Yanluobuzhou, Jinghuzhou, Ao Shixianfang.
Fang Jian set up a small stall on the side of Xianfang Street and placed several of his own spiritual teas on the stall.
There are stalls like this on both sides of the street, some selling charms, some selling magic weapons, some selling elixirs, some selling Taoism, spells, and some selling formations.
Most of the monks coming and going on the street took a quick look and left. Yanluobu Continent was within the sphere of influence of Taiyin Immortal Court, so there were many Taiyin Immortal Court disciples in the Immortal Workshop.
As early as ten years ago, all the Daluo Golden Immortals in the three worlds of the world petitioned Heaven to be granted the title. The death of the two Daluo Golden Immortals in Dongfang Cangtian brought them too much shock and fear. No one dared to challenge Heaven anymore. authority.
Therefore, the Daluo Jinxian of the four major celestial courts in Haotian in the West were naturally among those seeking the title. The leader of the Taiyin Celestial Court was officially conferred the title of 'Lianru Zhenjun' and the 'Celestial Master' of the Taiyin Celestial Court by the Celestial Court.
Moreover, all the edicts were issued by Taishi Immortal Capital, that is, they were conferred by Fang Jian himself.
The true king is a fruitful position, and the immortal king is a famous position. When they ask for the title of Heavenly Court, they express their support for Heavenly Court and accept the rule of Heavenly Court, so Heavenly Court will naturally grant the title.
However, no matter how hard these Immortal Lords thought about it, they would never have imagined that the Emperor Hongqing who had conferred the title of Chief Photographer of the Heavenly Court on them was currently transforming into a Yang Shen Realm monk and setting up a stall in an Immortal Workshop under their jurisdiction. .
A gust of fragrant wind drifted in front of Fang Jian. A woman wearing a light pink skirt and fairy bun walked past Fang Jian's stall, but after taking four or five steps, she turned back.
The woman's beautiful eyes glanced at the tea cans at Fang Jian's stall, and then she asked, "How is the quality of your tea?"
Fang Jian sat cross-legged on the ground casually. He looked at the woman and said, "Which one is your fellow Taoist asking about?"
The woman asked in surprise: "Which one? Do you have many varieties of spiritual tea here?"
Fang Jian raised his hand and pointed at the stall in front of him and said: "The one on the left is high-grade spiritual tea, the one in the middle is medium-grade spiritual tea, and the one on the right is low-grade spiritual tea. The quality of the top grade is very good, the quality of the middle grade is average, and the quality of the low grade is very poor. , can only be used as ration tea."
When the woman heard Fang Jian's words, she couldn't help but nodded slightly and said, "You are quite professional. Can I see the top-grade spiritual tea?"
Fang Jian smiled and said, "Of course."
The woman immediately squatted down and looked at the six cans of high-grade spiritual tea on the left. She found that these high-grade spiritual teas were all sealed in jade cans, and the names on each can were different.
"Yan Shui Ning, Qing Shuang Dew, Snow White Head" the woman read out the names one by one and said, "Do these names represent different types?"
"Yes." Fang Jian said, "Fellow Taoist, you can open it and take a look at the tea."
The woman nodded, then reached out and picked up the jade jar with a 'snow-white head'. Then she opened the seal on the mouth of the jade jar, and suddenly a cold and cold fragrance floated out from the jade jar.
The woman's eyes lit up, and the fragrance immediately filled her lungs, and a gust of cold air penetrated from the tip of her nose and went straight up to the Tianling Cap, making her shiver, and her whole body was instantly shaken.
"Is there a spirit of ice and snow in this?" the woman asked Fang Jian.
Fang Jian nodded and said: "Yes, these spiritual teas of mine are all fried through a special 'fried tea technique', and retain the spiritual energy of the place where the original strains grew. This Snow White Tou Spirit Tea is the product of Pindao." It is picked from tea trees growing on the snow-capped mountains and then fried.”
The quality of spiritual tea can be distinguished by the spiritual energy contained in it. The lower-grade spiritual tea contains "spiritual energy of one mile", the medium-grade spiritual tea can contain "spiritual energy of ten miles", and the high-grade spiritual tea can contain "spiritual energy of hundreds of miles". At the same time High-grade spiritual tea also contains different kinds of spiritual energy.
For example, Fang Jian's 'snowy white head' ice and snow aura is a highly cherished water-based alien aura, and this alien aura is determined by the geographical environment where the original Lingcha plant grows.
