When the day dawns, you will see.

But the night was long.

At three o'clock, the night in the capital is getting thicker, and the last lantern that can be seen in the Fang market in the distance has also been extinguished.

In fact, there is a curfew in the capital most of the time, which starts at the beginning of the new year, but there are exceptions at two times.

One is the day of the big festival, and the other is the time when the new emperor ascends the throne.

No matter what means Zhuge Yijun used to ascend to the throne of the new emperor, it is clear that he did not intend to break with the tradition, and the curfew time of the first month of the new emperor's accession to the throne will be shifted to the beginning of the year.

But in fact, by this time, where is not the rest of the place, except for a few places?

When the last bright lantern in the distance went out, the courtyard where Fang Zhen lived welcomed new guests.

"Brother Fang, can you see it conveniently?" Situ Han actually visited at night again.

Fang Zhen seemed to have expected someone to come, and after Zhuge Yuanxun left, he had been sitting on a leisurely chair in the small courtyard, and at this time, Situ Han appeared abruptly like a ghost, and he didn't look surprised, and said, "Brother Situ came late at night and didn't know what happened?"

"I heard that Brother Fang came here this time to do business, and the junior brother came to ask what kind of deal it was?" Situ Han said lightly, and he had already walked within seven steps of Fang Zhen as he spoke.

Fang Zhen slowly opened his eyes at this time, a ghostly light flashed in the depths of his eyes, he sat up slightly straighter and smiled at Situ Han, and said, "Naturally, it's a big deal, but I don't know what Brother Situ is asking for?"

"Asking about buying and selling is naturally to do business, isn't Brother Fang going to do this business with the Situ family?" Situ Han sat down on the stone bench opposite Fang Zhen in a slow posture.

The stone bench had been there in the first place, as if it had been waiting for the guests who were bound to arrive during the long night.

As for who the guests are, it doesn't seem to matter too much.

"Of course, businessmen do business with everyone, but not everyone is suitable to be a guest!" Fang Zhen smiled meaningfully, and with a gesture of his hand, a palm-sized talisman-like thing appeared in his hand, and he put it on the square table in front of Situ Han.

Situ Han looked at the talisman quietly twice, but he didn't directly reach out and pick up the talisman from the table, but said: "Some time ago, when I heard that the Qingshan Sect and the Juding Sect were fighting, the Qingshan Sect took out a large number of spiritual weapons to let a group of martial artists from the Martial Human Realm exert the strength of the cultivators of the Psychic Realm, I wonder if Brother Fang knows about this?"

"I know, I will know all about this matter when I go around Qingshan Town, and there was a royal army lurking next to Qingyu Mountain at that time, Brother Situ's news should have been obtained from them, right? I just don't know if Brother Situ has met Mr. Li Gui, the leader of that army? I once had a relationship with Mr. Li Gui, and I haven't seen him for so long, so I miss him a little!"

Fang Zhen smiled and picked up the small talisman again, and after entering a little True Yuan into it, he threw it out.

The small talisman fell five meters away, and there was no reaction after it landed, just lying quietly on a clump of grass, looking nothing out of the ordinary.

"Brother Situ do me a favor!" Fang Zhen made a gesture of invitation to Situ Han.

Situ Han hesitated for a moment, then took out a piece of broken silver casually, and after laughing, he shook his body and shot the broken silver out.

At that moment, what he burst out was the strength of the peak of the Psychic Realm.

The broken silver turned into a bright line and shot straight at the talisman, breaking through the air into a sharp but short scream.

The broken silver shot from the peak of a psychic realm was enough to shatter a piece of steel, Situ Han's blow used eighty percent of his strength, and the true yuan wrapped in the broken silver was filled with an extremely powerful aura.

The Situ family's Yiqigong is quite powerful in terms of explosiveness.

Syllable!

A True Yuan shield suddenly appeared to block Situ Han's blow of eight successful powers, and layers of ripples appeared on the shield, as turbulent as the surface of a lake that had been hit by a boulder, but after a few breaths, the shield quickly calmed down.

"Brother Situ, why don't you try a few more times?" Fang Zhen said on the side.

A hint of surprise flashed in Situ Han's eyes, he thought of what kind of business Fang Zhen was going to do, but he didn't expect that what the other party took out was actually such a thing.

Except for the little True Yuan injected into the square mark at the beginning, Situ Han did not sense any traces of the installation of any Yuan Crystal or Spirit Stone in the talisman, and just such a thing blocked the blow of his eight powers, and the shield appeared at the moment of his attack.

Situ Han once again touched something, but this time it was a steel dart.

He waited for a moment before he saw the shield on the talisman dissipate, and as soon as the shield dissipated, he immediately unleashed the steel dart in his hand.

This steel dart is one of Situ Han's killer features, and under all his strength, the steel dart shot out at a speed that was several times faster than the previous broken silver.

Syllable!

The sound of hitting the shield from before rang out again, and the shield instantly reappeared, and a fairly obvious crack appeared at the point of impact, but it was not completely shattered.

The steel dart wrapped in the true yuan was consumed on the shield, and it fell weakly.

This time, Situ Han didn't wait for the ripples on the shield to subside and hit a dart again, and he heard a ping-pong sound The shield shattered, and the talisman also exploded into pieces.

Situ Han's pupils dilated a little, this small talisman actually blocked his eight successful power one blow and ten successful power one blow, although he broke the shield the last time, but in fact, it was a trick, everyone knew that when the true yuan shield rippled, he could easily break the shield by attacking the center of the ripple once again.

That talisman can't be dodged on the ground, but if it's carried on someone, how many deadly attacks can it block?

"What is the value of this thing?" Situ Han immediately thought of the most critical point.

If this thing can't be mass-produced or the cost is too high, then its value is not high, its defense power should be similar to that of a cultivator from the sixth to seventh heavens of the psychic realm, if it is carried by the cultivator, although it can save a life, but in fact, it does not have much advantage.

The advantage of this thing is the same as the spirit weapon long knife that appeared during the war between the Qingshan Sect and the Juding Sect, giving the martial artist the power to rival the psychic realm.

This thing was developed for mortals.

But the problem is the cost.

"One gold, no need for any additional energy supply, whether it is the true qi of a martial artist or the true yuan of a cultivator, it can be activated, when it is not in use, it will charge itself, a day of charging can maintain an hour's activation state, and it can reserve up to three hours of activation state, its defense power has been seen by Brother Situ just now, and it can work normally for a year before it is destroyed!"