"This...is this water dragon scale?"

Half a day later, Xiao Luting looked at the two huge blue scales in front of her and was stunned.

There is a treasured spiritual weapon in the Water Spirit Sect, called Dragon Scale Armor, which is made of this Water Dragon Scale.

This spiritual weapon is still worn on the body of the sect leader Fang He.

Unexpectedly, Chen Mu could get this water dragon scale!

"Chen Mu, this water dragon scale is indestructible and can also block spiritual attacks...the value is still above your cloud footsteps."

Xiao Luting's tone was complicated and she felt a little sour in her heart.

She has been in Shuiling Sect for so long, but she has never seen Senior Long give anyone anything.

Chen Mu only came for a month and then harvested the extremely precious water dragon scales.

Is this the gap between people?

"Haha, I was just bored and built a dragon palace for Senior Long, but Senior Long gave me this thing."

Chen Mu said casually, but he felt quite moved.

This may be the benefit of treating others with sincerity.

Sometimes, without asking for a return, you will get the greatest reward.

"Oh, let me leave this water dragon scale to refine it to my Water Spirit Sect. If you don't accept your spirit stones, you won't be able to find others and refine this treasure."

Xiao Luting took the water dragon scale and said with some resentment.

Before, she learned that Chen Mu went underwater to build a dragon palace for Senior Long every day, and she had only one thought in her mind.

It's so full!

Now it seems that the clown is actually herself.

"Okay, that's a good job.

By the way, how is the war going on during this period?”

Chen Mu asked.

"It's very anxious, but our Yan State sects have completely gained a foothold in the Wolong Mountains.

Now three-quarters of the land of the earth veins and dragon energy are under the control of our Yan Kingdom’s Immortal Cultivation World.”

Xiao Luting replied truthfully.

Chen Mu thought for a moment after hearing this and decided to say, "Elder Xiao, the Shenfu Sect has been planning to sell a batch of spiritual talismans through Wantonglou. Please help me notify each sect on their behalf.

Just say that in three days, a large-scale auction will be held in Wantonglou.

Not only are there talismans, but there are also a large number of other precious resources.”

Xiao Luting immediately became energetic when she heard this and asked quickly: "A batch of talismans? How many are there?"

"Twenty thousand."

Chen Mu calmly said a number.

Xiao Luting's eyes lit up when she heard this.

Good guy!

Twenty thousand spiritual talismans!

Even if twenty spiritual talismans can kill a cultivator in Zhao State, twenty thousand spiritual talismans are enough to kill a thousand people.

It is no exaggeration to say that the acquisition of these 20,000 spiritual talismans by various sects of Yan State can even change the situation on the entire battlefield!

"Okay! I'll inform each sect now!"

Xiao Luting stood up and said, then turned around and left quickly.

...

Three days later, Wantonglou held an unprecedented auction.

Twenty thousand foundation-building talismans sold at a high price of 500,000 spirit stones.

This price is two or five times the price of the normal foundation-building talisman.

In addition, Chen Mu also auctioned a large number of precious resources.

The original value of these resources was about 300,000 medium-grade spirit stones, but the final auction price was close to 900,000 medium-grade spirit stones, nearly tripled!

...

From this day on, this scene often happened on the battlefields of Yan and Zhao countries.

After the monks of Yan State were at a disadvantage, they threw out seven or eight spiritual talismans and turned defeat into victory.

...

As time passed day by day, Chen Mu sold 10,000 spiritual talismans every half month.

A month passed in a blink of an eye.

He earned one million medium-grade spirit stones just by selling spirit talismans.

These spirit stones are directly his, and there is no need to reward him with him through Qingyang Sect.

After so many talismans were put into the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield between Yan and Zhao countries also underwent tremendous changes.

The various sects of Zhao State began to retreat step by step, and there was a vague tendency to be completely expelled from the land of the earth's veins and dragon energy.

Although Chen Mu did not participate in the war directly, he was like an invisible hand, vaguely controlling the situation on the battlefield between Yan and Zhao countries.

...

This day.

The monks from Yan and Zhao started a war in the Wolong Mountains again.

And today's battle seems particularly fierce.

In a deep mountain in the middle of the Wolong Mountains, the redesigned Feng Mo and Zhou Jinglei have just joined forces to kill a foundation-building Great Perfection monk.

Although Chen Mu has not participated in the war in the past two months, they have been fighting and have become more and more tacit in cooperation with each other.

In addition, Chen Mu gave them a lot of talismans, so the two of them did not encounter any major dangers.

Not only that, the two have also accumulated a lot of merits, and now the merits have reached 1,000.

Although it is far behind Chen Mu, it is still above the six heroes of Yan State.

"Brother Zhou, the last foundation-building Great Perfection is my merit, and this is yours."

Feng Mo found the identity token on the body and took the initiative to hand it over to Zhou Jinglei.

Zhou Jinglei didn't be polite to him, and then took the token after a smile.

However, just as he took the token into his hand, Zhou Jinglei vaguely discovered Feng Mo's strangeness.

For some reason, Feng Mo's eyes turned red at this time, as if they were red-eyed.

After more than two months of getting along, the two of them were already very familiar with each other. Zhou Jinglei didn't think too much and joked: "Brother Feng, he is just a great perfect foundation. He is not so jealous, right?"

"Haha, what a joke, I'll be jealous if I have only twenty points of merit?

Brother Zhou, you underestimate me too much."

Feng Mo said disdainfully.

Zhou Jinglei did not argue, and took out a mirror from the storage ring and sent it to Feng Mo.

Feng Mo was stunned in his eyes in the mirror.

I don't know if I don't look at it, I'm shocked when I see it.

The self in the mirror did have red eyes, and even his face seemed to be a bit morbid and rosy.

It doesn't look normal.

"Are you sick? Or are you evil spirits entering your body?"

Zhou Jinglei subconsciously reached out and touched Feng Mo's forehead.

No hot...

However, at this moment, the blood-colored jade pendant on his chest suddenly lit up.

A wisp of Yinsha evil power flowed into his body along Feng Mo's forehead.

However, in an instant, the red light in Feng Mo's eyes disappeared and he returned to normal.

"Damn it! What kind of ability are you?"

Feng Mo exclaimed as he looked at the rapid changes in the mirror.

Zhou Jinglei said nothing when he heard this.

After absorbing the evil energy in Feng Mo's body, the blood-colored jade pendant on his chest not only did not recover as usual, but instead became more and more red!
To be continued...