"What? Master Zong Fu...is it so suddenly?"

Fang Xi looked shocked.

Zong Wu is the master of talismans who often buy talismans. Of course, Fang Xi thought more about it, Lu Zhi, the Taoist partner with a hot figure and a hot temper.

"oh!"

He looked at Chen Ping, and couldn't help but know why the other party was a little happy and forced himself to endure it.

"Oh... Fellow Daoist Lu lost his lover, so I have to comfort him, but... I am going to mourn the Grand Master now, but the Spirit Stone is not good at it." Chen Ping looked at Fang Xi, his eyes containing the intention of collecting debts.

Fortunately, Fang Xi came to pay off the debt, so he immediately took out five spirit stones: "Last month, thanks to Brother Chen and fellow Daoist Di, fellow Daoist Jiuxuan was untied to help. Here are five spirit stones. Please ask Brother Chen to give me the two fellow Daoist on my behalf..."

"This is natural!"

When Chen Ping got the spirit stone, he hurried to buy gifts and prepared to comfort the undead.

This made Fang Xi feel depressed.

Before he could speak up his forbidden talisman, he could only secretly complain about this bastard who values ​​sex over friends.

...

Master Zong Fu was rich and rented a cave in Qingzhushan Square.

As soon as I entered, Fang Xi immediately felt a stream of pure spiritual energy coming, and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the cave of the first-level spiritual vein? If I had such rich and pure spiritual energy to assist in my cultivation, I would probably have been able to practice the Changchun Jue technique to the top of the third level, and then try to break through the middle stage of Qi Refining?"

The Southern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Realm also divides the spiritual veins into several levels, corresponding to the realms of Qi refining and foundation building.

The first-level spiritual veins can only generally meet the needs of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

The second-level spiritual vein can be used for foundation-building practice and meditation.

There is a first-level spiritual vein in Qingzhu Mountain, which is usually locked by formations and is only for use within the market.

Like a casual spiritual farmer like Fang Xi, he could only enjoy a little spiritual vein remnant outside the market formation, and could barely be considered to be practicing on the inefficient spiritual veins.

In terms of effect, it is just better than ordinary people.

"Fellow Daoist Jiuxuan, Fellow Daoist Di!"

When he entered the cave, Fang Xi met two acquaintances.

The old Taoist Jiuxuan was still wearing a Taoist robe and looked like a fairy-like figure. When Di Qing saw Fang Xi, he smiled: "Fellow Daoist Fang is really a believer!"

'It seems that Chen Ping returned the spirit stones of these two people, and he was not greedy... Well, he is a friend that he can make in this way."

Fang Xi was really worried that Chen Ping would be greedy for his spirit stones.

After all, three people borrowed his spirit stone together.

When the few people walked into the inner room together, they saw many monks here, and they seemed to be all the contacts of Master Zong Fu.

His Taoist partner Lu Zhi was wearing a mourning uniform and took out spiritual tea and spiritual spots to treat all the guests.

After not seeing each other for a few days, this fellow Daoist Lu looked a little haggard, but his charm remained unabashed.

Especially if you want to be pretty and filial, you can dress up at this time, which is even more confusing.

For example, Chen Ping is a little blindfolded.

"Huh? These two are here too?"

Fang Xi glanced at him and saw Shen Haoran and Fairy Yunmeng beside Chen Ping, and couldn't help but speak softly.

"Hmph, just two arrogant people..."

Di Qi also saw Shen Haoran and immediately felt a little embarrassed.

"oh?!"

Fang Xi looked at Di Qing thoughtfully, then Shen Haoran, and immediately understood.

These people are all friends of Chen Ping, and they must have had intersections on weekdays.

But Shen Haoran and Fairy Yunmeng both have a better cultivation level than Di Qi, not to mention the last time Ming Qing Pavilion, they are definitely not a person who respects the wise and the inferior.

Di Qi probably suffered a loss and held some grudges.

‘Fortunately, I didn’t say that the dog looked down on people, this kid is quite a bit scheming.’

Fang Xi nodded secretly, and then worked with Master Jiuxuan to release a low-grade spirit stone as a gift.

...

"Everyone!"

