Jiang Yang still doesn't know a lot, but he already knows a little bit:

A eccentric son, times have changed.

Your knowledge of immortal cultivation is outdated!

Can you ascend by your words? It's very difficult!

Fang Wusong had already followed the little girl forward. Seeing Jiang Yang still moving, he turned around and urged: "Come on, why are you standing there?"

Jiang Yang was worried and walked over with his feet.

Jiang Yang didn't know why Fang Wusong saved himself and why he wanted to buy a corpse in the second realm that no one else paid attention to.

The Tianyuan Realm became so unrecognizable that Jiang Yang decided to remain silent first. It is not advisable to act rashly if he didn't understand the matter.

The little girl said that her name is Su Jiumeng and she is twelve years old this year.

"You have sold it for three hours and have not yet achieved it. I'm afraid it's not just the reason why the five hundred spiritual crystals are too expensive, right?" Fang Wusong asked more information, "What kind of spiritual material is your grandma nurturing?"

"...Shenzhen Ganoderma lucidum." Su Jiumeng told frankly awkwardly.

Jiang Yang's heart moved and remembered the records in "The Book of Heavenly Yuan": Ganoderma lucidum, a third-grade spiritual herb, can be used as medicine for 500 years. It is warm in nature, mainly gathers the essence, and supplements the blood cultivation.

"..." Fang Wusong was speechless for a moment, and then said, "It's only the second level. Your grandma was caught and purified by someone, right? Could it be that she had been exhausted by excessive spiritual blood extracted and useless, right?"

Jiang Yang felt that what he was talking about was becoming more and more creepy.

"... Grandma was indeed caught by a demon hunter to melt the marrow linguine, which was also damaged by the foundation." Su Jiumeng quickly replied, afraid of missing this opportunity. "But grandma escaped to this spiritual boat forty years ago, and later she just sold some spiritual blood regularly, and she had her life over."

"Don't you team up with someone to go to the demon realm? Just selling the little spiritual crystals of spiritual blood, why do you have children? You have granddaughters..." Fang Wusong muttered, regardless of whether they could bear it or not, "How did your parents die?"

"... Ten years ago, the gangs in the city fought fiercely..." Su Jiumeng said this briefly.

Fang Wusong sighed again: "So, if you can't raise it, don't give birth!"

Jiang Yang suddenly felt that he had a strong sense of déjà vu.

But it is obviously more outrageous here. The gang fights, has Fang Wusong's Tiger Gang participated?

Fang Wusong learned about Su Jiumeng's situation all the way, walked through the dim alley, and came to a low wooden house.

"Come in." Su Jiumeng opened the door and ran in first.

Fang Wusong was not in a hurry, shook his nose and explored in the air, and a faint yellow light appeared in his eyes.

"No problem, go in. Although the houses here do not have independent magic circles, they were once fellow Taoists at the second level after all."

What is the use of exploring the tube with your nose? Jiang Yang sighed silently when he complained: I will have to explore such a world in the future.

After entering the room and entering the bedroom, Su Jiumeng knelt in front of a wooden bed, turned around and said anxiously: "I still have to rush to Nan'an City. Grandma's soul can't last long!"

There are no lights in the room, but the light from the light curtain of the city-modification magic circle shines through the window, and you can still see it clearly.

Jiang Yang looked at the old man on the bed. She didn't look like a demon, but there was a pattern of a herb on her eyebrows.

As expected, the family was left with nothing but a wall, Su Jiumeng was the only one in the family.

At this time, Fang Wusong looked at the corpse and shook his head, folded his hands together first, then spread them widen their palms and lowered their heads up and said solemnly: "The Great Dao of Heaven is above, and all spirits will never stop. May fellow Taoists be born in the next life and be bathed in the immortal essence forever."

The room was in a moment of tranquility.

After watching Fang Wusong bid farewell to the old man, Jiang Yang stepped forward and stretched out his hand and carried the old man directly on his shoulder: "Let's go, hurry up."

He looked like he had returned from hunting, carrying prey on his shoulders.

A tiger man was walking on the street with a body on his shoulder. Although others would take a look at him twice, they were not surprised.

He is now much faster, with Jiang Yang and Su Jiumeng following behind quickly.

Jiang Yang asked Su Jiumeng: "What does reincarnation mean?"

Su Jiumeng looked anxious, and immediately said after hearing this: "You must be sent to Nan'an City, where there is Tianyuan Tower. You must be quick. Each teleportation array needs one hundred spiritual crystals, and the Reincarnation Hall also needs to collect spiritual crystals."

