Traveling through time as a fairy, others cultivate themselves as immortals while I raise ghosts

Xiang Yang looked at the backs of the three people leaving, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Fu Qinglong told himself that Jiuyingmen had already thought of a way out. The Song family had a teleportation formation and they could leave Songcheng directly.

Based on Fu Qinglong's calculations, since he said this, he should be very confident.

Zhu Jianjun just mentioned that Patriarch Bisheng of Bihai Pavilion has not responded. I wonder what happened?

The quasi-saint soldiers from the Netherworld Palace appeared in Louhuan Mountain. I don’t know where they are. Do you want to join in the fun?

Xiang Yang's place happened to be facing Yang Shengwen, and he felt that this person seemed to be extremely interested in the quasi-sacred soldiers of Netherworld Palace.

If his guess is correct, this person will definitely go there.

It would be a troublesome thing for this person to go, because Xiang Yang could not find anyone who could rival this person yet.

Fu Qinglong might be able to, but he was also seriously injured this time and needs to rest for a while.

Song Wei was also hit hard, but even in his heyday he was no match for Yang Shengwen.

Xiang Yang thought about it for a while, but still couldn't decide, so he put it aside for the time being and would talk about it later.

Xiang Yang listened in the restaurant for a while, but didn't hear anything useful, so he paid and went downstairs.

Xiang Yang followed the flow of people to the location of the Song family. He couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the Song family was surrounded by at least tens of thousands of people. Many people were filled with righteous indignation and frantically attacked the Song family's defense formation, destroying the Song family. The defensive formation caused ripples.

But the Song family's defensive formation was so strong that even Yang Shengwen, the strongest person in the Celestial Realm, could not break through it, let alone those in the Nascent Soul Realm and the Divine Transformation Realm.

Although they have a large number of people, they still don't know how many years and months it will take to break through the Song family's defensive formation.

Xiang Yang only looked at it for a while and then walked back. There was no point in looking at it anymore, so he decided to leave.

He stirred up the turmoil in Songcheng, but no one would think of him.

This time, someone from the Song family still escaped. They were the first people to escape from the Song family when they saw the people from Bihai Pavilion coming.

Xiang Yang had just taken a few steps when he heard someone talking about the Song family, and they actually mentioned Song Siyu, the eldest daughter of the Song family!

"I am a low-level alchemist. I have gone to the Song Mansion to treat the eldest lady of the Song family before, but I was helpless. But this time I went to the Song Mansion and found that the eldest lady of the Song family actually recovered. I secretly inquired However, it is because of the work of a man named Zhang San that the eldest lady of the Song family took the elixir he refined."

The person who spoke was an old man who looked to be in his seventies. His cultivation level was no more than the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm, but his face was full of red light!

"Mr. Li, what kind of elixir is so powerful? I heard before that the soul of the eldest lady of the Song family is extremely weak!"

A man with a mustache next to the old man asked.

"I have been thinking about this for a long time, and finally I came to the conclusion that it is extremely difficult to successfully refine the Thousand Soul Pill."

As soon as the old man's words came out, many people at the scene couldn't help but talk about it. Many people said that it couldn't be done because this kind of elixir has become extinct in the Netherworld Sea.

The old man smiled slightly, and then said: "Everyone, it is easy for Xiang Yang to find out this matter. He only needs to check whether the medicinal materials purchased by the Song family in the past few years or in recent months contain a large amount of soul grass and six soul flowers. , Blood Soul Fruit, three things are enough. If the Song family buys a lot, it means they want to refine elixirs like Thousand Soul Pills, otherwise, I guess it’s wrong!”

"Quickly, spread the news. Someone who can refine the Thousand Soul Pill has appeared in Netherworld Sea, and he is also related to the Song family!"

"Hurry up and spread the word. Many old monsters who are approaching their longevity will definitely be unable to sit still and will choose to leave the mountain. Don't let them get there first!"

"The name of the third alchemist is Zhang San. Find out the details of this person."

At this moment, people around the old man spoke one after another, and many people could not help but show excitement in their eyes.

"Everyone, I just took the time to draw three portraits of Zhang San. I promise not to draw a fourth one. These three paintings are for sale one by one. There is no reserve price. If you are interested, you can make an offer. I sincerely sell, Tong No one can be deceived!"

At this moment, the old man suddenly spoke.

When the onlookers heard this, their eyes lit up instantly, and many people couldn't help but reveal a hint of fiery color in their eyes.

"I'll give you a hundred low-grade spiritual stones in exchange for a portrait of Master Zhang San."

"Okay, I'm so embarrassed to offer you a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. I'll give you a hundred medium-grade spiritual stones in exchange for one!"

"I will give you one hundred and fifty middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"I will give you one hundred and sixty middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"I will give you two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones!"

The people around him were extremely enthusiastic, and soon, the first portrait was bought by one person for 230 medium-grade spiritual stones.

Xiang Yang was stunned when he saw it, that’s okay! This made his eyes move involuntarily.

How about I draw 10,000 portraits of Zhang San, so that I can make a lot of money?

Xiang Yang then burst into laughter. Not to mention how huge a project it was to draw 10,000 pictures, he wouldn't be able to sell them even if he finished them. Besides, he doesn't lack spiritual stones, so what's the use of having so many?

Soon, the second portrait of Master Zhang San was bought for 260 medium-grade spiritual stones.

The old man smiled from ear to ear, and couldn't help cursing himself in his heart. He clearly had ten pieces in his arms, but he only sold three. What a loss, a big loss!

The competition for the third portrait was the fiercest, and in the end the person spent 310 medium-grade spiritual stones to buy it.

The old man was very satisfied. In just a short moment, he had received 800 mid-grade spiritual stones, which was more profitable than refining his own pills.

The old man said goodbye with a smile, and many onlookers couldn't help but feel pity.

Xiangyang had nothing to do, so he followed the old man. Seeing that the old man was very defensive, he couldn't help but secretly ordered Luo Sha to follow him.

Soon, Luo Sha came back and whispered a few words into Xiang Yang's ear, leaving Xiang Yang speechless for a moment.

This old man was really cunning. He changed his makeup, then moved to another place, and continued to talk about what he had just seen and heard in the Song Mansion. Sure enough, he attracted a group of people, and then he started selling paintings. Soon, there were more Seven hundred spirit stones came into the account.

Xiangyang whispered a few words to Luo Sha, and Luo Sha left quickly and came back only a moment later.

Xiang Yang opened a portrait in Luo Sha's hand and couldn't help but be stunned. Not to mention, the person the old man painted was exactly the person he dressed as Zhang San.

Xiang Yang touched his chin with his hand. It seemed that the old man was not completely lying. He had indeed been to the Song family.

When Luo Sha handed a storage ring to Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang shook his head. He didn't like it at all.

"Who the hell, you knocked me unconscious, stole my storage ring, and even stole my paintings! How can I live with this!"

The old man cried heartbreakingly and beat his chest, feeling extremely painful.

Xiang Yang laughed loudly, and then walked out of the city without stopping!