The old Confucian who came out of Bai Yujing was stunned at that time, and he didn't know what kind of expression to make for a while!

Fang Xing thought that he was not happy, and admonished him earnestly: "Don't underestimate this account management matter, this is related to the master and my net worth, let you manage the accounts is also to see that you let the house be closed for a lifetime, there is no place to go, pity you, I will take care of the accounts with the master, not to mention anything else, a hundred and ten taels of spirit essence can still be rewarded to you a month, and, have you heard of the peach? That is the treasure of Yaochi, not that I will blow it with you, now I have so many peaches on hand that I can't eat them all, as long as you do a good job, it is not impossible for me to reward you two with a taste of peaches." ...... What kind of expression do you have? You can't even manage the accounts? The book reading dog is in the belly, no wonder you can't pass the Xiucai ......"

Every time he said a word, the old sour Ru's face was a little weird, but Fang Xing hadn't noticed him, and at this time all his attention was on Bai Yujing's side to look at it, he didn't expect that this old sour Ru was invited by Bai Yujing to deal with him, but he just opened his mouth by the way, so that he could pull this old Xiucai guy over to settle that pile of bad debts for himself, anyway, the reader can also calculate an account!

"Account...... It's still countable......"

When the old sour man was chattering endlessly, he also looked strange, and after a long time, he slowly opened his mouth.

But this answer surprised even him!

Since leaving Wanbao Tower, the wisp of breath on his body that has not appeared for a long time has a feeling of collapse......

"That's okay, first calculate for me how many spirit essences I can get from buying Bai Yujing's 100,000 altar immortals!"

Fang Xing sighed, looked at the old man with great satisfaction, and then immediately threw the question to the old man.

"I'm going to take office right now?"

The old sour Ru was a little confused, but when Fang Xing looked at him, he was also looking at Fang Xing, but there seemed to be an indescribable sense of clarity in his cloudy eyes, but in his heart, there was also a little hesitation, the two hands behind his back, the fingers were gently tapping each other, every time he tapped, it hinted at a change of thought in his heart, but after looking at Fang Xing for a long time, he also saw that he had not seen through his own roots, and it was indeed sincere to bring himself to settle the account, he let out a long sigh.

"Enough wine!"

Fang Xing laughed: "It's easy to say, 30,000 altars of immortal brew, you are allowed to embezzle 100 altars!"

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......

Something shocked the three landlords in Bai Yujing, the big battle they expected did not appear at all, the old monster who came out of Bai Yujing with his body slumped out, actually stood at the gate of the city, chatted with the little devil enthusiastically for a few words, and then walked back with his hands behind his back, and the little devil not only did not mean to leave, but even seemed to be relieved......

"Old man, this ......"

In Bai Yujing, the three landlords were dumbfounded, and looked at the old sour Ru who had gone and returned hesitantly.

"Prepare 30,000 jars of immortal brew, how much is each jar, how much is it in total, calculate it clearly, I want to check the account!"

As soon as the old sour man spoke, he made the three landlords look weird, and they didn't know how to answer.

"That little devil ......"

After a long time, the owner of Danxiang Building hesitated to look at Fang Xing outside the city.

"I'm here to buy wine!"

The old sour man replied lightly, and said: "Hurry up and take out the account book, I still have to look at the accounts!"

Did you really come to buy alcohol?

Danxianglou and several other landlords had extremely strange expressions, and they felt confused.

But another landlord heard something else from the words of the old Confucian student: "Then you are old ......"

"The old man is now the gatekeeper of their robbery, and the bookkeeper!"

The old Confucian Sheng's answer was not loud, but it completely stunned the three landlords at the same time.

"That'...... Didn't you just ...... you?"

The owner of Danxiang Mansion stammered, but he didn't dare to continue.

"He's not grown enough to be worth my shot!"

The old Confucian replied lightly, but it made the three landlords silent for a while.

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Half an hour later, 30,000 jars of wine were moved out by the wrestlers in Bai Yujing, and several mountains were built at the gate of the city, it looks like the white jade is the altar, fragrant through the bottle, and it is carved with various patterns of different colors, which is extremely exquisite, Fang Xing casually came to an altar, patted off the mud seal on the wine jar and drank most of it, exhaled with satisfaction, I don't know much about this Bai Yujing, but I know why the poet who once wrote the famous "Bai Yujing" was so obsessed with Bai Yujing in his long cultivation career!

"Wouldn't it be over sooner!"

Fang Xing glanced at Bai Yujing's three landlords, and casually threw a storage bag over.

"Check the money clearly, no matter if it is more or less, you will not be responsible!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to the air to probe, but ripped off the clouds, like a fairyland, all the areas in front of the gate of the white jade capital city were shrouded in it, and the rear line laughed, soared into the clouds, and tens of thousands of jars of wine were intimidated by him, and the magic of "gathering qi into clouds" was revealed, not to mention the three owners of Bai Yujing, the old Confucian was the first to light up.

"Old thing, gone!"

Fang Xingpan sat on the clouds, patting his legs and shouting, but that title made Bai Yujing's three landlords sweat coldly.

However, the old Confucian was at ease, and slowly stepped on the clouds, and with a long roar from Fang Xing, a large white cloud rushed straight into the sky, and then lightning flew straight to the south, and after a short time it had become a small dot, and then disappeared into the sky......

