After listening to this, Wang Lun felt that neither path was suitable for him, but with his own experience, it was not helpless not to take these two paths, he asked Fang He: "What is a suitable method for the cultivation place in Laiyang City for monks to live?"

Fang He only thought that Wang Lun was a casual cultivator, and he used to live in seclusion, thinking that it was normal for Wang Lun not to know this aspect, and explained: "First, it is a single-family courtyard, and the expensive ones will bring a very powerful magic circle to provide defense, and the second is that it is located in a place with sufficient spiritual energy, and the third is that this business is generally the city lord's mansion, and there is the support of the sect forces behind it, which can add a relatively safe environment to a cultivation place, and some of the scattered cultivators have spirit stones, and after moving in, they can indeed get rid of the enemy." ”

Wang Lun understood. The main problem in this business is casual cultivation.

A place suitable for cultivation is difficult for casual cultivation to occupy and protect by ability, while the power of the sect is easier to occupy, and after occupying it, it is taken out for rent and sale to earn wealth. This is probably also a source of income for the sect's forces.

Wang Lun asked again: "Are there strict conditions for staying in such a place?"

"As long as you can afford it. Fang He said, "As long as you are not an enemy of the sect forces behind you, even ordinary people can live in it." ”

"This is a way to cultivate with peace of mind. Wang Lun secretly wrote it down.

"The head of the Fang family should have something to say to you in a hurry," Wang Lun said, "You go first." ”

Fang He cast a spell and "took out" seven or eight storage bags of all sizes from his storage bag and put them on the stone table: "Master Wang, these are from the group of people in the Black Centipede Gang, and they should all belong to you." ”

"I said only half of it. Wang Lun said.

"Master Wang wants to do that, I really can't do it, it's reasonable, these are all things you deserve Master Wang, and please accept them all. Fang He insisted.

Seeing this, Wang Lun agreed and didn't say anything more.

Fang He kindly reminded: "Master Wang, the Black Centipede Gang is doing things for the Black Pole Gate in Qingluo Prefecture, maybe there will be something in their storage bag that can be tracked down by the people of the Black Pole Gate......

"I know. "There is no need to remind him, Wang Lun also knows what to do, and he still has this experience.

"Master Wang, then I'll leave first, and I'll come back to see you later. Fang He said. The Fang family's formal thank-you has not yet begun, and in order to repay the grace of saving lives, they must send something of gratitude.

The storage bags of the Black Centipede members are not much of a gift.

Wang Lun nodded, waited for Fang He to leave, drank the remaining half cup of tea, picked up the seven or eight storage bags on the table, and walked into the main room.

The owners of the storage bags were already dead, Wang Lun easily lifted the spiritual imprints they left on the storage bags, and after a few attempts by his divine sense, he mastered the method.

Half a minute later, the table in front of me was full of things.

Most of them are low-grade spirit stones.

There are about 100 medium-grade spirit stones.

A few low-grade magic weapons, and a few medium-grade magic weapons.

Some sigils, ordinary gold and silver possessions, etc.

However, there was an inconspicuous blue stone among them, with a very small but relatively strong spiritual imprint attached to it, which was not at all something that the members of the Black Centipede Gang in the Foundation Building Realm and Qi Cultivation Realm could leave behind.

Wang Lun exerted a slight force, forcibly erased the mark, and then turned the blue stone into powder.

The rest of the things, don't worry about leaving clues and being tracked down by the people of the Black Pole Gate.

Wang Lun removed the imprints on the magic weapon and the talisman seal, these things were useless to him, but he could go to the Laiyang Treasure Pavilion and sell them, and he believed that he could get rid of them.

Gold and silver treasures, he can keep them, if you want to buy food and clothing, this is better than spirit stones.

Wang Lun was not satisfied with these storage bags, the largest space in them was only half a cubic meter, the capacity was too small, and after trying it, he couldn't put the Beast Horn and the Spiral Spear into it.

It is estimated that you have to buy a storage magic weapon with more space and a higher grade.

It doesn't have to be a top-grade or top-grade level, and the holy weapon magic weapon shouldn't show power when it's not urging, maybe the storage bag in front of you is too inferior.

It's not a good thing to keep a storage bag, and it's useless, Wang Lun simply destroyed it all, found a cloth bag, put things in it, and made it a burden.

......

"Grandpa, that's all there is to it. Fang He said it as it was from the time the team left Chouzhou and was attacked by the Black Centipede Gang on the road, to fleeing all the way to Qingmu Mountain, but falling into a desperate situation, and then being rescued by Wang Lun.

After Fang Fengming heard this, his fiery temper came up, and he said angrily: "If the old man was there at the time, he would definitely have chopped the beasts of the Black Centipede Gang alive!"

The table in front of him was smashed by him.

Fang He is not surprised. Grandpa has a strong temper, this is known to the whole Fang family, and now that so many people have been lost, including the monks cultivated by the family, the loss is huge, and the clay people will be on fire, not to mention grandpa.

He waited for Fang Fengming's anger to subside.

Fang Fengming reached out and pinched the teapot the moment the table collapsed. As a Foundation Building Realm cultivator, he calmed down a little, and he also knew that what he said just now was angry.

