A monk had no time to react, and saw He Zhongshu rushing to Lin Hai like crazy and breaking his legs.
Lin Hai was unable to defend himself, and he had to react when his legs broke before he could barely react. He looked at He Zhongshu like a frightened and angry.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, please forgive me for your unyielding."
He Zhongshu's voice rang in Lin Hai's ears.
Lin Hai was stunned for a moment, looking at Fang Chen with a pale expression, and sent a voice in surprise:
"Is it the one in Chaoxian Mansion?"
"yes."
“…”
Lin Hai almost didn't mention it in one breath. He thought that the immortal girl from the Dayan Taoist Sect also killed him as much as he wanted. Now he could still sit here swagger and fish for the black dragon fish. He suddenly felt worried about his situation.
"Who is this person??"
Some monks were impatient and sent messages to fellow Taoists around him to ask questions, but they did not get an accurate reply for a long time.
The immortal seedlings of worshiping the Moon Taoist Sect just broke the legs of the cultivator of the Dayan Taoist Sect just because of a word from the other party.
Even the identity of the Xuxian Sword Sect is difficult to achieve, right? Someone thought of He Zhongshu’s name just now: Crazy King.
"Crazy King...What a strange name."
Everyone exchanged glances.
However, this is the Black Dragon Mansion, and it is still a distance from Chaoxian Mansion. Apart from a few monks present today, they may not have even heard of Chaoxian Mansion, let alone recognize Fang Chen's identity.
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"Crazy King, do you think this is possible?"
He Zhongshu hugged Fang Chen and clasped his fists.
"You can leave now."
Fang Chen spoke again with a black dragon fish, and everyone was stunned. Some people had noticed that Fang Chen's eyes were different.
"Episodynamic technique?"
Many people are thinking.
The origins of monks with the inheritance of the Eyes Art are basically no different.
"Then I will say goodbye first."
He Zhongshu clasped his fists again, then turned around and left without hesitation at all.
Seeing this, the monks he brought hurriedly followed.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, these are the twelve medium-grade spirit stones I lost... This matter has nothing to do with me, so I will take the lead."
Lin Hai's friend took out twelve medium-grade spirit stones and handed them to him. Then he looked at Fang Chen carefully. Seeing that Fang Chen had not expressed his opinion, he immediately fled the place with oil.
Lin Hai did not hesitate and took out twenty-eight medium-grade spirit stones to get to forty, then rushed Cheng Yu and said:
"This is the forty-four-grade spirit stone, I, I will lose to you."
"It should have been like this long ago, so I don't have to break my legs."
Cheng Yuhan took the spirit stone from him with a cold face.
Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly looked at Fang Chen: "Ge, yours, can I leave now..."
"Don't rush to leave, ask you some things."
Fang Chen looked at the dark black lake and said lightly.
A hint of panic flashed in Lin Hai's eyes, and he subconsciously looked at Meng Tianshu. Among the monks present, I was afraid that this one could plead for him.
"Fellow Taoist, we're meeting again."
Meng Tianshu showed a faint smile on his face and slowly came to Fang Chen.
Seeing this, Cheng Yuhan and others drove away the nearby monks: "There is nothing fun to watch, so they all go back to fish."
Everyone already knew that these were all sword cultivators from the Xuxian Sword Sect. They were afraid of being asked about the sword, so they could only move reluctantly to the distance.
"Fellow Daoist Meng, your cultivation seems to have improved."
A smile appeared on Fang Chen's face.
Seeing this, Langya Wenqiu gave his stool to Meng Tianshu.
"Thank you girl."
Meng Tianshu was not polite either. He moved a stool and sat next to Fang Chen, looking at the dark black lake:
"For fellow Taoist, the first disaster of the three disasters and nine disasters has been overcome. Now it is truly perfect. I want to eat more black dragon fish and be promoted to the Nascent Soul in the best condition."
"Has the first disaster been overcome?"
A hint of envy appeared on Fang Chen's face.
He really envied that he didn't know when his first disaster would come or what form he would come.
I hope that in that special occasion, if the first disaster comes when fighting with someone, I can only say that it is really unlucky.
