In the blink of an eye, the little fat man was stumbling through the street and stopped in front of a stall at the corner of the street. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A middle-aged monk in front of the stall took a storage bag from the little fat man, and vaguely heard him scolding his son.

Fang Nan smiled slightly, slowly turned around, and continued to look down the street.

After walking a few steps, it was the stall where the little fat man had squatted and looked at before, Fang Nan swept it away, and there was nothing else except for all kinds of puppets.

These puppets were no more than three feet tall, and there were as many as thirty or forty of them.

Fang Nan looked back and forth, only to feel that these puppets were lifeless, and he didn't see any way out after looking at them for a long time.

"Do I have to put something in it to use it?"

Fang Nan's heart moved, he bent down, patted a three-foot-long snow wolf-like puppet, and looked up at the monk sitting behind the stall: "This Daoist brother, how did you sell this puppet?"

"The sixth-layer puppet of Qi refining, regardless of form, is eighty spirit stones. The monk was dressed in a green shirt and wore a big hat to see his face clearly, and he didn't look up when he heard the words, but replied lightly.

"Eighty?"

Fang Nan was secretly frightened, the spirit stones he got from Liang Yi were less than twenty yuan, and this puppet cost eighty, wouldn't it be that there were not many people among the low-level Qi refining cultivators who could afford it?

"What? Think it's too expensive? Then get out of the way and don't get in my way. You are also sixteen or seventeen years old and still in the second layer of Qi refining, and no one expects you to be able to afford it. The green-shirted monk seemed to see through Fang Nan's thoughts, and said in a flat tone.

Fang Nan shook his head helplessly, but he was not angry, the words of this green-shirted monk seemed to be mocking, but in fact, his tone was ordinary, he was just recounting a fact.

What's more, in the other party's realm, the power of his soul is fully opened, and he can't see the depth when he sweeps it away, which shows that it is either a magic weapon with some hidden aura, or it is cultivated to be close to the foundation, no matter what, he can't afford to provoke it.

It was boring to be bored, Fang Nan smiled bitterly and touched his nose, and did not leave immediately, but leaned down and observed carefully.

Ever since that meditation at the inn was broken by the powerful monk, he let go of the fetters of his previous life and put himself in a correct position.

The cultivation realm is the weakest and the strongest, and he is now the lowest existence among them, if he still has the mentality of the so-called Martial Emperor, he will really die quickly somehow.

The snow wolf puppet in front of him is pure white, the body parts are relatively simple, the facial features are quite fine, a large mouth is open, fangs are exposed, and the eyes are red, looking extremely vicious.

Knocked lightly, there was a hard banging sound, and it was cold to start, judging from the information that Fang Nan got from Liang Yi's memory fragments, it should be the Southern Iron Cloud Wood that is most commonly used in the puppet technique of cultivating immortals, and it is also mixed with some ore.

Seeing that the stall owner didn't seem to care, Fang Nan spread out his right hand and touched it all the way up along the back of the snow wolf puppet.

"Huh, what is this?" When he touched the puppet's chin, his hand sank inward, and there was a groove half the size of a palm.

Fang Nan squinted his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly withdrew his hand, touched the storage bag, took out a spirit stone from it, and put it towards the location of the groove.

Smack.

With a soft sound, as soon as Ling Shifu touched the groove, it sank by itself as if magnetically attracted, and Fang Nan groped along the edge with his hand again, and sure enough, it completely coincided, without the slightest gap.

"It turns out that it can only be driven by spirit stones, but I don't know how long such a low-level spirit stone can last. ”

Fang Nan bowed his head slightly, and just wanted to withdraw the spirit stone, but there was a "click" sound in his ears.

"It won't be ......" Fang Nan twitched his cheeks, then raised his head and looked at the puppet's head.

I saw that the snow wolf, who was originally lifeless, had red eyes flashing at this moment, his mouth was open and closed, his expression was hideous, and the aura on his body gradually condensed, Fang Nan, who was close at hand, immediately felt a tingling in his scalp, and quickly stood up and took two steps back.

"What, do you really want to buy it?" the green-shirted monk raised his head slightly at this moment, slightly surprised.

"Buy?" Fang Nan was stunned, and then laughed dryly, "Brother Dao said that he laughed, I just tried it in the next place, how can I afford it." ”

Although he still had two middle-grade spirit stones from Bai Lin in his storage ring, this was his first time in Fang City, and there were many things to consider, so naturally it was impossible to spend a lot of money on this puppet from the beginning.

"Oh, I see. This is Fang City, and the puppets are so powerful that they are forbidden to be tested on the spot here. The green-shirted monk was not disappointed, and with a wave of his hand, the red light in the snow wolf puppet's eyes went out, and he regained his composure.

He raised his head and glanced at Fang Nan again, took out a spirit stone from the storage ring in his hand, and said gently: "Seeing that you are young and ignorant, the spirit stone is basically useless after being put into the puppet, so I will compensate you, not as an example." ”

With a slight tremor in his wrist, the spirit stone shot out and landed in Fang Nan's hand.

Fang Nan was slightly stunned, turned over this spirit stone, and found nothing abnormal, and couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart.

There are few resources in the immortal cultivation world, and there are many monks, and the competition has always been fierce, and it is only the first time that he and this monk have met, obviously he doesn't know how to damage a spirit stone, how can the other party be so kind to compensate himself?

His face was indeed silent, and he arched his hand slightly: "Thank you Brother Dao for reminding me, I don't know the rules and make random moves, but I laughed." ”

"Don't take it to heart, you boys, you don't do things too much, you don't think much, you are careless, but after all, at this age, it is understandable......" When the monk in green shirt heard this, he seemed to be interested, changed his previous appearance of ignoring it, and shook his head and admonished.

Fang Nan secretly smiled bitterly, he had lived for more than 30 years in his previous life, but he didn't expect that now that he has become a teenager, he is really regarded as a junior and talks about the truth.

The green-shirted monk on the side saw Fang Nan standing in place and listening attentively, and became more and more interested.

"Look at your cultivation as a practice, it's a casual cultivation. The old man was also a casual cultivator back then, and he knew very well that it was not easy to retreat, otherwise why do you think the old man was so bitter and ......?"

Syllable!

There was a loud bang, but he shook his head and was about to stand up and say, but the amplitude was too great, and the hat on his head shook and fell to the ground.

The exhortation stopped abruptly, and a young man who looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, quite handsome and clean, appeared in front of Fang Nan, and when he saw Fang Nan looking at him dumbfounded, he scratched his head with an embarrassed expression.

"Ahem, brother, don't blame, it's not that I mean to pretend to be old, it's just that this feeling is too enjoyable, and I can't stop training people......"

The corners of Fang Nan's mouth twitched, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while, and the handsome young man was embarrassed to say any more, and the two of them stared at each other for a while, and the atmosphere was quite weird.

"Zheng Daoyou has finally made the puppet of the foundation building realm!"

Suddenly a sound of surprise came from behind, and then it was as if a stone had been thrown into the lake, and half the street was boiling, and countless monks were talking about it, and they were surging in this direction. The crowd was surging, squeezing Fang Nan into a collision with the stall and almost hitting the puppet.

"Foundation puppet?"

Fang Nan was shocked, and when he looked back, he saw that it was the middle-aged monk's stall, and the little fat man from before was standing next to his father with a proud face.