The woman was very excited and immediately asked Fang Jian: "How much does this jar cost?"
Fang Jian said: "This jar of spiritual tea is one pound, and one jar costs ten thousand calamity jade."
"Huh? So expensive?" The woman looked surprised, immediately put down the tea can in her hand, and then said to Fang Jian, "Excuse me."
Fang Jian smiled faintly, then the woman stood up, took another look at the snow-white tea can, then turned and left.
After the woman left, no one came to see the spiritual tea. Fang Jian had to sit cross-legged on the ground and close his eyes to rest.
About half an hour later, Fang Jian suddenly heard a collision of objects in his ears. He opened his eyes and looked around, and saw a man wearing a white jade silk robe in front of the small stall selling charms on the street opposite him. A child of about ten years old was kicking a wooden box filled with charms on a small stall.
The stall owner was a casual cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm. The wooden box on his stall was kicked into chaos by the child, but he could only smile on his face and let the child continue to kick it while he was sorting it out.
Fortunately, there are mana seals on those wooden boxes, otherwise it would be difficult to clean up the talismans scattered on the ground, and once the talisman paper is contaminated with dirt, the mana will be broken immediately.
When Fang Jian saw this scene, he immediately said, "Little guy, what are you doing?"
"Don't mess with him." As soon as Fang Jian opened his mouth, a Nascent Soul Realm girl selling wine elixirs at a stall next to her quickly said to Fang Jian, "He is the grandson of the Great Immortal Feiling."
Fang Jian looked slightly surprised and asked, "Who is the Great Immortal Feiling?"
The girl said: "He is the 'Master' of Aoshixianfang, a monk in the Heavenly Immortal Realm. You can't offend him." The girl lowered her head as she spoke, not daring to look around for fear of attracting the child's attention. force.
But at this time, the child's attention had been attracted by Fang Jian, and he stepped forward and crossed to Fang Jian.
"What are you selling?" the child asked Fang Jian with his hands on his hips.
Fang Jian said: "Lingcha."
The child glanced at the tea cans in front of Fang Jian, then raised his foot and kicked it on the stall. In an instant, all the tea cans clinked and rolled to the ground.
Fortunately, these tea cans had magic seals, so they didn't spill out, but Fang Jian immediately sat up straight.
The child saw the tea cans rolling on the floor and started kicking and stepping on them. Soon the tea cans were scattered everywhere.
The child didn't say anything, just stared at Fang Jian with big bright eyes while kicking, with his head slightly raised and his face full of pride.
The stall owners around did not dare to say a word, and the monks who passed by pretended not to see it. Many monks even took advantage of the chaos and took away the tea cans that rolled to the ground, but Fang Jian saw all this.
But Fang Jian ignored the monks who were taking advantage of them for the time being. Instead, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the child's arm, throwing him directly to the ground. Then he raised his hand and used magic power to conjure a rattan and shine it on the child's face. The butt is just a cane.
The child screamed in surprise. He had no idea that Fang Jian would dare to attack him. When the cane fell on his butt, the child suddenly let out a sharp scream.
The surrounding stall owners were stunned when they saw this scene, but they also felt extremely happy in their hearts. However, they were happy, so they packed up their stalls as quickly as possible and ran as far as they could, for fear of being splashed with blood later. on them.
Fang Jian's arms rose and fell rapidly. In just three breaths, the child had been slapped five or six times on the buttocks. The child lay on the ground crying and screaming. Tears fell to the ground, and soon fell on the bluestone floor under his feet. A pool of tears.
"Little guy, are you still naughty?" Fang Jian asked.
But when the child heard this, he cried and yelled back: "You dare to hit me, you bastard? My mother will not let you go!"
"You dare to curse?" Fang Jian's eyes widened, he raised his hand and hit him again with the cane, and the child suddenly cried even more fiercely.
"stop!"
At this moment, a sharp shout came from the sky above Xianfang, and then three rays of fairy light flew down from far to near.
As three rays of fairy light fell to the ground, a female monk from the Xuanxian Realm and two monks from the True Immortal Realm were seen flying down in front of Fang Jian. The leading female monk from the Xuanxian Realm was naturally beautiful, and her celestial figure was as beautiful as a hibiscus in the distant mountains. But as soon as she appeared, she raised her hand and slapped Fang Jian.
In an instant, an extremely powerful and merciless force turned into a large hand seal and struck Fang Jian, showing no mercy and murderous intent.
