"Brother Wan, why is this so?" The person who came was not young, and more importantly, Fang Xing knew him. It was the boss of the Five Righteousnesses in Cangshan—Chen Yi. He couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Master Wan Dan's expression. But Alchemist Wan groaned a few times: "Today you saw that boy searching for the Ningshen Pill in the market, and reported to me. I sent out the invitation as you said, but the boy ignored him at all, and instead asked me to I’ve lost so much face, how can I compensate for this?” Chen Yi couldn't help but be speechless, but she also knew that Master Wan Feng Lin Wanda Dan was stingy by nature and loved to take advantage of others. The key is... he really can't afford to offend an alchemy master, so he immediately hands it over with a wry smile: "Even if I am not, I will definitely apologize to Brother Wan in the future..." "If you apologize, you will be exempted, but the share of the elixir for this operation must be changed..." Wan Feng Lin Tuqiong saw. "This... I have to discuss this with the four sworn brothers." Chen Yi showed a trace of hesitation. "Hmph, I still don't understand why you want to win over a boy who is an acquired warrior... He doesn't seem to be a genius in cultivating immortals..."
Wan Fenglin was a little curious. "Sigh... This person's origin is mysterious. I didn't want to provoke him at first. However, he recently lived next to my fourth brother and five sisters. I can only test it out. Brother Wan must not underestimate this person. There is at least one thing about this person. Blood refining weapon!" Chen Yi sighed: "That's why I thought this person could be of great use in this operation, but I didn't expect...this person doesn't seem to care much about the Ningshen Pill..." "Blood refining magic weapon?" Wan Fenglin's heart flashed with greed, and then said: "That is really a pity. This person should be of great help in dealing with the Purple Winged Scorpion." As for whether he wanted to make friends or kill people and gain wealth, it is unknown. Wan Fenglin even believed that Chen Yi and he were on the same page now. Anyone who can survive as a casual cultivator to this day is not a fool. If that kid really has a good background, then they will support and please... hoping that some good things will flow from the fingers of the other person. If you have no scruples and are in danger while hunting monsters, you don't need to hesitate at all to add insult to injury! "It seems that Brother Wan is ready to take action soon?" Chen Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this. "Of course, not to mention those 'Huanxin Orchids' that are about to bloom, even if they are just 'Purple Winged Scorpions', the scorpion venom they produce is also a good alchemy material. How could Wan give up?" Wan Fenglin glanced deeply at Chen Yi: "I've heard about Cangshan's Five Righteousness for a long time, and I'm going to rely on you this time." "Easy to say, easy to say..." Chen Yi agreed, turned and left. Wan Fenglin watched Chen Yi leave, slowly sat down and tasted the spiritual tea. The beetle was motionless, as if it were dead. Anyway, Fang Xing was not afraid of losses, so he directly ordered to lurk. Half an hour later, another figure pushed in the door: "Master Ten Thousand Immortals..." When Wan Fenglin saw the visitor, a smile suddenly flashed across his face.
… "This group of monks, six of them have seven minds..." Inside the shed. basement. Fang Xing looked at the surveillance cameras with a speechless expression on his face. Because in addition to the alchemy master Wan Fenglin who was conspiring, Chen Yi immediately rushed to another place after leaving Wan Fenglin's residence, apparently conspiring with other immortal cultivators! Although Fang Xing was afraid that the immortal cultivators would find out, he ordered the monitoring hummingbird not to get close, but after thinking about it, he knew what they were plotting! "Fortunately I didn't agree to go, otherwise I might not have been able to play tricks on such a group of old men!" "As for now? Give me gold coins one by one!" Fang Xing feels that he has always acted steadily, and the most important thing is that he has self-awareness. After all, there is still a certain order in the market, and with a golden finger that travels between the two worlds, you can always get ahead if you take your time! It would be too stupid to venture out of the market just for a bottle of elixir. The son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall! The white dragon fish suit is asking for trouble! Therefore, he was not moved at all. For Fang Xing, the worst case scenario is that he cannot get the elixir and cannot get started with the Ghost Sword. If that was the case, he would at most slow down some of his plans, wait until the start of next semester, and go to Teacher Xia Long to learn the 'Crazy Eighteen Fights', which was still an A-level martial arts! The worst it can do is delay your own cultivation, but you can still get into a good university in the future, and that’s enough! It would be the worst if we encounter danger during this outing, or even die! "This alchemy master, Cangshan Wuyi, and the people behind it are really interesting... To be able to scheme to this extent for a little monster material and a few fantasy heart orchids, the monks in this world are really hard..." Fang Xing sighed and prepared to watch the show. Although he did not leave the market, he still had the courage to arrange for a few drones to follow him secretly. … The next day. Fang Xing stood in the courtyard surrounded by fences, silently practicing the twelve martial arts styles. At some point, a little carrot head was lying next door, his eyes bright: "Uncle...are you practicing martial arts?" "Zi Jin, why are you so unruly?" Meng Yi pulled his son aside. This boy was extremely timid at first. Ever since he ate other people's barbecue, he wanted to run to his neighbor's house every day. He was really worried.
