"Oh... there are no spirit stones, and I come back into the treasure mountain, which is sad and lamentable..."

After the exchange meeting, Fang Xi, Master Jiuxuan and Di Qi left the market together.

Master Jiuxuan touched his beard and sighed with a long and whisper.

I have to say that many of Lu Zhi’s clearance and sale are good things, and at least one to twenty percent cheaper than the market!

Even Di Qi couldn't help but buy a few talismans that Zong Fu Master usually made.

Only he and Fang Xi were really short of money and could only watch.

"Oh...what am I? Chen Ping, a fellow Taoist Chen, is so powerful that he actually took down the inheritance of the Zong Fu Master!" Di Qi sighed, showing an unwilling look on his face: "The Zong Fu Master's talisman making skills are quite exquisite. I even suspect that he has obtained the second-level inheritance... I don't know how much it will reveal in his notes?"

"That must be none. How can the second-level inheritance be worth 200 spirit stones? Will it be stupid when Fellow Daoist Lu?" Fang Xi laughed in silence.

According to his estimate, there are several first-level top-grade talismans in the Jade Notes, which is that Lu Zhi treats people with sincerity.

"That's right... but Fellow Daoist Chen still has a chance." Master Jiuxuan said with a serious look: "As long as he can marry Fellow Daoist Lu, wouldn't he kill two birds with one stone, and while holding the beauty back, he could also obtain the real secret treasure of a talisman master?"

"Haha! Hope that's the case."

The three of them made laughs that men knew.

...

The next day.

Fang Xi went to the foot of the mountain to buy food, returned to the Daliang World, fed Tai Sui in large quantities, and then cut his flesh.

By a few days later, he had already accumulated nearly 400 kilograms of Tai Sui meat in his hands.

Baiqiaolou.

Bang!

Four hundred kilograms of monster meat hit the ground, making the shopkeeper Qi Liu laughed so hard that he couldn't stop.

He operated honestly and indeed paid off.

So, didn’t this casual cultivator bring all the flesh of the monster?

"This fellow Taoist, it is really an honor for us Baiqiaolou to choose our Baiqiaolou. We can't we give up tea?"

Manager Qi smiled very kindly.

After all, the dozens of kilograms of monster meat were bought by a cultivator for a high price, and he really made a small profit.

"Please!"

Yingsong quickly brewed a cup of spiritual tea, but Fang Xi just raised the cup and did not drink it.

After all, it is really more conscientious to be able to get involved in the world of immortal cultivation, and this is especially true for drinking.

"The meat quality of this monster is the same as before. It should be from the same monster... Huh?"

After checking, Qi Liu suddenly felt a little surprised and confused: "Is this monster without bones? This monster bone is a good thing. The bone marrow can be used as an auxiliary material for alchemy, and bone mass can be used to refine weapons..."

"The shopkeeper's good eyesight, this monster is indeed as soft as boneless, very strange. Unfortunately, there is only this one..."

Fang Xi sighed in a pretentious manner and secretly swore that he would never sell Tai Sui meat in this way in the future.

Anyway... after leaving Black Stone City, he can completely fight other monsters to sell them.

There are many monsters in the Daliang world and their strength is low, so they are the best monster-sweeping targets!

"There are four hundred kilograms of monster meat, a total of forty spirit stones. What do you think about it?"

Qi Liu quickly calculated the weight and even made some things for Fang Xi.

"The storekeeper's atmosphere."

Fang Xi opened his mouth: "But I want to buy a talisman, I wonder if Baiqiaolou has it?"

Compared with Tianfu Palace and Danding Pavilion, Baiqiao Tower is more like a grocery store, so he has this question.

"Oh, I wonder what kind of talisman it is?" Qi Liu was a little surprised.

"It's only a first-level talisman that can be broken." Fang Xi emphasized.

"Is the first-level ban talisman broken?" Qi Liu thought for a while and smiled: "This fellow Taoist is so lucky. This kind of talisman is extremely rare. Originally, there was no one in this building, but yesterday a customer happened to sell one. His appearance was intact and his spiritual energy did not overflow much. Please see!"

He patted his waist lightly and took out a wooden box that Fang Xi looked slightly familiar from a tip.