The three landlords in Bai Yujing have been standing at the gate of the city, watching the white clouds disappear, and no one has spoken for a long time.

"Ouch......"

After a while, it was the owner of Danxiang Building who inadvertently opened the storage bag, was taken aback, and shouted in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

The other two landlords woke up from a big dream, and thought something was wrong, so they asked anxiously.

"I don't have enough money......"

The owner of Danxiang Mansion said dumbfoundedly.

"Compared to this, money is nothing!"

The other two landlords sighed, both felt angry and laughed, and glanced at the landlord of Danxiang Mansion with dissatisfaction.

"The key is ......"

The owner of Danxiang Mansion couldn't cry or laugh, turned over the storage bag, but poured out a small pile of spirit essences with a bang, it looked like it was purple and exciting, but the amount was really pitiful, and it was estimated that it would add up to a few hundred taels of spirit spirits: "This money is too little, Bai Yujing Immortal Brew is famous for Tianyuan, Yao Chi took it away from us in large quantities when the fairy meeting was held, and it also got a hundred taels of spirit spirits and an altar, but this is ......"

The owner of Danxiang Mansion wanted to cry without tears: "In normal times, it's not enough to buy a jar!"

“...... What if it's not enough, his housekeeper is so good, why do you dare to go and make up for it?"

One of Bai Yujing's landlords sighed lowly, but the three of them fell silent at the same time.

Because of this incident, the three of them suddenly had a feeling that they couldn't understand the world.

At this time, Fang Xing had already brought the old Confucian and 30,000 jars of wine, swaggered and swaggered the clouds and flew to the cottage Pan Tao Club on the edge of the southern magic abyss, and instructed the old Confucian to follow Fang Donkey to settle the pile of bad debts, but he rushed to the palace on the mountain to see the evil king of Dapeng and the old man Huqin, the old Confucian did not say much, he occasionally glanced at Fang Xing, there was a deep curiosity in his eyes, at this time he saw Fang Donkey, he was a little surprised, he was very easy to talk and followed Fang Donkey, looking at it while walking.

"Oh, why do you still have barbs on this tail?"

"Oh, how did the innate fire pattern on these scales come about?"

"Oh, have all the hairs under your scales faded away?"

The angry Fang donkey's teeth itched, and he thought to himself that if the master hadn't said that he would be polite to this old man, he would have kicked this old thing to death with one hoof!

"What are you going to do with this copycat peach?"

When they entered the hall, Da Jin Wu and the other juniors were not there, but they heard that Fang Xing had moved the entire Pan Peach Forest into the Xuan Domain, and when they were in the Hundred Broken Mountain, they couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts, and ran over to feast their eyes, or just say that they were going to feast their mouths, but the Dapeng Evil King, the old man Huqin, and several other Yuan Infant Old Cultivators from the Ancient Demon Dao were waiting for him in the hall.

They had obviously been talking for a long time, and as soon as they saw Fang Xing coming in, and without waiting for him to pay a greeting to his seniors, the evil king of Dapeng opened his mouth.

"What else can I plan, eat peaches and drink!"

Fang Xing was stunned, then laughed, and walked over to lie down on the Taishi chair next to the Dapeng Evil King.

"Now you are also a world-famous Yuanying overhaul, you are qualified to be an ancestor, how to talk and do things is still so indifferent, now you have mastered the creation of Baiduan Mountain, and you have taken the Yaochi Pan Peach Forest, it is not an exaggeration to say that the person who has the strongest cultivation on the Tianyuan Continent today, such an opportunity is not good to use, but you want to really hold a picnic, eat and drink and be done?"

The Dapeng Evil King opened his mouth a little helplessly, holding his forehead and whispering.

But the old man Huqin smiled lightly and said: "Xiao Fangxing has always looked nonsense, but he has his own reason, the sword goes off the edge, but it has also worked wonders repeatedly, we dogmatic old guys are not as good as him, this time he made such a big thing, if I say that I don't believe in a few foundations in my heart, the evil lord is annoyed, it is better to listen to what he plans first!"

Hearing this, the people on the first floor looked towards Fang Xing.

"It's still the Huqin old-timers who know how to do things......"

Fang Xing also smiled, secretly degraded the Dapeng Evil King, and then smiled: "I still have a plan!"

"Oh, let's talk about it!"

Several of the old monks in the hall turned their heads with solemn expressions.

"Humph......"

Fang Xing sneered: "Didn't the Fuyao Palace refuse to return Xiaoman to me? Then I robbed them of their most precious things, and now everyone says that the catastrophe is coming, then this peach forest can be said to be the last batch of fruits in this thousand years, right? I don't believe that they are not distressed, now I don't care about anything else, I just keep eating, my own teeth are sore, so I invited good friends to eat together, the more I eat, the less I eat, the more I finish eating, I don't believe that they can bear it, and they will not return Xiaoman to me before I eat all these peaches!"

"Well, that's your plan?"

A group of old monks were stunned when they heard it, and they couldn't cry or laugh.

"This is just nonsense!"

The old woman from the fox clan of Qingqiu Mountain couldn't help it, and slapped the stone case and reprimanded it. (To be continued.) )