In this way, the two made a bet in front of Emperor Meng Zhiya and Empress Qiu Shiyu, and then, Meng Zhiya also opened the note presented by Fang Yi with full curiosity.

Under this look, Meng Zhiya was stunned, and he didn't say anything for a long time, and the queen Qiu Shiyu next to him saw Meng Zhiya's reaction, and also looked sideways curiously, but he was also stunned.

"Haha, I'll just say, it's ridiculous to write a few words and want to win the favor of the emperor's uncle!"

Meng Qingying tugged at the corner of Fang Yi's clothes with some worry.

And Meng Qingxin was also stunned for a moment because she used her divine sense to read the words on the note, and then looked at Fang Yi with an incredulous expression.

The other lords and princes were just like Meng Changtian, showing ridiculous expressions, they were imagining what the emperor would do with Fang Yi next.

Fang Yi ignored the sneers of these people, he wanted to use the facts to prove who was ridiculous, and then asked: "Your Majesty, do you like my note?" or do you like the longevity pill?"

Meng Zhiya and Qiu Shiyu were awakened by Fang Yi's words, and then the two of them looked up at Fang Yi with a bright eye, and Meng Zhiya said without hesitation: "Both are good, but I prefer your note!"

When this sentence fell, the audience instantly fell silent, only Fang Yi smiled and turned his head to look at Meng Changtian.

"This can't be!" Meng Changtian couldn't believe it.

"Bold!" Fang Yi shouted, "Are you questioning the emperor's preferences?"

Meng Changtian was taken aback, and hurriedly leaned over towards Meng Zhiya and said, "Nephew doesn't dare!"

At this moment, Meng Zhiya's face was full of laughter, and he ordered: "Fang Yi, wait for me to announce the end of the feast, Changtian, since you have lost the bet, the 100,000 taels of gold should be handed over to Fang Yi within today." ”

"Yes!"

Meng Changtian was unwilling, how could his longevity pill not be as good as that little note? What was written on that little note?

The feast continued, Fang Yi was very refreshed, and easily earned 100,000 taels of gold, even looking at him with Meng Zhiya and Qiu Shiyu, as if he was looking at a baby, faintly excited.

Meng Changtian's face was not good-looking, and he drank sullen wine alone and said nothing.

The feast continued until the end of the evening, and Meng Zhiya summoned Fang Yi alone in the dormitory and asked, "Fang Yi, is what you wrote on that note true?"

"Really!" Fang Yi nodded seriously.

Meng Zhiya said again: "You must know that I have been worried about this for many years, and I have also taken some monk pills, but they are all ineffective!"

Meng Zhiya looked at Fang Yi's gaze a little hot, Fang Yi understood very well, for any man, if something went wrong there and saw the hope of returning to normal, it was estimated that he would be extremely excited, not to mention that Meng Zhiya was still an emperor.

At the afternoon feast, Fang Yi's note said that he had a way to cure the emperor's inaction, so he completely defeated Meng Changqing's longevity pill.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, boy, I'll treat you. Fang Yi chuckled, and the trace of heavenly spirit power left by the gold ingot in his right index finger was gradually mobilized by him.

"Okay, good!" Meng Zhiya was sitting on his back, looking at Fang Yi a little nervously.

"Your Majesty can relax. ”

As he spoke, Fang Yi pinched out the sword finger in his right hand, and that trace of golden Heavenly Spirit Power was brought to his fingertips, and then with Fang Yi's fierce wave, that trace of Heavenly Spirit Power turned into a golden light, which shot directly at Meng Zhiya's crotch.

"Your Majesty, how do you feel?" Fang Yi hurriedly asked.

Dream Zhiya: "It's numb." ”

After half a ring, Fang Yi asked again: "Your Majesty, can you lift it?"

Meng Zhiya's old face couldn't help but blush: "Ahem, if you don't do this, you have to wait for me to test it." ”

Only then did Fang Yi know that what he was asking was wrong, and then he said with interest: "Then Your Majesty, you will have a good experiment tonight, and the kid will leave first." ”

"Uh-huh!" Meng Zhiya nodded hurriedly.

