Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

A maid led Qin Nie into the palace. He bowed respectfully to Chu Lan, then his eyes fell on Fang Chen and said lightly:

"Your Excellency had previously fought against the protector of Jiuyang Dao Sect in Xianyuanfang, and the aftermath affected us."

"Really? I didn't pay attention. Are there any injuries on Prince Qin Nie's body?"

Fang Chen was a little surprised, his eyes swept over Qin Nie.

A forced smile appeared on Qin Nie's face, and she shook her head slightly: "It wasn't too seriously injured, but we were knocked unconscious by the aftermath."

"Fellow Daoist Fang, don't be so impulsive next time."

Chu Lan was slightly blamed.

Fang Chen nodded: "You really can't be so impulsive next time."

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Fang has ever seen the storage rings on our bodies?"

Qin Nie said calmly: "When I woke up, I found that the storage ring had disappeared."

"I didn't pay much attention. Maybe someone took advantage of the situation and robbed me. This kind of thing is quite common. Prince Qin Nie should be more careful in the future and don't go to crowded places."

Fang Chen shook his head.

"To be honest, some of the things in Prince Qifa's storage ring are quite valuable. If we can't retrieve them, I'm afraid the Palace Master will blame them, and then... things will become a big deal."

Qin Nie sighed.

"Nie'er, then quickly ask the family ministers to come forward and see who is so bold and dares to take advantage of you."

Chu Lan reminded.

Qin Nie looked at Chu Lan, then at Fang Chen, and decided to get straight to the point:

"When I fainted, Fellow Daoist Fang was beside us. Prince Qifa felt that Fellow Daoist Fang was quite suspicious."

Before Fang Chen could speak, Chu Lan slowly stepped forward with a calm expression: "Nie'er, are you suspecting that the guests I invited back have unclean hands and feet?"

"Madam, it's not me who doubts it, it's Prince Qifa who doubts it, and Nier can't do anything about it."

Qin Nie sighed softly.

"Then what does he want you to do?"

Chu Lan said lightly.

"I want to personally search Fellow Daoist Fang's body and take a look at Fellow Daoist Fang's storage ring."

Qin Nie said softly: "This also proves that Fellow Daoist Fang is not that shameless villain and can give an explanation to Prince Qifa."

"Search me? That's okay."

Chu Lan nodded and slowly opened his hands: "Search mine first, then search Fellow Daoist Fang."

Qin Nie was slightly startled, his expression changed continuously, and finally he whispered: "Madam, this matter has a great impact. Please don't do this, Madam."

"What's wrong with me? The guests I invited back have a few words of criticism in private, and I just pretend that you can't hear them.

But now Nie'erdu personally comes to accuse him of being a thief and wants to search his body. Isn't this just a slap in my face?

Although I, Chu Lan, am not Qin, I will never let others step on me and insult me ​​wantonly.

If you want to search me today, you can search mine first, and then search Fellow Daoist Fang. It is best to call your husband over and search him in front of him. "

Chu Lan said lightly.

Qin Nie was silent for a few moments, then clasped his fists, "It was Nie'er who was abrupt, Nie'er said goodbye."

Qin Nie left. Although he was very unwilling to do so, he had no other choice.

The corners of Chu Lan's mouth raised slightly, and she glanced at Fang Chen with a slightly satisfied look.

For the first time, Fang Chen saw a hint of "playfulness" in her. Perhaps Qin Feng's matter had been resolved, which cleared away Chu Lan's haze for the past few days.

Chu Lan smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Fang, what are you going to do next?"

"Just wait and see what happens."

Fang Chen smiled.

Wait and see what happens?

Chu Lan nodded lightly and did not ask in detail. She was not willing to get involved in this matter. Now that the Three Yang Fruit was found, she did not want to have anything to do with the Blood Spirit Sect.

"The previous transaction between me and fellow Taoist Fang was one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones in exchange for the whereabouts of the Three Yang Fruit.

