Fang Yan smiled secretly in his heart, but he made a panicked expression on his face, and said vigorously that he was just passing by and didn't want to care about this idle matter, so he just talked nonsense with everyone, begging for mercy one after another.

"Hmph, don't you say that, I listened to what you said, so I smashed it, don't you remember. When the monk saw that the dialect was only three levels of qi training, the monk made up his mind to sprinkle his qi on him, so he made a vicious threat to ask the dialect to compensate him for his losses.

Of course, the dialect is not dry, and the acting has to be realistic, at this time he pretended to be a poor and scattered cultivator, begging for mercy. In the distance, the onlookers who had been watching before all showed expressions of pity or schadenfreude, and in the distance, no one was willing to come.

With a secret sigh in his heart, Fang Yan pretended to be afraid and said: "Fellow Daoist, it's just a casual cultivation in the next place, and there are not a few spirit stones, I really can't afford to lose this spiritual tea, and it's not smashed under it." ”

"If it weren't for you, how could I have smashed it in a moment of anger, if you don't compensate me today, you won't want to leave. ”

The two argued on the street, and the man saw that the dialect was provoked, and he looked like he was breaking the jar, thinking that he really didn't have a few taels of oil on him, and slowly changed from a quarrel to a discussion, and the onlookers gradually dispersed. In the end, the two of them talked badly, Fang Yan turned out the storage bag, and took out more than thirty spirit stones of his entire net worth, as well as a few worthless things. The other party didn't see it at all, just took the spirit stone, dropped the tea tree that was about to wither, and left with a proud face.

Fang Yan pretended to be frustrated, picked up the tea tree, and threw it into the storage bag. When I returned to the inn, there was no one under the dialect, so I took out the spirit tea tree and planted it in the blue bead space, and I was very excited in my heart. No wonder it is said that the most terrible thing about immortal cultivators is not that their cultivation is low, but that they have no knowledge, and such a precious spiritual tea tree is sold to Fang Yan as garbage.

Then Fang Yan went to the shop that had formed the caravan, asked for the departure time, and then returned to the inn to wait patiently, meditating cross-legged and cultivating.

Early the next morning, Fang Yan came to the agreed place, where a hundred or so people were waiting, most of them uniformly dressed guards, monks and mortals, and not far away dozens of carriages, some of which were laden with bulging black packages, and several large decorated carriages, each drawn by two horses, apparently reserved for those of status.

didn't wait long, two seniors in the foundation building period hurriedly arrived with more than ten people. The two of them each took one or two retinues and got into the two big cars in the lead, and the rest of the people all got into the other big cars. Fang Yan at this time, the shopkeeper who came with him handed over the remaining five spirit stones to him, and then sat in the carriage behind him with more than 20 monks, and waited for a quarter of an hour, after tidying up the convoy, the leading monk shouted, and the convoy left the market and headed north.

All the way over the mountains and mountains, along the way mostly in the open camp, the places are rarely populated, may be because there are two monks in the foundation period, there is no trace of monks on the road, but I am afraid that occasionally I have long avoided it.

This road is obviously a trade road that has been opened up for many years, and after only a few days on the road, I met several caravans, and some caravans saw that they had the predecessors of the foundation building period sitting in the town, and also wanted to partner with them, and the leading monks asked the predecessors of the foundation building period to accept a few caravans, so that the team became even larger, and there were hundreds of people.

Along the way, I traveled through the state and the government, and when I met a suitable place, I came down to rest, and I only traveled 300 miles a day. Fang Yan couldn't help but be secretly anxious, but fortunately, more than ten days later, the team came out of the sparsely populated mountain, and came to a gentle hilly area, where people and market towns can be seen everywhere, and it turned out that this place had reached the southern foot of Hujun Mountain, and it was only more than 3,000 miles away from the Hongyun Canyon where the fire gate was located.

When he arrived at a small town, Fang Yan and the monk who led the team informed him, and left the group and went alone. A few days later, Fang Yan passed through a market, and when he arrived here, it was not far from the Fire Gate, so Fang Yan relaxed a little, quietly sold some low-value harvests, exchanged some spirit stones, and bought a few bottles of commonly used healing pills.

After resting for the night, Fang Yan took a detour to Lihuomen, although he had not been to this area, but in the map of Lihuomen, there are detailed descriptions everywhere. Relying on his superior divine sense, the dialect easily avoided possible dangers, but he avoided all monks from afar, and never caused any trouble.