Out of the dormitory of Dream Zhiya, Fang Yi knew that his father-in-law, the old man, was estimated to be fighting on the battlefield tonight, but what about himself?

"Hey!"

sighed, I don't know if Meng Qingxin will come over tonight, and returned to his bedroom, sure enough, I didn't see Meng Qingxin.

In the afternoon, the 100,000 taels of gold that Meng Changtian lost had already asked someone to send the golden ticket over, and now he is rich again. So what should I do if I'm so bored tonight?

If you want to cultivate, it's too boring without a spirit stone, and you're a monk anyway, and you promised to help the demon take revenge, so you can't sleep every night without cultivating, right?

An hour later, Fang Yi walked out of the palace alone and walked on the streets of the imperial city.

"Qing Xin said that although the Qin Emperor City is secular in the world, there is also a monk shop called Jiabao Pavilion that serves the monks who stayed in the past, and now go and sell the Sunflower Treasure Book for spirit stones, and then use the spirit stones to cultivate. ”

It was the dead of night, and Fang Yi was running quickly towards the center of the Imperial City on the street, because the Jiabao Pavilion that Meng Qingxin said was in the center of the city.

Soon, a gorgeous attic appeared in Fang Yi's field of vision, and there were two black-clothed people guarding the door, Fang Yi's divine sense swept away, and he knew that these two people were monks of the third level of Qi cultivation.

"Stop, ordinary mortals, no entry. ”

Seeing Fang Yi approaching, one of the men in black shouted.

Fang Yi's cultivation of immortals and demons was also hidden, so the two black-clothed people didn't see that Fang Yi was cultivating, they only heard Fang Yi laugh and said, "The two cultivators of the third level of qi cultivation also want to stop me?"

When the two black-clothed men heard Fang Yi's words, they knew that Fang Yi was also a monk, but the two of them couldn't see Fang Yi's cultivation, which could only mean that Fang Yi's cultivation was much higher than theirs.

The person who had drunk Fang Yi before arched his hand and said, "I don't know what you need to come to our Jiabao Pavilion?"

"Sell this exercise. ”

With that, Fang Yi strode inside, and one of the black-clothed men hurriedly followed.

As soon as he stepped into this Armor Treasure Pavilion, Fang Yi found that there was a cave inside, far larger than it looked from the outside, and there were many monk utensils for sale that Fang Yi had never seen before.

"Let your stewards come out, this exercise I sold is not for you to call the shots. ”

Fang Yi said very generously, it must not be ruled out that there is an element of pretending, and the man in black beside him asked in a low voice, "I don't know what level of the exercises that you are going to sell?"

Fang Yi turned his head and glanced at the man in black, as if casually: "Ground level." ”

"Ground level!"

The man in black almost exclaimed, the highest level of their Jiabao Pavilion transaction was only the Xuan level, but tonight there was a ground level, you must know the ground level exercises, it is a precious and rare existence.

And those who can casually take out the ground-level exercises to sell them are by no means simple!

At that moment, the man in black respectfully said that the senior would wait a moment, and hurriedly ran towards the second floor of the Jiabao Pavilion.

Looking at the change in the attitude of this man in black before and after, Fang Yi also probably knew the preciousness of the ground-level exercises, and couldn't help but smile slightly, he was not afraid of being cheated later.

After a while, the man in black went and returned, and said with some sweat on his forehead: "Senior, Deacon Tian is invited, please come with me." ”

Hmm? The prefecture-level exercises are so awesome, so shouldn't Deacon Tian come down to see me in person?

Fang Yi felt unhappy in his heart, and secretly said that the service attitude of this Jiabao Pavilion was really poor, but he also followed behind the man in black and walked towards the second floor.

Outside a small room on the second floor, the man in black left, and then Fang Yi walked in.

I saw a thin back standing with his back to Fang Yi, with one hand behind him, and the other hand stroking the short beard urn on his chin, and said angrily: "Young man, what kind of prefecture-level exercises are you going to sell?"

Fang Yi didn't answer, because he suddenly found two questions, the first: it may be that the prefecture-level exercises are not worth anything at all.

The second: Lao Tzu met a master of pretending to be a master tonight.