I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

Song Ping let the spaceship hover over 200 meters in front of the elf tribe, and shouted through the tweeter: "I have no hostility, I am a businessman from Yanhuang Kingdom, and I am here to do business."

After expressing his attitude first, the spacecraft began to descend slowly.

At a height of ten meters above the ground, the hatch opened, and Song Ping jumped down.

With his fifth-level strength, jumping ten meters is naturally no problem at all.

A group of elf warriors rushed out from the surrounding dense forest and surrounded them, not only vigilant, but also curious.

They have never seen such a magical flying object.

Seeing Song Ping take out the wooden card of the commercial pass issued by the border troops to show his identity, the surrounding elves relieved their hostility towards Song Ping.

"Hi, businessman from Yanhuang Kingdom, I am Sli, the elder of the Tali tribe."

An old elf with a long beard came over and smiled at Song Ping, "May I ask what deal do you want to make with my Tali tribe?"

These elf tribes on the border often deal with other races outside, but they don't show hatred towards the human race like the elves living outside.

Song Pingdao: "I can bring better elf fruit to your Tali tribe, whether it is pure elf fruit or five element elf fruit."

"Elf fruit?" Tie Mu, the elder of the elf clan, was taken aback.

The human race's salt, iron, cloth and other goods are all needed by the elves, but he never thought that Song Ping would actually ask them to give them better elf fruits.

You must know that the elf fruit is a specialty that only the elves can have.

Song Ping nodded and said, "That's right."

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Ten minutes later, Song Ping demonstrated in front of a group of elves from the Tali tribe that he synthesized two ordinary elf fruits into one pure elf fruit.

Feeling the strong energy fluctuations emanating from the pure spirit fruit, the surrounding elves boiled.

One after another looked at Song Ping with incomparably hot eyes.

Oh my god, this is a pure spirit fruit, even hundreds of ordinary spirit fruits may not yield a single pure spirit fruit.

Unexpectedly, it was synthesized so easily by Song Ping.

The significance of elf fruit to the elves is extremely important, and it is the key to determining the future development potential of the tribe.

So without the slightest hesitation, the senior officials of the Tali tribe agreed to make a deal with Song Ping.

A pure spirit fruit is exchanged for the fountain of life with a lifespan of 50 years.

A Five Elements Fairy Fruit in exchange for the Fountain of Life with a lifespan of 500 years.

Then the transaction begins.

One by one pure spirit fruit was synthesized from Song Ping's hands. Each pure spirit fruit consumes one year's lifespan, and can earn 1 years of lifespan.

The Five Elements Fairy Fruit needs to consume 100 years of life, but it can earn 400 years of life.

Song Ping was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. To him, this deal was a no-cost business, and it was a huge profit.

The elves of the Tali tribe were even more joyful. Looking at the five-element spirit fruits and pure spirit fruits they got, they seemed to have seen the future Tali tribe, and geniuses emerged one by one.

What awaits the Tali tribe is bound to be a bright future worth looking forward to.

The only thing that makes them regret is that the number of fairy springs in the Tali tribe is too limited.

You cannot exchange for more Spirit Fruits from Song Ping.

After the transaction was over, Song Ping's remaining lifespan reached the upper limit of a fifth-level magic nuclear fighter, a full 620 years of lifespan.

In the different-dimensional space, there is also a fountain of life worth more than 1000 years of life.

But just as Song Ping was leaving, he was stopped by the elves of the Tali tribe.

Song Ping's face darkened: "Everyone, what do you mean?"

In fact, as early as when the transaction was made, he had already felt the malicious intentions from several high-level Tali tribes.

Tie Mu, the patriarch of the Tali Tribe, stared at Song Ping oppressively, but said with a smile on his face: "Song Ping, there are still a lot of elf fruits in the Tali Tribe, please continue to synthesize them for us."

Although the words were polite, the tone was full of no doubt.

Song Ping frowned and said, "But you don't have a spring of elves anymore, and as I said before, I'm not interested in anything other than springs of elves."

