Chapter 1818 50% Off (2)

"Indeed, the current Zhao Wude is no longer the Wude mage he used to be." Liu Lang sighed and said helplessly.

Once upon a time, he casually took out a few amethyst coins, and fooled Zhao Wude into making him a kitchen knife with holy patterns. At that time, Zhao Wude was so innocent and harmless, but when they met again, Zhao Wude transformed into a The great power of the Tianji clan. With a wave of his hand, his life was almost killed. If Miaomiao hadn't made a timely move, none of him, handsome Bai, and Boss Bai would have survived.

"Hey, let me tell you, have you finished watching?" Sikong Yue asked impatiently, seeing that Liu Lang was holding the long knife in a daze, his patience was exhausted, and he stood not far away.

"It's over, it's over." Liu Lang came to his senses in an instant, shook his hand, and threw the long knife to the ground.

Although he was not sure whether Zhao Wude had the ability to imitate the immortal artifacts in the Three Realms, and whether Zhao Wude would cooperate, Liu Lang still decided to give it a try.

But there is time to try, how to appease Sikong Yue is the key.

At this time, the test was speaking skills, Liu Lang coughed, and said lightly: "Lord Sikong, if I'm not wrong, what you want to imitate is actually something from outside the territory!"

"How do you know?" Sikong Yue was taken aback, unable to believe it.

The real product in the house was lost thousands of years ago. At Liu Lang's age, it is impossible to see it. Just based on her refinement just now, Liu Lang guessed the origin of the real product, which is too incredible up.

"Of course I have to know. If I can't even see this point, how can I find that there is something wrong with the refined imitation?" Liu Lang pretended to be profound and smiled. If Sikong Yue hadn't seen through his cultivation, Sikong Yue Zhen would think that Liu Lang was a celestial master or a celestial master.

"Then tell me, what's wrong with the imitations I made, and why, you can tell at a glance that they are imitations?" Sikong Yue asked, calming down.

"Because your imitation only has its shape, not its spirit. Let's put it this way, if someone who has never used an immortal artifact from the outside world may not be able to tell the difference between the real one and the imitation, but who has seen it used People who have experienced immortal artifacts from outside the territory can feel the difference between the two when they look at them and touch them, and it is difficult for two immortal artifacts condensed under different rules to match completely."

Although it is a bit shameless to say Yi Xingchen's opinion as his own opinion, but in this situation, he can only do this. He can't say that there is still a holy master living in his sea of ​​consciousness, right?

Sikong Yue is a real high-level alchemy master, and is proficient in foreign art alchemy techniques. Naturally, his understanding of the rules of heaven and earth is not weak. With a little touch from Liu Lang, Sikong Yue understood the key to the problem.

"That's right, the rules of the Three Realms and the rules of the extraterritorial exist in essence. Even if I imitate the alchemy techniques unique to the extraterritorial, I can't imitate the real core!" Sikong Yue muttered to herself.

Thinking about the person she was going to deceive with imitation products, Sikong Yue's heart was ashamed. That old ancestor had always regarded the objects from outside the territory that were placed in the house as treasures, and it can be said that he was too familiar with them. And she naively wanted to use such a non-core imitation to get away with it, isn't she courting death?

"So, unless it is refined outside the territory, it is impossible to imitate the real one, then you still say, you can help me, how can you help me, can you send me outside the territory?" Thinking of this, Sikong Yue's face Suddenly it became extremely gloomy.

"Send Sir Sikong to the outside world,

Obviously it's impossible..." Liu Lang smiled awkwardly.

Just like when a mortal thinks of the heaven, there are only two ways, one can either cultivate to the fairyland and ascend by oneself, or the gods will bring you up, there are only two ways to go outside the realm, one can either cultivate to the holy realm and ascend by oneself, or The power that can suppress the power of the world will take you out.

Liu Lang is neither the power of the Holy Lord, nor can he make Sikong Yue become the power of the Holy Lord, so it is impossible to refine it outside the territory.

"So, you've been lying to me before!" Sikong Yue's eyebrows immediately stood up, and her two palms were about to move.

Liu Lang subconsciously covered his face first, and quickly explained patiently: "Lord Sikong, you misunderstood. I said that under the circumstances of different boundary forces, it is difficult to imitate the real one. Pay attention, it is difficult, not impossible. As long as I make a move, all problems can be easily solved!"

"Oh?" Hearing what Liu Lang said, Sikong Yue's expression softened a little, "Then you solve the problem for me now."

"This...Master Sikong, do you have to give me some time to prepare, and tell you when I come up with a fully mature plan, or if something goes wrong, you have to kill me." Liu Lang and Sikong Yue discussed.

"Preparation time? Okay, how long do you want the preparation time? I can't wait forever!" Sikong Yue felt that Liu Lang was probably delaying the time, but Liu Lang spoke eloquently about imitations. Thinking about going, Sikong Yue still felt that Liu Lang had to be given a chance.

However, there must be a time limit for this opportunity, because she doesn't have much time left.

"Ten days?" Liu Lang asked tentatively.

"Five days!" Sikong Yue frowned, and directly offered a 50% discount.

"Eight days?" Liu Lang refused to give up and bargained with Sikong Yue.

"Four days!" Sikong Yue continued to offer 50% off.

"Huh?" Liu Lang realized that something was wrong, but subconsciously said another deadline, "Six days!"

"Three days!" Sikong Yue still got 50% off this time.

"Damn it!" Liu Lang finally recalled, is this a bargain? Sikong Yue didn't play cards according to the routine at all, and if the discussion continued, it would probably change for a day.

"Three days, three days!" Liu Lang quickly agreed.

"One day!" But Sikong Yue also formed a habit, thinking that Liu Lang was still bargaining with her, and continued to press down.

"Three days, I have already agreed for three days." Liu Lang wanted to cry but had no tears.

A person who is so good at mathematics was actually taken into the ditch by Sikong Yue in the end. If he had seized the opportunity first, he would have had at least five days, but now he might not be able to keep it for three days.

Fortunately, Sikong Yue didn't argue with Liu Lang, nodded and said, "Okay, just three days!"

Afterwards, Sikong Yue asked Liu Lang, "Where are you preparing?

Liu Lang glanced around and said, "That's it! Sir Sikong, go get busy and leave me alone. Come over in three days, and I'll tell you how to make a fake that looks like the real one."

Anyway, it has already been blown out, and Liu Lang doesn't mind continuing to blow it up.

"Okay, I'll come to you again in three days." Sikong Yue was not a procrastination person either, she turned around and walked through the bushes, and returned to the room where the items were placed.

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