I don't know how long it took, the golden light outside Fang Mo's body gradually disappeared, and finally returned to normal, his eyes slowly opened, and between the opening and closing, a trace of gold flashed under his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This mantra is incomplete, like one of the verses in some kind of scripture, and I really don't know what kind of person would be able to write such a scripture......"

Fang Mo's heart was full of yearning, and he began to carefully check the changes in his body, suddenly, his expression was stunned for a while, and there was incredulity in his eyes, his cultivation had actually reached the peak of the sixth layer of condensation, and he was only a trace away from stepping into the seventh layer of condensation!

Not only that, when Fang Mo clenched his hands, he clearly felt that he had a powerful power between his hands, which was not the strength of the cultivation of profound spiritual energy, but the strength of the physical body.

After a moment of silence, he slapped the storage bag, took out a flying sword, and lightly cut it between his palms, as the cold blade of the flying sword slashed, his palm did not change in the slightest, not to mention bleeding, not even the skin was broken.

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, hesitated slightly, he pressed the tip of the sword against his palm, and slowly strengthened it.

Fang Mo clearly felt the pain coming from his palm, but what shocked him was that the skin and flesh of his palm still did not break in the slightest, as he gradually deepened his strength, the sword body of the flying sword gradually bent, although there was a stinging pain, it was difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

Fang Mo groaned slightly, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and slashed it towards his palm, bringing out the sound of buzzing wind as the sword fell.

When!

The flying sword slashed on the palm of his hand, and there was a strange sound of gold and iron resonance, followed by a burst of light and darkness on the flying sword, and when the spiritual light dissipated, it actually "clicked" and broke into two.

"Hiss-" Fang Mo gasped, a little incredulous, followed by his eyes with joy again, he didn't expect that the strength of his physical body was so strong, without cultivating as a body protection, even the sharpness of the flying sword could not be cut off, and even the final result was that the flying sword was broken in two, which was incredible.

"What the hell is going on?...... is that mantra really has such a miraculous effect" Fang Mo muttered to himself, suddenly thinking of something, his divine sense hurriedly poked into his storage bag, and his face instantly turned pale.

It turned out that before he knew it, he had already eaten all the spirit pills he had snatched, and all the hundreds of Xuanling pills were gone, and even the Gathering Spirit Pill and Qingling Pill that he had finally refined were not much left at the moment.

There are only two top-grade pills left in the Gathering Spirit Pill, while there is only one top-grade pill and ten medium-grade pills left in the Qingling Pill.

"The pills were originally meant to be eaten, but with so many pills, they only added so much cultivation. Fang Mo frowned, a little worried about the growth of his cultivation in the future, after a while, he stroked his chin, rolled his eyes, and said to himself: "A gentleman loves money, he takes it in a good way, snatching is not a good behavior, but if someone takes the initiative to give me the storage bag......"

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside, Fang Mo's heart moved, opened the door and walked out, only to see a huge bonfire rising in the center of the wooden village, surrounded by a large circle of people, these are the disciples of various sects, there are a total of seventeen or eighteen people, and almost half of the five major sects who came to the ancestral land this time are here.

Fang Mo looked up at the sky, it was already nightfall, it turned out that he had been sitting in the wooden house for a day and a night unconsciously, he thought for a while, and then walked towards the bonfire.

"Huh, Senior Brother Fang, you finally came out......" Yan Feng, who was not far away, saw Fang Mo come out, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately stepped forward.

Fang Mo's expression didn't move, he glanced at the bonfire over there, and asked, "Senior Brother Yan, what's going on over there?"

"That's the case, the people in the wooden village, every day will go out to find genius treasures, by the way to hunt demon beasts, will come back in the evening, so that there are more treasures on the body, but not necessarily all of them are what they need, so I Piaoyun Sect will be in charge, and every three days will organize a trade fair, and replace each other's needs. ”

Yan Feng said with a smile: "I saw that Senior Brother Fang had been resting in the house all the time, so it was not good to come forward and disturb, it was a coincidence that you came out at this time, the trade fair is about to start, why don't you go and have a look together?"

Fang Mo nodded with a smile, followed Yan Feng to the bonfire, and randomly found a remote place to sit on the ground, while Yan Feng walked to another place and sat with his senior brother.

Some of these people were sitting together with their fellow sects, while others were sitting alone in one place, and even Fang Mo saw two disciples of the Heaven Stepping Sect, and after glancing at each other, they didn't pay attention to them.

In addition, Fang Mo also saw an old acquaintance, that is, Zhao Binyang, who escaped from his hands, beside him were two disciples of the Tianlan Sect, judging from the breath, one was the eighth layer of condensation, and the other was the ninth layer of condensation.

Zhao Binyang sneered, and whispered to the two Tianlan Sect disciples beside him, and the eyes of the three of them swept towards Fang Mo from time to time, especially the man who was condensing at the ninth layer, with a hideous scar like a centipede circling on the left side of his face, even if he didn't suppress the spirit out, but his body naturally revealed a fierce aura.

