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Chapter 2838: The Blood Desolate Emperor Essence that weighs ten thousand catties

(The fourth update is here!)

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"If I had known, I would have asked Yin Su'er to say hello for me before." Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, but still followed the guard towards the castle.

On the way, Jian Wushuang looked at the long queue still queuing at the entrance and couldn't help but ask: "Sir, I wonder what these people do?"

"Them?" the guard sneered: "They are all weapon refiners from various realms, with high and low levels. There are third- and fourth-grade weapon refiners, as well as fifth- and even sixth-grade weapon refiners.

And they come here with only one purpose, and that is to become the weapon-refining apprentices of Huoyun Castle."

"Apprentice? Just an apprentice, so popular?" Jian Wushuang was surprised.

"Of course, even though they are just apprentices, they still have the opportunity to see the scene of top weapon refiners refining weapons. If they are lucky, they may even be favored by the castle master and become the registered disciple of the castle master. Then they will reach the sky in one step."

The guard continued: "The Lord of the Castle now has one personal disciple and six named disciples. Except for that personal disciple, the other six named disciples are all selected from among the apprentices."

"That's it." Jian Wushuang understood.

Following the guard, he entered the castle and came to a side hall.

"Just wait here. Master Brahma Heart is currently receiving a peak god. When he is done with his work, he will come to see you." The guard said.

"Thank you very much." Jian Wushuang thanked him.

The guard left quickly, while Jian Wushuang waited quietly in the side hall.

After waiting like this for an hour or two, a middle-aged man with a big belly finally arrived in the side hall.

"You are Jian Yi, right?" This middle-aged man is just a peak god, but when he stood in front of Jian Wushuang, not only did he not have the slightest respect or humility, but he also had a somewhat condescending attitude.

"Tsk, tsk, these weapon refiners are really big-hearted." Jian Wushuang sighed inwardly, but he still smiled on the outside, "It's me, you must be Mr. Fanxin, right?"

"Sit down." The middle-aged man, Fan Xin, one of Lord Mo's named disciples, waved his hand.

Jian Wushuang immediately sat down next to him.

"Are you here to see the master?" Fan Xin glanced at Jian Wushuang.

"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded.

"Haha, my master is the number one weapon refiner in the Nine Realms of the Golden Crow. There are too many people who come to see him on weekdays. He doesn't have time to see so many people, so usually those who come to see him are

It will be received by us disciples, unless some very high-status people come to visit in person, my master will personally come to receive it, so if you have anything, just tell me directly, it is the same thing." Brahma Heart said.

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Jian Wushuang pondered secretly.

He knew that it was unrealistic for him to directly see Lord Mo, so he could only go through the Brahma Heart.

"To be honest, I came to see you today because I hope Master Mo can personally take action and refining a magic weapon for me." Jian Wushuang said.

"Please ask Master to refine the divine weapons?" Fan Xin glanced at Jian Wushuang in surprise, and then couldn't help but smile, "Jian Yi, you are a high-level god, right? The divine weapons you use with your strength are top-notch Tianbao.

That's all, even if you have many treasures in your hands and want to refine a holy treasure extravagantly, there are still others who can refine it in my Fire Cloud Castle, so why bother my master to do it personally?"

"No, the magic weapon I want to refine can only be achieved by Master Mo himself." Jian Wushuang said with a smile.

"Must it be my master who takes action in person?" Fan Xin's expression changed, but then he said solemnly: "Jian Yi, my master is the number one weapon refiner in the Nine Realms of the Golden Crow. If you want him to take action to refine the magic weapon, you can't.

It’s not easy, and the price required is quite high.”

"I know this. I already inquired about it when I came here. If I want Master Mo to personally refine it once, the cost will be no less than 300,000 holy pills. Am I right?" Jian Wushuang

road.

"That's right, can you get three hundred thousand holy pills?" Fan Xin looked over.

"I don't have any ready-made holy pills here, but I still have treasures worth more than 300,000 holy pills." Jian Wushuang smiled, then turned his hand and took out the last piece of Blood Desolate Emperor Essence.

It was taken out.

This Blood Desolate Emperor Essence is the size of an adult and weighs tens of thousands of kilograms.

But Jian Wushuang held it easily in his hand and was still weighing it casually.

"Mr. Fanxin, I wonder if you know this crystal in my hand?" Jian Wushuang said with a smile.

"Is this... the Emperor's Essence of Blood Desolation?" Fan Xin, who was sitting casually on his seat, suddenly stood up. With a hint of horror in his eyes, he looked at the crystal in Jian Wu's hands.

Blood Emperor Essence, one of the most important materials for refining holy treasures.

And he is a weapon refiner. He has been dealing with various weapon refinement materials all year round. How could he not recognize it?

"Here, how much does such a large piece of Blood Desolate Emperor Essence weigh?" Fan Xin exclaimed.

"I have estimated before that this Blood Desolate Emperor Essence should weigh 12,000 kilograms. On the market, one pound of Blood Desolate Emperor Essence is worth a hundred holy pills, and it is still priceless. What I said

Right?" Jian Wushuang smiled.

Fan Xin couldn't help but puff her throat.

What Jian Wushuang said is of course true.

Blood Desolate Emperor Essence is very rare and very precious.

One pound of Blood Desolate Emperor Essence can be sold for one hundred holy elixirs, which is definitely more than enough. If you really need it, one pound of Blood Desolate Emperor Essence can be sold for two hundred holy elixirs.

And the 12,000 kilograms of Blood Desolate Emperor Essence...even if calculated as one hundred holy pills per kilogram, this is a full 1.2 million holy pills!

Under normal circumstances, an immortal saint with average strength and not good at accumulating wealth would have a total net worth of about five to six hundred thousand holy pills.

One million and two hundred thousand holy elixirs, many immortal saints have lost their fortunes and cannot afford them.

But now...

"Mr. Fanxin, I wonder if my piece of Blood Desolate Emperor Essence is worth 300,000 holy pills. Can I ask Master Mo to take action?" Jian Wushuang said with a smile.

"The price is enough, but I don't know if we can invite Master." Fan Xin's expression has become extremely serious, and his attitude towards Jian Wushuang has also obviously changed, "In this way, Mr. Jian Yi,

Please wait here for a moment, I will report this matter to Senior Brother Biyan now and ask him to come see you in person."

"Oh?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows.

Listening to Fan Xin's tone, Jian Wushuang knew that Bi Yan should be Lord Mo's only direct disciple.

If you want to really see Master Mo, you have to pass through this green flame.

"Then I'll wait here." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and put the Blood Desolate Emperor Essence into the Qiankun Ring.



ps: New Year is here, so there are four updates today!

Phew, tomorrow is New Year's Day, and the new year is coming. Brothers, I'm here to kill you. I wish you all a happy New Year's Day!

I wish all brothers and sisters to be healthy, happy and happy in the new year!!

At the same time, I also hope that everyone can continue to support Jianzun in the new year. I am very grateful!


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