Now, Fellow Daoist Fang is risking his own life to retrieve the Three-Yang Fruit for me. There are also one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones here. Please accept them, Fellow Daoist Fang. "

Chu Lan's slender and white palms slowly spread out, and above her palms were neatly stacked middle-grade spiritual stones.

Each one is very neat, about the size of a thumbnail.

Seeing that Fang Chen was silent, Chu Lan thought that Fang Chen was too young and explained with a wry smile:

"I've heard that for such a Three-Yang Fruit, even if it's priced at 1,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, a Hedao monk will buy it.

Two hundred mid-grade spiritual stones are indeed too few, but this... is all I can come up with.

Fellow Taoist Fang, please don’t dislike me. "

Fang Chen smiled. He was just thinking about how to spend this spiritual stone.

Although the Three Thousand Dao Realm is good, you need to collect five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones to enter. The middle-grade spiritual stones are much more precious than the lower-grade spiritual stones. It is not easy to gather the number of five hundred.

Fang Chen took the spirit stone and asked casually: "Madam, if I want to buy a mysterious magic weapon, where should I go?"

Seeing Fang Chen accept the spirit stone, Chu Lan felt relieved. When she heard that he wanted to buy a mysterious magic weapon, she looked strangely and said:

"Fellow Daoist Fang, Xuan-level magic weapons are so precious. It can be said that the supply exceeds demand. If you want to buy Xuan-level magic weapons, you can only buy them in person at the refiner's house.

There is only one refiner in the Xianqin tribe who can refine Xuan-level magic weapons, and he is an ancestor of Jiuyang Dao Sect..."

Fang Chen was a little surprised, and after asking a few more questions, he realized that whether it was Cang Dao Mansion or other areas of Zhongzhou Kingdom, magic weapons that reached the level of Xuanjie were no longer something that ordinary chambers of commerce could sell.

Usually the only way is to meet the masters of weapon refining in person and buy from them. This also depends on the relationship.

Masters who can refine Xuan-level magic weapons usually ignore strangers.

Now that Fang Chen has just offended Jiuyang Daomen, the possibility of purchasing a mysterious magic weapon from Jiuyang Daomen is zero.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, our Chu family also recognizes a weapon refiner named 'Kun Hairen' who lives on Hongwu Island in the Immortal Demon Sea. If Daoist Fang really wants to purchase a mysterious magic weapon, you might be able to try your luck."

Chu Lan took out a jade slip and handed it to Fang Chen: "This is the jade sign that represents my Chu family. Although people in Kunhai may not agree with this jade sign when they see it, at least they will not drive people away directly."

"Thank you ma'am."

Fang Chen put away the jade slips and asked a few more questions unwillingly, and finally confirmed that there were only four weapon refiners in the entire Cang Dao Mansion who could refine Xuan-level magic weapons. Except for the one from Jiuyang Dao Sect, the other three The relationship with the Xianqin tribe is not very good.

Returning to the quiet room, Fang Chen's soul left his body and came to Qin Nie's small courtyard again.

In addition to the Blood Spirit Cult Jin Dan who was placed next to Chu Lan by Qin Nie, there were several more figures in Qin Nie's courtyard.

There are foundations, golden elixirs, and one of them is still a Nascent Soul.

"Everyone, please be sure to find the storage ring within seven days."

Qin Nie said calmly with no expression on his face.

Several people looked at each other. The Nascent Soul frowned slightly and looked at Qin Nie:

"Qin Nie, did you really take the Sanyang Fruit with you?"

Qin Nie nodded lightly.

A flash of anger flashed in Yuanying's eyes: "This thing is so important, why not leave it to me for safekeeping."

"It's safest to put it on me."

Qin Nie said coldly: "This is my assessment, there is no room for error."

"There is no room for error? Now that I have even lost my storage ring, if it affects this assessment, I am afraid that I will disappoint Yaoyang Lingjun."

Yuanying sneered.

Lord Yaoyang?

Fang Chen's eyes moved and he realized that Master Chongxu had said that Lingjun was the title given to the third level monks in the Blood Spirit Sect.