Not to mention that he had always disliked his satin blue clothes, just the act of hanging the flying sword behind him, Fang Nan felt that this was really a bit silly, and there was no grace at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although this can make the identity of Fang Nan Yuqing Sect's disciple more conspicuous, for him, who has always regarded low-key as the rule of action, it is really quite uncomfortable to be stared at by countless eyes with different thoughts when he walks on the street.

Moreover, Fang Nan is not ignorant, these foreign affairs disciples can also take care of those trivial matters, if there is a dispute and conflict between the Qi refining cultivators, they will naturally take a step back in the face of the Yuqing Sect, but if there are really some masters who make trouble, don't they have to rely on the sect seniors sitting here?

But fortunately, Fang Nan's ability to adapt to the environment was outstanding, and after walking through a few street corners, Fang Nan slowly calmed down and began to turn a blind eye to the gazes projected around him.

Speaking of which, this is just because Linchuan Fang City is newly opened, and the monks who come to trade are curious about the sect behind the Fang City.

After another street crossing, Fang Nan saw that he was about to reach the edge of Fang Market in front of him, so he was about to change directions and walk back, just turned around, his eyes swept over the attic on the right, but he was suddenly stunned and stopped in place.

I saw that at the corner of a few feet away from him, on the plaque of the attic building that was five or six stories high, there were three gilded characters of "Five Symbols".

"Five talismans?"

Fang Nan sighed lightly, if he remembered correctly, the "Five Talismans" shopkeeper in the Fang Market near the Yuqing Mountains had mentioned that his shop was a big force with a semicolon in the entire Jiazhou, and judging from the handwriting on this plaque, it did seem to be written by one person.

Could it be that the newly opened Linchuanfang City of Wuzhang Fu is huge, and it can't help but set up a store here?

Smiling lightly, Fang Nan suddenly remembered that he was still like the shopkeeper Luo had promised, and he would sell him some rarer spirit runes in the future, so as to continue to enjoy the discounted price. However, this verbal promise is only valid in that branch, there is no one who is familiar with him in this house, not to mention that the spirit runes he made the previous year were all dumped last time, and now there are only a few in his hand, so what kind of transaction can he talk about.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and continued to walk forward.

Just after taking a few steps, a quarrel came from the door of the five runes, and the tone and voice became more and more intense, Fang Nan frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked back.

"Sixty spirit stones?haha, Luo Fatty, are you dreaming that you can't come true! With the quality of Shen's spirit rune, you dare to pay this price?" An arrogant young man's voice suddenly sounded, and his tone was full of anger.

"Dreaming, hehe, Luo has been in charge of the five talismans for more than ten years, and it is the first time that he has been questioned like this, in my opinion, it is Shen Daoyou who is blinded by lard, and wants to come to the old man to dream of making a fortune, right?" As soon as the young man's voice fell, an old voice full of displeasure sounded closely.

"Interesting. ”

Fang Nan's gaze moved towards the door, and when he saw the source of the old man's voice, the corners of his mouth took on a slightly strange color, and after muttering for a while, he smiled slightly, and walked directly towards the five runes.

Originally, this level of dispute could not attract his interest at all, and it was unlikely to develop to the point of violating the rules of the market, but at such a glance, he actually saw the figure of an acquaintance, and the situation was very different.

On the other side, the two were still arguing, and they didn't notice Fang Nan approaching at all.

"What are you talking about, is it wrong to say it next?" The arrogant young man's voice was even louder, and he looked angry and laughed, "Open your dog's eyes and see, this is a mid-level spirit rune, this grade spirit rune, I'm afraid you haven't even seen it, and I'm embarrassed to say that it's inferior?"

"Hmph, not only is it an inferior product, but because of improper preservation, most of the spirituality has already been lost, and the price given by the old man for fifty spirit stones is already for the sake of your family, what else do you want?"

The person arguing with him was an old man in a gray robe, short and fat, and he was even more angry at the moment, and said coldly, "Sitting in the well and watching the sky, don't say that the middle-level spirit rune, even the high-level spirit rune old man has seen it, and if you have the protection of the family, you don't know the height of the sky, the old man's identification technique, when will it be your turn to talk more?"

"Old thing, forget it, I don't know what to do, return the spirit rune to me, I'll sell it elsewhere!"

The young man seemed to have been poked at the pain point in his heart, and his face turned red in annoyance, and as soon as he took back the spirit talisman in the old man's hand, he was ready to walk out of the door.

"Wait. ”

The short and fat old man raised his eyebrows, and snorted coldly, "Shen Daoyou, this deal is yellow, and the previous promise is therefore invalid." Before, you said that you had a mid-level spirit rune, and the old man subtracted 20% from the price of the batch of earth thorn talismans sold to you, why, did you forget it after a while?"

"You'!"

A trace of anger appeared on the young monk's face again, but he knew that he was wrong, and his mouth moved for a long time, but he was speechless.

"This fellow Daoist seems to be a bit of a scoundrel, he breaks his promise at every turn, but it's not the husband's doing. Just when he was thinking about the reason for not returning the spirit stone, a calm voice drifted into his ears faintly from outside the door.

"Who?"

The young man's face flashed with anger, and he looked back with a sneer, but it happened to meet Fang Nan's cold-looking eyes.

"Hmph, who am I, a small Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivator dares to meddle in matters everywhere, could it be that his life is not long enough?" After the divine sense swept over Fang Nan's body, the young man's face immediately showed a hint of sarcasm, and he sneered.

Fang Nan glanced at him, shook his head and didn't bother to pay attention, his gaze crossed this person, fell on the stunned short and fat old man, arched his hand, and chuckled: "Luo Daoyou, it's been a long time." ”

The short and fat old man in front of him was none other than the shopkeeper surnamed Luo who he had met in Waifang City in the Yuqing Mountain Range, and Fang Nan didn't expect that this person would appear in the Wuzhang Fu branch here.

Fang ...... Fang Daoyou, why are you here, hey, this dress is ......?"

The old man surnamed Luo reacted, and was just about to return the salute, but he suddenly noticed Fang Nan's clothes and hanging sword, and he was stunned again, revealing a somewhat incredible expression.

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