In the afternoon of the next day, Fang Yan finally rushed back to Lihuomenfang City, rested in Fangfang City for one night, packed his bags, bought some wine and food, and rode the Qinghe to leave Fangshi quickly, returning to Luoxialing, which had been absent for a month.

"I'm finally back, and I don't know how my courtyard is, how well they take care of those spirit grasses. Although he has not fully integrated into here, there is a home for Fang Yan'an here, and there is also the Lingtian Lingcao that he has spent countless efforts on, which can be said to be the place where his immortal journey began.

When he returned to his small courtyard, he had just walked to the door when he saw the two of them suddenly rushing out, viciously surrounding Fang Yan one after the other. Fang Yan was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly smiled after treating people: "There are two senior brothers, and the junior brother is delayed on the road, so I must compensate the two senior brothers well." ”

"Compensation, then you talk about compensation. Our brother was hurt by you, and said that it would take up to ten days, who would have been busy for a month, his spiritual field was full of grass, and he had to help you work, so don't try to fool around this time. "It turned out to be the Xia brothers, and it was the boss Xia Tongwen who spoke.

"Well, don't try to lie to us this time. The second Xia Tongwu hurriedly followed, and then smiled slyly.

Fang Yan was also secretly amused in his heart, he had long known that these two would not be so easy to deal with, so he specially bought a lot of wine and food before coming, which was used to entertain them. The dialect didn't speak, first took out two pots of treasured wine, and then took out a few cooked spiritual food, bowed to the two of them, and walked towards the pavilion by the waterhole first.

As expected, the Xia brothers walked over laughing, one patted Fang Yan's shoulder, and the other was busy setting up cups and bamboo chopsticks. After a while, the three of them drank freely, first ate a meal of wine and food brought back by the dialect, and then began to complain, that is, how much suffering they suffered for the Lingtian of the dialect, and how much their farm work was delayed, and the dialect had to keep thanking.

After eating a meal from noon to nearly sunset, the Xia brothers patted their belly and prepared to get up and say goodbye. Fang Yan hurriedly took out fifty spirit stones and handed them to the two, who knew that they refused with all their might, and resolutely refused to ask for them, saying that they did not treat them as brothers, and Fang Yan had to say that he would invite them to drink again tomorrow, and then left with a smile.

Sending the two away, the dialect quickly spread all over his spiritual field, the spiritual valley white fruit tree, brahman, green ginseng, bamboo and bamboo sunflower, as well as the elixir in the medicine garden were all well taken care of, although they were not as good as their own spiritual energy, but the two brothers still put in a lot of effort. Two meals of wine and food must not be reasonable, and the two Lingshi refused to ask for it, but they were embarrassed to accept it for themselves, Fang Yan thought about it, and simply sent two pots of good wine to one person, although the spirit wine in the gourd was about to bottom out, but the spirit grass used for winemaking in his own spiritual field was about to mature, and it could be connected when it was brewed.

Fang Yan went to the medicine garden to pick some spiritual grass, entered his bathroom and began to soak in the medicine, there was no medicinal bath for a month, this time he went out, he felt more and more the importance of refining the body, if it wasn't for his physical strength, I was afraid that he would have died a long time ago, how could there be many opportunities behind. After taking a bath, he took the pill again and cultivated the Golden Que Sword Technique, anyway, now that the pill on his body is sufficient, of course, he must make more use of it, and strive to advance to the next level before the end of the year.

I still yearn for the flying dialect, and who cultivator doesn't want to fly to the sky and the earth, and feel free and free, not to mention that the dialect has already obtained a flying sword, and has always wanted to try it and taste the feeling of flying alone.

After the cultivation was completed, Fang Yan didn't do anything else, summoned the demon vine and hung it at the head of the bed, like an ornament, and told it to guard itself, and then lay down directly on the bed and fell asleep. Although there was a break during this time, the nerves did not dare to relax in the slightest, and they were always tense.

Early in the morning, the energetic dialect ran to the top of the mountain to do the morning class, this time after doing it, the dialect felt very different from before, a wisp of purple yang true qi was inhaled into the body, and it felt that it was greedily absorbed by the two big yang meridians in an instant, and then a trace of cold qi suddenly emerged in the body poured into the meridians, and the rolling yuan force slowly flowed in the two meridians, one week after one week and one week of heaven and earth, after a few weeks of continuous operation, the dialect slowly finished working, and felt that the body was surging with heat, and the physical body and strength were very obvious.