'Yin' However, at this moment, a sword chant suddenly resounded through Ao Shixianfang, and the sword on Fang Jian's back was suddenly unsheathed, and then the sword energy was like a rainbow and fell down in the air.
'boom'
The female monk's big hand seal was chopped into pieces by a sword, and the huge power spread out in all directions instantly. Fang Jian still stood in place, and the Ruyi Sword was also floating in front of Fang Jian with its awe-inspiring fairy light.
This sword is transformed into the acquired treasure "Ruyi Dzi Bead". Because it is a sword transformed from Ruyi Dzi Bead, it is called Ruyi Sword. If it turns into a stick, it is a Ruyi Stick, and if it turns into a sword, it is naturally called Ruyi Sword.
The woman was slightly surprised when she saw that her spell was broken by a sword, but she quickly discovered the problem, "Immortal treasure?"
The woman looked at the long sword floating in front of Fang Jian, and her eyes narrowed slightly. From the sword power released from the long sword, and the ability to cut through her own spells so easily, she knew that this sword was definitely an immortal treasure. As for whether it is a low-grade fairy treasure or a high-grade fairy treasure, it is not yet clear.
Fang Jian stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, looked at the woman and said, "What do you mean, fellow Taoist? Why did you kill Pindao as soon as we met? If Pindao hadn't been armed with a sharp weapon, wouldn't you have killed him just now?" "
The woman snorted coldly, pointed at the child on the ground and said, "Do you know who he is?"
Fang Jian said: "How do I know who he is? I'm not his father."
The woman's face suddenly changed, and a True Immortal Realm monk next to her shouted sternly: "How dare you, a little Yang God Realm monk, talk to my wife like this? Kneel down and apologize!"
"Mom!" The child suddenly got up from the ground, cried and ran towards the woman,
The woman was startled and shouted quickly: "Be careful when pushing."
But until the child ran into the woman's arms, Fang Jian did not stop him. As the woman breathed a sigh of relief, her worries immediately dissipated.
"Everyone, you have thirty breaths to leave this area." The woman handed the child to the care of the True Immortal Realm monks on the side, and then said to the monks watching the excitement around her.
Hearing this, the surrounding monks did not dare to disobey the woman. They turned around and exited the area, and soon the streets were cleared.
Then the woman turned around, held out a sword and said, "He is my son."
"Huh?" Fang Jian was startled, and then he quickly raised his hand and said, "It turns out that this kid is the son of fellow Taoist. It's really disrespectful to give birth to such an uncultured son. It seems that fellow Taoist is really not an ordinary person."
The woman's face changed drastically, and then she said in an extremely cold tone: "You bastard, you are looking for death."
After the words fell, the woman raised her hand and slashed at Fang Jian with a sword. The sword energy screamed and killing intent surged. Fang Jian took a step back and then slashed with the sword.
Only two sword sounds were heard tearing apart the sky, and then the two sword lights suddenly slashed together. With a loud noise, the woman's sword energy was directly chopped into pieces by Fang Jian's sword energy, but Fang Jian's sword energy was also Then he was cut through by the woman's second sword energy.
Seeing his sword energy shattered, Fang Jian not only wasn't surprised at all, but instead said to the woman with approval: "Not bad."
The woman was dismissive. She thought Fang Jian was just pretending to be calm, but she was actually a little surprised. She had already tested the grade of Fang Jian's sword with that blow just now.
Although she was a little shocked, the woman still said with a hint of arrogance: "You are not bad, a Yang Shen realm monk actually has a high-grade immortal treasure in your hand."
Fang Jian said with a smile: "This poor man travels all over the country to do small business. If he doesn't have a sharp weapon for self-defense, how can he survive today?"
The woman said coldly: "That's it for today."
"High-grade immortal treasure!" The monks in the distance were shocked when they heard this.
"This guy is quite rich." A middle-aged monk from the True Immortal Realm said.
Another monk said: "You are quite rich. A top-grade immortal treasure costs at least 360,000 calamity jade. At my current rate, I would have to earn three hundred years to earn so many calamity jade."
After listening to the woman's words, Fang Jian smiled and said: "That's not true, is it? I beat your son because your son was too naughty and kicked over my stall and kicked my tea cans all over the floor. Take a look, and Many tea cans were taken away by someone. If I hit him twice, you will kill me, so should you compensate me for these losses?"
If Fang Jian had not come to the human world to experience his state of mind this time, this woman's spirit would have already reported to Yaoyintian.
