Yan Mo said this and started taking off his mask.

The Old Mandrill's head moved, as if frightened, "What's that? I thought it was your mouth."

No wonder The Old Mandrill has been calling him a strange human puppy, and one of the reasons is the masks that protrude out in front of him. Yan Mo laughed and handed the mask to The Old Mandrill. "This is a mask. The fog you released is too strong. I made this mask to protect against poison."

The Old Mandrill lifted the mask with his paws, looked curiously over and over, and sniffed it. "Hmm!"

The Old Mandrill couldn't accept the slightly bitter fragrance at first, but it seemed to be attracted by the compound in the fragrance that he had never been smelled before, and then came up and smelled it again, so it didn't escape.

"It smells strange. It smells good." The Old Mandrill likes to laugh and laugh like an old guy full of life. "Strange human puppy, it looks like you are really a priest. You can make a drug that resists fog. Well, you can see about me."

The Old Mandrill stuffed the mask under his stomach.

Yan Mo laughed. Forget it. It's not a miracle for all doctors to have the chance to see the legendary Mandrill.

The teenager knelt down beside The Old Mandrill, grabbed one of his paws, and tried to find its vein.

Yuan Zhan saw his Priest and the Old Mandrill talking in harmony. He squatted aside to pick up the stones. Just now, he felt that the stones looked very friendly. There was a flow of energy in the cave that made him feel comfortable. When he picked up a stone, it became more obvious.

The Old Mandrill glanced at him and said nothing.

"You made the fog and the white shadows in this forest, and they are also your abilities?" Yan Mo thought that the Mandrill's abilities were so powerful that The Mandrill elder just didn't show it.

"I can't make fog, I can only collect and use them. White shadows are my strength, and we the Mandrills depend on this ability to live a little longer.”

How long is this slightly longer? Yan Mo didn't find it terrible that The Mandrill absorbs the vitality of other creatures to prolong his life. The Maple Clan of the Longevity Clan nurtures seedlings directly using the lives of the living people. Duo Fei's ability also depends on absorbing the vitality of surrounding organisms to produce therapeutic effects.

Even he and Yuan Zhan are killing to prolong their lives as long as they need to eat.

"So can you let the fog out of the woods?"

"I can let them go around for a while. Puppy, do you want to go through the woods? What on earth attracts you across the forest? I've been there and I can see many small lakes when I cross the mountains. There's plenty of food, but there are many of the fish in the lakes eat meat and if you fall into the lake only the bones will remain."

"Uh? That kind of carnivorous fish is plentiful here?”

"A lot!" The Old Mandrill added, "There used to be people who wanted to migrate there, but all they left was bones that sank in the water. Even that Octopus girl dare not swim there at will."

Yan Mo was. .h.i.t hard. Is it too much to take for granted the idea of building another tribe? At least with their current manpower and abilities, it is still a bit difficult to occupy the half basin. It seems that they really have to think about going back to the Jiu Yuan.

Although Yuan Zhan was looking at the stones, he had been paying attention to Yan Mo. When he saw that he was a little depressed, he immediately asked him, "What's the matter?"

Yan Mo told the Old Mandrill what he had told him.

Yuan Zhan came over and patted him. "It's everyone's decision, not you alone. Now you know the danger. If you really don't know how to break in like this, I believe you can always survive."

The Old Mandrill stared at Yan Mo's arm. He probably thought it was interesting to be held by a human pup and poked Yan Mo's arm with the tip of his claw.

"Don't move." Yan Mo was helpless to see his arm poked out with a small blood hole even with a slight poke.

Yuan Zhan endured his anger. He couldn't beat the Old Mandrill, but the priest whoever hurt him had to pay the price.

Yuan Zhan grabbed a few slightly larger stones from the ground and stuffed them into Yan Mo's pocket.

Yan Mo saw a little glittering on the stones and took them as compesation for damages and put them into his pocket without hesitation.

The Old Mandrill watched the two men's actions and suddenly slapped Yuan Zhan in the face.

Yuan Zhan reached out to block the palm of the Old Mandrill and used the soil to root himself under, but his body still shook.

