Chapter 11 Fangshi

Author: Tai Sheng Shui

Chapter 11 Fangshi

"Xiao Ping, how is Daoji doing lately?"

The figure was an old man with an elegant face, stroking his beard and asking kindly.

"Mr. Hui Fan, it's quite peaceful. Every day there are one or two monks who can arouse the thunder and lightning heart field. I marked them all and sent them to the cloud platform." Xiao Ping replied respectfully.

"Very good, this matter needs to continue without any slack. There is also the matter of the missing monk on the island. How is the investigation going?"

"After some investigation, the missing ones are all Sanwu monks. It doesn't matter."

"Countless Sanwu monks disappear every year, but it's not good for them to disappear on our Luoxia Island. Let's continue to investigate."

"yes."

"I have one more thing to do here. I want to borrow your Soul-Crying Beast."

Mr. Fan's eyes flashed slightly and he said slowly.

"Borrowing the Crying Soul?"

Xiao Ping was taken aback, and subconsciously put his hand on the bag at his waist, with a look of reluctance on his face: "Dare to ask Mr. Fan, why do you want to borrow the cry of the soul?"

Mr. Fan glanced at him and said calmly: "The owner of the island asked me to borrow it. The benefits are of course a lot, a foundation-building pill and a high-grade magic weapon."

Xiao Ping was shocked: "Island owner?"

This reward was naturally extremely high, but it also made him more suspicious. He seemed to have thought of something and said solemnly: "Mr. Fan, I have heard some rumors recently..."

“Don’t listen to anything inappropriate!”

Mr. Fan suddenly interrupted and stared at him sternly: "Xiao Ping, you are the core disciple of Tianlei Sect, you must manage your own boundaries."

"yes."

Xiao Ping lowered his head, but his heart was stirred up. The more this happened, the more likely it was that the rumors were true.

"As the director of the Island Department, you supervise the monks on the island and refute all kinds of false rumors in a timely manner."

"yes."

"You continue to perform your duties, and the crying soul will be sent to me."

After Mr. Fan finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and the entire light and shadow dispersed, turning into a glow that filled the sky.

Xiao Ping had a complicated expression. He touched the bulging bag around his waist, his face was full of pain. The things inside seemed to be sensitive, and he heard a girl-like cry of "Ying Ying".

…

Luoxia Daofang City is a wide street. Many monks have paved a street and set up stalls on both sides. At the end of the street, there are rows of houses of various sizes, all of which are shops.

Xie Huan walked among the crowd and glanced from stall to stall.

He wanted to find some elixirs or artifacts that could suppress the will-o'-the-wisps. At the very least, he could buy some materials, refine them himself, and buy some cultivation items.

The environments of Yuanyanghai and Qingyun Continent are very different, and each has given birth to many unique treasures of nature, materials, and earth, especially in terms of elixirs. Most of the elixirs in Qingyun Continent are based on elixirs, while Yuanyanghai mainly uses elixirs.

Use marine animal materials to enter the elixir.

The differences between the magic weapons are similar.

When Xie Huan saw something he didn't understand, he stepped forward to ask for advice and asked about the prices of various items. After two hours, he basically understood everything and bought some good things, including three white dragon fruits and six pieces of water.

The inner elixir of sea beasts with attributes, twelve cardamom jellyfish, two hundred kilograms of jade coral, a pair of spiritual python black galls, and a gold-spotted dragon flower.

These are water-attribute items that can be used to refine some simple suppressive elixirs.

The key is that these things are very cheap, and the environment of Yuanyanghai determines the proliferation of water attribute items.

But these elixirs were not enough, so Xie Huan planned to refine a small sealing talisman to ensure nothing went wrong.

"How much does this stone cost?"

Xie Huan walked to a stall and picked up a palm-sized piece of yellow ore. There were traces of running water on it. When he looked carefully, it seemed as if there was a spring gurgling out.

"Eight hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

The stall owner is a bald man with a long beard, wearing a linen coat, with a fierce look, and a hint of violence between his brows.

"Eight hundred?"

Xie Huan took the stone in his hand and weighed it. It contained a large amount of water gold crystals and had a strange power. It was most suitable for refining amulets.

"Eight hundred dollars is too expensive? If you can't afford it, just put it down!"