However, experiencing the state of mind does not mean that you have to swallow your anger. Fang Jian looked at the woman with Ruyi Sword and said: "If fellow Taoist is unreasonable and still wants the life of poor Taoist, then I have to fight to the death with fellow Taoist today."
When the woman heard this, the sword in her hand suddenly made a sword sound, but at this moment, the True Immortal Realm monk on the woman's right said: "Madam, in front of everyone, it is better not to argue with him, lest you lose your status as a lady, first Drive him out of the Immortal Workshop and avoid many eyes and ears before making any plans."
Hearing the words of the True Immortal Realm monk, the woman's eyes were slightly cold, and she snorted coldly. Then she looked at Fang Jian and said, "My pusher kicked over your stall, and you hit him again. My son is He has a body of ten thousand gold, and even I have never beaten him. So, since you beat him, then even if he has compensated you for the loss, the matter will be even."
Then the woman added: "But Taoist friends are not welcome in Aoshixianfang. Taoist friends should go elsewhere to do business."
After the woman finished speaking, the True Immortal Realm monk on the woman's left immediately offered up his magic weapon and said to Fang Jian: "Fellow Taoist, please."
Fang Jian put away the Ruyi Sword and returned it to its sheath. He used his magic power to put the tea cans on the ground that had not been taken away into storage bags. Then he held his hands toward the woman and said with a smile, "Fellow Taoist, see you later."
The woman's tone was cold and full of evil spirit: "We will never see you again." At this time, Fang Jian was already a dead man in the woman's eyes.
As Fang Jian was driven out of Ao Shi Xian Fang, the woman immediately put away the magic weapon, held the child in her arms with a distressed look on her face, and then took two True Immortal Realm attendants to step on the clouds and flew back to Ao Shi Xian Fang The center is in the palace.
After returning to Aoshi Palace, the woman used magical power to heal her son's injuries and said to the attendant: "Call Feiyan to come over."
Soon, a female cultivator from the Mysterious Immortal Realm wearing a black robe and a black feather crown came in, "Sister-in-law, please call me."
The woman said to Feiyan: "Feiyan, your nephew was beaten, look." The woman lifted up the child's gold gauze robe, revealing the spanked buttocks which were covered with red marks.
"Aunt Feiyan." The child said with tears in his eyes: "Avenge me."
When Fei Yan saw this scene and was said so pitifully by his nephew, he suddenly burst into anger and asked, "Sister-in-law, who beat my nephew like this?"
"He is a Yangshen realm monk." The woman sent a spiritual light shadow in front of Fei Yan and said, "I have kicked him out of Ao Shi Xianfang."
Fei Yan took a look at Ling Guang's shadow, wrote down Fang Jian's appearance and energy, then crushed the Ling Guang shadow into pieces with a pinch of his five fingers, and then said to the woman: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, this person's head will be gone within an hour." It will appear in my 'beast cage' at home."
Finally, Fei Yan said gently to the child: "Tui'er recover from your injuries. Auntie will go and avenge you."
The woman hurriedly reminded: "Feiyan, this man has a high-grade immortal sword in his hand, you must be careful."
Feiyan smiled disdainfully and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I have my own magic technique that can render his high-grade immortal treasure useless!"
After saying that, Feiyan jumped up and instantly turned into a strange fairy light and flew out of the attic, disappearing outside Ao Shi Xianfang in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Fang Jian was squatting by a stream a hundred miles away from Ao Shi Xianfang, washing his hands.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew from above the stream. The strong wind suddenly became a climate, and in an instant, it rolled up the stream and rocks and dropped them towards Fang Jian.
Fang Jian was washing his face with water. When he saw this, he smiled lightly and threw the water in his hand towards the direction of the strong wind.
Then I saw that small handful of water instantly turned into a huge wave, and in a deafening roar, all the streams and rocks rolled up by the strong wind were smashed into pieces.
Then the huge wave disappeared in an instant, turning into a handful of water and falling back into the stream.
Fang Jian stood up, looked above the stream and said, "Which fellow Taoist is casting a spell here?"
"The person who takes your life." Along with a clear shout, an extremely strong demonic light suddenly appeared in the sky. The demonic light suddenly fell, and then turned into a strange chain and fell on the Ruyi Sword on Fang Jian's back. .
Fang Jian glanced back, then smiled lightly, not caring, but looking towards where the demonic light appeared.
Then he saw a female demon from the Mysterious Immortal Realm wearing black clothes and a black robe flying down on the white clouds, and soon landed in front of Fang Jian.