After opening it, a talisman that broke the forbidden talisman that was exactly the same as that day appeared in front of Fang Xi.

‘Maybe it’s really the collection of Master Zong Fu, and the buyer sold it to Baiqiaolou again?’

A look of thought flashed in Fang Xi's eyes.

But no matter whether this talisman is or not, it has nothing to do with him.

After a closer inspection, Fang Xi asked for the price: "Yes, it is indeed a first-level top-grade ban breaking talisman. I wonder what the price is?"

"Haha... The Heavenly Talisman Palace will sell at least thirty-five spiritual stones. I don't want this errand fee. Just give it an original price for fellow Taoist."

Qi Liu took a sip of tea and said sincerely.

'But I clearly remember that Lu Zhi sold this talisman for thirty-one spirit stones... Forget it, I can't say it.'

Fang Xi maintained the cold character of the demon hunting monk and nodded: "The shopkeeper's justice!"

In my heart, I vomited blood.

Just after all, his savings from the previous two years were burned.

After Fang Xi left, Qi Liu touched his chin and was a little dissatisfied: "I'm so confused... This guy might be really just a low-level cultivator who has lost his fortune. I want to hide this knowledge from me? Humph!"

After all, Fang Xi is just a little monk. Even if he has the memory of his predecessor, due to his knowledge, some problems are difficult to hide.

After chatting with this shopkeeper Qi for a few more words, he was found out.

"Does of spirit stones, forget it..."

Manager Qi sighed, slowly returned to the upper floor, began to meditate and drink tea...

Hearing his sigh, Yingsong's eyes turned around, and came to the backyard of the store, holding a sound transmission note in his hand, and muttering to himself: "Uncle Six, Uncle Six... It's not that I don't listen to you, but dozens of spirit stones are just a drop in the bucket for you, and for me, that's a big deal..."

His magic power surged, and the sound transmission note turned into a fire, which flew out suddenly and disappeared...

...

Fang Xi walked out of the market and went around in circles habitually.

"Yeah, not right?"

At this time, he realized something was wrong with his circumcision and hearing skills, so he hurriedly fell down and his ears fell to the ground.

With the blessing of true strength, he heard the extremely subtle vibration of the earth.

"Behind me... someone is following me... it should be two!"

He quickly changed direction and accelerated.

But no matter how many directions the two people behind him could catch up, and even the distance was getting closer and closer. Obviously, after discovering something was wrong with him, he also accelerated his speed.

Soon, two figures of one tall and one short appeared in Fang Xi's vision.

‘One is in the early stage of Qi refining, the other is in the middle stage of Qi refining!’

Fang Xi felt the unconcealed spiritual power and malice of the other party, and felt a little relieved, but he shouted vigilantly: "Who are you? Why do you follow me?"

"Hehe, boy, hand over all your belongings!"

The short qi-refining monk was about thirty years old and had a lot of freckles on his face. He sneered, held a few talismans in his hand, and turned around to cover Fang Xi's retreat.

"Cultivation!"

Fang Xi's face became extremely ugly. With a wave of his hand, the Qinghe sword rose in the wind and turned into a green sword light, killing towards the short monk.

"Magic weapon! Brother save me!"

The short monk first slapped a golden light cover talisman on his body, and a layer of golden light immediately protected his whole body, and then he screamed in panic.

"Haha... all magical weapons are so ragged, they are indeed a paper tiger!"

Seeing the Qinghe sword with a gap on the blade, the tall monk laughed instead of anger and slapped a small bag on his waist.

A dark ghost-headed sword magic weapon appeared and turned into a black light, entangled with the green sword light of Qinghe Sword, and even easily suppressed Qinghe Sword.

"Lower-grade magic weapon!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi felt even more certain.

His Qinghe Sword is just a defective product in the lower-grade magic weapon, and it is understandable that he is easily suppressed by the ghost-headed sword.

"How did you... find me?" He shouted sternly and fled in panic.

"Haha...Brother, this kid is left to me. It's just a third level of Qi Refining, which is very good to kill."

The short monk was extremely excited, staring at Fang Xi, muttering something, and was suddenly casting some kind of magic!

As the last syllable of the spell fell, two bright yellow thorns formed in front of him.

"go!"
To be continued...