Xiangyu can't be more than twenty years old, and is at most two years older than herself. She dresses like a young woman, which is what she wears when she gets married.

"I want a formation, a magic formation, a formation that can block spiritual power. Do you know the price?"

"The price is easy to talk about, as long as the little brother can do a favor for the sister."

"Let's talk about the price first, and then we'll talk about the help."

Xiangyu smiled, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a set of array disks flashed on the wall.

"This is a second-level magic formation. It can make mortals and Qi-refining monks get lost. The foundation-building period is almost the same. It doesn't matter how high-level it is."

As soon as the array was introduced, Xiangyu seemed quite serious and did not use the ability of charm.

"Is there anything better?"

"Third-level formations are available, but they have to wait."

"for how long?"

The third-level magic formation can deceive the old guys from various sects. Who is this girl? Can she refine the third-level formation?

"It's not a matter of time, it's a matter of me."

Xiangyu seemed to have changed into a different person, with a murderous look on his face, which was caused by hatred.

"Why?"

"Because I'm in a bad mood, I can't make the formation."

"Sister, how can you be in a good mood?"

"Kill someone."

When she spoke, Xiangyu really changed. The colorful clothes on her body seemed to have turned white, and the whole thing looked like a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

"Who to kill?"

"Lin Xuhu, the young master of the Feilong Gang, has reached the tenth level of Qi Refining Stage, and is just one step away from entering the foundation building."

The young woman's teeth were almost bleeding from biting her teeth, and the words "Lin Xuhu" came out bit by bit from between her teeth.

"How can I help you?"

"I think I can."

Xiangyu was born with charming bones and spiritual eyes. He could tell at a glance that this handyman disciple was not simple. He could have a seventh-level cultivation. Moreover, this person had no backing. If he gave him benefits, he might be able to help himself.

The seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage! Being able to reach the seventh level in a handyman's room with no resources should not be underestimated. Among many people, she chose him.

"Okay! Get me a second-order phantom formation. How many spiritual stones are there?"

Xiangyu froze on the spot, wondering what Ning Xiaofan's words meant?

"50 spiritual stones, don't you want a third-order magic array?"

Although the sound sounded nice, it started to change from warm to cold.

"Yes, but I'm not strong enough right now. Let's wait until I'm stronger!"

"You, you bad guy, when do you think you will have the strength to kill him?"

The murderous words came from the mouth of a beautiful woman, and it was so comfortable to hear. Xiangyu's body trembled, her words suddenly became warmer, and she seemed to see something in her eyes.

"Ding, congratulations to the master, your charm value has increased."

Good guy, Xiangyu has a good impression of me, so she has increased her charm value by 2 points. If the charm value reaches a certain level, will she be able to compete with her charm skills? It’s interesting!

"If you have the chance to help me kill him, I will give you the third-level formation. How long will it take?"

Ning Xiaofan knew that she had an unspeakable secret. If she didn't have deep hatred and hatred, how could she say murderous words from the mouth of a beautiful woman.

"Give me half a year, can you help me make the formation first? I will bring that person's head in half a year to replace it."

"Really? I'll wait for you! I'll give you a big gift then!"

Xiangyu's two hands held Ning Xiaofan's right hand. Her whole body was really numb and her skin was covered with goosebumps. If she kept doing this, she almost couldn't hold it anymore. She was such a seductive little fairy.

"Little brother, I still don't know what your name is?"

"I'm Ning Xiaofan."

"Okay, it's settled. If my brother kills that person, my sister will give me a big gift."

"Ding, congratulations to the master, your charm value has increased."

Lin Xuhu, the young master of the Feilong Gang, has reached the tenth level of Qi Refining Stage and is just one step away from entering the foundation building stage.

Now, if you find such a person as your opponent, you are looking for death. Needless to say, one against one is no match for him. If someone else's gang takes action, you will be killed by the wind!

Xiangyu meant that as long as she killed him, she could exchange his head for a third-level formation. There was no time limit, so she could wait.

