Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Half a year later, in the space of the Immortal Mansion, on a flat open space, thirty iron-seeking rats were tightly bound in wooden cages.

These wooden cages are made of thousands of layers of rattan. Even the iron-seeking rat's front teeth, which are sharp enough to chew through steel, cannot easily chew through the rattan.

Not far away, Fang Qingyuan stood aside. He closed his eyes to recover the consumed soul power. After a long time, Fang Qingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and then with a thought, his solid soul suddenly dissipated.

After a few breaths, the power of the golden spirit that filled the Immortal Mansion began to pour crazily into these iron-seeking rats. Along with squeaking and screaming, astonishing changes occurred in each of the iron-seeking rats.

The originally yellowed front teeth began to shine with a cold light, and the soft fur also had a metallic sheen.

After a long time, when the power of the golden spirit in the fairy mansion stopped flowing in, most of the iron-seeking rats could no longer bear the infusion of the power of the golden spirit and died. Only a few iron-seeking rats survived.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan's soul reappeared on the spot. He didn't care to check the results. He stretched out his hand and took the souls of more than twenty iron-seeking rats that had just died in front of him, and began to run the "Yindu Black Law Soul Binding Spell" , used to restore the consumption of the soul.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Fang Qingyuan, whose figure became somewhat blurred, muttered to himself:

"After all, the iron-seeking rat is an inferior spiritual beast. Although it bears the word "spiritual", its soul is weak. The total number of more than twenty of them is not as good as the soul of a monk in the early stage of Qi training. This absorption can only make up for itself. The consumption of the soul is a drop in the bucket in terms of the growth of the soul."

After sighing with emotion, Fang Qingyuan stood up and came to the wooden cage containing the iron-seeking rats and began to sort out his harvest.

After removing the incisors and fangs of these iron-seeking rats that had turned into spiritual materials, Fang Qingyuan began to patiently peel off the fur from these iron-seeking rats.

At this time, the fur of the iron-seeking rat has changed after being infiltrated by the power of the golden spirit. It has become more pan-metallic. When this kind of fur is brought to the market, it is also a good carrier for making talismans, especially for making ' Golden Bell Talisman', the attributes are even more consistent.

After removing the teeth and fur, Fang Qingyuan didn't need the remaining flesh and blood. Maybe there were spiritual beasts who liked to eat this kind of rat meat with a metallic taste, but Fang Qingyuan didn't want to bother making dried rat slices anymore, so he stretched out his hand on the ground. Dig a big pit and bury all the skinned rat meat in the black earth.

In this way, it can also make up for some of the consumption of the golden spirit power in the immortal mansion. After all, the golden spirit power in the immortal mansion is not created out of thin air. If too much is consumed, Fang Qingyuan's golden spirit root qualifications may decline.

After dealing with the corpses of the failed iron-seeking rats, Fang Qingyuan turned his attention to the surviving iron-seeking rats. These iron-seeking rats have greater potential. Under the same level of golden spirit power, since they can survive, it is enough to prove that They have the value of continued cultivation.

Looking at the number, there were four iron-seeking rats left, so Fang Qingyuan took these iron-seeking rats with their cages into a tree house made of vines, and placed them one by one.

In the treehouse, there were not only the four new iron-seeking rats, but also a dozen iron-seeking rats with the same treatment. They were also locked in wooden cages. When they saw their companions coming, they started to squeak and scream.

After putting down the iron-seeking mouse and leaving the tree house, Fang Qingyuan erased the original number on the sign at the door of the tree house and wrote a new number: nineteen.

This represents how many iron-seeking rats have survived in this treehouse. By the end of the month, these iron-seeking rats will have to go through the same experience again. Fang Qingyuan will once again select the real iron-seeking rat king from these iron-seeking rats. .

After Fang Qingyuan withdrew his soul from the Immortal Mansion and returned to his physical body, with a thought in his mind, the teeth and fur that he had just harvested were put into the storage bag.