Answered, but not completely answered.

Jiang Yang still didn't understand what reincarnation was, but he heard a few new terms.

Fang Wusong was nagging in front of him and continued his lessons along the way: "Don't ask this or that. Your experience is not strange at all! I'll bring you back from the demon realm, first take a good look at what kind of world it is now, and then talk about your true ideals, do you know?"

Jiang Yang could only answer silently.

How a mortal survived in the demon realm and had no idea about the current Tianyuan Realm, Jiang Yang always had to make a cover.

I met an immortal who became a disciple and learned his skills. The master took him to the demon realm, but suddenly he went away again and he was exhausted from ammunition and food. He had only seen a real monk, and the other monster like Wu Song was surprised, which was normal.

Fang Wusong had no doubts and even said that he had been deceived.

The main road entering the city directly leads to the huge tree trunk. When he approaches Jiang Yang, he feels that the trunk is unnatural.

This is some kind of artificial power. Otherwise, Wanxiangzi would never have forgotten such a huge and conspicuous spiritual wood in the Wanxiang Tianyuan Record, which he claims to be all-encompassing.

There are wide, complex and mysterious grooves on the trunk of the tree, and the spiritual light flows through it.

A large row of "elevators" up and down are running here. Fang Wusong and the two of them were taken to one of them. Jiang Yang asked again: "What is this called?"

"Spiritual ladder."

"What is the Hall of Reincarnation?"

Fang Wusong stayed in the spiritual ladder for the time being, and then replied: "I can't explain it clearly in a few words, just remember one sentence: In the Tianyuan Realm, if you want to have a next life after death, it is best to be sent to the Hall of Reincarnation within twelve hours after death."

Jiang Yang became more and more confused as he listened. How could a mortal world who could practice control the reincarnation?

Fang Wusongxia's words are even more hard-core: "If you don't go to the Hall of Reincarnation, your soul will be dissipated, which is equivalent to paying the soul tax for a lifetime."

"Soul Tax?" Jiang Yang's mentality collapsed, "What's this thing? Who collects this tax? He has to pay it for the rest of his life?"

Fang Wusong walked out of the spiritual ladder and reached out to the sky casually: "Immortal Realm."

Jiang Yang looked up at the sky, and he couldn't see anything.

The word "Immortal Realm" is so outrageous. Wanxiangzi said that he is in the Immortal Realm, why didn't he talk about these key points of the Tianyuan Realm?

After walking a few steps, Su Jiumeng said anxiously and cowardly: "Senior... this is not the direction to go to Wanli Palace..."

Fang Wusong stopped and looked at her with his head tilted: "Take you back to my Tiger Gang first! Why, do you still want to say goodbye to the past? You can't catch up with the spirit boat. There are only one hundred spirit crystals per person in the teleportation array. If you insist on following me, I won't buy it."

Su Jiumeng had tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth and stopped stuttering, and took the initiative to walk in the direction led by Fang Wusong.

"...Go to the Tiger Gang?" Jiang Yang had been following Fang Wusong these days, and he was worried for a moment, "It should be better to say some of them, I also want to see it..."

Fang Wusong sneered: "Tell him how many spiritual crystals can your grandma get by selling spiritual blood once."

Su Jiumeng lowered her head and kept her pace down, and replied in a low voice: "Thirty..."

The tiger claws were pulled on Jiang Yang's head: "The grandparents and grandchildren rely on selling blood to get thirty spirit crystals every time they sell blood. Do you think I have too many spirit crystals? Just sending her grandmother to reincarnate is a loss of money, and you still know it!"

Jiang Yang covered his head, feeling confused for a moment.

What to do? He can't beat him, but now the Tianyuan Realm is like a headless fly.

Although Fang Wusong is willing to do "lose business", he cannot understand Fang Wusong's temperament and has seen his strength on the way back from the demon realm.

Jiang Yang looked at Su Jiumeng who was rushing down. She was probably confused about the future.

After all, they all sold themselves.

"Xiao Su? My name is Jiang Yang." He was about to arrive at the gang's nest. Jiang Yang felt that he wanted to attract a cute friend. Although the little loli was only twelve years old, he was a local after all.

"Yes." Su Jiumeng was absent-minded, but she kept looking at Fang Wusong but stopped.

Jiang Yang saw it.

She was obviously worried that Fang Wusong would keep his promise, but she didn't dare to ask for anything more.

One is a mortal, the other is an ordinary practitioner between a mortal and a true practitioner.
Chapter completed!