He was busy with this dialect for ten days, during which Xiao Feng came again, worried that he would not be able to get started for a while, which would affect the task of the sect. Who knew that after a few days of hard work, he would get this place in order, nodded with satisfaction, and praised the dialect loudly, of course, the dialect was on the way, and stuffed a pot of good wine, which made Xiao Feng even more satisfied.

When the seeds of Linggu were sown, Fang Yan finally finished the work at hand, and wanted to buy some daily necessities, and then buy a green cow to help with the work. These days, the main time of the dialect is spent on managing the spiritual field and practicing the spirit planting technique, and there is no time to practice the swordsmanship method, which will affect the cultivation in the long run, and then found an opportunity to consult Xiao Feng and asked him to buy a spirit beast to help, everyone does this, otherwise it will delay the cultivation if they are busy. And Xiao Feng told him that it was the most cost-effective to buy green cattle, and he only needed to make a few more sloping plots and plant white thread grass to feed, and he worked hard and hard, which could be described as good quality and low price.

The fang market outside the mountain is open from the fire gate, although the place is not big, but it is a fairy fang within a radius of thousands of miles, there are many monks who trade there every day, and there are many things to buy. Some time ago, there was too much farm work to walk, but today I can finally take a breath and prepare to go down the mountain to Fang City.

Early in the morning, Fang Yan came to Xiao Feng, one was to ask him for leave, and the other was to borrow his green crane, Fang Yan couldn't fly, and Xiao Feng's green crane was just used to travel, of course, there were conditions, and the price was a pot of wine.

Soon the dialect rode off on the green crane, and the fang city was not far from here, only two or three hundred miles, and in less than two hours, the dialect arrived. flew down far away, and put the green crane into the spirit beast bag he carried.

This fang market was built by the sect, and it was also protected by a magic circle, and it was staffed by full-time guards, and most of the monks within a radius of thousands of miles would come here to trade. Entering the Fang City, because Fang Yan is a monk of the Lihuo Sect, even though he is a servant disciple, he is also exempted from the entrance fee of two spirit stones, and the spirit stone is a small treatment, and Fang Yan finally got a little bit of treatment as a disciple of the sect.

The whole city is built in a valley, with a total of three main streets, one on each side of the hillside and the valley floor. The city is bustling with people, and there are shouts everywhere, selling everything. Fang Yan walked casually unhurriedly, asking about the price from time to time in the stalls and shops on both sides, and everyone didn't mind when they saw that he was dressed as a disciple of the Fire Gate.

On the street halfway up the mountainside, the things sold were obviously a little higher-level, and Fang Yan bought a bottle of Qingqi Pill and two bottles of Huangya Pill there, and spent more than fifty spirit stones. The sect only distributes two spirit stones and two yellow bud pills every month, although it is much better than the Fang family, but it is too far from the demand for dialects. But Fang Yan didn't dare to buy more, after all, he was only a little monk at the first level of Qi refining.

The dialect here is not familiar, and it is so close to the sect, and he is still wearing the clothes of the sect, so he doesn't dare to sell the things he got before. Fortunately, I have a lot of savings, and there are thousands of spirit stones, and I can't buy the magic weapon, and I can't buy it, so I thought about it and bought a map in the shop, so that I can go out in the future.

I bought a few spiritual grasses that didn't exist in a few loose cultivators, although they were all very low in age, but the dialect didn't care. Later, Fang Yan found a place dedicated to selling seedlings, called Aoki Pavilion, and walked in, dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Fire Gate, and one of them walked up quickly, a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Fang Yan checked the spirit grass seedlings and chatted with the female cultivator. Shops like this that deal in seedlings are mainly dealing with the sect family, and they don't buy much in casual cultivation, and they only buy a small amount. Listening to the tone of the dialect, it seemed that he was still a sect procurator or something, and he wanted to buy a lot of seedlings, and the female cultivator was very happy.

