Travel back to the end of the world to practice

Zhu Si looked at Han Xing, who couldn't leave for a long time, and joked, "Fellow Daoist Han is really accident-prone." Everywhere he went, there were people looking for trouble.

Han Xing shrugged and said, "There are always some people who are not afraid of death and want to die. It's convenient for us to make it happen."

The old man Gao was actually a little scared by the side, especially Jiang Xu's clean, neat and expressionless appearance, which seemed to kill God.

Originally, he planned to bring the two of them back to his residence to discuss business, but now he didn't know whether he should bring them back, or whether the two of them would kill him to seize the treasure?

"Fellow Daoist Gao, shall we go?" Han Xing asked, looking at the old man Gao who looked uneasy.

He said with a smile, "Could it be that brother Xu just made a move to scare you?"

"Brother Xu is just nervous about me, fellow Daoist Gao will just get used to it." His tone was full of showing off.

It's a pity that old man Gao, who was thinking about his wife in his heart, didn't realize it. He hugged the stone and said to the two, "Please come with me."

As the owner of the black market, Zhu Si has such a friendly attitude towards the two, so his character should not be bad.

After all, he was worried about his wife at home, so he chose to take them back.

Han Xing and Jiang Xu are so glamorous, so they must not be the kind of people who kill people to seize treasures.

(Han Xing: You are wrong, we are!)

The two followed Old Man Gao and walked towards another residential area after leaving the black market. After making seven turns, they came to a very ordinary low house.

Old Man Gao explained with a flushed face, "Forgive me, the humble house is a bit shabby."

It's more than simple, it doesn't even have aura. Usually monks can't afford to buy land and build a house full of aura for themselves, so they will rent a cave.

The caves are divided into different grades according to price and aura, and this is the first time they have met someone like old man Gao who lives in a mortal place without aura.

"Why, Fellow Daoist..." Halfway through Han Xing's words, he saw a slightly old woman walking out tremblingly.

"Husband, are there any guests?" The woman's voice sounded sweet and clear, which did not match her appearance at all.

"Yi'er, you are not in good health, so you don't have to come out to welcome guests." Old man Gao, whose full name is Gao Xin, stepped forward nervously, hugging his wife and said.

Fang Yi smiled gently, the wrinkles on her face were obvious, "I am in good health, don't worry."

"It's rare that you bring guests here, but I don't come out to greet you. What do you say?"

"Seniors, please sit down," Fang Yi said, keeping everything in the house in perfect order without any stains.

"Brother Xin, go in and make a pot of tea." Fang Yi said to Gao Xin.

Gao Xin wanted to open his mouth and say that his family was so poor that he couldn't even buy spiritual tea leaves, so he had the nerve to serve them with ordinary tea.

Han Xing took out a tea pot from the storage ring, and said, "Fellow Daoist Gao, why don't you use my tea, I'm picky."

"This... how embarrassing." Gao Xin said a little restrained, she didn't know that the other party was letting him down the steps.

Seeing this, Fang Yi took the initiative to pick up the tea pot and stuffed it into Gao Xin's arms, and urged, "Brother Xin, hurry up, don't make the guests wait too long."

"Oh... okay..." Gao Xin was pushed to make tea in a daze.

It was only after he entered the inner room that he remembered that his wife usually did this, and he didn't even know how to make tea.

When he turned around and wanted to go out to ask his wife, he felt that it was wrong for a big man to ask his wife to do such trivial things, so he decided to work hard.

As soon as Gao Xin came, Fang Yi put away her gentle attitude, and looked at Han Xing and Jiang Xu defensively.

She asked indifferently, "What's the matter with you two suddenly appearing?"

"Shouldn't this be asking you what's the purpose of lurking in the realm of comprehension?" Han Xing asked casually, propping his chin with one hand.

"Are you here to catch me?" Fang Yi stepped back a few steps and said with a solemn expression.

"This matter has nothing to do with Brother Xin. It's not his fault, it's my fault." Fang Yi said decisively.

Han Xing knocked on the broken wooden table and said, "I said, this demon cultivator, we are not here to catch you, and we don't have time to spare."

"Then what are you here for?" Fang Yi looked at the two with disbelief.

"Shopping." Han Xing looked at the woman with persecution paranoia in front of him speechlessly.

"What's wrong with Yi'er?" Gao Xin came out holding the teapot and cup, and saw Fang Yi looking at the two with an unfriendly expression, thinking that there was some dispute between the two sides.

Just when Fang Yi didn't know how to explain, Han Xing said directly, "Fellow Daoist Gao, your wife has a deep affection for you, and she has been worried that we are here to harm you."

Gao News said, blushing uncomfortably, "Yi'er has always been nice to me."

"Yi'er blames me for not making it clear. These two fellow Taoists have taken a fancy to my big rock, so I'm going to ask them to come back and trade."

He raised his eyes with some guilt and asked Fang Yi to say, "I promise to give them other things as gifts, is that okay?"

Seeing this, Fang Yi said softly, "Okay, the family affairs are naturally up to you."

She seemed to think of something suddenly, "Is that bottle also a gift?"

