"According to the rules of casual cultivators, Brother Fang is responsible for taking the last blow of this demonic tiger. You can take a share of it. What do you think?" Chen Yi glanced at Fang Xing with his cloudy eyes and suddenly spoke. "Brother!" When Chen Hongtian heard this, he couldn't help but feel anxious. How much effort did they spend on this monster? How can I give a share to outsiders! How many spiritual stones come and go! They Cangshan Wuyi are wandering into the world of immortality, they are not kind-hearted people! But Chen Yi shook his head and stopped his third brother with his eyes, telling him not to speak. Hua Feiyue, on the other hand, smiled sweetly when she heard this: "That's right... This little brother can kill the demon tiger with one blow. He obviously has great skills. I wonder which famous master he studied under?" But he was trying to find out about Fang Xing's origin and background in a roundabout way.
"I have no family or sect..." Fang Xing chuckled: "As for the materials from this demon tiger, we can take none of them. It's just that I have been delayed outside recently. I didn't expect that Fang City has become like this. I wonder what is going on in Qinglin Fang City now? " He, who has a drone to collect medicine, doesn't like the materials on this first-order demon tiger at all. The main purpose of showing up is to get information. "Everything is fine in the market... except that the prices of various materials have increased. The elders of Qingxuan Sect issued a 'Monster Hunting Order'. Now you can get an extra spiritual stone by killing monsters..." Chen Yi exhaled a long breath, with a wry smile on his slightly aged face: "I was just a little overwhelmed, so I went out and took the risk to hunt monsters..." "I see……" Fang Xing nodded clearly, asked a few more questions, and after a moment he cupped his hands: "The mountains are high and the rivers are long, see you later!" Immediately the figure flashed and disappeared into the dense forest. The figure turned around and then disappeared. "Brother, why are you so polite to this kid?" Chen Hongtian's eyes flashed when he saw Fang Xing's movement: "I don't think this person is an immortal cultivator, not even an innate..." "Haha, Third Brother, you have made a mistake... Can an ordinary Houtian warrior kill the 'Red Flame Tiger' with one blow?" Hua Feiyue's voice was soft and charming, penetrating into the bones. Meng Yi and Shen Yuxin came to the Red Flame Tiger, took out daggers and other objects, and prepared to collect monster materials. At this time, the demon tiger turned over and exclaimed: "Brother, look!" Chen Yi walked over and saw that the demon tiger's snow-white belly was now completely burnt black. "This is... a thunder method? A lightning attribute talisman?" Chen Hongtian's eyes narrowed. "No, I'm afraid it's... a blood refining weapon!" Chen Yi suddenly felt cold when she thought of the stick in the silver-shirted young man's hand that had been pointing at her and others: "This person... must not be provoked!"
Blood refining weapon! Even in Qinglinfang City, they are extremely rare. The holders are all innate peak beings. With the blood refining weapon, ordinary monks in the middle stage of Qi training must treat each other as equals. But this happened to an acquired warrior! What does this mean? If the other party was not lucky enough to pick up a corpse, he must have a deep background and be extremely difficult to mess with! Judging from the conversation just now, that young man is definitely not a lucky and arrogant person. "The eldest brother and the second sister still know how to look at people..." Chen Hongtian touched the back of his head: "Fortunately, that person doesn't know how to distinguish monster meat. Let's quickly get the materials and leave immediately..." "Well, the third brother is the most truthful. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Chen Yi nodded and directed the four people to start skinning and cramping the red flame tiger. Each of them carried hundreds of kilograms of meat, as well as tiger skin, tiger bones, and tiger whip, and left quickly. go…… From afar, Meng Yi's slightly excited voice came: "This demon tiger is made of materials worth at least dozens of low-grade spiritual stones. This time it is released!" "Haha... It's a pity that the number of monster beasts has increased. The price of monster meat in the market has dropped recently... otherwise we would have made more money." After these people left, the bloody remains on the ground attracted a few hungry wolves, licking the remaining pieces of meat excitedly. And on the treetop where no one was paying attention, a kingfisher pecked its wings and flew away. … "It seems that those five people did not lie to me, nor were they greedy for profit..." Not far away, Fang Xing looked at the surveillance camera and couldn't help but nodded. "Qinglinfang City doesn't seem to take this beast tide as a big deal, so it's worth going there and renting a house..." It has to be said that the house is Fang Xing's obsession. My predecessor had always dreamed of buying a house in Blue Star, but unfortunately it was still far away. "If the house is cheap, maybe we can buy land in Qinglinfang City first?" Fang Xing touched his chin and thought thoughtfully. … Qinglinfang. This place is not much different from usual, and it seems to be a bit more lively. The reason is probably because the formation that covers the entire city gives people a strong sense of security. Fang Xing entered Fang City as usual, and then went straight to an office established by Qingxuan Sect. The steward of Qingxuanzong in charge of the shanty town has a surname of Zhang and a Taoist name of Qingyangzi. He has a goatee and always smiles at everyone.