After chatting for a while, Fang Yan figured out that this shop was opened by a small family near Fang City, the Cangmu family, which was a spirit plant family, which had been passed down for more than ten generations, mainly to sell high-grade elixirs and spirit grass seedlings, which were all famous in this vicinity, and almost monopolized the trade of spirit grass seedlings in this Fang City.

The cultivation of spirit grass is very particular, and it is not like wild grass that can be planted at will, and even some spirit grass cannot be planted artificially. Most of the spiritual herbs required by the monks need to be cultivated and planted in a professional way, and they also need to use special spiritual planting methods, which are all secrets of the family. Of course, big road goods like Linggu Baiguo are not listed, so they are not valuable, and the Lingzhi family grows varieties that need to be professionally planted, and the female cultivator is also a little worried about whether the dialect can have such a means, but how could she know that the dialect has such a treasure against the sky.

The dialect covered all the seedlings here, and casually said more than 20 kinds, many of which he already had, in fact, what he wanted most were two of them, namely the Blood Transformation Grass and the Jade Jiao Vine. They are all used for refining the body, and they are needed for a pair of decoctions, and the dialect has already gathered the rest of the auxiliary medicines, and there are only three main medicines, and if you buy these two, you will only need one Golden Flame Fruit. This decoction is ranked in front of the recipes used in the dialect now, and the effect will be even better.

Yan bought so much at once, and the female cultivator didn't expect it, but she still reminded Fang Yan: "Are these seedling Daoists sure they want it? ”

Fang Yan had expected her to be like this, so he said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist is not lying, without these spirit grasses, are you still worried that you won't be able to pay for the spirit stones?"

The female cultivator was a little annoyed when she saw Fang Yan, so she didn't dare to say any more, so she quickly counted it, and then raised her head and said, "There are a total of three hundred and forty-two spirit stones, even if it is three hundred and forty, what do you think?"

Fang Yan nodded and said, "The price is fair, can you give me some more planting tools?"

"That's naturally okay, I'll get a set for Daoyou. ”

As soon as hundreds of spirit stones were paid, the transaction was completed, and the female cultivator was no longer small, and she was sent to the door with a smile on her face.

Subsequently, Fang Yan went to the special spirit animal market, one by one, and even the stalls of scattered cultivation were not spared. This kind of green cow is actually very common, it is a spirit animal that has been domesticated by humans for tens of thousands of years, it can almost be regarded as a domestic animal, many families have it for sale, but the dialect does not know how to identify, there are many of them. In the end, he still came to a shop specializing in selling spirit beasts, and he didn't dare to buy it in the hands of Sanxiu, for fear of buying something of bad quality, but the price was a lot more expensive, and it cost a total of one hundred and fifty spirit stones, which was fifty more expensive.

In the end, Fang Yan bought some furniture and daily necessities, went to a restaurant, ordered three dishes, bought a few pots of the best spirit wine here, and spent more than twenty spirit stones. After eating and resting for a quarter of an hour, Fang Yan quickly left Fang City and released the green crane to hurry back.

After flying for an hour, Luoxialing was already in sight, Fang Yan suddenly felt in danger, and before Fang Yan could make preparations, he saw a black-clothed monk flying from the left and right, holding a flying sword, and leaned towards Fang Yan tightly. Two mid-stage monks can fly with imperial weapons, but their divine sense is not enough to use two magic weapons at the same time, and they can't use other magic weapons when they step on the flying sword.

Fang Yan's heart sank, but he didn't panic, he immediately took out a few talismans, stimulated them one by one and threw them left and right in turn, "boom" a few times in a row, the two had to use mana to prop up the shield, paused, and quickly chased after him. Qinghe is a flying spirit animal, but it is timid by nature, and when it encounters an attack, it becomes flustered, and flies indiscriminately, so that Fang Yan almost fell just now.