Gao Xin patted his forehead before he remembered, and said a little guilty, "Speaking of this..." He took out the things on the booth from the storage bag and put them on the table in a mess.

Gao Xin picked up the bottle that Jiang Xu felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it, and said,

"This bottle doesn't seem to be openable, do you want it?" He explained with some embarrassment, "We picked up this bottle in the wilderness. .”

He glanced at Fang Yi and said, "Both my wife and I think this bottle should be a tasteless magic weapon, so..." He planned to make it as a gift.

"I'm very interested in these weird magic weapons, let me sell this one too." Han Xingfeng smiled lightly.

Fang Yi moved her lips, but finally did not speak again.

Han Xing asked with a smile in his eyes, "How many spirit stones do you need here?"

Han Xing looked at the worthless things on the table except for the stone and the bottle, without showing any contempt.

"A top-grade spirit stone is enough." Gao Xin rubbed his hands and said with a guilty conscience.

He moved, and looked at Han Xingdao eagerly, in fact..."

"What I want to change most is the pill."

"Fellow Daoist also found out that we have been living in low houses of mortals because my wife cannot absorb spiritual energy."

Gao Xin blurted out without any defense. He never thought that if the two people in front of him had some intentions, they could just grab Fang Yi and threaten him, so there was no need to talk about business.

Han Xing glanced at Fang Yi, who was silent beside him, feeling a little ridiculous.

The reason why the opponent couldn't absorb the spiritual energy was because of cultivating demons, and the magic veins naturally couldn't absorb the spiritual energy.

"Then what kind of pill do you want to exchange for?" Han Xing asked in a good-tempered manner.

Gao News said with excitement in his eyes, "Fellow Daoist, can you exchange Fumai Pill for me?"

After speaking, he seemed to feel that his request was too much.

Fumai Dan is a pill that can only be refined by an alchemist close to the seventh level. He has already gone to Qingxiamen and Shuiyunmen to inquire about it. Even if you can refine such a rare pill, there is no pill formula. .

Jiang Xu said lightly, "It's worth it."

A top-quality spirit stone cannot buy a Fumai Pill, not to mention the Fumai Pill formula has been lost in the cultivation world for a long time, even if Han Xing knows how to refine it, he cannot easily take it out.

Gao Xinyan looked a little sad, "I'm sorry, I asked too much," and he also knew that Fumai Pill could not be bought even with Lingshi.

Jiang Xu looked at Fang Yi who had been shrinking his presence, and said in a cold tone, "Are you not going to tell the truth to your husband?"

In his view, the person he loves the most, has nothing to hide, even the fact that he is a demon cultivator. Seeing Gao Xin expending energy for her and dissipating all the spirit stones, is she happy in her heart?

Jiang Xu didn't understand this behavior.

"I—" Fang Yi bit her lip, looking at Jiang Xu with a little displeasure.

Han Xing knocked on the table, not wanting to take part in the mess of the two, so he threw a top-quality spirit stone on the table and said, "Can we trade?"

Gao Xin looked at Fang Yi, then at Jiang Xu and Han Xing, finally nodded and said, "Yes."

He silently put away the spirit stone, saw Han Xing put away the things calmly, got up and left.

"Fellow Daoist Han, if I need to talk to you..." A trace of inexplicable remorse flashed across Gao Xin's heart just now, prompting him to ask.

"Da Yan Trading Company." After Han Xing finished speaking, he glanced at Fang Yi lightly, held Jiang Xu's hand, and left the low room.

Gao Xin looked at the back of the two leaving, feeling lost. He looked at Fang Yi with complicated eyes and asked, "Do you really have nothing to say to me?"

Fang Yi's face was stiff and complicated, she opened her mouth, and finally lowered her head to avoid staring at Gao Xin.

She hurriedly cleaned up the tea set on the table and said, "I'll clean it up."

Gao Xin looked at the back of her running away in panic, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Fang Yi just pinched the teacup with her fingers, with a hint of resentment on her face, until the teacup turned into powder, she regained her previous graceful demeanor.

Han Xing and Jiang Xu didn't care that after they left, the two husband and wife lived a seemingly incongruent life, and they didn't care how much trouble their words caused each other.

He looked at Jiang Xudao excitedly, "Brother Xu, the item is here, do you want to see it?"

Jiang Xu looked at Han Xing with a blank expression, and fell into the other's arms when his feet softened, "I can't watch."

When Gao Xin took out the bottle, he felt the strong attraction inside.

"Brother Xu, are you okay?" Han Xing hugged Jiang Xu's waist tightly and asked gently.

Leaning in his arms, Jiang Xu replied in a muffled voice, "A little soft."

"Leave it alone," Jiang Xu said, "The current situation is not suitable."

Han Xing hugged Jiang Xu, seeing that he was so affected, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Xu, what's inside?"

Haven't seen such a strong impact yet?If he opened it, would Jiang Xu faint directly?

Jiang Xu was a little uncertain, "It seems to be Qilin's brainchild."

It was still a unicorn higher than him, with a kind of mournful and desolate heart, which seriously affected his mood.