Stepping into the door, the wind and snow that swirled around him suddenly dissipated, and at the same time, there was a familiar fragrance of spiritual ink, Fang Nan sniffed lightly, and then raised his head, his eyes swept around.

The layout of the lobby on the first floor is still the same, spacious and bright, behind the counters placed along the wall, there are a few guys chatting boredly, and on the wall behind them, there are thousands of spirit runes of different colors hanging densely, at a glance, it is quite dazzling.

There were not many customers in the store, and as soon as he saw Fang Nan coming in, a young man who was idle immediately took a step out of the chat, looked at Fang Nan, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, is there anything I can help?"

Fang Nan's eyes swept over the wall, and just as he was about to answer, he suddenly heard a middle-aged man's voice sounding with some surprise: "Wait a while, Xiao Liu, you step back first, I will personally receive this fellow Daoist." ”

Following the sound, I saw that at the staircase on the second floor, I don't know when a bald man in a dark yellow cardigan appeared, and after glancing at the guy, the big man arched his hand towards Fang Nan quite politely, and said with a smile: "This fellow Daoist, in the next five Fu shopkeepers Chongyang, what do you want to trade, why don't you come and sit and talk in detail?"

This person's cultivation is not covered up in the slightest, and he is also a monk in the early stage of foundation building. And since he claimed to be the shopkeeper, he obviously saw Fang Nan's realm from a distance, and he was afraid that the guy would not be able to entertain him, so he came over in person.

When the young man saw the attitude of his shopkeeper, he didn't know that the young man in white in front of him, who seemed to be young, was actually a senior in the foundation building period, and immediately felt a pang in his heart, and after saluting Fang Nan respectfully, he retreated.

"Chongyang?"

On the other side, hearing this somewhat strange name, Fang Nan's eyes flashed without leaving a trace, and then he quickly glanced at the bald man in front of him, and just at this glance, his gaze suddenly froze and fell on the top of the big man's shiny bald head.

I saw that in the middle of the top of the head, there were six faint gray-brown dots, although they looked like they were already half-hidden and half-visible, but they could still be distinguished in the bright light.

"Scarring?"

Fang Nan was slightly surprised in his heart, and muttered to himself, but his face was silent, and he also smiled and returned the salute: "It's okay, in the south below, Daoist friends are invited." ”

"It turned out to be Fang Daoyou, and I have admired it for a long time. ”

After the bald man was polite again, he smiled and made a gesture of guidance, and after Fang Nan nodded, he led the way up the stairs and walked towards the second floor.

All the way to the corridor on the second floor, the bald man did not hesitate to push open the door of the first room on the right, only to see that there was a screen painted with splashed ink scenery, the layout inside is also quite simple and elegant, and there are some landscape calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which adds a bit of bookish atmosphere.

There was a pear wood round table behind the screen, which was obviously used for talking, and after closing the wooden door and beckoning Fang Nan to sit down at the round table, the bald man actually found a set of pottery tea sets out of nowhere, and made a cup of fragrant tea for each of them very skillfully in a flowing manner.

This made Fang Nan speechless for a while, the other party's ability was completely inconsistent with his fierce appearance, and he suddenly came to such a show in person, which really made the impression that the bald man gave him completely subverted in the past.

"Fang Daoyou, this is the spiritual tea 'Langyunjian' cultivated by the owner of this pavilion, it is a first-class fragrant tea, and only the colleagues in the foundation building period come to patronize, I am willing to take it out to entertain one or two, you might as well taste one or two, the taste will definitely not be bad." Putting down the teapot, the bald man said with a smile as he picked up his cup.

Fang Nan smiled, picked up the teacup, swept it with his divine sense at a very fast speed, and only after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him did he take a sip lightly.

"Well, it's really good tea. "I don't care too much about this kind of East and West Fang Nan, but this tea entrance does have a sense of pleasure, after casually boasting, he covered the teacup and said with a smile, "But Fang Mou came to the door this time, not for this tea, but to buy something from your pavilion." ”

"Haha, but Daoyou is an acute person. Well, let's get straight to the point. Chong Yang was slightly stunned, but then put down the teacup and said with a smile, "Although our five talismans are not the largest shop in Linchuanfang City, they are definitely the best in terms of spirit runes, and if you want to buy spirit runes, it is the best choice to come here." ”

However, Fang Nan shook his head and said, "What I want to buy here is not a spirit rune. ”

"Oh?"

Chongyang raised his eyebrows, revealing a hint of surprise, "What does that Daoyou want to buy?"

Fang Nan pondered for a moment, then said: "I need some materials for the production of mid-level spirit runes, and spirit pens and spirit ink with special attributes, although your pavilion only sells finished spirit runes, but presumably there are definitely a lot of these things, I hope that Chongyang Daoist friends can make it convenient and sell some with me." ”

"Materials for mid-level spirit runes?"

It seemed that he didn't expect Fang Nan to make such a request, Chongyang's face changed slightly, revealing a little embarrassed. After pondering for a long time, he waved his hand slightly and said, "There is nothing wrong with the spirit pen and spirit ink, this is actually the price of this pavilion is also clearly marked and sold to the outside world, but the materials of this middle-level spirit rune are ......."

Speaking of this, Chong Yang paused, and after glancing at Fang Nan, he shook his head and didn't continue, but the meaning was already obvious.

Fang Nan frowned, thought about it for a while, and just wanted to say something, a commotion suddenly sounded from the corridor outside the door, and then gradually became clear, and an extremely rough and bold man's voice came:

"Haha! Old monk Chongyang, I said where did you go, you used to hide here and drink tea secretly! Don't call me and my junior sister together, what's the matter, are you afraid that you will lose your two catties to make Yunjian?"

In the next moment, I only heard a muffled sound of "bang", and the closed wooden door was pushed open by the person who was talking outside, and it slammed on the wall with two "clicks", and at the same time, two figures appeared outside the door, the leader was tall, wearing a red robe, laughing at the moment, striding in unceremoniously, and his eyes were also swept towards the two people sitting on the edge of the round table.

However, at this moment, he happened to look at Fang Nan who was looking over.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Is that you?"

After a long silence, two exclamations rang out in unison, breaking the silence in the room. One of them was a man with a rough voice, while the other was not Fang Nan, but the person who stayed outside the door, a woman with a clear and moving voice.

"It's ...... them"

Fang Nan was stunned at first, but then he reacted, stood up with a chuckle, arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Sun, Senior Sister Wang, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed." ”