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Chapter 1252 The Poison of the Universe, the Sands of Time, and the Red Dust of Shaohua

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    Yuan Yu stood by the abyss of the blood river, facing the filthy blood water. His shadow was a foot away from the river bank. Suddenly there was a splash in the blood water, and a dark tail flapped under the water. This was a strange thing in the blood river.  The monsters have some strange magical powers. Fortunately, these monsters will not jump into the river of blood, so there is no need to pay attention to them for the time being.

    Catching monsters requires a lot of patience, but fortunately, the old Taoist priest Yuan Yu has been the head of his Maiden Sect for tens of millions of years just by being around Guixu.

    The most important thing is patience. Different from the concentration of other fishermen, Yuan Yulao put his hands in his sleeves and squatted towards the river bank, squinting his eyes listlessly, just like an old farmer basking in the sun by the river.

    All we have to do is take out a pipe of cigarette and smoke it!

    Maintaining concentration in Diao Zhen is a very draining thing. It is impossible to maintain this state of absolute concentration for a long time. Many Diao Zhen people feel that they cannot maintain such concentration, so they go back to the middle of Kun Zhi to rest for a while.  They didn't make any sound, just waiting quietly on the shore.

    Looking at the performance of Old Taoist Yuan Yu, their expressions were a little strange, and they exchanged several glances with each other. The fishermen were not optimistic about the future of this strange old Taoist priest.

    Everyone was waiting nearby, casually paying attention to the situation on Yuan Yulao Road, quite interested in watching the excitement.

    They also know that these two new faces should be newcomers from outside, most likely a Tao Lord and Golden Immortal. But in this Blood River Jedi, are there not many Dao Lords and Golden Immortals who have died?  In reality?  There are too many to count This place has its own rules, which cannot be violated by Taoist Lords and Golden Immortals

    Fan Wujie stood next to the river bank. For a Taoist like him, it was not difficult to stand upright. In fact, the monster was not a particularly dangerous monster. It was not even ranked among the blood river monsters.  species, because its predatory characteristics are too obvious. As long as you protect your shadow, or simply eliminate your shadow, it is not troublesome to avoid this danger.

    The real danger is the greed to lure the insects to attack. If you don't hunt this strange insect, there is no need to take this risk.

    It can be said that everyone who died here was not innocent.

    "Can the bugs sense the state of their prey?" Fan Wujie looked at the very relaxed look of Yuan Yu, knowing that he did not need to keep quiet, and even deliberately relaxed his spirit to lure the bugs to take the bait.

    "The worm and the angler are in a mysterious balance, and they regard each other as prey Hunting and being hunted are a pair of contradictory opponents, and the loser becomes the other's supreme reward Here  The monks who fish for bugs all understand this, so we respect this law." Dao Lord waiting on the shore said leisurely.

    "Almost every good fisherman is destined to die at the hands of fishermen."

    ¡°But we don¡¯t hate these humble insects, we even like them a little bit, because we understand these insects, observe them, hunt them, peel off their skins, and protect us to survive in this terrible Jedi.  As we all know, worms are tiny, weak animals, and they are extremely humble in this world."

    ¡°Just like us!¡±

    "It is precisely because we understand these little insects, and it is precisely because we fight with them every day, that we understand these insects. They are weak and humble, but they are powerful because they follow the rules. There are countless ferocious beasts hundreds of times more powerful than them.  They all became skeletons here, but this little bug survived tenaciously because of the survival wisdom of its tribe."

    ¡°Focus first!¡±

    "Every competition between a bug and a fisherman is a competition of concentration. It can detect your distraction and the smallest trance in you, and then launch an attack. Only those who are more focused than it can hunt and kill.  It. Without concentration, the insect cannot detect the moment when the angler loses consciousness. It is natural for it to kill us. This is the reward it deserves."

    "The second is patience Don't think that the worms don't need patience. A worm uses its short life to lurk and attack us. Many worms never find a chance to take action in their lives, so they die calmly and will not take action.  How patient it is for a humble life to wait at the cost of a lifetime.¡±

    "The third is sacrifice. They have been waiting for one reason all their livesreproduction. They use their concentration, patience, stalemate and accumulation in exchange for an opportunity to burn themselves and kill creatures that are thousands of times more powerful than themselves.  , let your offspring reproduce on the enemy's corpse, and then die after this!"

    "If a dragonfly is lucky enough, it will only shoot twice in its life. Once it will hit the enemy's shadow with its own poisonous sand, and the second time it will take it with it.What determines the value of something is not only the labor force condensed in it, but also the scarcity of the thing. Yes, you condense more labor force in the poisonous sand, but so what?  It is extremely rare and important to you, but it is not as important to me as a bug skin.  "

    "That is to say, the power to determine the value of things is in my hands!"

    "Why should I put in a lot of effort to get something that is not necessary for me? And I already know your thoughts. Yes, we have a chance to get the poison, but it requires the two of us to work together. This  At that time, I am in a scarce position of labor force, which means that my labor force is scarce to you and has greater value.¡±

    "The most terrifying thing is that I not only have scarcity value, but also have a monopoly position. You can't get the poisonous sand except me."

    "Seventy-three, I want 70%!" Yuan Yulao Daoshi opened his mouth and explained: "I have come to the conclusion after comprehensively considering the value of your labor force. If you don't counteroffer, the worst is to break up.  Everyone fishes for monsters."

    Fan Wujie thought for a moment and saw that Yuan Yu was very determined. Although it was very painful to be slaughtered, the time poisonous sand was indeed very important to him. No matter how heartbroken he had to agree, Fan Wujie made a request:  "The poison is not as valuable to you as it is to me, so I want all the poison."

    "Okay" Old Taoist Yuan Yu rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "But do you have to pay the price? Hehe"

    Fan Wujie was in a trance, as if he saw himself tied to the slaughtering table. A butcher with a wretched smile and a hateful face was sharpening his knife. The bright butcher knife was extremely sharp After negotiating the price, Fan Wujie was still in a trance.  He touched his sleeve and said foolishly: "It's a big loss! It's a big loss I've lost all my capital!"

    "I'm afraid it will take five million years of hard work to pay off the debt!"

    The two of them had been busy by the Blood River for a full twenty years, and their robes had begun to be worn away by the force of destruction. Fan Wujie was wearing a leather robe that could barely cover his body. There were patches one after another on it.  They are all sewn together with leftover materials of wild skin, but Yuan Yulaodao's side is wearing a full-body wide robe, all sewn from a whole piece of wild skin, neat and beautiful, and giving the impression of wealth and splendor.

    Anyway, when the fisherman who was resting next to him saw it, they all had expressions on their faces that were dazzled by wealth.

    "Ban Wujie looked like a beggar, wearing a short leather jacket that could not cover his body, and a broken robe that leaked from everywhere.  He looks like a young and promising beggar in his prime.

    With tears in his eyes, he stared at the dozens of crystal-clear gravels on his right hand. This was the poisonous sand of time that had been refined with the True Water of Eternal Light. Dozens of them together could turn into an innate sand mother.  The Sands of Time.

    "If the mother sand is separated and turned into countless invisible poisonous sands, and mixed into the true water of Zhouguang, the sand will take advantage of the water's power, and the water will rise and have the power to destroy everything.  This magical power was named Shaohua Hongchensha by Fan Wujie.

    Taking Shaohua is not left for a teenager, the meaning of three thousand red dust dyed Huafa.

    The world of mortals is stained with turbidity, and time is not left behind

    ¡°You¡¯re so girly and formal!¡± Yuan Yu commented disdainfully.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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