After drinking the tea in one gulp, Fang Fengming asked, "How are the bodies of the people killed in the war handled?"

"After the leader of the Black Centipede Gang died, the communication jade pendant on his body was activated, I made a mistake and failed to destroy it in time, it is estimated that the people of the Black Pole Gate will lock the location of the Black Centipede Gang monk, I am worried that leaving traces will allow the people of the Black Pole Sect to find the Fang family, and beg Master Wang to cremate the people who died in the battle and remove the traces. ”

"As for those who died in the previous battle, they were buried on the spot after sorting out the relics. ”

Fang He said.

Fang Fengming nodded: "That's right. ”

No one knows if the Black Pole Gate will appear in Qingmu Mountain soon, and in order to avoid hidden dangers, it is wisest to erase all traces.

"Fang He, you said that the Black Centipede Gang and the Black Pole Gate are both from Qingluo Prefecture, why did they do it soon after you left Chou Prefecture?" Fang Fengming asked.

"Grandpa thinks that the Mo family, who talked about business with us, betrayed us and deliberately found forces outside the state to deal with us?" Fang He boldly said his thoughts, "I don't think so, after negotiating business with the Mo family, the Mo family sent four people to follow us to the Fang family to transport the first batch of iron ore to a refining workshop of the Mo family in our Qingluo Prefecture, and these four people were also killed." ”

Fang Fengming was silent for a moment, and said: "The Mo family is not very suspicious, go back and probe their tone, since you think that the reason is that we happen to be targeted by the black centipede gangsters in Chouzhou, and the other party is just killing people for money, let's just think so, what do you think we should do next?"

Fang He also thought about it and replied, "First of all, we must not let the people of the Black Pole Gate find us. ”

"Well, I agree. Fang Fengming agreed. The traces outside have been cleared, and now only he and Fang He know about it, by the way, and Wang Lun, everyone will not talk nonsense.

"Secondly, it is to investigate secretly and find out the truth. Fang He continued.

"What else?" Fang Fengming felt that it was necessary to find out the truth.

"Also," Fang He lowered his voice, "Jin Yun Zhenren should contribute to our family, the Black Centipede Gang and the gang must all be killed in order to comfort the dead monks, in addition, there are many monks on the side of the Black Pole Gate, Jin Yun Zhenren can kill a few, it can be regarded as a successful revenge of our Fang family, and they can export evil anger." ”

Fang Fengming likes this grandson's character. Usually kind and enthusiastic, he is a good hand at doing business, and he has an outstanding ability to maintain and develop relationships, and he is not soft at critical moments.

Such a person, with the figure of a fat man, is harmless to humans and animals, but he can do his right thing.

This last suggestion put forward by Fang He was deeply in line with his heart.

"Tell me, what reason are you going to let that Jin Yun Zhenren do these things?"

"He is the great worship of the Fang family, according to the promise reached before, the Fang family is in trouble, he must take action, we can tell him everything that happened, the Fang family has died more than a dozen monks, most of them are still worshipping the group, and the enemy family is still alive and well, there is a great possibility of continuing to destroy the Fang family, the situation of the Fang family is dangerous!"

"The reasonable reason has come out, if the promise is followed, he Jin Yun Zhenren should take action!"

"In addition, we don't have to worry that he will tell the Black Pole Sect in order to resist, he is just a loose cultivator, and he does not dare to contact the sect forces. ”

Fang Fengming nodded after hearing this: "The only problem now is that most of the Jinyun real people will not agree. This old slippery head just wants to ask for it, even if he does things occasionally, he does it all small things, and he has the obvious intention of eating the dead Fang family. ”

"Grandpa, what if Master Wang's presence at this time makes Jin Yun Zhenren feel pressure?" Fang He said suddenly.

Fang Fengming's face became serious: "It's very unwise to use a strong monk casually!"

At the end, he added, "Just now Jin Yun Zhenren saw me leading the way for Master Wang, and ran over to ask the housekeeper about the situation, he should have regarded Master Wang as a threat." ”

"Isn't that right," Fang He said, "he feels that his position is threatened, and we can take the opportunity to ask him to do something at this time." ”

"It's not that simple," Fang Fengming saw more clearly, "According to what you said, he will feel that there is infighting, and he will definitely find a way to solve the threat that affects his status first, and he will not leave the Fang family and go out to run errands." ”

Fang He also understood.

In this case, Jin Yun Zhenren would only stay in the Fang family more insistently.

Moreover, he will also go to Master Wang for trouble.

Fang Fengming said to himself: "If Jin Yun Zhenren really can't hold back and runs to trouble Wang Lun, once he loses, it will be a good thing for us to continue to stay in the Fang family without a face, but we must not add fuel to it." ”

is still the same sentence, you can't make Wang Lun feel that they are using Wang Lun.

"Fang He, how is Wang Lun's cultivation?Listening to your previous description, it seems that he is at least an early stage cultivator of the Yudan Realm?" Fang Fengming couldn't personally confirm Wang Lun's cultivation, so he could only collect information to judge.