The handsome young man on the side was about to drop his jaw to the ground at the moment, his face was full of disbelief, and he muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect Lao Zheng to really make it......"

Fang Nan glanced at him and saw that there was a hint of loss in his expression, and he seemed to be quite unwilling. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Brother Dao, these puppets, could it be that they all made themselves?"

"Yes, I was supposed to be the first person to make a puppet on this street, and I was already preparing materials for the foundation puppet, but I didn't expect to be preempted by Lao Zheng. The handsome young man snorted angrily.

Fang Nan's heart froze slightly, the young man in front of him was only a teenager, and he already had such a terrifying puppet attainment, given time, the future would definitely be limitless.

Even the elite disciples of those great sects, at this age, are just cultivators above the seventh level of qi refining.

And this young man's own cultivation is not subject to it for the time being, among these puppets he put out, there are several realms equivalent to tenth-level Qi refining cultivators. As long as the mana is sufficient, in actual combat, even a peak Qi refining cultivator is afraid that he will have to flee in front of the other party.

"Brother Dao, why don't you go over there with me and take a look? I don't believe it, Lao Zheng, this puppet, will really have a foundation building realm!" The handsome young man obviously couldn't hold back his temperament, and suddenly turned his face to the other party.

Fang couldn't ask for it. Fang Nan originally wanted to have a good relationship with this young puppet master, and when he heard this, he smiled slightly and said.

"Haha, it's really cool, let's go, let's go!" The handsome young man smiled, patted Fang Nan on the shoulder, and took the lead in squeezing back.

"Daoist friends just left, aren't you afraid that your stall will lose something?" Fang Nan followed, asking a little strangely.

"Who dare?" the handsome young man didn't look back, and struggled to stick into the onlookers, "The law enforcement envoys in Fang City are not vegetarians, besides, this street is full of Qi refining monks, who has the courage to touch my things?"

Hearing such a confident and indifferent answer, Fang Nan couldn't help but be a little speechless.

It seems that this kid is not only powerful, but the background behind him is not simple, which can also be seen from the fact that he squeezed people and those monks did not say anything.

As he spoke, Fang Nan had already followed the other party to the inner circle, and looked up at the back of the stall.

The monk, known as Lao Zheng, looked to be in his forties, with a scruffy beard and a tall body, and at this moment he was rubbing a bear-like puppet that was as high as a foot tall beside him, and his face was full of joy.

Looking closely, the appearance of this puppet is extremely fine, many small parts have been carefully carved, and the whole body is shining with a dark silver luster, and with the height of an ordinary monk, it looks extremely oppressive.

With Fang Nan's current eyesight, he naturally couldn't see the rarity of this puppet, so he had to look at the monk surnamed Zheng with many monks around him, waiting for him to explain it himself.

Seeing that there were more and more onlookers, the middle-aged monk waited for a while, finally satisfied his vanity, patted the puppet's body proudly, and coughed lightly.

The neighborhood fell silent, and the middle-aged monk arched his hand and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists!"

After looking around, he suddenly noticed the handsome young man standing beside Fang Nan, his eyes immediately lit up, and he smiled hesitantly: "It turns out that Mu Xiaoyou can't help but come to see it, how about it, this time the puppet I made is still talking about the past, right?"

"Surname Mu?" Fang Nan was slightly surprised when he heard this, and Liang Yi's memory fragments instantly passed through his mind one by one, "The largest immortal cultivation family in Hanzhou, isn't it the Mu family?"

Looking at the young man beside him again, I saw him snort angrily: "What don't you say about the past? You puppet didn't show everyone the power, who knows if you really have the strength to build a foundation?"

The monks beside him immediately talked about it, and most of them didn't seem to believe it.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Zheng lowered his chin and bowed slightly: "It seems that you all have doubts, so I will show you today." ”

With that, he took out a spirit stone from the storage bag, turned sideways and put it in the groove behind the puppet.

Click!

The familiar sound came, and Fang Nan looked intently, only to see the bear-like puppet's eyes move slightly, and his left arm slowly waved and placed it horizontally on his chest.

"Brother Mu, didn't you say before that you can't test puppets here?" Fang Nan frowned slightly, looked at the young man and asked.

"Before, I was afraid that you would trigger the puppet attack, but in fact, there are many ways to try a puppet, as long as you don't destroy the neighborhood. The young man surnamed Mu scratched his head, embarrassed.

The corners of Fang Nan's mouth twitched, and he was about to say something, but suddenly he felt that a powerful aura that was close at hand swept away in an instant, and it was so powerful that he couldn't breathe.

"It's ......"

Fang Nan's complexion changed, and the soul power in his body instantly surged out, spreading all over his body, forcibly resisting this coercion.

The surrounding monks were not so comfortable, except for a few people, including the young man surnamed Mu, most of them had extremely ugly faces at the moment, and the few with the lowest cultivation even crumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"How about it, just by coercion, even the seniors in the early stage of foundation building are inferior, right?" The middle-aged monk saw that many people looked strange, and immediately accepted it when he saw it, and controlled the puppet to collect his breath.

"Lao Zheng, is your puppet more offensive or defensive?" asked the young man surnamed Mu after being silent for a while, his eyes flickering.

"It is worthy of being a child of the Mu family, and I can see the key at a glance. Seeing that many people were impressed, the middle-aged monk immediately smiled, and even spoke to the handsome young man in a much more polite tone.

"I won't tell you anything, it's really much more difficult to do a puppet with the power of a foundation building monk in one blow, and under the blow of my puppet, it is only the level of the peak of qi refining. The middle-aged monk took out the previous spirit stone, changed another one, and said, "But when it comes to defense, this puppet is definitely comparable to the best protective spirit weapon, everyone present is a Qi refining cultivator, and I will also put a word here, as long as any Taoist friend can break through the defense of this puppet by himself, Zheng not only no longer boasts that he can make a foundation building puppet, but this puppet that can sell five hundred spirit stones is also given to him!"

The last two sentences of the middle-aged monk were obviously aimed at the young man surnamed Mu, but this did not prevent it from exploding in the onlookers, and there was a loud uproar for a while, and many people showed eager looks.

The young man surnamed Mu on the side had already rubbed the storage ring with one hand, and slowly took out a light cyan double-edged sword.

Fang Nan was also inevitably moved, and when he was secretly weighing his strength, he suddenly heard a rough voice coming from behind him:

"Zheng Daoyou, this is eight hundred spirit stones, you puppet don't have to try again, this seat wants it!"