Meng Tianshu's eyes showed a faint gratitude: "When fighting with fellow Taoists, it was my first disaster. If it weren't for those two words of comfort from fellow Taoists, my mood might have collapsed and I would not be able to be truly fulfilled."
Fang Chen nodded slightly. If the golden elixir cannot be truly perfect, it cannot be promoted to the Nascent Soul. He can only rely on external forces to force breakthroughs.
Isn’t it that the former Dagan Ancestor defected to the Blood Spirit Sect?
After talking to Meng Tianshu for about a cup of tea, Meng Tianshu got up and said goodbye. Before leaving, Meng Tianshu couldn't help but look at Fang Chen a few more times and hesitated:
"If fellow Taoist is promoted to the Golden Pill, you can go to the ancient immortal road. There is a great opportunity for us."
"I'll go over and take a look if I have a chance."
Fang Chen nodded.
"Then I will say goodbye first."
Meng Tianshu hugged and turned around and left.
After he left, Wang Hu caught Lin Hai, who had been hung for a long time, in front of Fang Chen.
"I will ask you something. If you answer, you can leave. If you are not satisfied, you will throw it down and feed the fish."
Fang Chen Dao.
Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief. He was already very panicked when he saw Meng Tianshu not pleading for him, but he felt a little relieved when he heard Fang Chen's words.
Is it really a question? He thought this was just Fang Chen's excuse.
"May I ask, I will speak all the time."
Lin Hai said immediately.
"Can Taoist Hong Qing be in your Dayan Taoist Sect?"
Fang Chen Dao.
Taoist Hong Qing?
Lin Hai's eyes showed a confused look: "I have never heard of this person. He is my senior of Dayan Taoist Sect?"
"You can leave now."
Fang Chen said lightly.
Lin Hai was delighted and quickly mobilized his spiritual power to break through the air and leave.
Langya asked Qiu and others who didn’t know who Taoist Hong Qing was. Seeing Fang Chen just asked casually, thinking it was not very important, so they didn’t ask.
Now everyone knows that they are sword cultivators from the Xuxian Sword Sect, for fear of getting into trouble, so the monks who had moved to nearby fishing stood up and left one after another.
This greatly increased Fang Chen's fishing rate in the next two days.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Cheng Yuhan almost broke the fishing rod because he didn't catch a black dragon fish, but instead caught some small fish.
The existence of these little fish is like a mockery.
Langya asked Qiu's three girls to get the moon first when they approached the water, and they gave priority to buying some black dragon fish from Fang Chen's hands.
Even so, there were about 200 black dragon fishes piled up into a hill behind Fang Chen.
The small one is one pound, the large one is three or five pounds, but more are two pounds, which makes the monks nearby salivate.
"Fellow Daoist, you're going to be rich this time."
Nangong came to the sky, looking at the piles of black dragon fish with envy in his eyes.
"Nangong, I suspect there is something wrong with the bait you gave."
Cheng Yuhan's face was gloomy.
Nangong laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Cheng, everyone's bait is the same. It must be because you have bad luck this time. You will definitely be able to catch it again next time."
"Yes, maybe I'm really lucky."
Seeing that the other party gave him a step, Cheng Yuhan immediately stepped down and then looked at Fang Chen enviously:
"Junior Brother Fang, you have eaten enough black dragon fish. Are you planning to bring these back to the Sword Sect or sell them here?"
"Prepare to sell half of it, are you going to collect it?"
Fang Chen sorted out the fishing gear and handed it to Nangong, and asked casually.
"Then it must be accepted."
Cheng Yuhan enviously said: "These can be sold a lot..."
Seeing that Fang Chen was planning to take the black dragon fish away, Nangong quickly proposed that it could be sold here. Some monks nearby came forward to inquire about the price and expressed their willingness to buy it.
However, since it could be sold to the Xuxian Sword Sect, Fang Chen did not intend to sell it to these cultivators who had never met each other, so he immediately refused.
Everyone cleaned up and left Heilong Lake.
About seven or eight days, the group successfully arrived at the Xuxian Sword Sect.