The Fangshi of Nanmen City was built on the mountain outside the city, separated from the mortal area. The dark-skinned young man ran up and down like a real servant, looking for an inn in Fangshi to rent a guest house to stay in, and also returned some food. A table of local specialties and delicacies was delivered to the guest house for Mr. Zhang to enjoy.
All the expenses were paid by the dark-skinned boy himself. In his words, how could a master spend money?
Zhang Wenfeng would not be polite to You Lao, a wealthy local man. When the two of them ate behind closed doors, a tall and thin man served them to pour wine. The two of them evaluated the quality of the dishes. You Meng had a few glasses of spiritual wine and had a lively conversation. Every spiritual vegetable can bring out many allusions, covering everything from heaven to earth.
The banquet lasted for more than an hour, and by the end Zhang Guanzhu could only listen.
The two of them went down to drink tea, and Zhang Wenfeng asked a question: "Last time, I had a competition with two elders of the Haohan Xiuzhen Association, and I found that whether it was Lian Huo or Qu Lei, they had a mastery and excavation of the treasures in their hands. At this point, I'm thinking, should I also prepare a treasure that is convenient for casting spells?"
He has never considered himself to be a pure swordsman.
When fighting, decide whether to use a sword or a sword according to the situation, no matter how you use it.
He wanted to ask the knowledgeable Mr. You to help him decide on the type of treasure, but he was not good at this.
You Mengchang put down the tea cup, took out a box from his sleeve, handed it to Taoist Zhang, and said: "Last time, Shen Mengdan promoted some of her treasures. I later bought this red wood paperweight, thinking of collecting more in the vast continent. A few corner spiritual wood materials can help you build an exquisite wooden pagoda. "You can use it to cast spells or accumulate wood to generate magic power."
Zhang Wenfeng took the box and opened it. As expected, there was the red wood paperweight inside. He returned the box and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for your trouble."
"Helping you means helping myself. When traveling, you may encounter various dangers. I am good at dealing with monks whose soul power is weaker than mine. I still have to rely on you to charge into battle, so you don't need to be polite to me."
You Mengchang chuckled, he said it very honestly.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded and said, "Spiritual wood is precious, so it's hard to find scrap materials?"
You Mengchang said: "I have asked Shen Mengdan to help me find materials. Although the Shuyue Building where she works is not popular, she has made a lot of connections over the years of doing business. It is much more convenient than searching for it on our own."
"What benefits did you promise her? Let her do her best."
"A three-level realm-breaking pill and medicinal powder that nourishes the soul are the good things she longs for."
You Mengchang smiled and said that he had specifically shown the elixir and powder to the woman, so that Shen Mengdan would not have to do his best to help him. He not only needed spiritual wood scraps, but also other rare materials, leaving them to Shen Mengdan to run errands. For him, low-level realm-breaking pills and medicinal powders were too easy. While they were chatting, the dark-skinned young man suddenly looked up and looked outside the guest courtyard door, raised his hand to unlock the formation restriction, and a flying sword flew into his hand. He checked it and said with a smile:
"Shen Mengdan sent a message that there is a small exchange meeting in Chongshan City within a thousand miles. It is of a very high level. She has helped us get the admission letter and spread the word that a customer will buy spiritual wood at a high price at the exchange meeting. The scraps attract others to exchange the spirit wood materials. In addition, she found out that there are three shops in Sanzuofang City in the southeast area that sell five solutions and spirit wood scraps. The location and name were sent to her. "
"Then when shall we set off?"
"There's no rush. You can visit Nanmen Chengfang City for two days first. After I deal with the group of bandit monks following us, it won't be too late to set off again."
The two of them finished talking about business, drank tea and then dispersed.
You Mengchang asked the dark-skinned boy to stay at home, and he quietly disappeared, following the unique mark he had made, floating down the mountain, looking for the bad luck of the bandits.
Zhang Wenfeng went out with the rune bone puppets and wandered around the shops in the top city. He learned about the prices in the city and bought the items he liked. He was filled with emotion in his heart. From Taiping City to Nanmen City, the materials he saw were produced more than Dong. The mainland is more than one step ahead. No wonder there are so many monks in the vast continent. It was dark at dusk, and the Old Wolf Valley was three hundred miles away from Nanmen City to the north. In a temporary cave dug on the cliff, three men in different clothes were sitting around a stone table drinking tea. A man with a beard complained: "What happened to Lao Lu? It's too late for us to talk about cooperation for the second time."
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The young and handsome man sitting opposite him smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Lu may have something to do and delayed his time. Let's drink tea and wait for him..."
A muscular man wearing a dark red robe flew in from outside, landed on the ground, and said repeatedly: "I encountered something unexpectedly before I left, and I'm very sorry for keeping everyone waiting!"
The handsome man smiled and smoothed things over: "It's okay, we've just arrived a while ago. Brother Lu, please take a seat."
The bearded man snorted dissatisfied and said: "We are doing a business without capital, so we can't make any mistakes. I hope fellow Daoist Lu will not be late again next time he goes hunting."
The man surnamed Lu chuckled: "Don't worry, there won't be a next time."
As he finished speaking, three jets of black energy suddenly shot out from his body. They were very close at hand, and the black energy was extremely fast. The three of them were caught off guard and were hit by the black energy.
The bearded man reacted the fastest, with blazing flames burning on his body, trying to expel the ghost on his upper body. He had already retreated to the stone wall five feet away, trying to break through the stone wall to escape, but his face showed a twisted look. The color of pain makes it difficult to move even an inch.
You Mengchang, who was hiding in the cave, waved and snapped his fingers. The man surnamed Lu drew his sword and stabbed repeatedly, and soon the cave was filled with the unpleasant smell of blood.
You Mengchang watched the tragedy in the cave with cold eyes. It wasn't until the man named Lu stabbed himself in the forehead with his sword and fell to the ground that he sneered: "Be a good person in the next life. If you don't have the strength, how can you learn to rob on the road?"
He now has three fourth-level ghosts in his hands. He and Zhang Guanzhu Ziqian said that they are not good at fighting. Do they want to see who they can compete with?
Of course, it is not enough to compare with Guanzhu Zhang. There is no one at the same level in the entire eastern and western continents who can match Guanzhu Zhang.
But against ordinary fourth-level monks, he could easily crush them by releasing the three ghosts he had cultivated for many years, causing internal strife and killing each other. He didn't bother to put that thought into it, so he directly attacked a few people secretly and manipulated them secretly, so why not do it?
He did not collect the souls of the four people who died. As the saying goes, he did not want to be stained with too much karma, let alone be targeted by heaven, but he did not mind at all if he collected the souls of the descendants of his enemies and refined them into ghosts.
Everything happens for a reason, and he had a reason to do that.
He conveniently collected four ready-made golden elixirs. It would be a waste to leave them alone anyway.
Don’t you already have the materials for refining the Realm Breaking Pill?
Zhang Wenfeng visited the market for two days and accidentally overheard some monks talking. They said that four small-power fourth-level monks and more than a dozen third-level monks died in the Old Wolf Valley the night before yesterday. Limbs were everywhere and blood flowed like rivers.
The remaining monks from the four small sects are blaming each other and have turned against each other.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled, he deserved it! Evil people need to be punished by evil people. I haven't seen Mr. You in the past two days. I wonder what he is busy with?
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