Chapter 8: Qinghe Sword (Ask for Recommendation)

"God's intent?!"

Lu Snake shouted angrily: "How daring, dare to covet my Red Snake Martial Arts Gym secret?" ”

The muscles of his legs bulged, and his skin was abnormally red, as if he was about to do something if he didn't agree with him.

"But just the intent of the gods, how many disciples in your martial arts hall have seen it, so what? How many people have three changes in qi and blood, and who has successfully practiced strength? ”

Mu Canglong shook his head slowly.

For martial arts halls, as long as the money is enough, martial arts can be sold.

In his opinion, Lu Snake is like this, but he is just deliberately raising his own value.

"Master Lu."

At this moment, Fang Xi spoke: "I only need God's intention to watch for half a day, and in order to show my sincerity, I am willing to offer a thousand taels of silver!" ”

Land Snake: "......"

At this moment, the Red Snake Pavilion Master seemed to finally understand why She Lei had red eyes and attacked his own martial arts hall apprentice.

This Fang Gongzi is really as special as the rumors, he is a big fat sheep!

In the end, Lu Snake spoke, and his voice was dry: "Deal!" ”

It's not that he doesn't want to entangle, it's that the other party gives too much.

……

"Red Snake Legs God Intent!"

A quiet room.

Fang Xi looked at the animal skin in his hand and frowned.

On the animal skin, there are only a series of chaotic lines, like a landscape painting with splashed ink, just a few brushstrokes, but it is so strange that it is expressive, revealing a scene between the mountains and forests.

In the mountains and forests, on the grass, twisted curves are like snake shadows, coming and going, making people's scalp tingle.

"It is rumored that you must snake the eight methods to the point of three changes in qi and blood before you can watch the divine intent, and there are really some doorways."

Fang Xi nodded slightly, revealing a deep groan.

This divine intent is very strange, and ordinary copying will definitely not be able to obtain divine will.

Only the real core disciples of the Red Snake Martial Arts Pavilion can practice day and night against each other, and it is possible to practice true power!

"But that's just for the average artist."

The next moment, Fang Xi's palm flipped over, and a blank jade slip appeared.

He put the jade slip on his forehead, and his spiritual sense came out, imprinting the Red Snake God's intent on it little by little.

This is the means by which immortal cultivators record cheats!

No matter what kind of ancient books and atlases...... It can ensure the general effect of 'replication', and even without losing the charm, vivid!

Since the intention of this red snake god was originally drawn by a person, it means that it can be made, and ordinary people cannot copy it, but the strength and realm are not enough...... I used the Immortal Cultivator's spiritual sense to reproduce, which can be regarded as a trick......

After a while, Fang Xi looked at the divine intent in his jade slip and sighed.

If it was only in this Great Cool World, then I am afraid that only a martial artist who had cultivated the Red Snake Legs to an extremely high realm could try to depict this divine intent.

And now, he did it easily.

The reason why Lu Snake agreed, is that he thinks I can't copy and remember in a short time, right? ’

Now, it's a miscalculation. ’

Thinking of this, Fang Xi couldn't help but be very satisfied, went out to return God's intentions, let Lu Snake inspect it, and gave him a thank you gift.

Lu Snake flipped over and over the divine intent, confirmed that it was his genuine product, and directly hugged his fist: "The mountain is high and the road is far away, there will be a period later!" ”

"There will be a date later!"

Fang Xi knew that this person must have written down Liang Zi this time, but it didn't matter at all.

Anyway, the true legend of the red snake leg is in his own hands, and there is no need to ask for this person in the future.

I have to say that after arriving in Da Liang, Fang Xi's scruples were really much less.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

The Southern Wilderness cultivates the immortal realm.

Fang Xi looked at the snow outside the house that had begun to melt, stretched out his hand under the eaves, and took a drop of snow water: "Winter goes to spring, and making tea in snow water is also a great joy in life." ”

Half a month has passed since the last incident, and he officially gave up the Red Snake Martial Arts Pavilion and entered the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, receiving training from Mu Ethereal every day, and the White Cloud Palm is also a beginner.

In the Southern Wilderness, the craze of Purple Mountain is not far from over, and the prices of various talismans and magic weapons have skyrocketed.

Speaking of which, the last time Fang Xi bought the talisman, he made a small profit - now the price has increased.

"No, if you don't sell, it's not a profit at all, and I won't sell ......"

Fang Xi sighed and came to Fang City.

To his surprise, the popularity of this place has skyrocketed much compared to half a month ago, and there are a large number of monks, filling all kinds of stalls.

However, the price of talismans and magic weapons, which can immediately increase combat power, began to dive all the way.

Correspondingly, there were many more stalls selling materials from the Purple Secluded Mountain Secret Realm, Fang Xi just glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little.

Isn't that thing that is known as the fragment of the magic weapon in the secret realm the one sold by the old man Huang in the Fang Market before? It is known as a rookie thing.

In addition, there are a large number of fakes, as if overnight, every stall owner has become a winner of the secret realm.

Obviously, 90% of these things are fakes!

Even if it's genuine, Fang Xi can't afford it.

Therefore, he was in a good state of mind, just looking, and then getting into the crowd to find out the news.

"Hateful!"

"The secret realm of Purple Secluded Mountain is an opportunity to fall from the sky, why don't the Situ family and the Red Leaf Valley let us go into it?"

Many monks were indignant, and Fang Xi also understood.

It turned out that it was the Situ family who made a move, and not only that, but also united with a nearby foundation-building force, the Red Leaf Valley, to block Ziyou Mountain, and these scattered cultivators could only return in vain.

It is said that the other party has even dispatched to build a foundation for overhaul, and the Qi Refining Cultivator can only sigh with admiration.

"So it looks like it's time for Old Maitou to come back, right? It's going to be spring soon......"

Fang Xi sighed while strolling around the stalls.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he may be able to fulfill his previous long-cherished wish and purchase a low-grade magic weapon at a low price!

He looked at the stalls one by one, and at this time, many magic weapons were damaged, and some were stained with blood, obviously either from the wrong way, or after a tragic fight.

Moreover...... The price is still too high for him.

Fang Xi was not annoyed, and browsed through the past at will.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped in front of a stall, and he looked at a flying sword-like magic weapon on the stall in a daze.

This magic weapon is only a first-order lower grade, shaped like a green grass, one foot and three inches long, with several notches on the surface, and the damage is already quite serious.

The most important thing is that this flying sword magic weapon is known to Fang Xi!

It was the sword that Lao Maitou pressed at the bottom of the box!

This thing appeared here, and the fate of the old wheat head is no longer known.

Fang Xi sighed inwardly and looked at the stall owner, who was a big man in black, with a veil on his face and a sinister aura on his body.

Maybe the old wheat head died at the hands of this man. ’

Just when Fang Xi sighed, the black-clothed man also seemed to be aware of it, and looked at Fang Xi: "Boy...... Don't you have a crush on something? ”

His voice was low and tinged with a dangerous smack.

"Yes, I don't know how much this low-grade magic weapon flying sword is worth?" Fang Xi asked tentatively.

"Ordinary low-grade magic weapons, the price ranges from five to ten spirit stones, this flying sword is cheaper for you, four spirit stones." The man in black replied.

"Don't entertain me." An anxious look appeared on Fang Xi's face: "This magic weapon is close to being broken, and now that the price of the magic weapon has dropped, the four spirit stones are really ...... higher."

"And how much do you give?" Obviously, the man in black had just quoted a random price to slaughter a fat sheep before, but when he heard Fang Xi's words, he immediately changed his words.

If it was really according to the four spirit stones, I am afraid that this magic weapon would not be able to be sold until death.

"A spirit stone!"

Fang Xi thought for a moment and gestured a finger.

"You're entertaining someone?" The black-clothed man was displeased: "At least three spirit stones!" ”

"Look at this magic weapon, there are cracks in the formation lines, it can't be said that the mana is not flexible, and there is a gap on the blade, and the sword may be broken if you talk to people...... "After all, it is in the Fang Market, Fang Xi is a little bolder, and he dares to kill and bargain."

After some bargaining, he finally sold two spirit stones and three spirit crystals.

Fang Xi's face was full of pain, and he took out all kinds of fine spirit crystals from his whole body, and finally made up the price and bought the 'Qinghe Sword' in his hand.

In fact, after purchasing the magic weapon flying sword this time, he did exhaust all his inventory, and for the next period of time, he couldn't even afford to eat spiritual rice, so he could only eat mortal rice.

But Fang Xi was very willing and felt that it was worth it.

If it weren't for the current market chaos and the big plunge in the price of magic weapons, it would not be so easy for him to get a low-grade magic weapon.

……

Shanty.

Back in the room, closing the door, Fang Xi took out the Qinghe sword.

He looked at this flying sword, his face was cloudy, and the cold light on the blade shone on Fang Xi's face, bringing a different feeling.

After a long time, Fang Xi put down the flying sword: "I can't think of it...... The first magic weapon in my life actually came from Lao Maitou. ”

Thinking of the scene when Lao Maitou took out the flying sword and fought to the death, Fang Xi couldn't help but sigh secretly, and he was even more vigilant to himself, he must not learn from Lao Maitou!

He has a golden finger, and he should leave room for others to behave in the future, and he must not risk his life for a little profit!

"Fortunately, the Situ family united with the Red Leaf Valley and quelled the riots."

Fang Xi put away the Qinghe Sword and prepared to go to the Great Liang World tomorrow to learn the techniques of magic weapon manipulation.

At the same time, I feel a little lighter.

The chaotic environment and the turmoil in people's hearts before really made Fang Xi unhappy.

If the riots continued, he was ready to leave the city for a while to avoid trouble.

"Even now, it's not particularly safe."

Fang Xi glanced around and made a decision in his heart!

He's going to dig a hole, dig a cellar, and it's better to prepare an escape route!

It's a big project, but it can be done slowly.

And, in the future, you can travel between the two worlds, you can choose to do it in the cellar!

It's also a cover-up.