"Hey, that human warrior, you want yuan-crystal?" The Old Mandrill suddenly opened his mouth to Yuan Zhan.

Yan Mo was surprised.

Yuan Zhan was also shocked. Originally, this one-legged monster also knew yuan-crystal, but think about it, yuan-crystal originally grew in the ground, but now it is scattered in the cave, which is obviously excavated by someone and put it here.

"Yes, these are earth-based crystals. I need them." Yuan Zhan did not deny it.

The Old Mandrill seems to understand Yuan Zhan, just like Jiu Feng. For this reason, he was satisfied with his honesty. "This is what I dug across the river before, but now they are of little use to me."

There are many more for his sons, and if he and his son need it, they can also dig across the river. At first, he dug up all the high-order crystals. Well, he doesn't know if there are any new high-level crystals in there after such a long time.

Yan Mo quotes the Old Mandrill.

When they heard the river opposite, they thought of the Huang Jing Tribe. Did these crystals come from there?

"Well, puppy, aren't you going to help me look at my body? If you can make me feel better, I'll give you some crystals.”

"I want something higher." Yan Mo found it more useful to go straight to the point with the Old Mandrill.

The Old Mandrill laughed strangely again and said proudly, "I don't have any crystals below 6th rank here."

Look, how straight to business works? Yan Mo's white teeth are all exposed with laughter. He can take any crystal, but the high-ranking earth-attribute crystal is what Yuan Zhan needs. This dense forest exploration is really not useless!

"Come on, let's take a closer look. Where are you uncomfortable?" In fact, without pay, he will also take a closer look, but since there is pay, he naturally wants to let the other party feel the change.

He likes this kind of frank deal better than the ex post grat.i.tude, there is no cheating, no emotional burden.

"Everywhere is uncomfortable. I am old, not injured, not sick, but old." The Old Mandrill knows his health well and is open-minded about it.

Yan Mo looked at the Old Mandrill's eyes, ears, and lets him open his mouth to look at his tongue coating and teeth. "What level of human blood warrior are you capable of?"

"9th rank, not only the blood warrior, all the abilities of intelligent creatures can be cla.s.sified according to this level or rank." The Old Mandrill deliberately grinded Yan Mo's hand with his teeth while closing his mouth.

Perhaps he feels that he understands the purpose of the two people here, and finding that what they want is not something that is special to him. The Old Mandrill was relaxed at this time and has a more casual att.i.tude towards Yan Mo.

Yan Mo scratched his chin with his other hand. The Old Mandrill was comfortable shouting and his mouth was loose.

"Who cla.s.sified it?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's G.o.d." The Old Mandrill was so comfortable that Yan Mo touched his back. "It is said that intelligent creatures that can surpa.s.s 10th rank can live for a long time."

"Are there few 10th rank blood warriors?"

"Very few, always very few."

"Is there a 10th rank blood warrior in the human race?"

"Maybe, but I haven't heard of it."

Yan Mo stroked the back of the Old Mandrill and looked at his bones and muscles, wondering: Is Yu-Wu the legendary 10th rank? Even higher? The perverted fish seems to have lived for a long time, and the old Shaman of the Maple Clan.

So it can be inferred that Tian-Wu should only have about 8th rank. The Mandrill elder should have the same level as Tian-Wu. Yuan Zhan is 7th rank and Jiu Feng may hover around 6th rank, but Kunpengs are racially fierce, even 6th rank can still fight 8th rank.

"Have you ever heard of the Bone Sculpting People?" Yan Mo looked at the Old Mandrill and answered cheerfully, with no heart, and his tone changed naturally, becoming more intimate and respectful.

As for the Old Mandrill's initial attack on them with poisonous fog and white shadows, who would be polite to the burglars who broke into their house? The Old Mandrill didn't want to kill him. He certainly didn't hate him.

Yuan Zhan listened to Yan Mo and speculated that there might be a deal between his priest and the Old Mandrill. Under Yan Mo's hint, he simply went around to look at the crystals and wanted to pick out the highest-ranking ones first.

