The conversation over there continued, Fang Junyao couldn't help but smile and continued to listen, and heard a person say: "I don't think Master Lonely Wu will definitely not hand over Jing'an, maybe even someone will be sent away at this time, didn't Xuanqingmen do the same at the beginning, that Rao Chengshuang brought Yuanying Monk to the door, but Fang Junyao ran away a long time ago." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi also seemed to be listening carefully, and he didn't see him take a sip of the tea in his hand when it was cold, the man said, and someone next to him suddenly interrupted his words, "That Rao Chengshuang is indeed unbelievably thick, but I don't think he did it this time, what's the use of him asking for a little monk?" ”

"This ...... Who knows? So what was the use of Fang Junyao that he wanted back then? ”

“…… That Fang Junyao was not tolerated by the world because he did something hurtful to the heavens and reason, Rao Chengshuang wanted her, she must also be a major sect above to get rid of this tumor, Rao Chengshuang is just a small role in doing things, but the little master of Jing'an cultivates the pure heart path that does not involve red dust, it makes no sense for Rao Chengshuang to offend him, this must not be done by Rao Chengshuang! ”

Fang Junyao heard it in the clouds, she had been in retreat for a hundred years, it seemed that the immortal cultivation world was very lively, picking up the Qingni Sword, Fang Junyao planned to find an inn to live in before making plans.

Because of this matter of Dingzen Buddhism, there are many monks who come to join in the fun, and the room in the inn is extremely difficult to book, Fang Junyao walked a long way, and finally found a small inn in a very remote alley, booked a room with a heavenly number to live in, and entered the house, she immediately removed the disguise, although it is already a knot Dan cultivation, but maintaining this spell also requires aura, and it can be saved.

When night fell, Fang Junyao changed his appearance and turned into an inconspicuous pockmarked face and walked out of the inn.

The bazaar is still as lively as a hundred years ago, a hundred years is nothing for monks, so those shops have not changed, Fang Junyao has a clear purpose, and finally got into a slightly more remote shop.

An old man in the shop was dozing off, and when he heard footsteps, he lifted his eyelids, "The small shop has all kinds of alchemy refining materials, what do customers need?" ”

"Do you accept the materials?" Fang Junyao rubbed the Qiankun ring in her hand, she didn't have many spirit stones before she went up the mountain, and she exchanged many things on the mountain, but the spirit stones were also scarce, and she needed money to walk in the immortal cultivation realm, so it was better to exchange the things she didn't need in her hand for some money.

"What do you have, take it out and take a look."

Fang Junyao took out a fist-sized pearl and put it on the counter.

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, "Can you please wait a moment while the little old man will take it and inspect it?" ”

"Let's go"

The old man hurriedly closed the door of the shop, picked up the pearl and went into the inner room.

This one was taken by Fang Junyao from Yunya Mountain, when she found the dragon's eye bead in the stream below the mountain, she moved her mind, and on the way down the mountain, she went to the mountain where she had settled before, and dive into the lake after eating the water knotweed fruit, and sure enough, she found some good things in it, and this fist-sized pearl was found in the lake.

Pearls are spiritual beads full of aura, which may not be very rare for monks, and they are not of much benefit to cultivation, but if the fist-sized spirit beads are sold to those female monks, they can definitely be worth a good price, and if they are sold to refiners to inlay magic weapons, the price is even better.

The old man came back excitedly, "This fellow Daoist, I don't know what price you plan to sell this bead?" ”

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones," Fang Junyao opened his mouth.

"This ...... A hundred is not worth it," the old man said immediately, "After all, this thing is of little use in cultivation. ”

"But those women will definitely like it, and the refiners will also be interested, you know, a hundred high-grade spirit stones are easy to find, and such a large spirit bead is rare."

"How about seventy?" The old man haggles.

"A hundred, not a single less."

"Eighty?"

Fang Jun looked at the sky from afar and did not speak.

"Ninety? The price is already good, after all, we also have to make money and money, don't we? ”

Fang Junyao pursed his lips, "If this thing is taken to auction, it will definitely be more than two hundred high-grade spirit stones, such a big one, if I don't need money urgently, how can I sell it to you." ”

The old man scratched his head, which had few hairs, "Okay, good, a hundred is a hundred, do you plan to take cash or silver tickets?" ”

"Just cash in hand," Fang Junyao said.

It didn't take long for him to get a hundred high-grade spirit stones, and the old man watched Fang Junyao go out, and immediately smiled, the fist-sized spirit beads were put at the auction for more than two hundred high-grade spirit stones! Those high-ranking monks smiled for Bo Hongyan, three or four hundred high-grade spirit stones can be taken out at will, if it is inlaid, this bead can be sold for a higher price, and the number he can draw from it is more than fifty high-grade spirit stones, and he really made money today!

Fang Jun carried the spirit stone and wandered back to the inn.

A good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, Fang Junyao turned into the bearded strong man again, and followed a group of monks to the mountain gate of Dingzen Buddhism, I heard that Rao Chengshuang was going to appear with a master today, she wanted to see what kind of character Rao Chengshuang was.

Outside the gate of Dingzen Mountain, those monks pretended to pass by here occasionally, one or two were nothing, but dozens of hundreds of people pretended to be too fake, Fang Junyao raised his hand to wipe his sweat, but he touched a handful of beards, but he was startled, and looked around, the scholar in Tsing Yi was standing alone under the tree and looking at this side.

"Yo, my brother is also here to see the excitement today!" Fang Junyao stepped forward and addressed him from Daoyou to Brother, but today he has automatically changed to Elder Brother, the scholar in Tsing Yi didn't speak, just smiled slightly.

"I don't know what kind of cultivation this Rao Chengshuang is, you say, will he appear today? This Zen Buddhism is not a persimmon that is easy to pinch, and the masters are like clouds, how can they be easily bullied? ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi shook his head, "Rao Chengshuang will definitely not appear, if it does, it must not be Rao Chengshuang." ”

Fang Junyao scratched his beard, "Why is my brother so sure?" ”

Before the scholar in Tsing Yi could speak, a thunderstorm exploded in front of the mountain gate, a white light flashed, and then a man's voice sounded: "Master Lonely, I have a little trouble with Lingtu Jing'an, I have come to ask for advice today, and I hope the master will allow it!" ”

Everyone suddenly quieted down, and they stretched their necks to see who it was, and they saw a man in green clothes standing in front of the mountain gate, a little far away, and the person had his back to this side, Fang Junyao didn't see his face, but that figure, look at it...... Somewhat familiar?

She subconsciously glanced back at the people around her, the scholar in Tsing Yi looked over there and didn't speak, and the man in Tsing Yi over there stood quietly after saying that sentence loudly, and the surroundings were talking, "That's Rao Chengshuang?" Doesn't it mean that people are arrogant? Pretty modest, huh? ”

"Then you are talking nonsense, how can you be a humble person if you dare to shout in front of the mountain gate of others?"