Dependents?

Saturday's eyes narrowed, and he could call it a dependent. Only the Devil's Way is.

But this thing doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Demon Dao.

The steam dispersed, and the figure flew close for them to see.

The man was not ugly, even handsome, his face was pale and sickly, and he was dressed in a wide black robe, and his figure was hidden in the black robe, which fluttered in the air like a ghost.

There is no magic weapon, but he can fly alone.

Land Immortals!

Saturday Fang sighed, this is a bit of trouble.

They are only refining qi at the ninth order, and they are afraid that they will not be able to deal with a land immortal.

Wang Hu didn't have this concern, the Shidan Fa itself is indomitable, no one is afraid, they already have the Fa concept, and if they find their own way, Wang Hu will not waver.

At least one land immortal he didn't feel threatened wouldn't make him feel shaken.

That means that the realm is not high.

"Changshengzhuang?" Wang Hu asked.

"Exactly."

The black-robed man smiled slightly, "In the lower Song Zhaofeng, from Changshengzhuang, Daoyou is very face-to-face, and the breath is also very face-to-face, which sect is from?" ”

"Golden Immortal Gate!" Wang Hu shouted.

"I've never heard of it, it's really unfamiliar, but look at its mana fluctuations. It's our fellow minor. ”

Song Zhaofeng said with a smile: "Since you are a fellow Daoist, then forget it, if you look for me Changshengzhuang, you don't have to cause such a movement, these blood beasts were originally in human form, used for captivity, but now they have transformed into shapes, but they have broken my cultivation method and woken up." Next time, remember that every year on the fifteenth day of July, we will wake up once, and if you have any requirements, you can come to me at that time. ”

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have been so polite.

The blood beast is a helpless move, once a person turns into a blood beast, its blood-sucking effect will disappear, but when it turns into a blood beast, it will wake up the people of the Immortal Village who are cultivating the law, and it is used as a reminder.

In order for them to cultivate, their mortals will not be worried about by others.

But once he woke up, these blood beasts were useless, and he needed to find new mortals.

If it was a normal situation, he would have questioned it a long time ago.

But this time is different.

The disciples of Changshengzhuang, in addition to sucking blood and cultivating, have a characteristic of their methods, which is that they can observe their blood flow and look at their roots and bones.

Among these two people, one of them formed the Fa Concept, which should be the ninth order of qi refining, and the other one was not bad.

And the flow of his blood is very young, and his age is definitely not more than one hundred and fifteen.

One hundred and fifty years of Qi refining ninth order?

I don't know which talented disciple in the Mixed Yuan Dao is.

I haven't heard the name of the Golden Immortal Sect, but this is normal, there are so many sects in the Central Plains, I haven't heard too much.

He can't remember all the Chudi sect alone, this sect goes back and forth, I don't know when a new one will appear, who will remember that thing.

These two people, I'm afraid they have heard of his name of Changshengzhuang, and they came to buy things.

Instead of questioning, it is better to have a good fate, and when these two build a foundation, it can be regarded as a friendship.

It is true that the Qi Refining Rank is a servant, but those who are gifted and intelligent are not among them.

Sooner or later, the foundation will be built, and it will also be seen as the foundation.

"Two, please come inside." Song Zhaofeng stretched out his hand with a smile and gestured towards the main building in the center of the fort.

But the two of them didn't move.

They didn't dare to enter other people's dens, and they dared to enter this fort, which was already counted.

Song Zhaofeng didn't care, and continued: "Are the two of you here to buy something?" ”

Saturday Fang thought for a while and said, "What are you selling?" ”

"Changshengzhuang sells a lot of things, such as this blood beast."

Song Zhaofeng pointed to the blood beast below and said, "The blood beast can be used as a mount, a pet, or a nursing home." There is a longevity in its blood beast, and if the longevity is not reached, it will not die, it is broken into eight pieces, and as long as the blood is fed, it can be regenerated. ”

"Our specialties are blood smoke and blood incense, which are no worse than the Smell Incense Sect, they are all good things for banquets, how much do you want?" He said with a smile.

Cultivation, not chilling, in addition to ascending to immortals, it is to do business, doing business is also for the silver tael, and having the silver tael is also for better ascension to the immortal.

The spices of the Wenxiang Sect are mostly used for cooking purposes, and they are the most widely used, but the things of their Changshengzhuang are also necessities after tea and dinner, especially those frolicking places, which they like the most.

If you want to have fun, you still have to choose their things.

"In addition, we also have a way to boost longevity, but presumably the two of you don't need it very much, if there are elders who need it, you can bring a message for it, of course, the price is very high." Song Zhaofeng said.

"How to boost Shouyuan?" I'll ask again on Saturday.

"The importance of this sect is inconvenient to disclose." Song Zhaofeng shook his head.

"What realm are you?" Wang Hu suddenly spoke.

"I'm a little ashamed, it's not as talented as the two Taoist friends, and they have lived in vain for 4,200 years, which is a realm of insight, and it is far from being smart."

Having said that, Song Zhaofeng has nothing to be ashamed of.

Those who can go to the land immortals are all geniuses, so what's not to say.

"A realm?"

Wang Hu and Liu Fang glanced at each other, revealing a touch of essence.

Saturday Fang thought for a long time and nodded heavily.

Changsheng Zhuang's fighting ability is not good, and it is even better than the previous Golden Immortal Sect.

If it's just a realm, then it may not be impossible to try, but it really doesn't work, they also have a way to escape

Saturday Fang said: "Fellow Daoist, don't hide it, we want a lot of money, the price of this blood smoke and blood incense"

"It depends on how big it is."

Song Zhaofeng said: "One or two pieces of blood smoke, two or two of blood incense, but the first time I saw two Taoist friends, I formed a good fate, less than 100 pieces, I will score 95, more than 100 pieces, I count two people eighty into five, how about it?" ”

"So expensive?" Saturday Fang was surprised.

The information given by Gongmingle before also has the price of things produced by other sects.

Like a restaurant, a meal is only a few cents or a dozen cents, and the price of those vegetables is even lower, even if it is the gold and silver jewelry made by those sects, most of them are cheap.

One tael of silver, one thousand dollars, in exchange for the Central Plains, it must be a thousand mortal families suffering a huge tragedy.

The family is ruined and people are in bad condition!

According to his quantity, this is a hundred. It had to be something that happened to some mortals.

"Come down."

Saturday Fang said: "Let's discuss it carefully." ”

Song Zhaofeng did not doubt that he had him, and his figure fell.

As long as it is not a demonic way, he dares to come down completely, even if the evil way comes here, it will be traded.

No one can steal anything from their Changsheng Village, they don't sell inventory, they sell freshly made.

What good is it to kill him?

On the contrary, those evil ways need these things more for pleasure.

Merely.

Some people don't come to buy things.

"Fellow Daoists, Fellow Daoists"

As soon as Song Zhaofeng landed, Wang Hu on the side directly moved, and his momentum was horizontal, making Song Zhaofeng suddenly stagnate, and his huge fist smashed down like a grinding disc.

Bang!!

With just one punch, the man's upper body was shattered, and a large amount of blood flew out.

But there was only blood and no flesh.

"You guys!!"

As soon as the flying blood was collected and turned into Song Zhaofeng's body again, he retreated repeatedly, his face was gloomy, "You guys are here to find fault?!" ”

(End of chapter)