Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

There are so many talented people in the underground prison of Qiyuncheng that no one knows what powerful character is locked up next door.

There may be murderous demons roaming the outer seas, and there may also be treasure hunters who are proud of the wilderness. Of course, the ones who are most imprisoned are the monks who have violated Qiyun City's rules in the city.

Fang Qingyuan didn't know the origin of the fellow prisoner locked up with him, but that didn't stop him from letting him know who was in control of this small prison.

The Five Elements Immortal Body has been cultivated by Fang Qingyuan to the point of perfection. Even though the spirits are banned here and Fang Qingyuan is also banned, his body is still there and he is still capable of fighting.

This is the benefit of body cultivators. No matter where they are, they will always have more confidence to face disasters than other cultivators.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay here. This is Meng Lang. I was just joking just now. Please show me your kindness!"

After a fist fight, the bald, dark-skinned man repeatedly begged for mercy. Fang Qingyuan then put down his fists and began to communicate with him calmly.

After a brief chat, Fang Qingyuan's heart moved. It turned out that this dark-skinned man with a fierce look turned out to be a perfume maker.

The profession of incense maker is certainly not as prestigious as that of alchemist, talisman master, formation master, or weapon refiner, but it still has a unique craft, so it is not difficult to make a living.

Compared with those monks who sell their labor in exchange for spiritual stones, incense makers are already worthy of the attention of outside monks. After all, monks like alchemy masters and formation masters are rare, and most of them are gathered by large forces. Ordinary monks also Not encountered.

After learning that this black leather was an incense maker, Fang Qingyuan was interested. His heaven-sacrifice altar still lacked the hole for the incense of true faith. This kind of spiritual material is generally not easy to buy, because after the incense is made, the shelf life is usually very short. Basically everything is made now and bought now.

If Fang Qingyuan wanted to wait, he could of course wait, but he had to sacrifice his face and ask someone to make it for him after the incense maker found time.

And now this wild incense maker, if he can make Dongzhenxin Incense, then his trip will be complete, and there is no need to stay here any longer.

Compared to Qiyun, Fang Qingyuan still prefers Baishan, because Fang Qingyuan is familiar with it and is more confident and measured in doing things.

It's not like here, where you're just having a drink with your new friends, and then you're locked up in this prison.

And if the incense maker can be tricked into coming to Baishan, the cave's true incense can be used when and when it is available. Otherwise, when he wants to form a pill, he will need to collect the cave's true incense again in advance.

Of course, the premise is that this black leather can really make the hole smell good.

As for whether he could trick this person into coming to Baishan, Fang Qingyuan looked at the other person's flattering smile and felt very confident in his heart. He was already in Qiyun City Prison. How good could this black man live outside?

"What's your name? Did you come in because of something you committed?"

Fang Qingyuan sat on the bed in the prison cell with a golden sword, looked at the dark-skinned man standing and smiling, and asked this sentence calmly.

When the black man heard this, he thought of Fang Qingyuan's heavy fist just now, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly replied:

"My name is Jiuyan, and I make a living in Qiyun City by making incense. I came here this time because someone framed me, saying that there was something wrong with the 'Zhu Nuan Incense' I made. That person bought this incense and went back. Who Knowing that he was so miserable, he just died on a woman's belly, and his family just blamed me, isn't this unreasonable?"

"Candle-warming incense? What kind of incense is this?"

Fang Qingyuan curiously asked about this name. Jiuyan looked at Fang Qingyuan's expression and said hesitantly:

"It's used between the bed curtains to add interest. I guarantee that all good materials are used, and no messy things are used. That person is also my regular customer. How could I harm him?"

When Fang Qingyuan heard this, he understood that the 'candle warm incense' sold for nine cigarettes was actually an aphrodisiac. One of his regular customers died of a woman after taking care of his business. His family was unpopular, so he took her He sued.

Fang Qingyuan looked at Jiu Yan's expression and knew that this boy must not have told the truth, otherwise how could the Qiyun City guards put him in this prison.

So Fang Qingyuan's expression turned cold and he began to stare at Jiuyan without saying a word, putting a lot of pressure on him.

Fang Qingyuan has been the leader of the sect for more than forty years, and he has also killed many monks in the outer sea. When he saw him like this, Jiuyan felt a little tired. After a while, Jiuyan's forehead was dripping with sweat. When it fell, Jiuyan suddenly said:

"Well, I didn't make it clear just now. At the man's request, I added twice the dosage. This was what he insisted on. After so many years, my 'candle-warming incense' has become less and less effective. But God is so pitiful, I have always been selling this fragrance, this old boy has developed a tolerance to it, why should he blame me?"

Fang Qingyuan didn't care about this. He was mainly testing Jiuyan's psychological resistance. Now it seems that he is not a person with a strong character.

Also, how can a monk with a strong character sell this aphrodisiac incense and aphrodisiac? There should always be some pursuit and strive to improve on the path of incense.

"Then ask my friend, why did you come in?"

Jiuyan had the courage to ask Fang Qingyuan, but Fang Qingyuan didn't want to pay attention to him, but thinking about recruiting in the future, he said a few words casually:

"I followed my friends into a group fight and got caught."

"Then you won?"

Fang Qingyuan recalled the previous battle situation, and then nodded:

"We should have won, since the other party didn't take advantage anyway."

Jiuyan wanted to ask again, but as a sound of footsteps came from outside, someone then spoke:

"That's Fang Qingyuan. Someone is here to protect you. Come out with me."

When Jiuyan heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head. Ever since he entered this prison, apart from beating himself up and chatting with him for a few words, it had only been less than half an hour in total. How could he be like this? Going out.

And he had been imprisoned in this prison for almost three days, and no one had come to ask. Such a difference made Jiuyan's heart suddenly collapse.

Jiuyan looked at Fang Qingyuan eagerly. At this moment, he wished that it was him who was going out at this moment.

Fang Qingyuan stood up and came to the door of the cell. As the door of the cell opened, a group of people were standing outside, including Cao Jie. But at this moment, he no longer had the free and easy look before. He followed a golden elixir female cultivator honestly. From the back, he looks very well-behaved.

This woman's style is quite conservative. She is wearing a black silk skirt. She looks to be in her twenties or thirties. Her figure is plump and tall, extremely hot, and her face is charming.

However, a pair of eyes were as dark and bright as paint, and looked at Fang Qingyuan with a faint coldness, without any kindness shown on his face.

This must be the sister Cao Jie mentioned by Qi Yun's garrison leader. She is worthy of everyone's demeanor. She comes from a famous family and has such an appearance and temperament, which is in line with Fang Qingyuan's imagination of the eldest lady of the Yuanying family.

As for why this woman was slightly hostile to him, Fang Qingyuan guessed that it was this woman who mistook herself for Cao Jie's friend.

Fang Qingyuan couldn't explain anything now. He left the prison cell and waited for the guards to remove the restraints on him. Then he got his storage bag, checked it at will, and put it away.