He looked at Fang Xing and showed an apologetic smile. Fang Xing turned a deaf ear as his energy and blood circulated throughout his body, and every move seemed to be filled with tremendous power. His Qi and blood circulate throughout the body, gradually from skin and flesh to muscles and bones. After finishing a set of moves, I looked at the attribute bar: [Twelve styles of military boxing: 61/100 (proficient)] 'Proficiency has improved again, not bad...' Since it was difficult to get started with the Ghost Sword, Fang Xing still focused most of his energy on Junti Fist. Up to now, this martial arts has made rapid progress. This may be because he was promoted to the second level of martial arts. Many of the original obscure aspects of Juntiquan seemed to suddenly become clear at this time. The higher the realm, the easier it is to practice martial arts. As for the issue of being seen? Not to mention the disdain for martial arts among the warriors here, if one could master the Blue Star Federation's martial arts after watching the exercises several times, then Xia Long and other teachers would have been unemployed long ago... "Brother Meng!" Fang Xing saw Meng Yi and said hello: "Are you ready to go out?" "No, I just went out to set up a stall..." Meng Yi waved his hand and said casually: "My wife is taking Zi Jin, and I, the head of the family, have to go out and get some spiritual sand..." "That's it. I wish you a prosperous business." Fang Xing sincerely wished him the best, but in his heart he complained that the other party was lying! According to the surveillance outside her house, Shen Yuxin sneaked out in the middle of the night. Obviously, Cangshan Wuyi and the alchemist are preparing to go out to pick the 'Huanxin Orchid'! This Meng Yi deliberately acted to deceive himself, obviously because he was worried about his neighbor! 'But it's normal. In this world where the average person is old, if you don't pay attention, you will die so early that there will be no bones left...' Fang Xing expressed his understanding and watched Meng Yiyuan go. Meng Zijin returned home and closed the doors and windows, looking extremely well-behaved. ‘You are pitifully sensible! ’ Fang Xing sighed in his heart, returned to his basement, and looked at the surveillance screen. In the wilderness, beetle, lizard, and hummingbird drones are ready to go. 'Although I won't go, I will watch the whole game and cheer you on...'
… Deep in the wilderness. A few hummingbirds wandered through the jungle. Through their small eyes, one can vaguely see the advance of a team of immortal cultivators ahead. Fang Xing looked at the picture on the surveillance screen and nodded silently: "They are all a bunch of noobs. Even my Hummingbird drone can't detect them... But it's no wonder they are there. After all, this is a reconnaissance method beyond cognition!" People cannot make money beyond their cognitive scope, and naturally they cannot discover enemies beyond their cognitive scope! According to what he saw while wandering around Xiuxianfang City, he now has a better understanding of immortal cultivators. Most of the monks in the Qi training period do not have 'spiritual consciousness' and cannot release their spiritual consciousness to target the enemy. What they have is 'spiritual consciousness', and they can only look inside themselves and read jade slips and the like. Although this kind of 'spiritual consciousness' ability has already made hard-working warriors like Fang Xing so envious that their eyes turn red. You can look inside yourself and see it vividly, which represents absolute control over your body. When placed on a warrior, it would be the appearance of a peerless genius! Even so, if the spiritual consciousness cannot be released, it will be difficult to detect small enemies in the distance. Not to mention, in the concept of immortal cultivators, even the smallest puppet should be controlled by mana and fluctuate with mana. As for the simulation machine of the interstellar era, it is obvious that there will be no mana fluctuations, and there is not even the slightest breath, so it can be easily ignored. "Their destination..." Fang Xing ordered a falcon-shaped drone to fly high, and saw a valley more than ten miles ahead. The valley is extremely steep all around, and the black rocks on the cliffs exude a sheen of gold and iron, as if they were being cut with knives and axes. There is only a rugged path that can enter. It's said to be a 'trail', but it's actually just a gap in a canyon with many strange dangers. "It should be right here..." An eagle landed and saw mist shrouding the valley. Just as it was about to get closer, it suddenly heard a rustling sound. Then... The purple shadow flashed, and the falcon-like drone fell from mid-air. Tsk! The wreckage of the drone fell to the ground and immediately made a corroding sound. All the simulated bird feathers fell off, and even tiny sparks of electric sparks appeared on the mechanical skeleton and began to dissolve... The last screen image transmitted was only a purple scorpion shadow!
"Purple-winged scorpion? What a powerful poison!" Fang Xing mobilized the computer's computing power to restore the blurred picture, and saw a purple scorpion the size of a washbasin. It has two wings on its back, and its whole body seems to be covered with a layer of purple armor, making it impossible to fly. "Purple-winged scorpion is a first-level mid-level monster. Its adult body can rival a monk in the middle stage of Qi training. It is highly poisonous and likes to live in groups. Once encountered, even monks in the late Qi training stage will not dare to provoke it easily..." Fang Xing silently read out the basic information about the Purple Winged Scorpion, with a look of anticipation on his face: "Master Wan Dan, Cangshan Five Righteousness... Come on."