Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Take it. Since it's a meeting gift from Master Fang to you, don't be polite. As long as you remember how good Uncle Fang is in the future."

Liu Buyun smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, Uncle Fang."

The five people quickly accepted the Lingyuan Pill and magic weapon, and bowed to Fang Chen with clasped fists.

Zhang Shuzhou, who was not far away, saw this scene and couldn't help but frown slightly. He took out one or two thousand low-grade spiritual stones to buy something for others.

He has never seen this kind of handwriting many times.

"This guy Liu Buyun, when did he make friends with such a person? He deserves to be damned."

Zhang Shuzhou looked at the two of them hatefully and led them away.

"Ye Qinghe is my old friend. The fact that he was able to practice under Liu Daoyou during this period can be regarded as the reason why we have such a fate.

Cultivation of immortality is all about fate, isn't it? As for these low-grade spiritual stones of three melons and two dates, Liu Daoyou doesn't need to take it too seriously. "

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Three melons and two dates?

Liu Buyun sighed in his heart, the way rich people talk is so simple and unpretentious.

At the same time, everyone also vaguely knew why Fang Chen acted like this today.

They were probably all thanks to Ye Qinghe.

"Fang Chen is paving the way for me..."

Ye Qinghe's expression was complicated.

I really didn't expect that one day, Fang Chen would take the initiative to pave the way for him. I believe that when he returns to the sect this time, his master and senior brothers and sisters will look at him highly.

Having been in the spiritual world for more than ten years, Ye Qinghe deeply understands that just one glance can bring endless benefits.

"Sir, what else would you like to order?"

The boy from Tianbao Pavilion asked enthusiastically.

"Give each of my three disciples ten more Spiritual Essence Pills."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"okay."

Calf Shit subconsciously lowered his head.

"You haven't set foot on the immortal path yet, so Lingyuan Pill is useless to you."

Fang Chen patted his head gently and smiled.

Calf shit has some surprises.

He originally thought that he had been given up by the Immortal Master, but he did not expect this to be the reason.

Liu Buyun's eyes moved, and he asked a boy to buy a yellow-grade low-grade magic weapon.

This magic weapon only has eight soul seals, but it is a rare defensive magic weapon, and its value is not much different from the twelve soul seals.

Liu Buyun handed the magic weapon to Xiaoniu Shi and said with a smile:

"Little nephew, you are lucky to be accepted into the disciples of fellow Taoist Fang. The man just said is right. Master, I have a breeze in my sleeves and am very poor, so I will buy you a magic weapon like this as a meeting gift."

He didn't dare to accept the calf shit. It wasn't until Fang Chen nodded in agreement that he accepted the magic weapon with trembling hands.

It is a jade pendant that can be hung directly next to your body.

Not long after, the boy brought thirty more Lingyuan Pills. After settling the bill, Fang Chen got straight to the point:

"Do you have any yellow-level magic weapons?"

The boy was slightly startled, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. Could it be that the person in front of him was actually the powerful Nascent Soul?

"I bought it as a gift."

Fang Chen smiled lightly, as if he was aware of what the other party was thinking.

"Sir, I can't take charge of this kind of business. Please wait a moment."

The boy's tone became more respectful, and he turned and left.

After a while, a middle-aged man came in a hurry and bowed to Fang Chen with clasped fists:

"I am the shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion. It is not convenient to speak here. Could you please come in?"

When Liu Buyun saw this, he directly said to Fang Chen: "Fellow Daoist Fang, I'm going to take my disciples for a walk, you go first."

Sheng Fo and others also joined Liu Buyun and others because of their physical inconvenience.

Fang Chen followed the shopkeeper to their VIP room with Calf Shit. After sitting down, the elegant female cultivator immediately brought melons, fruits and other snacks.

Xiaoniu Shi had never seen such treatment before and was very reserved.

"What do you call the shopkeeper?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"My surname is Wei. I heard from the people below that Fellow Daoist Fang wants to buy a top-grade Huang-level magic weapon. Is this possible?"