The Old Mandrill doesn't care about Yuan Zhan, "The Bone Sculpting People? I seem to have heard someone talk about them, well, I can't remember. I don't live as long as the Longevity Clan and I don't leave the forest very much. There are many things outside that I don't know as well as the Longevity Clan.

Yan Mo was eager to send it to the laboratory for a thorough examination, and then to measure its bone age. He began to examine the three limbs of the Old Mandrill, respectively.

Finally, Yan Mo arrived at the diagnosis. The Old Mandrill was right. It was not ill, it was just old.

"I really don't have a very good solution to your situation." Yan Mo was honest.

The Old Mandrill wasn't surprised at all. "You feel very comfortable, puppy. Stay with me for a while. I'll give you ten yuan crystals. I can let you choose for yourself."

Yan Mo is very enthusiastic. If he can choose by himself, he and Yuan Zhan can find the highest level of crystals. He can't see the level of energy contained in the crystals for the time being. But Yuan Zhan, as a soil-control warrior, should be able to roughly distinguish the amount of energy contained in the earth nature crystals.

But he has no time!

He is so anxious to find Yuan-crystal in order to want to go back. What can he exchange for yuan-crystal?

Yan Mo touched his pocket, considered the pros and cons of it again and again, and finally decided, "You know the Longevity Clan, so you should have heard of the Soul Return Tree, right?"

"The Maple Clan's SMa?" The Old Mandrill was shocked again by the human teenager, but soon it came to light. "The Black Forest is near Qingyuan Lake. It's not surprising that you know the Mer-people and the Maple Clan in the Black Forest, but you were allowed to see their SMa and know the Soul Return Tree? Cub, G.o.d loves you very much. He not only gives you the ability to be one of The Listeners, but also enables you to meet many intelligent creatures that ordinary human beings aren't allowed see at all.”

Yan Mo laughed and said, "Not only do I know the Maple Clan's SMa, but their old SMa is half my father."

Yan Mo decided at this point that he would not use the word "it" for these intelligent creatures in the future.

The Old Mandrill opened his mouth and looked a little silly. “You, you're not human?'

"No, I am human." Yan Mo moved in his heart and said, "But Old SMa has given me the ability to live forever, so that I can recover myself like the Soul Return Tree."

Yan Mo is not afraid of being caught up in his lies. The Soul Return Tree is SMa. He does not believe that SMa will tell other intelligent creatures about all his Maple Clan characteristics. SMa, who is now devoted to raising the little SMa of Maple Clan, probably won't wander out and blow his lies. In this way, his resilience and longevity can also be explained. After all, the ancestral G.o.d is still too far away, not as true as the Longevity Clan's blood. Yes.

The Old Mandrill looked down at Yan Mo's arm. He had just poked it lightly, and the baby's skin broke, but now there was no bleeding or even a wound.

"No wonder the Mer-people will let you build tribes by their lakes. The Mer-people are half the Longevity Clan, and the Longevity Clans has always been on good terms." The Old Mandrill looks more fondly at Yan Mo... Fondly? It's kind of like looking at your own little ape.

Among the intelligent races, the Longevity Maple Clan are the most popular. They generally need only sunshine, land and water to grow. They don't rob other creatures of food. They also shelter the living creatures around them. Some can produce delicious fruits. Some can heal other creatures, with things such as their leaves and barks. This makes the vast majority of intelligent creatures like the forest race very much.

Yan Mo pulled out a sealed small medicine bottle from his pocket. He pulled out the stopper of the medicine bottle and poured out a round pill the size of elixir.

The Old Mandrill took a deep breath and when the bottle opened, an unspeakable fragrance spread around.

Yuan Zhan turned to see what Yan Mo had in his hand. His eyes shrank and he could not help but feel some pain. When he saw the Soul Return Pill, he thought about the process which Mo's went to make it.

"What's this?" The Old Mandrill's eyes also showed greed, his instinct longing for this slippery little thing.

"This is the Soul Return Pill that SMa gave me. You know the Return Tree can..."

"I know." The Old Mandrill sat up and bent slightly on one leg.

Only in this way, Yan Mo had look up at him.

The Old Mandrill stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. "The Soul Return Tree can revive dead creatures, but if they survive, they will die after a long time. Put it away. It's no use to me."

