The purpose of the existence of the Blood Lan Fortress is to prevent the alien demons from entering the hinterland of the Zhongyuan Continent, but after several giant dragons migrated to the Blood Lan Void Crack more than ten years ago, the Haotian Temple transferred the Gale Legion stationed here, and with the arrival of a large number of low-level cultivators, this military fortress is more full of commercial atmosphere.

The temple in the Blood Lan Fortress is called the Blood Lan Temple, which is the lowest level of the Haotian Temple, located in the center of the fortress, and consists of a main hall and several side halls. The whole temple is made of white lilacs, which is the temple flower of the Haotian Temple, representing the teachings of Haotian - although I am small, I can decorate a piece of heaven and earth!

In a living house behind the temple, Nie Licheng, who was dressed and ready to go to the main hall for duty, was blocked at the door by his nephew early in the morning.

"Uncle, you want to avenge me, those bastards in the camp of Sin City, killed so many of my companions, and cut off my ears," Nie Donghu's ears had grown anew, and as soon as the injury was healed, he found his uncle's name, "As long as you say a word, I will take the temple guards and personally go to arrest that lowly camel merchant..."

With a "snap", Nie Licheng directly gave Nie Donghu a mouthful, and then dragged the stunned Nie Donghu into the house, "You..." pointed at him and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Temple guards, do you dare to think that the old man can easily command?" Nie Licheng said angrily, cutting off his nephew's ear, that is, slapping Nie Licheng's face, as the priest who presided over the sacrifice of the Blood Lan Temple, the entire fortress, who didn't stammer him, who dared not give him face?

"Then what should I do? He is hiding in the camp of Sin City, there are birds and beasts to protect him, is it that my ears, those brothers of mine, are all dead in vain, he has killed so many people, is there no one who can cure him?" Nie Donghu said with a crying face, suddenly remembered something, and continued: "Either you complain to the above and remove the head of the beast camp, so that I..."

Nie Licheng shook his head, the local magistrate has the responsibility of supervising the place, until Nie Donghu was tortured by the beasts last year and driven out of the camp in the sin city, he has sent three letters in a row to sue the beasts, but until now, other things have been replied quickly, but there is no news of this matter.

For more than ten years, there have been not 10,000 but thousands of low-level cultivators like Nie Donghu who have been tortured by beasts, many of whom are children of wealthy families, and many of them are angry, so they privately took the masters of the family to go to the beasts to ask for an "explanation", and as a result... Nothing came of it.

It doesn't matter if the high-level of the temple like a beast wants to take revenge but can't beat the head of the camp, even Nie Licheng is also very tricky.

The Blood Lan Fortress is directly under the jurisdiction of the Haotian Temple, and does not belong to the jurisdiction of the local state city, in the temple regulations, it is under the jurisdiction of the Divine Servant Mansion, the problem is that the Divine Servant Mansion here has been empty for more than ten years, and for some reason, no one has come to take office.

You must know that the Haotian Temple is the power structure of the head of the first hall, the second divine servant, the third divine envoy, and the four bishops, and the rights of the divine servant are second only to the head of the hall, and the level of the divine envoy bishop. And now, this seat that I don't know how many people have broken their heads to earn is actually empty, and it has been empty for more than ten years.

"According to you, that kid has awakened the armor, so it is impossible for him not to come to the temple to sacrifice, I don't believe that the beasts will follow him all day long, do you know what I mean?" After thinking about it for a while, Nie Licheng said hatefully, his Nanzhong Nie family is not a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch.

"You mean..."Nie Donghu laughed fishy, as long as his uncle spoke, inside and outside the Blood Lan Fortress, there was nothing he didn't dare to do.

Nie Licheng glared at Nie Donghu, threw him a dark ring, turned around and walked out.

"Space Ring..."Nie Donghu's eyebrows curled up in surprise.

....

In the early morning, the east gate of the fortress was bustling, and the long convoy lined up from the gate to several miles away, and the materials on the cart would be transferred to the fifty or sixty camps under the fortress after being transferred through the trading houses in the fortress.

Fang Cheng, who carried the basket on his back, followed the caravan and slowly entered the city, and in the basket behind him and the bag placed horizontally on the basket, there were more than 10,000 divine grace certificates in it, so he had to carefully go around a big circle to avoid the west city gate where there were robbers, and instead it took half a day to turn to the east city gate.

After entering the city, Fang Cheng did not go straight to the temple, but came to a trading house next to the Sky Station.

"Dad, why are you opening the door alone, Brother Fang Ping?" Fang Cheng greeted the shopkeeper who opened the door, and immediately stepped forward to help.

This business house owner in his early fifties is surnamed Fang, his name is Fang Ji, and he is the caravan guy who picked up Fang Cheng at the city gate back then. When choosing a name for Fang Cheng, in order to thank him for saving his life, the old man asked Fang Cheng to take the surname Fang Ji.

