Thirty Iron Dragon Cannons!
There didn't seem to be any similar weapons in the Dragon's Continent. With their materials, Mondulu would definitely find them interesting.
Thinking of this, Ning Qi bought two of them.
His dragon slayer coins shrank from 64900 to 62900.
When Ning Qi took out the walkie-talkie, Mondulu was stunned at first, then he asked doubtfully, "What are these two brick-like things?"
Ning Qi smiled and said, "This is a gadget I made. It's called Thousand Mile Voice Transmission."
"Thousand Mile Voice Transmission?"
Hearing this name, Mondulu had some idea. His eyes immediately lit up, and he took the walkie-talkie and fiddled with it like a hungry wolf.
Ning Qi turned on the walkie-talkie and let him fly dozens of miles away.
"Hello, Senior Mondulu, can you hear me?"
Holding the walkie-talkie, Mondulu could hear Ning Qi's voice clearly. He could not help but be shocked and said, "Yes, I can hear you!"
Then he tried to use his qi to test it, but he couldn't figure out the principle.
He immediately flew back to Ning Qi and said, "One Iron Dragon Cannon!"
His tone was very firm.
"Okay!"
What made him overjoyed was that Ning Qi did not bargain with him this time and decisively made a deal. This slightly improved his impression of Ning Qi.
After the deal was done, he looked at Ning Qi suspiciously and said, "Do you have other gadgets like this? Take them all out at once. "
"Senior, please take a look. This is called 'Slap'. Look at the image on it. You can record it. I will record it for you..."
"One Iron Dragon Cannon!"
"Deal!"
"Senior, please take a look. This is called a pistol. It's a gadget I made casually. Ordinary people can use it and it can threaten a fighting master."
"One Iron Dragon Cannon."
"Deal!"
The old and the young whispered on the mountain peak for a long time. Finally, Ning Qi spread his hands and said, "Senior, I have traded all my things for you. I really have nothing else."
Mondulu exclaimed excitedly, "What? Don't lie to me! Take out the good stuff quickly. I have plenty of Iron Dragon Cannons! "
"I really have nothing else."
Ning Qi sighed.
He had already exchanged 30 Iron Dragon Cannons and spent a total of 15,000 Dragon Slayer Coins. It would not be worthwhile to exchange any more. He had to save some Dragon Slayer Coins. They would be useful in an emergency, so he could not exchange them all. Moreover, he had been thinking about the World's Edge Bright Moon Saber. How could he not use it sparingly?
Now, Ning Qi was only left with 49,900 Dragon Slayer Coins. He had asked if he could exchange for the Silver Dragon Cannon, but was decisively rejected. There was no need to waste Dragon Slayer Coins to exchange for the Iron Dragon Cannon.
"Alright then, kid. Leave your contact information so that we can discuss the details of refining with each other in the future." Mondulu really regarded Ning Qi as a magical refiner.
"How about this, if Senior is looking for me, go to the Qin Tang Empire's Dragon Slaying Marquis Manor."
Ning Qi laughed.
"Alright, I'll go first!"
After saying that, Mondulu hurriedly flew away. While flying, he grinned and murmured to himself, "Heh heh heh, I didn't expect to encounter such a miraculous fighting tool on this trip. As long as I can figure out its refining method, not to mention 30 Iron Dragon Cannons, I can even earn back 30 Silver Dragon Cannons. Those old guys will definitely be shocked when they see them! Hahahaha … "
No one was a fool. Ning Qi had his own plans, but Mondulu also had his own plans. In Ning Qi's eyes, he had made a great profit from this transaction. But in Mondulu's eyes, he was the true winner!
Ning Qi refined all 30 Iron Dragon Cannons at once.
"If I encounter any enemies in the future, I'll be the first to set up a cannon array. If they come in, I'll blow them up. Isn't that great?"
Ning Qi happily thought as he flew in the direction of the Blue Cloud Sect.
… …..
"According to a tip-off, I've seen traces of that fellow in the Han River region."
"According to a tip-off, someone saw him appear in the southeast!"
At this time, Bloodless Sword and his five subordinates were standing in a secret hall of the Blood Slaughter Sect. They were listening to the news that came in one after another.
The Blood Slaughter Sect had a secret hall in every city in every empire. They were spread out over a wide area. There were at most seven or eight people in a secret hall, and at least one or two people. But, these people were all elites in obtaining information. Every time they received a piece of news, they would report it to the Blood Slaughter Sect.
In addition, the people of the secret hall were also assassins. If they could solve a problem, then the Blood Slaughter Sect wouldn't send anyone else.
"Elder Sword, one last piece of news. Someone saw that there was a change in the White Mountain Sect. The White Mountain Sect seems to have suffered a flood. The entire sect is in ruins, and the ground is covered in yellow mud. The people in the sect have disappeared, and all the slaves in the mines have been transferred to the Blue Cloud Sect … but, the White Mountain Sect is several hundred miles away from the Han River, and it didn't rain that day, so how could it have suffered a flood? This subordinate does not understand this matter. Elder Sword, please make a decision. "
The Hall Leader of the Dark Hall, a one star Dou Ling, respectfully knelt in front of Bloodless Sword and spoke in a low voice. He was very excited. There were only a few Hall Leaders of the Dark Hall who were able to see a legendary character of the Blood Slaughter Sect.
"White Mountain Sect? Elder Bu, you should make a trip there. "
Bloodless Sword frowned and spoke to a six star Dou Huang.
That Dou Huang nodded. After leaving the Dark Hall, he hurried to the White Mountain Sect.
Bu Tieyi landed in the ruins of the White Mountain Sect. After observing for a while, he muttered to himself in shock, "This water actually fell from the sky. What exactly happened here?"
Thinking of this, he flew toward the Blue Cloud Sect, preparing to ask what had happened. Those slaves had left the White Mountain Sect and should know of this matter.
… …
Yang Zhiwen and Yang Jingjing stood at the entrance of the sect that had been repaired. Their faces revealed a trace of joy. Currently, Yang Zhiwen had already become the Sect Leader of the Blue Cloud Sect. Yang Jingjing had been promoted to an Elder. He Xiaoshi had also been bestowed the position of an Elder and was in charge of that group of miners.
This caused those miners to be extremely happy. This meant that the Blue Cloud Sect truly treated them as people. They were not like the White Mountain Sect that oppressed them and treated them like pigs and dogs. They worked even harder. Otherwise, they would not have been able to repair the Blue Cloud Sect so quickly. At this moment, the Blue Cloud Sect had a very prosperous scene.
"All of this is thanks to Brother Ning. I hope that the seniors and juniors from before will be able to hear this news and return to the Blue Cloud Sect."
Yang Zhiwen sighed emotionally.
A trace of disapproval flashed across Yang Jingjing's face, "Those fellows. Once Master died, they snatched the things and fled in all directions. Why did they return!"
"Sister, you cannot think like this. Seniors and juniors are ultimately seniors and juniors."
Yang Zhiwen consoled.
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