Yan Mo was surprised that the Old Mandrill turned down The Soul Return Pill. He looked at him and thought the other party was eager to come up and grab it.

"But if you are willing to give it to my son, I will exchange half of the Yuan-crystal with you!" How can Yuan-crystal, once more precious, be worth the chance of resurrection from death?

"Good! But I think you can try it on your own. Even if it doesn't prolong your life, it will at least make you comfortable. Yan Mo thought that his flesh and blood seemed to have some special effect because some creatures liked the taste of his flesh and blood.

He has experimented that his blood can make Jiu Feng and Meng survive the upgrade process steadily after reaching a certain level of energy in the body, so that his flesh and blood at least have a certain role in restoring vital function and stimulating cell metabolism.

He did not know whether the Soul Return Pill, cooked in his flesh and blood, had the effect of delaying aging and restoring youth, but since it was the resurrection of a complete state, could it be understood that once resurrected, not only the whole body, but also its physical health would be returned to the best state of its life?

The Old Mandrill was also heartbeat. He smelled the Soul Return Pill and wanted to grab it and eat it. He couldn't help asking, "So do you have two The Soul Return Pill?"

"I have only two left." The truth is that he has four more, "I have to leave a life line for myself."

But then he looked at Yuan Zhan, his face was full of tangles.

The Old Mandrill also looked at Yuan Zhan. "I can feel that there is a huge energy in his body, like the G.o.dblood Stone I once saw, and your warrior can't suppress this energy at all. I'm surprised that he can live to this day. Did he die once? You used the Soul Return Pill?"

Yan Mo could not answer the Old Mandrill's question. "Have you ever seen The G.o.dblood Stone? Where? What attribute is that G.o.dblood Stone?”

"I remember it was water attribute. It's no use to me. I didn't take it." The Old Mandrill is honest.

Yuan Zhan did not look at the crystal on the ground. He and Yan Mo stared at the Old Mandrill together.

Yan Mo further asked, "Where is the G.o.dblood Stone?"

Yuan Zhan looked at Yan Mo, looking only at Yan Mo's eager expression. He could also infer that the G.o.dblood Stone was either soil or water.

The Old Mandrill scratched his head with his paws and pointed to the Soul Return Pill in Yan Mo's hand. "I want two. You give me, I will give you all the crystal here, and tell you the whereabouts of the G.o.dblood Stone.”

Yan Mo could promise, but he hesitated for two minutes, waiting for the Old Mandrill, and said, "Another 9th rank crystal!"

If there is hope, no one wants to die like that.

Yuan Zhan couldn't understand. He was in a hurry. "What's the Old Mandrill talking about? Does he want The Soul Return Pill? How many?”

Yan Mo answered, "He wants two."

Yuan Zhan immediately disagreed. "At most one!"

Yuan Zhan didn't know how many Soul Return Pills Yan Mo had in his hand. Looking at Yan Mo's expression, he thought there were only two, so he would rather wait for the next chance. They had to leave the Soul Return Pill at least to ensure that Mo has a chance to rebirth. [1] Yuan Zhan someone should tell you Yan Mo can't die... literary

"Two more 8th rank crystal." The Old Mandrill didn't expect Yan Mo to give both The Soul Return Pill to him. It was satisfied to have one for his son, so he wasn't angry. He just waited for Yan Mo to answer.

Yan Mo also wanted to leave three points of suspense to see the Old Mandrill face, which is probably the highest price he can pay. He then made a grinding and grinding look, and looked at Yuan Zhan for a while, and finally jumped out two words: "Deal."

Yuan Zhan wanted to stop it. Yan Mo said to him, "We need yuan-crystals. We need The G.o.dblood Stone. I've decided."

Yuan Zhan clenched his fist. He thought Yan Mo did that for him!

Yan Mo traded two The Soul Return Pill for all the crystals in the cave, plus the Old Mandrill, which later added three 9th rank!

When he learned more about yuan-crystal in the future, he found out how much he had taken advantage of the Old Mandrill. The Old Mandrill counted the crystals based on the number of crystals, while in The Three Cities, the number crystals are calculated by rank or level...