Shopkeeper Wei got straight to the point.

"It's true."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded: "I heard that there are such magic weapons for sale in Tianbao Pavilion here. I came to take a look. Do you know if they are available?"

"Yes, there is, but the price is not low..."

Shopkeeper Wei showed a sneer on his face: "This..."

"In terms of spiritual stones, Shopkeeper Wei doesn't need to worry."

Fang Chen said calmly: "Let's not waste time. Shopkeeper Wei will tell you the quality of the magic weapon and its price."

"Is it quality... In fact, you should also know that if there is a yellow-level magic weapon of slightly better quality in our Yuncang country, all the major Nascent Souls will be competing for it. Not many will be on the market. Even if there are, they will be A little incomplete..."

Shopkeeper Wei tactfully introduced the Huang-level magic weapon he had here.

There are two pieces in total, both of them have seventy-three soul seals, entry-level yellow-level top quality, and they are also second-hand goods. They have been used and the soul seals have been damaged.

The price is not cheap, one piece costs 8,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Fang Chen didn't bargain much and just packed these two magic weapons with 15,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Xiaojian had been hungry for so long, and he was so excited when he saw that there was a magic weapon that he could devour.

"Little brother, there is still me."

Zhou Tianzhijian's voice sounded.

"Don't worry, you all have it today."

Fang Chen smiled in his heart, and then left Tianbao Pavilion with the calf shit under the warm greetings of Shopkeeper Wei.

"Are you, the Nine Swords Sect, unreasonable? I am Liu Buyun, the deacon of Qinghua Sect, and these are my disciples. How could we commit theft here!?"

Liu Buyun's voice sounded not far away, his tone full of anger.

Fang Chen frowned slightly, his soul came out of his body, and he immediately saw Liu Buyun and others surrounded by a group of monks.

Zhang Shuzhou stood in the crowd, looking at the scene in front of him with gloating eyes.

"This vendor accused you of stealing a magic weapon in front of his stall. Whether it's true or not, come back to the Nine Swords Sect with us to find out.

Since you are the deacon of the Qinghua Sect, you should know the rules of the Nine Swords Sect and do not allow others to break them. "

A monk looked at Liu Buyun coldly.

The aura on his body was quite strong. He was in the middle stage of foundation building. Liu Buyun's bun was a little messy. It was obvious that the two had just fought and Liu Buyun was no match.

"Yes, I just watched you steal my magic weapon with my own eyes, and these three demon cultivators also have unclean hands and feet!"

The stall owner muttered, pointing out the three demons of the Victorious Buddha.

Lord Hushan roared angrily, and Qingxuan was also furious to death. Fortunately, Shengfo had the sense to stop the two of them, and clasped his fists at the Nine Sword Sect Foundation Builder:

"Senior, how about waiting for our master to come over and deal with this matter?"

"Your master? No matter who your master is, as long as your hands and feet are not clean here today, no one can save you."

The Nine Swords Sect's Foundation Establishment snorted coldly.

Just when he was about to tell his men to take the people away, he saw a sword light coming. In an instant, the body of the stall owner who had testified against everyone was separated, and blood spattered three feet on the spot.

Everyone was stunned and looked around in confusion. Someone dared to commit murder in the realm of Nine Swords Sect! ?

Just as they were looking at each other, Fang Chen walked over with Maverick in hand, holding a seemingly ordinary Qingfeng in his hand.

"Did you just commit murder!?"

Nine Swords Sect Ji Zhu looked at Fang Chen and glared angrily.

"Master!"

The three demons of Shengfo quickly came to Fang Chen.

"So you are their master, okay, you have to go to the Nine Swords Sect with me today!"

Nine Swords Sect Ji Zhu was furious.

Liu Buyun looked at the corpse blankly, and then looked at Fang Chen, with a smile that was uglier than crying.

This fellow Daoist Fang... what's going on!