? Yan Rong Zun is such a thoughtful old monster that he can't think of this. Therefore, it's inevitable to make himself swear.

No one dares to break the oath, unless he has lived enough. Once he breaks the oath, it doesn't matter much. But when it comes to promotion, it's easy to go wrong. Failure in promotion is a trivial matter, and it's normal to die.

"The elder said, the younger naturally do, however, the younger also have a request, also ask the elder to agree."

"You said

Mo Jueyuan looked at the master Yan Rong and said word by word:

"I dare to ask you to make an oath. I will never deal with you afterwards."

"You..."

In a moment, Mo Jueyuan felt as if the sky had collapsed. In that frenzied momentum, Mo Jueyuan was like a small tree in a strong wind. He was swaying around. The wind only needed a minute to break the branches.

Fortunately, this violent momentum appeared for only a moment, and then it was put away by master Yanrong. Mo Jueyuan collapsed on the ground with a puff. He gasped heavily, and his robe was completely wet, as if soaked in water. In this short moment, Mo Jueyuan felt that he had experienced life and death. The feeling that he could not grasp life and death made him very uncomfortable, The desire for power is even stronger.

However, through this moment, Mo Jueyuan knew how terrible the so-called old monster was. It is estimated that even if Lu Fan and Pang Fei shot together, it was not enough for the old guy to clap his hand.

As for Mo Jueyuan's "excessive demand", master Yanrong really wanted to slap him to death. In his eyes, Mo Jueyuan was not much better than mole ants. He was a powerful person in the world. When did he swear to the existence of mole ants? If others dare to make such a request, they will definitely let him not survive, not to die, people die, the soul can not think better.

However, when he thought that he still needed Mo Jueyuan's willing dedication, the master Yanrong forced himself to resist. His angry face disappeared, and then he showed a soft smile and said to Mo Jueyuan

"Well, I swear. As long as I practice the Huoyan pill and get rid of the poison, I will never attack Mo Jueyuan afterwards. If I disobey this oath, heaven and earth will abandon it. Brother Mo, you are satisfied with that. "

Yan Rong's face showed a smile, looking at Mo Jueyuan, his eyes flashed cold awn.

Mo Jueyuan stood up from the ground, saluted respectfully, and immediately vowed that he would willingly take out his blood.

"Well, now that the oath has been made, what compensation do you want?"

Yan Rong Zun's facial expression is a whole, toward Mo Jue yuan light say.

When Mo Chueh yuan heard the speech, he was very happy. He looked grateful. He cleared his throat and said respectfully

"Senior and junior, each of them has three requirements. The first one is the oath made by the senior; This second requirement, hehe, the elder also knows that this sharp blood will damage the foundation, so the younger generation wants some pills to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the yuan. "

As a matter of course, the elder Yan Rong nodded and put his hand around his waist. A glimmer of light flashed by. Three green jade bottles appeared in his palm and handed them to Mo Jueyuan

"Among the three bottles of pills, the blue one is Muling pill, which is specialized in treating injuries. The red one is fury pill, which can enhance your strength in a short time. The blue one is Zishui pill, which has the best effect of consolidating the essence and cultivating the yuan. These three kinds of pills are all top-grade. Although the level is not high, they are just suitable for you. Well, let's talk about the third request together. After that, I'm going to do my best. "

Mo Jueyuan was surprised to see the simple belt around the waist of Yan Rong. He didn't expect that it was a storage belt. He really lost sight of it. Then he took the three jade bottles respectfully. His face was silent, but his heart was surprised and happy. The top-grade elixir, in the mouth of the old monster, was not high-grade and looked scornful. It seems that the elixir is really the richest one.

Mo Jueyuan was envious in his heart, but he kept saying the third request.

"I've been longing for alchemists for a long time. I hope you can teach me some alchemy skills or some common prescriptions. Please help me."

Master Yanrong was stunned. He couldn't help looking up and down at Mo Jueyuan. He immediately found that Mo Jueyuan's cultivation was not suitable for alchemy. Although his fighting power was good, alchemy was not a fight. He shook his head slightly, sighed and said with some regret:

"Brother Mo, it's not that I've swept away my treasure, but that I'm an alchemist. I'm good at alchemy. If I don't have a suitable dust-free fire, it's impossible. Over the years, I just got the beast fire of flying purple tiger by accident. If I don't have a big chance, I can't be an alchemist. If you don't have a flame, you can't be an alchemist, It's no use even if you have Dan Fang, not to mention teaching you alchemy experience. I'd better change my condition. "

In order not to let Mo Jueyuan be unwilling, master Yanrong tried his best to instruct Mo Jueyuan. Although Mo Jueyuan had already made an oath, if he had to destroy the oath regardless of his own life and death, wouldn't he have to be buried with him? How can Yan Rong not be on guard?

However, Mo Jueyuan had already made up his mind that he wanted the prescription and experience of alchemy, so he insisted on it again and again, hoping that master Yanrong would succeed.

Yan Rong master a look, also no longer say what, again from the waist a wipe, two scrolls appear in Yan Rong master's palm.

The scrolls are all made of animal skin, the color has turned yellow, and there are traces left by years on the surface. Obviously, the time of these scrolls is not short.

Without hesitation, master Yanrong handed two scrolls to Mo Jueyuan and said:

"This volume is most of the Dan prescriptions below the spirit level. This volume is my views on alchemy. Take it."

Mo Jueyuan took the scroll with respectful hands, and solemnly put it into the storage ring. He said gratefully:

"Thank you very much. I will protect these scrolls. I won't pass them on."

Yan Rong waved his hand and said calmly:

"You can drive now."

Mo Jueyuan nodded and asked with some doubts

"Master, what should I do?"

Yan Rong shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"You don't need to do anything. As long as you don't have the slightest resentment in your heart, I will finish everything."

"Well."

Mo Chueh yuan nodded and stood in the same place honestly. He didn't have the slightest resentment in his heart. After all, this transaction was your wish, and he took a lot of advantage. Although it was nothing to the old monster, it was very important to him. Therefore, Mo Chueh yuan didn't have the slightest resentment in his heart.

The venerable Yan Rong nodded slightly to Mo Jueyuan, with a dignified look. His slender right hand flashed red, and he slowly pointed to Mo Jueyuan's left chest. Where his right hand passed, the air became slightly twisted.

In the next moment, master Yan Rong's right hand was in Mo Jueyuan's heart. He breathed out and drank a little

"Take a picture."