In the last Bingtan Forging Body, it turned out that there were still so many Ice Spirit Qi remaining in the body, so that the morning class in a few days would definitely have a great gain, which was an unexpected joy. It's a pity that my ability is not enough, otherwise I can dive into the ice pool and bring back some pool water or materials inside, which will also be useful for refining the body.

After breakfast, Fang Yan watered all the spiritual fields, transplanted some spiritual grasses that could be planted outside in the blue bead space, and used Rongmu Jue to pour a lot of spiritual energy into the medicine field and bamboo forest, and then performed ** tricks, gathering flowers and spiritual energy clouds in the spiritual fields of the bamboo forest and Borneo ginseng, for a whole day, I was so busy that I couldn't breathe.

In the evening, the Xia brothers arrived as scheduled, and accompanied them to drink until midnight, and when they left, one of them gave two bottles of good wine, which completely eliminated their resentment during this time. After soaking in the soup bath and practicing for a while, Fang Yan fell asleep deeply, guarded by the demon vine, Fang Yan was already not afraid of the secret attack of those small people, not to mention the black evil.

The next day, Fang Yan took care of Lingtian for a while, and found a hidden place in his house, and opened up two spirit beast rooms, one is the residence of the blood jade demon spider, and the other is where the purple pupil beast lives, and in addition, he found some utensils for them, fed some spirit grass and beast meat, and a few small things are very happy about this place, which is much more comfortable than in the soul card and spirit beast bag.

After finishing these dialects, I finally had my hands free, and it was time to open the storage bags that the three people had picked up in the Demon Spider Cave. Entering the secret room, Fang Yan used his divine sense to erase the prohibition on the storage bag little by little, these three storage bags are probably the monks of the foundation building period, the smallest space inside is ten zhang large, and the largest one is about twenty zhang square. I don't know how long a few people have been dead a long time ago, and the prohibitions above have weakened a lot, but it still took half a day for the dialect to open, and this is still a lot of improvement in the dialect's divine sense, otherwise it can only be done

There are a lot of things in it, it should be said that it is extremely rich, it is the biggest harvest since Fang Yan made a fortune, it fell to the ground, piled up into a hill, there are all the items in it, and many things are not of low grade.

Dialects are not counted one by one, but are grouped into several categories and slowly cleaned up. The number of spirit stones is not much, only a few thousand, but there are hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones, with a total value of tens of thousands, and this alone makes Fang Yan overjoyed. There are not many pill talismans, and the limited bottles of elixir are mostly pills that are promoted by monks in the foundation building period, and the talismans are a few intermediate talismans and high-level talismans, and there is even an earth escape talisman, which makes Fang Yan very happy, this is a good thing to save his life.

The largest number are ghost beast materials and ore refining materials, and some of them may have been thrown away in storage bags and not properly kept, and their spiritual power has been lost, and they are useless. Fang Yan picked them out, but there was still a lot left, and they all packed them into a storage bag.

There are still hundreds of jade boxes left on the ground, seven or eight jade slips and a small pile of magic weapons, there are two spiritual powers that are very amazing, they are spiritual weapons used by monks in the foundation building period, a small purple shield and a flying shuttle, the cultivation of dialects is not used at all, only monks in the foundation building period can use them, and I don't know if dialects have a chance in this life.

He also took out the magic weapons he got in the Demon Spider Cave, and he didn't have a chance to count them at that time, and now he has no ones to use. I found two top-grade magic weapons, four high-grade magic weapons and a medium-grade magic weapon, the best magic weapon is a sword and a sword, the top grade is a shield, an armor and a set of flying needles, in addition to a Dan furnace, and the medium-grade magic weapon is a rune pen, the grade is not high, but the workmanship is very exquisite. The rest of the ritual utensils and dialects are all put into storage bags, and the ones that are not of high quality can be sold in the future, and the better ones can be brought back to the family to give to their parents.

There are a few records of cultivation exercises in the jade slips, and the dialect level is not high, and the shape and meaning of his cultivation are by no means too much, only a few of them can learn from one or two, and the other few are experience notes and alchemy initial solutions, etc., and the value is not very high. There are a lot of good things in the hundreds of jade boxes, most of them are spiritual grass and spirit beads, and there are a small number of precious mineral materials, but what makes Fang Yan most happy is that there is a hemp herb among them. Fang Yan immediately planted the spiritual grass that was still alive, and put all the spiritual energy loss and useless things in one place, and burned it cleanly.

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