V3.Chapter 50

He Yiming's eyes swept over those things. His heart has made up his mind. After returning, he must make up for this knowledge. Try to keep some rare things in the world in mind, otherwise in the next similar trade fair, you will also be blind, even if there are really good things in front of you, you will miss them for nothing.

However, it is also a huge project to keep all the rare things in the world in mind. Even a strong man like him will not succeed overnight.

Suddenly, he Yiming sensed a strong vision condensed on him.

In his heart, he Yiming looked up and just met Mu Jintian's eyes.

In this pair of eyes, there seems to be no hostility at all, but a taste of friendliness.

However, after seeing Mu Jitian's eyes, he Yiming's heart was full of cold. He killed a prince and a master of Tu fan country, but the other party was as if nothing had happened. Isn't this too chilling.

Mu Jin came to him before the sky and whispered, "brother he, I have a private matter I want to discuss with you. I wonder if I can move it for a talk."

He Yiming pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "OK."

They left the room side by side. Although everyone saw it, they didn't care.

The two of them also came to the shade of the tree. Mu Jintian said in a deep voice, "brother he, the misunderstanding between us this time is purely caused by Bu xingcong. It's an unforgivable sin to dare to cause harm to your wife."

He Yiming said with a smile: "brother mu, since Bu xingcong has been killed, then this matter is over, and we don't need to mention it anymore."

In fact, he Yiming still has a deep hatred in his heart, and he has no favor for Tu Fanguo, who cultivated Bu xingcong. But the problem is, even if he is ten times arrogant, he will not think that he alone can shake the whole vassal state.

So when he kills Bu xingcong, no matter whether he is willing or not, he can't provoke again.

Mu Jitian bowed deeply to him and said, "brother he, thank you very much."

He Yiming took a step back, returned a half salute, and said, "brother mu, you asked me out, not for this trivial matter."

Mu jintianlang smiled and said, "brother he, be quick, then I'll be frank." He put away the smile on his face and said, "brother he, Mu Mou has a direct grandson. What he practiced was the skill of three system symbiosis."

At this point, he stopped and looked at he Yiming with his eyes.

He Yiming wondered in his heart. What does this nonsense mean?

It seemed to see he Yiming's doubts. Mu Jintian wryly smiled and reminded, "Mu's grandson, who is 68 years old this year, has not yet set foot in congenital, but the three series of skills have reached the peak of ten levels."

At this point, a proud look appeared on his face, which seemed to be extremely proud of it.

He Yiming suddenly realized and blurted out, "do you want me to protect his Dharma and bless his meridians?"

Mu Jitian nodded solemnly, took out two fist sized boxes from his body and handed them over. At the same time, he said, "if brother he is willing to help him, then these two things will be regarded as reward. In addition, if brother he has any requirements, please put forward that Mu will definitely try his best."

He Yiming pondered and opened two square boxes. In one of the two boxes, there was a crystal clear stick with only the length of the middle finger.

When the box was opened, a strong ice force came out of the stick. Even the surrounding environment seems to have suddenly declined several degrees.

The other box contained a stone with four colors.

As soon as he Yiming's eyes fell on the stone, he immediately recognized it. It must be the same kind of object as the popular tricolor jade just now, but the jade in the box has more than one color.

He thought that just now when all the congenital masters saw the tricolor jade, they immediately exchanged their items with it without thinking, and immediately knew that this thing must be rare.

And it must be very important that the little white stick emitting cold can be tied with this thing. But the only regret for him is that he doesn't know what these two items are.

Mu Jitian's face had a trace of calm self-confidence. He took out these two items, which was also a blood cost.

Among the basic five elements, there are few congenitally strong people with three lines of cultivation, and even if there are such people, the attribute of three lines of cultivation is not consistent with their grandchildren.

If it weren't for this, he couldn't really put aside all his gratitude and resentment, take out such precious two items, and brazenly ask he Yiming for help.

Although Bu xingcong has a trace of blood relationship with him, it is already outside the five clothes, although the dead innate master also has a certain friendship with him. But after all, these two people are dead. How can they compare with the future of their immediate grandchildren.

At the beginning, there may not be much advantage in the three-line cultivation. But he knew that if this talent could be developed, then when his true Qi reached the peak of hundred scattered days and successfully broke through a line of days, he would have a huge advantage.

Of course, although his grandson is gifted, it's nothing compared with the person in front of him.

However, when he finished sighing, he saw that he Yiming's face was not surprised, but slightly frowned.

He was surprised. Could the value of these two things still not move he Yiming?

However, no matter how he guessed, he Yiming, who is a strong man in the first line of heaven, didn't think that he Yiming didn't have a heart attack, but didn't know the real value of these two items.

The reason why he hesitated was that he was observing these two things carefully and guessing their uses.

If Mu Jintian knew the reason, I'm afraid he would vomit blood on the spot