After a round of tea drinks, Lu Zhi stood up from the main seat and bowed quietly: "You can come, I thank you for your devil on my behalf!"

"You're welcome!"

“Where…”

Fang Xi and others quickly returned the gift.

"Ahem... I wonder why the Zong Fu Master was dismissed?" Shen Haoran asked with a white jade folding fan in his hand, looking like a handsome young man.

Immediately, Lu Zhi replied: "My devil did not listen to advice, and went out of the market to look for opportunities and was killed by the robbery... According to the information I found out, the enemy was probably the 'Three Evils of the Kou Family'!"

"It was them?" Di Qi took a deep breath.

Seeing that Master Jiuxuan was a little confused, he explained to him: "The three evil spirits of Kou are three brothers. It is said that their cultivation has reached the late stage of Qi Refining. Even if you start, you can fight for Qi Refining Great Perfection. You have always been rampant everywhere, with bloody hands and endless murders..."

"Ah, it's so cruel?" Master Jiuxuan widened his eyes.

Although he called himself "Master", he was actually a rookie in the early stage of Qi refining. Faced with such a murderer, he was afraid that he would not even be able to plug his teeth.

Fang Xi watched coldly, and saw that after the enemy's name came out, his friends suddenly fell into strange silence.

No one who vowed to avenge his revenge for Master Zong Fu.

I couldn't help but sigh in secret that the world of immortal cultivation is in a cool state, which shows how cool it is.

The living Zong Fu Master is a first-level middle-level talisman master with a bright future, but the dead one is not worth a penny.

It is even less worthy of all the monks being attacked by the powerful men of the Three Evils of the Kou family!

"snort!"

Seeing this, Lu Zhi snorted coldly in dissatisfaction.

But then, she calmed down again, took out a piece of Suyun brocade handkerchief, wiped her eyes: "My devil is over. I am a weak woman, and I can't support this business, so I'm going to sell it back to my hometown... Thanks to you, I'm here and hold an exchange meeting!"

When many people heard this, their eyes lit up.

Including Fang Xi!

Unfortunately, thinking about his empty wallet, Fang Xi couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "Oh... I don't even have the strength to be a vulture..."

The auction in the Immortal Cultivation World is a grand event!

Many fellow Taoists will occasionally hold small exchanges, mostly in the form of barter, and they will communicate with each other.

This time, Master Zong Fu died, and there were many fellow practitioners here, and I’m afraid he got the news!

The next moment, Lu Zhi's faint voice sounded: "There is a cave house with the No. 8 of Qingzhushan Xuanzi here. The lease is still five years away, and the minimum price is 50 spirit stones..."

"I want it!"

"I'll give out fifty-one spirit stones!"

Soon, the lease was bought by a yellow-robed old Taoist with fifty-five spirit stones.

Lu Zhi then took out a talisman pen: "The first-level top-grade talisman pen, the brush hair is made of the wool of the Silver Moon Wolf..."

This time, many talisman masters were chased by them.

Fang Xi saw Chen Ping's face turned red, and secretly discussed with Shen Haoran and Fairy Yunmeng, but did not start an auction.

‘Is the talk broken?’

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Lu Zhi take out a yellowed old jade slip: "The talisman-making notes of my devil contain many spiritual talismans..."

"One Hundred Spirit Stones!" An apprentice of Fu Master who had previously competed for Fu Pen's eyes lit up.

"One hundred and fifty spirit stones! This is the inheritance of the talisman Taoist by the talisman master. You are dreaming!" Another old talisman master immediately scolded.

After a fight, the price was 176 spirit stones, and they could no longer reach them.

After all, all immortal cultivators are human spirits, and they will not lose their minds for the inheritance of talisman Tao.

"Two...two hundred spirit stones!"

Suddenly, another voice sounded.

Fang Xi looked over and it turned out to be Chen Ping!

I saw Chen Ping's face was pale, his lips were squirming, but his expression was very firm.

"Okay!" Lu Zhi was a little surprised, but he still agreed readily: "Two hundred spirit stones, the inheritance of the talisman Taoism of my husband, will be handed over to fellow Daoist Chen."

"Yeah, thank you."

Chen Ping was joking and laughing silly, but Fang Xi felt something was wrong.
To be continued...