Before going to the station, Fang Yan came to the camp steward's pavilion early in the morning, and handed over some of the items that were hurriedly sorted out last night, nothing more than a few golden bells and Mu Ling flowers, as well as a small amount of fine gold stone flying fish wings and other things.

After these dialects, he left the steward's chamber and sat cross-legged on the steps of the doorway and waited quietly. Soon everyone came one after another, and the captain Jiang Heng gave an order, and flew towards the station again.

On the way to the stone castle, everyone asked each other about the harvest of the autumn hunt some time ago, and they all smiled and smiled, and the dialect couldn't help but be a little strange. Because on the way back, he found out that the monks who participated in the autumn hunt this time had a lot of gains, and many of them had large and small storage bags around their waists, which was rare in previous years.

Fang Yan asked the two elderly monks intentionally or unintentionally, and they also came to this conclusion, this year's autumn hunting is earlier than in previous years, and the demon beasts are better hunted than in previous years, mainly because for some reason, a large number of demon beasts began to frequently haunt the edge of the Guardian Mountain, and there was no need for the monks to go deep to find them, many monks said that in the two thousand miles around the fortress, you can find a lot of low-level demon beasts, which also led to a sharp increase in the demon beast materials on the market, and the Fang Market in the stone castle is full of demon beast materials.

In the end, the two old monks also said worriedly, this phenomenon is not like this year, it has been like this for the past few years, but in previous years, the demon beasts in a certain place suddenly became denser, and this year it seems that the nearby areas have become more numerous. They didn't know if it was good or bad, and they asked around about it, but they didn't get a convincing answer.

Not to mention that these people are worried here, Xiao Bin and their young monks are elated, most of the monks from the sect who came here to guard are here to earn spirit stones, this autumn hunt can have such a rich harvest of course makes everyone extremely happy, as for some of these abnormalities, who cares, anyway, they will leave in a few years, and the task now is to earn spirit stones.

If it weren't for the concern that Yannan City was too close to here, the dialect was actually not the kind of person who worried about the world, the changes in the Hujun Mountain in the past few years have become more and more drastic year by year, I heard that the autumn hunting in Yannan City is now carried by a large number of monks, because the appearance of demon beasts over there has far exceeded that of previous years, and it has changed from the previous mortals in the congenital period to the monks to hunt demons.

Thinking of some nearby cities, including some changes in the southern city, Fang Yan vaguely felt that he had grasped something, but he couldn't cut it. Or because his position is too low, it is difficult to get a full picture of some things, and Fang Yan can't help but have a very powerless feeling.

As he spoke, the team came to the stone castle, and everyone scattered in the watchtower, and those who were on duty came to the market without their turn, and they couldn't find their own suitable things. The dialect was on duty in the third batch, and there were still four hours in the middle, which was enough to walk around the market, so he came to the market with Xiao Bin and a few others.

The small market was bustling with monks from all over the world, and everywhere you could see demon hunters hanging their storage bags, shuttling back and forth in the crowd, clutching the storage bags around their waists with both hands.

The shops were also crowded, and the shopkeepers and men of each house did their best to haggle loudly with the monks who came to trade, buying monster materials and selling various items in the shops. Some shops also set up their counters at the doors, shouting loudly about their own business, and soliciting passing monks to come in and trade.

Almost every shop was filled with people coming in and out, and the men in the shop were trading with the monks who came to them, and they had to welcome them from time to time, and they had to constantly organize the containers, and they were all sweating profusely, but their faces were full of excited smiles.

The whole street was full of noisy people, and the market was boiling like a pot, and everyone walking in it was also infected, not as if they were trading goods, but like they had come to participate in a rare feast. Fang Yan secretly said in his heart at this time, I am afraid that the Fang Market on his mother's side is also like this, and they will be busy enough these days.

A few days ago, Fang Yan also sent a message to his mother, asking her to pay attention to the purchase of some animal skins used in talismans, as well as the elixir for refining qi refining pills and Huang Ya Dan, and he could collect as much as he wanted, anyway, he had a place to store it. Coming here in a hurry, Fang Yan wanted to get some high-level materials on the one hand, and most importantly, he wanted to ask about the jade talisman, but he didn't know who to ask about, and he didn't know how to ask.

In the crowd of people, Fang Yan unconsciously came to the door of a frequented talisman shop, where he had bought some cinnabar raw materials and crude talisman skins many times, and he was also familiar with the guys in this shop. At this time, the shop was also very crowded, and the monks who came here to buy talismans and sell animal skins were all crowded in front of the counter.

A guy was still in the crowd, he recognized the dialect at a glance, and quickly greeted the dialect enthusiastically, he was an old patron here, and he was generous, and every transaction would give these fellows a little benefit. Fang Yan smiled, greeted him warmly, and squeezed to the front of the counter.

Knowing what Fang Yan was buying every time, this guy immediately took out all the newly acquired materials in the store for him to see, all kinds of demon beast blood and cinnabar ore rough stones, as well as every kind of demon beast fur took out some, there are really a lot of varieties, several times more than usual. These Eastern and Western dialects have always been very interested, and they didn't cost too many spirit stones, so they immediately selected some and bought them, and the prices were cheaper than usual.

Coming out of this shop, Fang Yan was about to go to another place, when suddenly someone behind him stopped him in a whisper.