Fang Mo's face was expressionless, two eight layers of condensation and one ninth layer of condensation, although this combination was considered powerful, but he Fang Mo didn't have much fear in his heart, and An An was just divided, if he was so bullying and wanted to come up and step on him, then he wouldn't mind letting the other party know what it was like to kick down the iron plate.

At this moment, a fragrant wind came to his nose, Fang Mo looked to the side in a slight astonishment, and saw a beautiful woman sitting beside him, dressed in light gauze and white silk, with a little cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, beautiful and beautiful, revealing a soft and charming meaning.

"Linglong Pavilion, Yuan Xian'er, can I sit here?"

"Stepping Heaven Sect, Fang Mo. Fang Mo smiled slightly, took his eyes off her body, looked at the bonfire in front of him, and asked rhetorically, "Senior sister, you have sat down, can I still drive you away?"

"Giggles!" Yuan Xian'er covered her mouth and chuckled, "Senior brother, why don't you look at me when you speak, as if you are wary of me?"

Fang Mo smiled silently, he didn't think he had anything to attract if he was either a traitor or a thief, and that day in the square outside the ancestral hall, he was almost confused by just a glance at Yuan Xian'er, how could he not be more vigilant.

At this moment, among the several people in the Drifting Cloud Sect, one of the feather-crowned men walked out, clasped his fists at everyone and said, "Since everyone has arrived, then the trade fair will begin!

When Huang Xian spoke, his cultivation was slightly revealed, and the powerful aura of the ninth layer of condensing qi emanated, and he said with a smile: "It's still the old rule, if any Taoist friend has blood crystals for sale, I am willing to buy them at the price of 10,000 spirit stones! Of course, if you don't want spirit stones, all elixirs, heavenly and earthly treasures, and even elixirs and elixirs that restore spiritual energy, as long as Huang has them, he will definitely exchange them for everyone without hesitation." ”

Fang Mo's eyes flashed, one of the ten thousand spirit stones, it was really rich, with the aura contained in that blood crystal, if it was placed in the outside world, it would be around a thousand spirit stones, even if this blood crystal was extremely important in the ancestral land, but this price was definitely too high, I really don't know where this Huang Xian got so many spirit stones.

As Huang Xian's words fell, a disciple of the Feather Sect immediately stood up and said loudly: "Senior Brother Huang, I have good luck today, when I went out to hunt beasts, I was lucky enough to get two blood crystals, and I am willing to exchange them with you, but you only need to give me 10,000 spirit stones, and the remaining 10,000 spirit stones will be exchanged for an elixir that quickly restores spiritual energy!"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Cao of the Feather Sect, as long as there is a blood crystal, everything is easy to say!" Huang Xian arched his hand, patted the storage bag, and ten thousand spirit stones appeared directly on the ground, its shape was extremely spectacular, and then he took out a small bottle, threw it directly to the man, and said:

"This is the jade spirit pill, swallow one, even a monk of the ninth layer of condensation qi such as me can recover all the spiritual energy in only half an hour, the price is two hundred spirit stones outside, but in this ancestral land, two thousand spirit stones are needed, there are a total of five in this jade bottle, you can check carefully." ”

"Senior Brother Huang doesn't need to explain much, I naturally understand the rules. The monk surnamed Cao took the jade bottle, looked at it carefully, smelled it again, and then put the jade bottle and spirit stone into his storage bag, and then he took out two blood crystals and handed them to Huang Xian, and sat back in his place without saying a word.

Immediately after the monk surnamed Cao, three disciples from other sects stepped forward, each with a blood crystal and Huang Xian to exchange spirit stones, or exchange for spiritual elixirs to restore spiritual energy, as for those who needed spiritual herbs, elixirs and other heavenly treasures, there were many of them.

In just this one scene, Huang Xian had obtained five blood crystals, Fang Mo was secretly frightened, at this rate, he could collect all a hundred spirit stones in less than a month, except for spending some spirit stones and pills, he didn't need to take any risks.

At the same time, Fang Mo's heart was also pounding, he had long known that the elixir for restoring spiritual energy here was extremely important, but he didn't expect that it would be worth ten times as much as the outside world.

Just one jade spirit pill needs two thousand spirit stones, so isn't that stalactite spirit liquid in his storage bag worth tens of thousands of spirit stones in this ancestral land?

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mo suppressed the urge in his heart to take out the spiritual liquid and sell it, his wealth was not exposed, if such a treasure was known by these people, I am afraid that he would face a group attack.

"Senior Brother Fang seems to be restless, I don't know what I'm thinking?" Yuan Xian'er suddenly spoke, and when she looked at Fang Mo, she seemed to be smiling, with a hint of strangeness in her words.

"Could it be...... What kind of treasure does Senior Brother Fang have, and he has some scruples and is unwilling to take it out in public?"

Fang Mo was shocked in his heart, and looked at Yuan Xian'er suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.