Chapter 186 Rich Harvest

He soon realized his own gaffe, and immediately smiled at Leng Bingqing, praising her:

"Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being my disciple of Xuantian Sect, and the disciple of Junior Sister Gan. It is rare that you can escape from this secret realm of Nanlu and get so many spiritual medicines."

The face of the old beggar Wu on the side was so ugly that he couldn't believe that he would lose anyway. Moreover, this woman could actually take out so many spiritual medicines, which might be related to Xie Nantian's death, so he looked at Leng Bingqing with unkindness.

"Where did you get so many spiritual medicines?"

"Brother Wu, what are you doing? With your status, do you still want to embarrass a junior?"

After seeing the fierce look of the old beggar Wu, Tong Dachuan immediately snorted coldly and stood in front of Leng Bingqing almost instantly. As the leader of the Xuantian Sect, if he couldn't even protect his disciple who had just made great contributions, then he would have no use.

After being told this by Tong Dachuan, Old Beggar Wu also felt that it was not appropriate for him to speak to a disciple in such a tone with his status. People would think that he was narrow-minded, so he looked away and shouted to the Huangfeng Valley disciples who were in the back:

"No need to line up, bring all the spiritual medicines up."

The disciples took out the spiritual medicines and put them in front, and soon they formed a small pile.

It must be said that these disciples had quite a lot of spiritual medicines, more than 140 plants.

But compared with Leng Bingqing's harvest, it was nothing.

Tong Dachuan laughed and looked at the four masters.

"Fellow Daoists, the winner has been decided, you see..."

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Tong, this is a lower-grade Xuan-level Gan Tian Ge, take it." Shen Yunxia's stakes were the lowest, so she didn't feel that bad, and directly threw a magical weapon that she couldn't use to Tong Dachuan.

"Fairy Yunxia is really a generous and trustworthy person. Thank you." Looking at the sharp khaki-colored long spear in his hand, Tong Dachuan secretly cried out in his heart that it was a pity that this earth-attributed material was not used as a defensive magic weapon, but was made into a long spear. It was really a waste.

However, this was also a genuine Xuan-level magic weapon. Tong Dachuan didn't say much. After putting away the long spear, he looked at the old beggar Wu with a smile.

"Humph! I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. This evening primrose is yours."

The wrinkles on the face of the old beggar Wu seemed to be getting more and more. He snorted coldly, threw out the spiritual grass, and then threw out a straw mat, which instantly grew larger, rolled up the disciples of Huangfeng Valley, and shot towards the distance, as if he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Caressing this extremely rare spiritual grass lovingly, Tong Dachuan's fat face turned to Zhao Daoren and Ling Xuehong again, with a bright smile on his face.

"Daoyou Zhao, Fairy Xuehong..."

Daoist Zhao looked like a vegetable wilted by frost, without a trace of spirit. He looked at Tong Dachuan's fat face and forced a bitter smile.

"Daoyou Tong, look at this iron essence... well, can it be replaced with other items? You also know that this iron essence is extracted from cold iron ore, and cold iron ore is extremely difficult to find. High-quality cold iron is even more expensive. I have to spend time to slowly extract it from ordinary iron ore. It takes a full five years to get such a piece. Look..."

Tong Dachuan listened to the other party's complaints with sympathy, nodded in agreement from time to time, and then sighed.

"This iron essence is indeed hard to come by, but I am reluctant to let go of this treasure that can improve the quality of magic tools. I, Tong, love to refine tools the most in my life. How about this, as long as you can bring out a magic tool of the Xuan level or a bottle of the second level of the advanced cultivation elixir, you can keep this piece of iron essence. Ah, the corpse or blood of a demon beast in the late Tongming period will also be fine."

"You...you..."

When Zhao Daoren heard this, his nose was almost crooked with anger. The value of these two things is even higher than that of iron essence. How can he find them? He pointed at Tong Dachuan with trembling fingers and was speechless for a while.

Tong Dachuan smiled and felt very happy.

Just when he was feeling proud, he suddenly heard the voice of Zhan Nianchuan, which made him stunned.

"Master, tell him to give me this piece of iron concentrate. I have high-quality cold iron concentrate here. As long as he refines five pieces of iron concentrate for me, I can give him one piece. In addition, if he has refined iron concentrate, I can exchange it with him."

"Where did this kid get the high-quality cold iron concentrate? This thing is extremely rare. Several concentrates are firmly controlled by those top forces. It is difficult for even one piece to flow out. He actually has enough concentrate to refine five pieces?"

Although he was in doubt, Tong Dachuan decided to listen to Zhan Nianchuan's words. His lips moved slightly and transmitted the message to Taoist Zhao.

After hearing this, Taoist Zhao was stunned. It took him a long time to recover from this shocking news.

He handed the iron essence to Tong Dachuan without hesitation, and said with a laugh:

"Tong Daoyou, it's a deal. I'll prepare a bed for you in the sect, and I'll go now."

After that, he slapped the spirit beast bag, and with a loud "whoosh", a huge lightning eagle with electric light all over its body flapped its wings and flew out, stirring up gusts of wind, blowing the disciples all over the place.

Taoist Zhao rolled up his sleeves, and took ten disciples to stand on the huge body of the lightning eagle and quickly left.

Watching the huge body of the lightning eagle disappear, Tong Dachuan smiled and took the iron essence into his arms, looking at the last Ling Xuehong.

"Humph, what are you looking at? Can I, Ling Xuehong, break my promise and get fat? Go on!"

Ling Xuehong's heart was bleeding. She was reluctant to give up the hard-earned Fire Dragon's life essence blood, but she couldn't break her promise in front of so many disciples. She could only throw the vial away angrily, then sacrifice the Xuehong Ling magic weapon, and leave with the remaining eight disciples without looking back.

At this time, the empty space by the stream, which was originally full of people, now only had more than ten people from Xuantian Sect.

......

Looking at the transparent vial that was as dazzling as a blood diamond in the sun, Tong Dachuan was amazed and put it in his arms.

After throwing out a Wanli Talisman, Tong Dachuan turned around and looked at the tired disciples, and distributed two yellow-grade top-grade pills to each disciple, which could be used to restore mana and heal injuries respectively.

"Thank you, Master Tong!"

The disciples showed gratitude on their faces and took the pills one after another.

Tong Dachuan nodded, waved his hand and threw out the flying boat, urged the spell to quickly expand, waved his sleeves to bring several seriously injured disciples onto the flying boat, and then Zhan Nianchuan and other disciples also jumped onto the flying boat.

As Tong Dachuan activated the formations all over the spirit boat, the spirit boat glowed brightly, and with a slight shake, it shot towards the direction of Xuantian Sect.