"Haha, to put it bluntly, don't you just want the herbs in my hands? As for what you say is so high-sounding?"

Fang Quan laughed softly and didn't care. The cultivation of these young people is not worth mentioning in front of him. As long as he is not aggressive, he is too lazy to take action. Taking action against such people will lose his identity.

"I sent the Immortal Chief to fish here and deliberately left these fairy grasses to take them later. However, I didn't know that you were driven away by the unruly people and you would definitely regret it if you angered the Immortal Chief. The anger of the Immortal is not something that you ordinary people can bear!"

The young man in charge threatened, and then pulled out the long sword from his waist with a clang.

"I think he dares not go down and get what he stayed on purpose. Hahaha, the immortals are all ants in front of absolute strength."

Fang Quan sneered, the water in Rage Dragon Pond was extremely cold. If Fang Quan had not been able to resist the rich spiritual energy, ordinary cultivators in the spiritual light stage would never dare to go into the water easily. If they went into the water rashly, their lives would naturally be unsustainable.

"All nonsense is it, can the immortals think of the methods? I said that ours is ours, otherwise you will be good-looking."

The expressions of the few people instantly became cold, and they even had the intention of forcing them to rob.

After saying that, the young man in charge took a step forward and walked directly to the few people. However, he was extremely afraid of the Rage Dragon Tan behind Fang Quan and kept an appropriate distance from Rage Dragon Tan from beginning to end.

"Which sect are you from?"

Fang Quan asked.

The last time he and Gao Xingguo went to the secret archives of the Huaxia Family to search, he noticed that there was a hidden cultivation family in Changbai Mountain, northeast of China - the Wu Family.

Could it be that these people in front of you are disciples of the Wu family?

"We are from the Wu family of Changbai Immortal Family."

As expected, these three people were actually the children of the Wu family in Changbai Mountain. Judging from the information Fang Quan saw last time, although the Wu family was gradually declining before the founding of China*, they were still active in people's vision.

However, during the war in China, the Wu family's children helped the evildoer to arouse dissatisfaction among the Chinese people. Finally, they disappeared after the establishment of China. It seems that they were just living in seclusion in Changbai Mountain.

"My friend, the fairy grass in your hand is indeed left by the immortals of our Wu family. Look at this, I will pay one million yuan to buy the fairy grass in your hand as compensation for you?"

Seeing Fang Quan was not willing to give up the fairy grass, the person in charge thought about it and then said

"Friends, you have to know that this fairy grass is of no use in your hands. Even if it is in your hands, it is just a waste of resources. Think about it, if you walk out of Changbai Mountain for one million, you can become a rich man. Why bother to go to the mountains to pick herbs every day..."

The others echoed, stating.

One million?!

Old Dong's eyes glowed, and he couldn't believe it in his heart. You should know that one million is indeed not a small amount for him. His eighth-grade Ye Lao Shanzin was just exchanged for a nameless lieutenant. If he was given one million, he would be carefree when he was old.

"Little brother, I think we should not go against these little fairies. One million is not enough..."

Old Dong turned around and wanted to be a peacemaker. After all, he was still very awe of the immortals.

However, before Old Dong finished speaking, he saw Fang Quan's cold eyes, and stopped immediately, feeling a little disappointed.

One million is indeed a lot for people like Old Dong, but it is not enough for Fang Quan and Chen Tianda. Besides, Fang Quan needs spiritual herbs to save Zhong Ling at the moment, and he will never transfer the spiritual herbs, and the three of them are very fussy and robbed, which makes Fang Quan feel disgusted.

"One million? Too little..."

Chen Tianda sneered and said, "One million, this is what I want to send the beggar."

Seeing that Chen Tianda seemed to be dissatisfied with the price, the young man in the lead thought that several people were moved, and immediately said proudly: "Friend, you can offer a price, it's okay."

"One million is too little, and you will have to be one hundred billion."

As soon as Chen Tian said the big words, the three people opposite him were cold in color. He realized that Chen Tian was too big to play with a few people, and had no intention of taking action.

One hundred billion, even if they are in the sect, it is impossible for them to take out one hundred billion at will. This person is a lion talking!

"Since a few people are unwilling to return the things from our immortal family, we can only get them back by ourselves."

The young man in the lead looked dark, and he immediately drew his sword and said.

They all looked righteous from beginning to end, but in fact, everyone present knew very well that they had to have a decent guise to take advantage of their tricks.

"It's just a group of jumping clowns. So what if the so-called immortals you call you come?"

Fang Quan saw several people acting, and was still standing there, unmoved. You should know that he was standing by the edge of the Rage Dragon Pond at this time. The coldness here was so hot that those people were too shallow in their cultivation. They were afraid of the coldness of the Rage Dragon Pond and did not dare to come over.

The young man in white wanted to draw his sword several times, but he saw Fang Quan standing by the rage dragon pond and never coming out, and he was very anxious.

"I sent the immortal prince here from time to time, so you can do it yourself."

If Fang Quan did not walk out of the Rage Dragon Pond, they could do nothing, but they didn't know why Fang Quan could stand safely on the edge of the Rage Dragon Pond without being affected by the cold air.

"Oh?! Is that right? I want to see who the so-called immortal chief is in your mouth."

"You're afraid you won't be able to take care of it at that time."

The female monk who had never spoken had a cold curve, and then laughed, "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense to them, just snatch them away. These ordinary people don't know how to advance and retreat. Let's give the things to the third master. If the third master is happy, he will give them some advice."

The female monk's appearance is considered to be of the upper-middle posture. She is wearing a white shirt and is not very cunning. At this time, she expressed her thoughts in one sentence.

"Hey... junior sister, we have to be polite first and then soldiers."

The young man in the lead laughed and said, but the few of them did not dare to step forward due to the extreme cold air of the Fury Dragon Pond.

"When the third master arrives, these people will not want to go out."

The few people nodded. You should know that the third master had been guarding outside the Nulong Pond for a long time, but he didn't expect that the good things inside would be taken advantage of by these ordinary people.

Fang Quan was also happy to see the so-called third master they called. I think it was the old god that Lao Dong met when he was young.

Soon, a crisp long and crisp sound echoed among the mountains, with a full sound of energy and deafening sound. The snow in the mountains fell down, and crows flew up.

The three young men were immediately delighted when they heard the sound.

"The Third Master is here!"

"You touched my third master's things, that's his ban*. You can wait and regret it."

Several people said sarcastically.

Fang Quan, who had been sitting cross-legged by the Rage Dragon Pond, was bathed in the cold breath, and a sneer came out from the corner of his mouth. The third master in their mouths was not as strong as Err.

As he expected, the third master of these people was just a cultivator in the late stage of the Spiritual Light Stage, and his foundation was very frivolous. It was probably because of the thin spiritual energy in the world that did not lay a solid foundation.

An old man wearing a gray robe carrying a long sword ran quickly from a distance on the toes of the snow.

The loud long cry suddenly came from his mouth. The snow on the trees fell down, and the jackdaws in the forest rose up!

"San Master, you are here!"

The three of them said respectfully.
Chapter completed!