"This...is this the Nine Refinements Guiyuan Pill?" Liu Qi looked at the crystal clear elixir in front of him, his throat was shaking. The dignified Jindan Master couldn't control himself and swallowed his saliva.
Tang Yuandan smiled and said: "If Brother Liu can sell a high price for Li as agreed, then one of them will be your dividend!"
Liu Qi looked at the green-skinned gourd reluctantly, as if his eyes were glued to it, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, the General Pavilion attaches great importance to this treasure meeting, and its scale may even exceed that of Feizhoufang City."
"Fellow Taoist's Nine Refinements Guiyuan Pill is the focus of publicity. Not only in the Sea of Chaos, but also many outside monks come here for it, and it will definitely fetch a high price."
Tang Yuan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Compared to Feizhoufang City? Is it still held here?"
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Liu Qi quickly said: "There has not been a large-scale trading market in the Chaos Sea for many years. The pavilion believes that there are many rare treasures hidden, and..." He lowered his voice slightly, "In this treasure meeting, even With the True Immortal Yuan Shen coming to escort us, it’s evident that the pavilion attaches great importance to it!”
"The true immortal of Yuanshen?"
Liu Qi looked at the surprised expression on Tang Yuan's face and felt secretly proud in his heart. He nodded and said, "Brother Taoist, do you know who is the most infamous person in the immortal world recently?"
Seeing that he was still showing off, Tang Yuan secretly laughed and said, "Li really doesn't know."
"Of course it's Jun Yizhenjun who fought head-on against the Yunmeng Pavilion True Immortal a few years ago! Apart from the reclusive ancestors of various sects, Jun Yizhenjun is one of the strongest true immortals in the world."
When Liu Qi said this, he looked proud and proud, "And he is one of the pavilion masters of Duobao Pavilion. This time he will come to the Sea of Chaos to preside over this Duobao Pavilion. Brother Taoist should know that the specifications should be How vast it is!”
As soon as you come here, it is naturally Tang Yuan's plan. With the martial arts clone in charge, most accidents can be avoided.
However... I didn't appear much in this. I just acted as an alchemist who cooperated with Duobao Pavilion, without any extraordinary performance.
Even after the incident, no one unexpectedly connected him with Jun Yi.
…
"Does Dabao know it?" Fan Xiang stood with his sword sideways, blood dripping from the sword, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.
There were a few corpses scattered on the ground, and heavy snow fell, covering them all in a short time.
But no one could have imagined that these corpses like weeds were still the domineering Jin Dan masters just a moment ago.
Dark clouds are crossing and the wind is howling, threatening to refine all the people and animals on the island.
Unfortunately, they encountered a more dangerous life-killing ghost. Under Fan Xiang's sword, they didn't even last a quarter of an hour before they all became dead souls under the sword.
"Why are there so many people called Black Wind Thieves in this world?" Fan Xiang looked at the trembling man below with scrutiny, and couldn't help but think of the battle that helped him form a pill.
That was the first time he truly faced a giant of demonic power instead of a small fish and shrimp, and in the end he was unable to compete head-on with him.
Although his current strength is still far behind that of the old demon back then, Fan Xiang is confident that as long as he continues to grow, no demon, no matter how big it is, will be worthy of his sword.
When the frightened man heard this, he thought he had found a chance, and shouted quickly: "Do you know the Black Wind Pirates from the East China Sea? That robbery cultivator was founded by Black Wind and I. I offended many disciples of the sect in the past, and was forced into the Sea of Chaos."
Fan Xiang smiled and said, "Did you tell me earlier? A certain family and Heifeng are old acquaintances!"
The man took a breath and said with a forced smile: "Look, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and we no longer recognize each other as one family!"
"I wonder... what is the relationship between senior and my brother?"
The cold light flashed, and the sword flower was lightly held.
Blood gushed out like a spring from the sword mark on his neck. In his disbelieving eyes, Fan Xiang whispered: "You two brothers are thousands of miles apart, but you both died under Fan's sword. You Say...isn't this considered fate?"
After sheathing the flying sword, Fan Xiang first looked up at the sky and was stunned for a moment before shouting: "Uncle Master!"
He just looked at the sky and was in a stalemate for almost a moment before an impatient voice came out, "You kid, didn't I say... that this trip to the Sea of Chaos will be yours alone?"
Ting Yujing, dressed as a young Taoist, walked out of the void with a look of impatience on his face.
Fan Xiang's eyes became lively again, and he said with a smile: "I'm just giving it a try. Who knew you, the old man, would be so restless!"
Ting Yujing snorted coldly, "If I never come out, will you always be in such a daze?"
"Disciples are best at being in a daze during the day. You don't know this, Master Master." Fan Xiang handed over a wine gourd very naturally, "This is a good wine that Grandpa has hidden for nearly a hundred years. Try it?"
Ting Yujing's expression remained unchanged, but she snatched the gourd and took a long sip before saying, "You have some conscience, but... do you really think you can drink that much every time?"
Fan Xiang's face was full of shock and he said in disbelief: "Could it be...?"
The young Taoist nodded proudly: "Your uncle's ability to steal wine has been recognized by the master!"
"Besides, you kid eats and drinks here every day, but I, uncle, can only sit in the void and steal some wine from you, so what's the matter?"
Fan Xiang said sadly: "Uncle Master, if you want to drink, you can just go to the disciples directly. Why do you have to do this!"
Ting Yujing's head trembled, and she called over, "You are really determined that Pindao will protect you, right? If I hadn't been fine recently, you would have come here alone this time."
Fan Xiang took the blow without dodging, and then said: "Uncle Master, since Fan Xiang came here to sharpen the golden elixir, he was naturally mentally prepared to deal with everything. If there is someone behind him to protect him, how can he be able to achieve the purpose of training?" use?"
"Okay, okay, you and your master are just like a dead person!"
"But it's good that you're here, uncle." Fan Xiang said seriously again, "This disciple has something to ask of you."
Ting Yujing glanced at Fan Xiang, who was as tall and tall as a pine tree, and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of you here."
Fan Xiang raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "Uncle Master, how do you know what I want to say?"
Ting Yujing snorted coldly, "I've already told you that your boy and your master are exactly the same. I know all the things you think about. Besides, I also drank a lot of wine from that kid, so I'm in love with you." You should take care of them."
Fan Xiang was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master, the world is like this, and there are people suffering everywhere. Is what I have done in the past ten years really meaningful?"
Ting Yujing slapped him hard on the head, "Don't you already have the answer yourself? Why do you need to ask me?"
Fan Xiang looked far away, looking at the boys and girls playing, and there was a sound of swords in his heart!
…
Tang Yuan, the eternal demon tribulation, the leader of the Blood Sea Sect, the living demon king, and the great demon king of the Tang Dynasty once said this about Fan Xiang...
"A true swordsman!"
…
Time passed, and soon March passed again.
Those who should arrive have basically arrived near Chongli, and those who have not arrived have become withered bones on this route.
However... this group of people can be regarded as being brought here by others with their will and... inheritance.
The Dabao Fair is finally coming!
