Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Oh, this is bad, my brother's pen is worth a lot of money!"

The person leading the way looked anxious.

Lin Yuezheng sighed, "Forget it, since you were brought by Brother Lu Ping, you can just pay me fifty lower-grade spiritual stones for this pen."

Fang Chen was silent for a few moments, then suddenly laughed and said, "Are you trying to get into trouble?"

"What does touching porcelain mean? Shouldn't you pay for it if you broke my pen holder?"

Lin Yuezheng's expression darkened: "Brother, I don't like it when you talk like this."

"Yes, that's right. Boss Lin's azure pen is his treasure. Many people offered forty or fifty low-grade spiritual stones but they didn't sell it. You broke it today, and asking you to pay fifty low-grade spiritual stones is considered Lin's fault. The boss has a kind heart.”

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to get out of here without a hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

"In the worst case, I'll ask the shop owner to come over and comment."

I don't know when a group of monks were standing outside the door to watch the fun. Some were the shopkeepers of the next door shop, some stall owners, and some passing customers.

The shopkeepers saw the excitement and didn't mind it, so they all started to help.

"Brother, I brought you here out of kindness, please don't let me lose face."

Lu Ping advised: "It's better to take out the spirit stone to settle this matter, otherwise it will not be good for you if it makes a big fuss."

After a pause, he tentatively asked: "If you don't have enough spiritual stones, do you have a magic weapon or something like that? It can also pay off the debt."

"I have the spirit stone."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

Lu Ping and Lin Yuezheng exchanged glances, feeling a little pleased.

"But... it's not good for you to treat me as an enemy."

Fang Chen smiled.

Lin Yue's face darkened: "Brother, so you want to default on your debt? Then don't blame me for being unkind. Go and ask the shop owner to come forward and explain it clearly to you right away!"

"Don't let the boss come forward to do this kind of thing. I will settle it for you."

A middle-aged monk chuckled and slowly walked into the shop with more than ten people.

When people around him saw the middle-aged monk showing signs of flattery, they hurriedly saluted: "I've seen Manager Li."

"Hey, I asked you why you are so restless today. It turns out that a distinguished guest is coming to your door. Manager Li, please invite me here."

Lin Yuezheng greeted him warmly and personally brought a stool to him.

Manager Li sat down with satisfaction, then crossed his legs and glanced at Fang Chen up and down: "Little brother, do you know me? I don't know how to call him? My surname is Li. I work next to the owner of the square. I usually handle all disputes in Longji Square. .”

"My surname is Fang. Manager Li came just in time. These two people are working together to make trouble. I wonder how you, Longji Fang, will deal with this kind of behavior?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Fang, disrespectful, disrespectful..."

Manager Li smiled perfunctorily, "You said that Shopkeeper Lin is cheating? I don't believe that. In this Longji Square, who doesn't know that Shopkeeper Lin does business properly and never cheats or cheats? Sometimes he even Will help some similarly poor casual cultivators.

How could such a person do such a derogatory thing as touching porcelain? "

After saying this, Manager Li glanced at the azure pen on the ground. Upon seeing this, his subordinates immediately picked it up and handed it to Manager Li respectfully.

"Oh, this is really a good pen. When making talismans, having such a pen will do twice the result with half the effort. As far as I know, you can't find much lapis lazuli in this thousands of miles around, right?

As we all know, no matter how violent the spiritual power is, it will become docile and docile as long as it passes through lapis lazuli. Why does the talisman making often fail?

Because making talismans goes against heaven and takes over the creation of heaven and earth. How can heaven and earth allow you to achieve your wish easily? So at that time, my spiritual power would be very violent, and I would have difficulty keeping my pen steady, making it extremely difficult to draw one stroke at a time. "

Manager Li sighed: "Otherwise, why are the prices of talismans in this world so high? Just one magical talisman can be sold for the sky-high price of two or three low-grade spiritual stones."

"Manager Li's words make sense."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"It's such a shame that the pen is broken."

Manager Li shook his head slightly, then smiled at Fang Chen and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, let's do this. You pay Shopkeeper Lin sixty lower-grade spiritual stones, and this matter will be settled.

I told Shopkeeper Lin not to cause trouble to you anymore. Do you think this is appropriate? "

Lin Yuezheng and Lu Ping looked at Fang Chen with half-smiling faces and proud faces.

They have stayed in Longjifang for many years and are considered local snakes. They often give small favors to Manager Li on weekdays, but now they come in handy.

"Brother, Manager Li is asking you a question. Please tell me. And why do you keep your eyes closed? Are you looking down on others?"

Lu Ping smiled.

Fang Chen smiled and slowly opened his eyes. His gray-white pupils were emotionless, but for some reason, when everyone saw these eyes, their scalps went numb and a chill filled their hearts.

"What's going on? Is it an illusion?"

Manager Li frowned slightly, and then in order to relieve the inexplicable chill in his heart, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, can't you see your eyes?"

"It turned out to be a blind man."

"Is this a disabled person? Why can he still cultivate as an immortal?"

"Maybe he became blind during this time."

Everyone whispered.

"It doesn't matter to me whether I can see it or not. I can still see what I can see with the naked eye, and I can also see what I can't see with the naked eye."

Fang Chen smiled and said: "Manager Li, what you said just now is obviously in favor of these two low-level people. Is this the policy of Longjifang? If so, I will be very disappointed."

"Who are you calling low-life?"

Lu Ping's expression darkened, and the spiritual power in his body slowly circulated.

Lin Yuezheng's expression was livid, and he couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth. The other party should not compromise after Manager Li intervened in this matter!

There is no need for him to take action next, the other party will receive the punishment he deserves!

"What a courage."

Manager Li suddenly stood up, and the spiritual power in his body swept out in a mighty way. The first level, second level, third level...seventh level of Qi refining!

Everyone looked horrified, and even the nearby monks were shocked by the fluctuation of spiritual power, and they all looked towards this place.

Nine out of ten monks in Longjifang are casual cultivators, and they may not pass by a monk with orthodox inheritance in a few years. Their cultivation level is generally between the first and fourth levels of Qi refining.

The fourth level is already considered first-rate.

There are only a very few casual cultivators who are at the fifth or sixth level of Qi refining. These types of casual cultivators have a great reputation in Longjifang and ordinary people dare not provoke them.

But Guanshi Li is a true seventh-level Qi Refining monk!

It is rare for casual cultivators to reach this level. Even if they go to those big sects, they will still get the respect they deserve!

But then, a terrifying aura that was several times stronger than Manager Li instantly enveloped the place!

Fang Chen's hair moved without any wind, and a terrifying aura wrapped around his body.

"This...he is the eighth level of Qi Refining!?"

Everyone screamed in shock.

Lin Yuezheng and Lu Ping's expressions suddenly darkened, and they both saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes.

Manager Li's expression was ever-changing, just like changing faces in a Sichuan opera, and he asked in confusion: "Who are you, Your Excellency?"