Ning Xiaofan brought the formation that he bought for 50 spirit stones. It was the first time for him, a handyman disciple, to have his own "family protection formation". He usually only gets it when he has his own cave.

In Fentian Valley, inner sect disciples can build caves within the central area of ​​Fentian Valley. Most of the people who guard the caves use second-level formations. Only sects can have third-level formations. Xiangyu can create third-level formations. That is really true.

Very strong.

"Xiaofan, the boss lady of Shenji Building is so pretty."

"Well, it's just too charming and demonic."

"Let's go to the Weapon Refining Pavilion and pick out a magic weapon for you."

"What should you choose for me? I only have ten spiritual stones, I'm afraid it won't be enough!"

The surprise in Fang Yichen's eyes dimmed again.

These ten spiritual stones are still intended to be used to buy weight loss pills, but who knows if they will be able to buy them.

“If you don’t want to buy it, you can take a look at it first and then buy it when conditions permit.”

As soon as the two of them entered the Weapon Refining Pavilion, a strong man came out and said, "Two of you, what magic weapon do you want?"

An unharmonious voice came from one side, "Old Gao, don't worry about them. Just answer me correctly first. Those two handyman disciples, what do you care about them?"

"Liu Xing, pick yours. Everyone here is a guest. Please wait a moment. I'll let the two of you pick."

Ning Xiaofan turned around and saw the man. He had a slender face, a long upside-down nose, and his nostrils pointed upward. It was a bit disgusting.

"What are you looking at? You are a poor guy, how can you have spiritual stones to buy magic weapons?"

"What does it matter to you whether you buy it or not? You just eat carrots and don't worry about it."

Ning Xiaofan doesn't care who you are. Unless you have too much cultivation and you are in danger of life and death, otherwise no one can get an advantage in front of you.

"I'll go, boy, you don't want to hang out anymore, how dare you offend the inner disciples?"

"Inner disciples can't bully others either!"

"How about if I bully you?"

A ray of light shot out from Liu Xing's hand, and Ning Xiaofan's hand flashed, and with a clang, a fairy sword was knocked out.

"There's something! Are you an outer disciple? Why haven't I seen you?"

"Liu Xing, if you do anything again, I will tell your master."

"Lao Gao, you just like to be nosy."

Liu Xing's eyes flashed and he glanced at Ning Xiaofan and Ning Xiaofan fiercely.

"Shopkeeper, I want to choose a flying sword."

"Okay, these are the better ones in our store, but the price is a bit high."

"Tell me, what are the prices of these flying swords?"

Ning Xiaofan himself has a real magic weapon, the Wenxin Sword, and now he mainly wants to see if there is anything suitable for this little fat man.

From the moment Fang Yichen held the Spiritual Light Sword, his eyes never left, and his hand kept stroking the spiritual patterns on the sword. He felt indescribable love in his heart, 50 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones!

This sword can be used at least until the late stage of foundation building. If it is refined, it may be able to improve its quality.

The 50 spirit stones were all from Ning Xiaofan. Finally, he gave the sword to Fang Yichen. He was so excited that he didn’t know what to say and gave Ning Xiaofan a big hug.

Now Ning Xiaofan is poor again. He only has 65 spiritual stones, so he can only save money.

Fang Yichen came over again, "Xiaofan, I love you so much!"

"Go, go, go aside. Whoever cares about you should go to whoever you want."

The two left the Weapon Refining Pavilion while fighting. Liu Xing was holding a newer spiritual sword. His face seemed to have been beaten. The bruises were a bit scary. That was fifty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.

!

It took more than ten years for me to save thirty low-grade spiritual stones. Did the two handyman disciples actually come up with that much?

Liu Xing's eyes flashed with greed as he disappeared into the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

The two of them had just left Fentiangufang City when they felt someone following them. The main reason was that Ning Xiaofan's soul was powerful and his cultivation had reached the 7th level of the Qi Refining Stage, which was much stronger than Fang Yichen.

"Xiaochen, what is the first step if you are in danger?"

"Xiaofan, you mean, run?" The two seemed to have a tacit understanding. They turned a corner, raised their legs and started running wildly.
To be continued...