Fang Yan looked back and fixed his eyes, and it was a middle-aged monk dressed as a casual cultivator, practicing the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi. The man walked up to Fang Yan and whispered, "This fellow Daoist also has a lot of materials for making talismans in his hands, I don't know if I can find a place to talk." ”

In other words, he would have turned around and left immediately, but in this stone castle, no one dared to mess around in the market, and he looked quite sincere, not like the kind of person who was deceived and deceived. Fang Yan didn't believe him easily, but asked him rhetorically: "Daoist friends have some good things in their hands, please forgive me for speaking bluntly, there is no shortage of ordinary goods." ”

Unexpectedly, this person looked confident, made a "come with me" gesture towards the dialect, and then walked towards a teahouse on the side of the road by himself, not worried that the dialect would not follow. This made the dialect a little strange, and this person seemed to have a little bit of goods on him, so he followed him suspiciously.

When I came to the teahouse, it was overcrowded, all the tables were sitting, and the private rooms inside were already full. The tea customers here are also here to talk about business, and there are several tables with all kinds of monster materials, and a few people sit around and whisper something. Every year after the autumn hunt, there are many monks who trade privately, and some of them have long been acquainted, and both parties do not need to endure the exploitation of the shops, and the price of the transaction is beneficial to both parties.

The business here is also too hot, and there is no one to sit down, so how can we talk about it. But the middle-aged monk didn't care, and continued to walk forward in dialect, whispering a few words to a fellow in the teahouse, and seeing that the fellow immediately became very respectful, he hurriedly led them to a small room inside.

It's not like an ordinary private room, but it looks like the owner of this teahouse himself uses to receive guests, and the tea set is very complete, and there are bags of spiritual tea on the table and cabinet. The monk casually walked over to a table, picked up a packet of spiritual tea, and brewed it, and told the fellow to leave without being disturbed.

Then the monk smiled at Fang Yan, and said while making tea: "In Xia Chu Yuanxi, it is the monk of the Chu family in the southwest of this place, and the shopkeeper of this shop is the brother, please don't mind." ”

No wonder he was so sure that there was their family's estate in this city. Thinking about it, the Chu family is also a big family, and those who can open a teahouse in this Fang market are all the few forces in the vicinity. Fang Yan clenched his fists and said, "It turned out to be Chu Daoyou, who was rude before." In the following words, the monks stationed here. ”

This Chu Yuan Xiyan glanced at it, waved his hand lightly, and returned a salute to Fang Yan, and then made tea unhurriedly. After brewing, he gave Fang Yan a cup, took a sip of a cup himself, and then said to Fang Yan: "If you don't have anything to say, Fang Daoyou is a talisman maker?"

Fang Yan immediately shook his head, and deliberately pondered for a while before saying: "I can't afford to be called this talisman maker, but I'm quite interested in this technique, and I like to study a thing or two in my spare time, and it's sometimes very boring to stay here, so I just take this to pass some time." ”

Chu Yuanxi nodded, Fang Yan didn't want to say more about this matter, and immediately turned to the topic: "There is no lie below, this time the autumn hunt went with a few people in the clan, so fortunately it was good, and there was a little harvest without going too far." I don't want to trouble the people in the clan to sell on my behalf.,It's just that I want to sell to that shop.,Who knows that friendship seems to want to buy this kind of material.,So I took the liberty to invite.,And ask Taoist friends to forgive me.。 ”

What does it mean to not want to trouble the people in the clan, I am afraid that I don't want to be shared by the clansmen plainly, Fang Yan grew up in the family since he was a child, and he knows all about these things, and he will not say it stupidly, so he said with a smile: "Chu Daoyou doesn't have to be so polite, as long as the items can satisfy Fang, the matter of the spirit stone is easy to say." I have been stationed here for a while, and I have accumulated some net worth, and I also asked Daoyou to take out something

"This is natural, Fang Daoyou, please finish speaking, Chu Yuanxi took out a storage bag and poured it on the ground, and suddenly there was a "sparse" sound, and a small pile of various demon beast materials appeared on the ground, mainly demon beast fur and some bottles containing beast blood, there were about dozens of things.

Fang Yan immediately squatted forward and checked through the pile, although there were not many things, they were all materials on some first-level high-level demon beasts, which was also consistent with Chu Yuanxi's own cultivation. Not every monk has the ability to speak dialects, and he can casually kill the enemy, and the strength of the demon beasts of the same level will not be weak, generally only the battle cultivator dares to say that he is sure to win, and this Chu Yuanxi's combat power may not be underestimated.

"Hey, what is this?" Fang Yan suddenly had a cyan fur, which was very smooth and soft to the touch, as if it was the fur of a high-level demon beast green fox. This demon beast is extremely cunning, it is not easy to kill it, and this fur is quite well preserved, so the means of this fox killer are also extremely skillful.

"Could it be that this is the fur of the green fox, Daoyou is really a good skill. Fang Yan praised sincerely.

Chu Yuanxi was not without pride at this time, but he was also a little surprised by Fang Yan's eyesight, and said with appreciation on his face: "Fang Daoyou is also a good eye, this green fox is our biggest gain this time, in order not to destroy this fur, but it took a lot of effort to make it happen, but I didn't expect to be seen by Daoyou." ”

This green fox fur is really good, the fox fur can be used to refine high-level talisman talisman skin, and the fox fur can also be made into clothing, it is the favorite thing of the female monks, it is estimated that giving it to Qingluan will make her happy. In fact, for the talisman maker, these are not the most precious, the best thing about this green fox is the hair on the tip of its tail, which can be used to make a high-level magic talisman pen, and it is very easy to use when drawing talismans.

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