This place has entered the outer mountain range of the Fire Gate, and the dialect hurries down the green crane, otherwise it will be killed sooner or later. As soon as the green crane was collected, there were a few talismans in his hand, and the two people behind him shouted angrily. Then the dialect quickly burrowed into the woods, and then unleashed an improved night wind, much faster than it had been in the innate period.

The two of them didn't say a word, although they knew that this was already the sphere of influence of the Fire Gate, but when it came to the fat in their mouths, they were willing to give up, so they chased after them. This chase only found that the dialect body was extremely fast, and it was difficult to catch up in this wood, and the two of them were a little reluctant to take out the magic talisman and slapped it on their bodies, and the speed instantly accelerated a little, and they were about to catch up with the dialect.

At this time, Fang Yan was also in a hurry, and hurriedly took out the Shenxing talisman and slapped it on his body, and several people ran in the mountains and forests one after the other. Fang Yan is only one level of Qi refining, and those two people are both mid-stage Qi refining cultivators, with more than four levels of Qi refining, and they have taken a big advantage in mana, chasing for half an hour, Fang Yan is already a little short of mana, but the speed of those two people is not slow.

This is still a talisman used, if all the mana is used, the dialect will have already been consumed, the eye talisman will lose its effect, and the speed of the three of them will slow down by then, but the distance between them is not far, only less than ten zhang remaining, and the imperial magic weapon can barely attack. A black-clothed monk was about to attack, but when he saw Fang Yan take out another magic talisman and slap it his body, the speed suddenly increased, and he quickly opened up the distance again.

"This kid is really rich, he is a fat sheep, and he has prepared two magic talismans. ”

"I flew up and stared at it from afar, and you continued to chase below. As he spoke, the taller blackfriar unleashed his flying sword, and Edgeworth flew up.

Fang Yan was bitter in his heart at this time, it turned out that he was in a panic when he fled for his life just now, but he just fled to a place with a dark and dark background, and he actually deviated from the direction of returning to the sect, no wonder the two people behind him chased more and more tightly.

"Trouble, I'm out of this woods in front, and without these obstacles, those two edgeworthies are flying, and I can't run at all. Fang Yan was very helpless, and now he could still rely on the Divine Talisman to open up some distance, but the monk above his head was following more and more.

Suddenly, Fang Yan's eyes lit up, and there was a mountain wall on the left, and a large dark hole was in the distance.

"I hope this cave grows as long as possible, but it doesn't end as a dead end. Fang Yan secretly prayed in his heart that the luck that had helped him so many times would come again.

In just a few breaths, Fang Yan dodged into the cave and ran forward lifelessly. He hadn't gone far before the surroundings became pitch black, and there was no light, all thanks to a little poor divine sense. At this time, Fang Yan's inspiration moved, and one after another flame charms were thrown out continuously, but his body flashed behind a stone in the cave, and then his consciousness moved, and then he had to be very careful to fall in the middle of the pile of rubble with a slight blue bead, and it was difficult to distinguish it.

"That kid is there, he can't run now. "There was a shout not far from here, the divine consciousness coverage of the cultivator in the middle stage of Qi cultivation was much larger, generally seven or eight zhang square, in this dark hole, as long as he acted carefully, it didn't matter.

The two of them hurried here in the light of the fire, only to find that the man's trace had suddenly disappeared, like the wind. The two looked at each other in the darkness, then slowed down and carefully searched forward.

At this time, Fang Yan was sitting cross-legged on the dirt bag in the space, swallowing several pills to restore spiritual power one after another, holding a spiritual stone in each hand, desperately absorbing spiritual energy, and in about a quarter of an hour, most of the spiritual power had been restored. However, Fang Yan still didn't have confidence in the concealment ability of this bead, so he carefully poked out his divine sense, felt that there was no one around, and immediately slapped another divine talisman on his body, dodged out of the blue bead space, and ran towards the exit with all his might.

After only a short while, he came out of the cave, and the dialect did not stop at all, and he fled with all his strength in the direction of the fire gate.

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