After feeling that there were a lot of iron-seeking rat teeth and fur accumulated in the storage bag, Fang Qingyuan got up and took Jinbao to Yuanlingfang City.

Now half a year has passed, and the current Yuanlingfang City is much more lively than before. Half a year ago, there were only more than a hundred people in the city. Now it is densely populated, with a rough count of no less than a thousand people.

Moreover, the war between the Beast Control Sect in the wild and dense forest has ended. Many casual cultivators are rushing to the newly opened territories, thinking of discovering their own treasures. In this way, Yuanlingfang City is the last resort closest to the wild and dense forest. A small market cannot prosper even if it is not prosperous.

According to internal information disclosed by Zhao Liangde, the cunning golden elixir demon ghost before broke out of the encirclement and ran towards the death swamp. However, at the last moment, he was seriously injured by several people from Lechuan and almost died on the spot.

However, the demon turtle finally disappeared into the depths of the Death Swamp with the help of an unknown space passage, and the matter came to an end.

Although the monster turtle successfully escaped, according to Zhao Liangde, the injuries suffered by the monster turtle were extremely serious and it would not be possible to cause trouble without a hundred years to recover. And a hundred years is a very distant future for Fang Qingyuan. He Don't worry about it.

After arriving at Fangshi, Fang Qingyuan found Zhang Yuan and handed him boxes of iron-seeking rat teeth and fur. Zhang Yuan watched Fang Qingyuan take it out from the storage bag and couldn't help but say:

"Senior brother, can you recruit a few more people to help me? I am running such a large spiritual material store by myself, and I am really too busy."

Regarding Zhang Yuan's complaint, Fang Qingyuan said:

"I don't have to worry about it. Junior brother, just hold on for a little longer. It's not the time right now. There are a few young people who can't do the job. When I find a suitable candidate, I'll let him take your place."

Zhang Yuan's temperament is not suitable for being the shopkeeper of a spiritual materials store. Even if this spiritual materials store is the largest spiritual materials store in Yuanlingfang City, Zhang Yuansheng loves freedom. Being the shopkeeper of a spiritual materials store at this time is completely inappropriate. Fang Qingyuan couldn't find a suitable candidate, so he asked him to come over and take over.

Of course, Zhang Yuan would be very happy if it was changed to Ling Hotel, but it's a pity that he can't change it.

What Fang Qingyuan said was not to deal with Zhang Yuan, but he really wanted to find some experts to help him. It turned out that before this market existed, Yuanling Mountain relied on the red iron ore and lived a relatively leisurely life, but once the market opened, Manpower is needed everywhere. As the master of Yuanling Mountain and the master of Fangshifang, Fang Qingyuan is busier than Zhang Yuan.

Even the head of the She family, She Xiyu, did not care about the affairs of the She family and came here personally to take charge. With the prosperity of Yuanlingfang City, the number of casual practitioners increased. She Xuanyan and other Qi training disciples of the She family could not control the situation. Only She Xiyu Only by coming here in person can you suppress those malicious glances.

After a while, Zhang Yuan looked at the boxes of spiritual materials on the ground, his face turned bitter, and he asked:

"Senior brother, did you copy the family tree of iron-seeking rats? How did you get so many materials on iron-seeking rats?"

Fang Qingyuan waved his hand and said:

"Don't ask, just give me the metal and fire attribute spiritual ores you collected. I'm in a hurry to meet the people in Guanghui Pavilion. Seeing that Yuanlingfang City is booming, they also want to open a branch here. I need I’ll talk about it myself.”

Seeing Fang Qingyuan's anxious look, Zhang Yuan couldn't say anything else, so he moved out a few boxes of gold and fire attribute spiritual ores and said to Fang Qingyuan:

"I have collected these spiritual ores over the past few days. According to the discounted price, they should be worth the spiritual materials you brought, senior brother. How about, senior brother, please take a look and see if the ores still meet your requirements."

Fang Qingyuan put the ores into the storage bag without even looking at them. He finally said: