After a few hours, Qin Feng finally returned to Fang City, when it was getting dark, but none of the shops that were open were closed.

What was surprising was that when he returned to Fang City and passed by the light mask at the gate of Fang City, the yellow light spots that had penetrated into his body did not show the slightest sign of coming out.

After entering the market, although he had not yet regained his mind, he still went to a medium-sized shop that sold spirit runes according to the plan.

After a small half-pillar of incense, he finally walked out of a medium-sized shop called Yaoguang Fuge, pù, with a pale black storage bag hanging from his waist, which matched the color of his clothes.

The storage bag he used to use was the lowest-level storage bag, with less than a foot of space inside.

And the storage bag hanging from his waist is a high-end storage bag, which not only has a space the size of five zhang inside, but also has the function of dripping blood to recognize the master.

There are two types of storage bags, one is the ordinary storage bag, in addition to the small space of the ordinary storage bag, other monks can also forcibly probe the contents of the bag. For example, when he faced the ugly woman White Lotus before, his storage bag had already been snatched away by him, but he still probed his divine thoughts into it and consulted the Regret Dragon Gong and so on.

And the other is the storage bag that recognizes the owner with blood, and after the blood is recognized, the formation in the storage bag to prevent the snooping of the divine thoughts will be activated, blocking the divine thoughts of a person who is not the owner. As an added bonus, even if he dies in an accident, it will be difficult for the enemy to open his storage bag once they get their hands on it.

Although the thing is good, the price is also expensive, which makes him feel painful!

earned nearly 6,000 spirit stones in the Doufa Field, and gave Liu Lin 2,000 before leaving. I spent two thousand to buy a storage bag for myself just now, and I bought another 1,500 spirit stones for the talisman materials.

In a blink of an eye, he became a poor egg again, but with the materials for drawing runes, are you still worried that there are no spirit stones?

Qin Feng smiled, discerned the direction, and walked towards Baixiaotang in Fang City.

There are two mysterious organizations in Fang City, namely the Wanyue Assassination Team and Baixiaotang. As long as there are monks who can afford the price, the Wanyue Group will dare to kill even the monks of the Weeping Blood Sect, and Bai Xiaotang will dare to divulge the traces and privacy of the elders of the Weeping Blood Sect. However, the price was not acceptable to ordinary monks.

These two organizations occasionally do something to damage the Weeping Blood Sect. The Weeping Blood Sect still let these two organizations survive. It is enough to prove the strength behind it.

The reason why he went to Baixiaotang was to inquire about who else in Yunjingfang City could refine the Blood Crystal Pill besides Qingchuanzi.

Now, in a few months, the Yunjing Xiaohui will begin, and this time the boy absorbs mana and causes an amazing celestial phenomenon. Many monks thought that there was a treasure in this place. So this time, although it is a small meeting. But its excitement is definitely even more than that of the Yunjing Conference.

And so it goes. He had to improve his strength, even if he couldn't benefit from it, but at least he would save his life first.

It's been a few months. It was impossible for him to cultivate to the Qi Refining Realm, and he could only work hard in the physical body.

Even if he didn't cultivate the physical arts, the medicinal power of the Blood Crystal Pill alone could make his body strong and horizontal dù reach the mid-level Cheng dù of one turn.

I think that the Yunjing Xiaohui will definitely gather monks, and there are many treasures. If he has improved his Dharma Body Double Cultivation, he will definitely be able to gain great benefits from it, and he may even get the antidote to the Gu Heart Worm.

More than half an hour later, he came to the door of a large family that seemed to be a large folk family, and there was a yellowed plaque hanging at the door, and the three words "Baixiaotang" were written on the plaque, which looked extremely ordinary.

"Knock knock" Qin Feng stretched out his hand and knocked on the wooden door.

"What's the matter? A child's voice came from inside.

"Something more than a hundred spirit stones. Qin Feng's expression did not move, and he replied lightly.

With a "crunch", the wooden door was opened, and Qin Feng was led by a boy in blue and walked towards a room.

After a while, he came to a room, which was like the room of a mortal teacher, with a few simple tables and chairs.

A young man in a Confucian robe, with a white face and beard, was sitting on a chair, holding a thin scroll in his hand, shaking his head and reading.

"Mr. Fang, a guest is here. After the boy walked in, he saw that the middle-aged man was reading again, and reminded him in a humming tone.

"Ah, there's a guest, where is it?" The middle-aged man hurriedly put away the book and looked around hurriedly, at this time Qin Feng had already sensed that this person was in the Qi Induction Realm.

And since he entered this courtyard, there was a faint feeling of discomfort all over his body, which was the instinctive coercion of a high-ranking monk against a low-level monk. He was now sure that there must be a monk in the courtyard who was at least a monk from the Spiritual Liquid Realm.

"Uh-huh" Qin Feng saw that the person was funny, his throat moved, and he made some noises.

"Let Brother Tai see the outside, what is said in this book is too reasonable, and it will inevitably fall into it, and I hope that Brother Tai Haihan. This person arched his hand and said to Qin Feng very sincerely.

"It's okay, I'd like to ask something. Qin Feng walked directly over to Mr. Nafang and said calmly. At this time, when the boy saw that it had been arranged, he also bowed down and retreated.

Many years later, Qin Feng learned that monks such as Mr. Fang were originally mortals without a spiritual personality. But because he loves to learn and knows enough truths, he was given a spirit by this Baixiaotang organization and helped Baixiaotang work.

"This guest officer will tell me what you want to inquire about, and Fang will quote the price to the guest officer. After Mr. Fang calmed down, he said very elegantly, it really looks like that. Fortunately, he had been in the mortal world before, and ordinary monks didn't know what a guest officer meant.

"I want to inquire, apart from Qingchuanzi near Yunjingfang City, who else can refine the Blood Crystal Pill. Qin Feng asked.

"It takes two hundred spirit stones to inquire about this news, do you want to continue?" said Mr. Fang after hearing this.

"Go on. Qin Feng said lightly, but he was very depressed in his heart, just one news was two hundred spirit stones, which was extremely pitiful.

After hearing this, Mr. Fang took out a three-inch-wide and two-foot-long scroll from his storage bag, as well as a pale gold spirit pen, and wrote on the scroll.

Mr. Fang was writing unscrupulously, and Qin Feng naturally had no reason not to read it, only to see Mr. Fang write on it, "Yunjingfang City, Blood Crystal Pill." "Seven big words.

After a while, the seven large characters disappeared into the scroll, but a simple map appeared on the left side of the white paper, a gloomy old man with tall bones but flesh and bones. The old man had no hair on his head, his face was yellow, and his eyes were very green.

In addition, there are some mysterious symbols floating on the scroll, but they are not something he can understand.

After staring at the picture carefully for a while, Mr. Fang took a jade slip and pasted it on his forehead, as if he was copying its contents.

"Daoist friends take this well, the information of the person who can refine this pill, and you can also get some information by giving out thirty spirit stones. Mr. Fang handed a piece of moon-white jade to Qin Feng and said.

"Okay, tell me what information. Qin Feng said directly, since the two hundred spirit stones have come out, he naturally won't care about these dozens of spirit stones.

"Although Qingchuanzi is difficult to speak, at least it won't harm your life. But this person is a well-known evil cultivator, and he is even more of a Qi Refining Realm cultivator, if the strength of the Daoist friend is not good, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat with his whole body. Mr. Fang said very solemnly.

"Thank you very much. Qin Feng said with a faint smile, and with a wave of his hand, there was an extra pile of spirit stones on the table.

Subsequently, after Qin Feng handed over the spirit stones, he said goodbye to each other and left Baixiao Hall.

"The White Bone Dao Man. After Qin Feng probed his divine thoughts into it, he found a name that was very appropriate to the portrait at first glance. (To be continued......)

PS: No matter how bad people and things are, it can only affect our mood, but it can never determine our actions.

A qiē is all about the mentality|!