The man raised his eyebrows and shouted in a loud voice: "This is a metallic vein stone. It has been nurtured in the spiritual spring on the seabed for thousands of years. I only got it after a narrow escape. I won't sell it for a penny less."

It turns out that it was conceived in the spiritual spring on the seabed. No wonder it has the surging power of the sea.

But if you narrowly escape death, what does the price have to do with it?

A narrow escape can only prove that you are frustrated, can you still give a premium to the item?

Xie Huan is very satisfied with this stone, and it is not that it is expensive at 800 yuan. It is just that he is poor. After buying the previous materials, Qian San's net worth is only 900 yuan. If he buys this stone again, he will have no money to practice.

.

"I have some things here. I wonder if there is anything you might like."

Xie Huan threw out a storage bag, sorting out everything he didn't need.

The big man squinted his eyes and probed his consciousness into them. Then a glimmer of light flashed across his eyes. He looked at Xie Huan again and said slowly: "There are quite a lot of things in the hands of fellow Taoist."

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me which one you like."

Xie Huan smiled faintly, and it was obvious that the big man was thinking about it. He only had the items he obtained from Tianhuang Palace in the early stage of Qi refining, but he could still sell them for three or four thousand. It was normal to have bad thoughts, but he didn't mind.

On the entire Luoxia Island, except for the foundation-building monks who could make him fearful, the Qi-refining period was not taken seriously at all. If this big man dared to take action, he would not mind inheriting another inheritance.

Fortunately, the big man's thoughts only passed by for a moment, and his eyes returned to normal. Although wealth can be gained through danger, no one is reckless and will not take risks without full assurance.

"Just use these to pay for it."

The big man took out seven defective magic weapons, more than thirty bottles of elixirs, and more than fifty ores of various kinds. He paused and took out twelve more ores before reluctantly throwing the storage bag back to Xie Huan.

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"Fellow Taoist, are you here to set up a stall or perform a sketch?"

Xie Huan stretched out his hand and pressed, and an invisible force spread. Those items seemed to be locked and stuck to the ground, unable to be moved at all: "These things of mine are worth a thousand and a half at least, and your vein stone is worth six at most."

Bai, won't your conscience hurt if you trade like this?"

The big man's face changed slightly, his eyebrows raised angrily, and he shouted: "You said one thousand and five, it's one thousand and five, and you said six hundred, it's six hundred? I say the two are equivalent!"

"Humph, nonsense."

Xie Huan waved, half of the things flew back to his storage bag, and said coldly: "I really want the gangue stone, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to be ripped off. The rest are worth the price. If you want, you can make a deal. If you don't, just do it."

Bye-Bye."

"You are crazy!"

The big man's face darkened, and the coercion in the middle stage of Qi refining instantly surged out, locking Xie Huan in place. An invisible evil aura spread out, and there was also the feeling of gusty wind, which made people shudder.

The stall owners and monks around them all sensed something, changed their expressions, and hurriedly moved away to avoid the disaster.

Is this the rhythm of giving out free gangue stones?

Xie Huan smiled slightly, nodded and said, "You're right, I'm just crazy."

The big man's pupils shrank, and his eyes shot out like knives. He stared at Xie Huan for a while, and then slowly regained his aura and said, "You're lucky, fighting is prohibited in the city."

...I don’t know who is lucky. “Then the deal is still done?”

Xie Huan shrugged.

"take it."

The big man waved his hand and collected all the things left by Xie Huan, then closed his eyes and ignored him.

Seeing the excitement, the people around them dispersed one after another.

This kind of conflict is not uncommon in the city, but few people dare to take action. After all, there are ten foundation-building monks on the island. Once caught on the spot, the consequences will be extremely serious.

Xie Huan got the vein stone and left with satisfaction.

He doesn't cause trouble, but he's not afraid of it either.

After Xie Huan left, the big man slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of deep shock and fear deep in his eyes.

The technique he practices has extremely strong induction power. When the conflict just started, an inexplicable palpitation surged into his heart, making him aware of something serious, so he suppressed it and did not dare to take action.

That kid is not pretending, he is really confident.

The big man opened his palms and found that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Song Qi, that kid just now dared to be so arrogant in the early stage of Qi refining. It's because you don't dare to do it in Fangshi. If you meet him in the sea next time, you have to teach him how to behave." A person next to him was also a Qi refining man.

The middle stall owner said in a bad tone.
To be continued...