Tiemu continued to smile and said, "Don't worry, the Spring of Spirits will be given to you naturally, but we owe it for now, and we will naturally exchange the Spring of Spirits from other nearby tribes and bring them back to you."

It's really that Song Ping's synthesis ability is too strong, but Song Ping's strength is so weak, a mere fifth-level human warrior, it's like a child walking on the street with a pile of gold, clearly tempting people to commit crimes .

After discussing with the higher-ups of the Tali tribe, they decided not to hesitate to turn their backs and force Song Ping to stay.

There is no doubt that if this matter gets out, it will definitely tarnish the reputation of the Tali tribe.

But so what, compared with the future of the Tari tribe, this is not important at all.

The big deal is that this generation of Tali tribe executives will resist this notoriety. As long as the Tali tribe becomes stronger in the future, no one will dare to make irresponsible remarks in the future.

I'm afraid that other tribes might make the same decision.

Song Ping said with an ugly face: "Clan Chief Tiemu, what you are doing is called forced buying and selling."

He couldn't help feeling angry.

I didn't expect that the Tali tribe would really dare to turn their faces on the spot. Sure enough, he underestimated human nature. Even the elves could not resist the temptation of human nature.

It's just that a group of high-level Tali tribes with eighth-level strength and even ninth-level strength are staring at him, so he has no ability to refuse.

Tiemu smiled and said: "Why do you have to speak so harshly? You came to our Elf Empire, isn't it just to do business?"

Immediately, he stopped talking nonsense with Song Ping and ordered a few guards to bring up more spirit fruits.

Looking at Song Ping indifferently.

A senior member of the Tali tribe sneered: "Song Ping, I dared to invent a torture not long ago, called thorn piercing. It is to plant the seeds of the thorn tree in the body, and then stimulate the growth of the seeds, so that the thorns are in the flesh and blood. Rooting and sprouting, tsk tsk, this taste will definitely make you want to live or die. If you don't want to taste this taste, you'd better follow our instructions."

This is already an undisguised, naked threat.

Tie Mu scolded: "Presumptuous, Song Ping is a distinguished guest of our Tali tribe, how can you talk to him like that? Song Ping, don't worry, as long as you work hard for our Tali tribe, whether you want money or beautiful women, we They will never treat you badly.”

One sings the red face, the other sings the white face.

Song Ping's face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then I owe it first, but you must return the fountain of life to me when the time comes."

Seeing Song Ping succumb, the high-level members of the Tali tribe suddenly showed joy on their faces.

Although there are some people who can't bear it, but in the face of interests, no one upholds justice for Song Ping.

If you really want to blame it, then blame Song Ping for being too weak, yet he has mastered such heaven-defying skills.

Song Ping spent ten years of life, and synthesized ten pure spirit fruits one after another.

Then he pretended to be exhausted and said, "It can't be done, my energy has bottomed out now, and I need to rest for two days to recover."

"What energy is bottoming out? I see that you are clearly full of energy now. Hurry up and continue to synthesize!" A high-level Tali tribe scolded.

But no matter how threatened by the Tali tribe's senior officials, Song Ping always insisted that his energy was low and he could not continue to synthesize.

"I think you're having a very comfortable life, so let me refresh you..." A senior member of the Tali tribe sneered and shot a green light into Song Ping's body with his hand raised.

Immediately, Song Ping felt as if countless seeds were taking root and sprouting in his body, and he was in great pain.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead immediately, and his face was bloodless.

The pain lasted for more than ten seconds, and Song Ping couldn't help but desperately, anyway, he could be reborn after death.

Before he entered the Tali Tribe, he had already left the gate of the other world outside, and he could return to the Elven Empire at any time after his rebirth.

Song Ping swore in his heart that this death must be buried with the whole Tali tribe in the future.

Just when Song Ping was about to have a seizure, Tie Mu waved his hand to disperse the green light in Song Ping's body, and ordered: "Since the guest is tired, let the guest go down to rest first, and continue the synthesis tomorrow."

Anyway, Song Ping had already fallen into their hands. A mere human race with a strength of five levels was not afraid at all that he could break out of the control of the Tali tribe.