"Chengzi, why is it so early?" Fang Ji put down the wooden board in his hand and smiled to pick up the back basket behind Fang Cheng, "Your eldest brother went down to deliver the goods yesterday, and it is estimated that it will take three or four days to come back." ”

Fang Ping is Fang Ji's son, for example, Fang Cheng is four years older, Fang Cheng spends most of his time in the camp of Sin City, since he was twelve years old, he has been a camel merchant, and he has more contact with the Fang family's father and son, because Fang Cheng was picked up by Fang Ji, and his surname is Fang, Fang Ji's family is quite good, so he treats Fang Cheng as his own son.

The two of them entered the trading house as they spoke, and Fang Cheng poured out all the divine grace certificates in the backpack.

"What is this, I don't have old eyes, right?The teeth of the spider demon, I haven't seen them for many years, and there are still eagle demons..."Fang Ji exclaimed, quickly covered his mouth, circled around the counter, found a broom and fought according to Fang Cheng.

"I beat you to death, and told you that you are not allowed to go to the Alien Demon Cemetery, you don't want to die, how many times have I told you, just think about it, how many lives are swallowed in that place every year?" Fang Ji angrily raised the broom and slammed it on Fang Cheng's back, and tears of anger flowed out.

"You have to find your parents in the future, you don't want to die, since you follow Lao Tzu's surname Fang, the beasts and birds do not spare your life, Lao Tzu is rare, from tomorrow, you come back to do business with me, I have gone to negotiate with the beasts several times, this time, he did not agree to Lao Tzu to cut off the supplies in his camp!"

There is only where to find the divine grace certificates on these high-level alien demons, Fang Ji, who has been mixed in the Blood Lan Fortress for decades, knows better than Fang Cheng, as for selling them from outside, this is a joke, there is no place where the divine grace certificates are cheaper than here.

Therefore, Fang Ji immediately knew that Fang Cheng had gone to the Alien Demon Cemetery.

Fang Cheng knelt in front of Fang Ji and let Fang Ji beat and scold, he also knew that Fang Ji cared about him, but Fang Ji didn't know what kind of life he had lived in the Sin City camp all these years, and what he stayed in Sin City for.

"Dad, what do you think this is?" After Fang Ji was tired of scolding enough, Fang Cheng activated the divine armor on his left arm.

"Ahh Have you awakened the armor seed?" Fang Ji, who had been dealing with cultivators all day long, immediately recognized it, Fang Ji was not happy, on the contrary, the whole person was stunned, he knew that Fang Cheng, who had awakened the armor seed, would no longer be able to live an ordinary life with him.

"Alas, no wonder they want to leave you in Sin City! But even if you become a cultivator, you can't go to the Demon Cemetery, with your business methods, you don't even have to kill the Demon Demon, you can earn more than those Demon Hunters!"

What can Fang Cheng say? Fang Cheng couldn't tell him that cultivators couldn't improve without going through battle, and Fang Cheng couldn't tell him that as soon as he started cultivating, he had to race against life, and he wouldn't have time to do business, not even killing alien demons, if he couldn't be promoted to the Phantom Armor Realm within two years, otherwise he would die.

"Dad, I'll pay attention, come, help me calculate how much divine grace there is!" Fang Cheng said and pulled Fang Ji to sit down, and while cleaning up the divine grace certificate, he pulled up the family routine, "Dad, how is the business lately?"

"Alas" Fang Ji sighed, a trace of sadness flashed on his face, "Recently, there has been no peace outside the city, several camel merchants have died, and the city is not quiet, the Zhongnan Commercial Bank has taken the lead in asking our various firms to reduce the ratio of divine grace certificates to gold coins to one to seven, but the pressure is so low, what else can the camel merchants do in business? For this reason, there are several businesses that have not been executed, and they have all been smashed. ”

"But don't worry, although the business of the Divine Grace Certificate is very profitable, without it, we can feed our family by sending material supplies to the camp. ”

Fang Cheng knew some of this, but at present, he was powerless to change anything, so he could only comfort his father a few words.

After some liquidation, he obtained a divine grace certificate equivalent to 13,654 points of divine grace, excluding the 50,000 gold coins to be given to the red dragon Honghuo, that is, 5,000 divine graces, Fang Cheng still had more than 8,600 divine graces.

What kind of concept is this? It can be said that a cultivator who kills a demon here for a year can accumulate seven or eight thousand divine graces without being seriously injured.

In other words, it only took five days for Fang Cheng to earn someone else's income for a year.

"Dad, you exchange five thousand divine grace gold coins for me, and the next time Brother Fang Ping goes to Sin City to deliver supplies, let him bring them over!" Fang Cheng thought about it, with his current strength, without Liao Xiu's assistance, if he ran into a robber, he wouldn't be able to bring back 50,000 gold coins at all, and he didn't want to waste time on a detour, even if he made a detour, it was difficult to say that he wouldn't run into a robber.

And the gold coins are much safer to follow the caravan, and the caravan is guarded by cultivators.

"In addition, give me another two thousand divine grace gold coins, I will ask for it soon!" Fang Cheng said and pushed the seven thousand divine grace to Fang Ji, and his brother still had to settle the account, between Fang Cheng and Fang Ji, the relationship has always been affection, and business is business.

"Okay, I'll give you 20,000 gold coins right away!" Fang Ji said as he put away the Divine Grace Certificate, turned around and went to the treasury to bring Fang Cheng 20,000 gold coins.