But when Fang Xing asked about the land price, his expression rarely became serious: "Although our sect has a lot of land, there is no place for sale... The houses in the shanty towns are only for rent, not for sale!" "I see, it's Meng Lang." Fang Xing apologized repeatedly, but he complained in his heart: ‘Not selling? So what's the matter with the Zheng family's large mansion? Aren’t you bullying us, the scattered cultivators, who are weak and weak? ’ 'But such a good business, I still have to keep it flowing, I can't sell the hen that lays the golden eggs...' Casual cultivators and warriors who rented houses had to pay money every month, and the houses changed tenants very quickly, and they didn't know when they would die. At this time, Qingxuanzong can take back the house and make another profit from it. "What about renting a house?" He stepped back and asked. "My good friends learned that the rental houses in our city are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. The upper grade is located inside the city. It covers an area of more than 10 acres and has exquisite architecture...the middle grade is on the edge of the city, full of aura and atmosphere. The small yard...it's at the foot of the mountain, and you've seen those shacks before." Qingyangzi returned to his smiling expression and stroked his beard: "You don't need to ask for the upper-class caves. Ten spiritual stones for a month in the middle-class caves can only be rented by masters in the late stage of Qi training and monks in the middle stage of Qi training with special skills. rise……" Having said this, he looked at Fang Xing with a look that seemed a little provocative. But Fang Xing had no expression on his face, knowing that once his passion got the best of him, he would fall into the consumption trap and be taken advantage of: "Just stay in a low-class shack!" "Inferior shack, one spiritual stone per month, plus one more deposit. This has not been selected yet, you can choose it yourself." Qingyangzi's smile softened a lot, and he took out a thick book and handed it to Fang Xing: "The houses without ink ink on them are all unowned houses. You can choose one at will." Fang Xing observed carefully and compared them one by one with the map of the shanty town captured by the drone in his mind. In fact, there is nothing to choose from, the environment is the same anyway! The same difference and danger! However, Fang Xing still tried his best to choose a more remote place where it would be most convenient to escape: "Let's just go here." "Um." Qingyangzi collected two spiritual stones, handed a brass key to Fang Xing, and warned: "Due to the tide of beasts, some unruly wild cultivators have also entered Fang City. Now Fang City is not at peace. You must May you be blessed..." "Thanks for letting me know..." Fang Xing cupped his hands and left the office: 'Well, although this Qingyangzi is greedy for money... he doesn't seem to be a bad person. ’ Holding the brass key, he was not in a hurry to go to his house, but instead walked around the market first. After walking around, Fang Xing immediately noticed something different. "Sure enough, the prices of all kinds of monster materials have plummeted... but the daily necessities have increased sharply... After all, farmers are either fleeing into the market or being eaten by monsters. Who will farm the fields or do chores?" "Most of Efang City is still stuck in the barter economy. If it encounters the financial methods of the interstellar era, who knows how miserable it will be? Uh... It doesn't seem right. After all, some people can turn it around The table, such as those three major forces, would probably watch me earn a lot of spiritual stones with a smile, and then wait until the end to send out strong men to snatch me away, and also lend me my head to calm their grievances? " "Sure enough, in such a war-torn place, any talk of revitalizing business is bullshit. Big fists are the truth." As soon as he thought about it, Fang Xing gave up any idea of doing business to make a lot of money, and was ready to buy a few kilograms of spiritual rice. Then we found out that due to the abandonment of a large number of spiritual fields, the price of spiritual rice has risen sharply, reaching the level of two pieces of spiritual rice per pound, which is twice as high as before!
"What kind of robbery... No, even robbery doesn't make money so fast." "Instead of doing this, it's better to buy some monster meat and go back to try it..." Fang Xing wandered among the various stalls, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw Ding Hongxiu's grandson! The grandfather and granddaughter were guarding a spiritual rice stall. Ding Hongxiu timidly greeted business, while Ding Bushan was lying on the side, occasionally taking a sip of wine. 'No, I am my true self now, they don't recognize me...' Fang Xing was moved in his heart and came to the Lingmi stall: "How to sell this Lotus Fragrance Lingmi?" "A piece of spiritual stone weighs six pounds!" Ding Hongxiu replied that the price of casual repair stalls must be cheaper than that of shops, otherwise they would not attract customers. “A bit expensive…” Fang Xing frowned: "In the past, a spiritual stone cost ten kilograms. If I buy more, you can give me a discount, otherwise I might as well buy some monster meat to eat!" "Big business!" Ding Busan quickly put aside the wine gourd and came over, with a smile on his rosaceous nose: "If the guest purchases more than fifty kilograms, I can make the decision and calculate it cheaper for the guest. How about fifty kilograms and eight spiritual stones?" ?” "That's it, that's it." Fang Xing waved his hand, knowing that there were no more offers. After the transaction was completed, Ding Bushan looked at his leaving figure and said to his granddaughter: "Did you see that? This is called young and handsome. Just by looking at that robe, you can tell that he is not an ordinary person. He is generous with his money and even buys spiritual rice to eat." , there must be plenty of spirit stones... Sigh, Xiao Hongxiu, you need to be smarter in your tactics. In the future, when you look for your grandson's son-in-law, you have to do it this way. Don't mess with the poor guy who set up a stall like last time..."