Chapter 177 Who is stealing the house (please subscribe!)
The flying boat landed nearby.
A bonfire was lit, grilling the fish meat that had been chilled and kept fresh.
However, the faces of Father Li, Mother and others were not as expectant and excited as before, but instead looked a little confused and panicked.
It's not like they haven't encountered attacks before. Strange birds and birds are a common meal, and they can also add extra meals. Charcoal-grilled bird legs and braised wings are good ingredients.
But this time, they were really close to death.
They may not be able to forget that feeling of total numbness and pain for a long time to come.
"Father, mother, little brother, eat meat."
Li Xiuxiu handed over the grilled fish.
Although she was a little scared, after the fear passed, she was still a little excited and excited in her heart.
This can probably be regarded as living and dying together.
She glanced at Fang Changyi, who was interrogating the big man, and felt a little pleased for some reason.
Seeing that her parents were not very excited, she pretended to be well-informed and comforted:
"Actually, this is just a small scene. Just get used to it. When we get to Brother Xiaofang's market, this kind of thing won't happen. It's very safe there."
"Small scene?"
Father Li's eyes widened and he was about to yell angrily, but he thought of something and quickly suppressed his voice.
"We almost died, and you told me it was a small scene. What big scene do you want to happen?"
Mother Li sighed sadly: "No wonder Xiaohu didn't tell us what he was doing outside. If I knew what this world of cultivation was like, I would never let him go out.
Ah Xiu also said that he has such a great reputation, tell me how much hardship he endured behind our backs."
Li Xiuxiu rolled her eyes and said:
"If brother stays with us all the time, can we live in a big house? Can you have so many people to take care of you?
Maybe the whole family is buried in that big lake now, and you still have time to worry here."
"It's true that I don't know my blessings when I am in the midst of blessings. I am full of food."
"How do you, a kid, talk to your mother?"
Father Li glared at his daughter again, then turned to apologize and said to Mother Li with a smile:
"But I think what my daughter said makes sense. When the child is older, we can take care of whatever we want. We two old guys shouldn't worry so much.
Live well and don't let your children worry, that's better than anything else."
"Come and eat meat, little brother, does your body still hurt? Eat the meat and it will stop hurting."
He greeted everyone from left to right, slowly channeling away the negative emotions from the accident.
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the other side.
Fang Chang weighed the silver armor on the big man's body, and the identification technique had already given the answer - Baisi (si) silver armor, a low-grade magic weapon.
Its main material is mithril fine gold, and it is refined with the demon soul of a white female rhinoceros in the golden elixir realm. It can be greatly immune to the power of spiritual attacks and has high magic resistance against thieves.
Putting on this layer of treasure armor is almost equivalent to blessing a thirty-level hegemonic body. It even has better resistance to spiritual magic than the hegemonic body.
Ordinary foundation-building monks can beat themselves until they vomit blood, but they can't even think of hurting the people in the treasure armor.
This is why Tie Zhu's Xuan Ming cold light hit him and the damage was so low.
At the same time, the silver armor can transform into a demon soul for a short period of time, possessing 80% of the original combat power, and can also use the demon soul's bloodline magical powers.
Just such a low-grade magic weapon is worth his taking.
Although he was forced to do so.
"Why do you think you are forcing me?"
Fang Chang turned his hand and put the Bai Si Silver Armor into the storage ring, preparing to refine it after a while. This was the first magic weapon he got.
The inner armor of my high-grade spiritual weapon has been mended, and it’s time to retire.
In the final analysis, the history of local weapon refining is too short. Even Master Huo Long, the number one weapon refiner in Annan Road, only relied on the magical effect of the Five Dragon God Furnace to forcibly refine the first low-grade magic weapon.
As for the big man.
He was surprisingly cooperative and seemed to have no dignity or backbone of Master Jin Dan.
This big man and the white-faced monk before him were from a small world called Baihua Realm, a pair of evil cultivators who specialized in robbery.
Their encounter was similar to the fat-headed fish they encountered before.
They had just made a move and were flying halfway when they bumped into a space vortex that suddenly appeared and was sucked in with a swish.
After waking up again, they have come to this world.
At first, they lived in a low-key manner for two days. When they met people and figured out the general situation of the world, they immediately thought of the legends of the main plane.
It is said that the Baihua Realm was created by a powerful monk named Baihua Fairy, and this Baihua Fairy was a person from another big world.
Until one day, the big world and the small world lose contact, and the flower world gradually loses its vitality.
But word of mouth says that sooner or later, the big world and the small world will be reconnected.
In the past, the Baihua Realm could accommodate the most powerful people in the Dongxu Realm, but by their generation, they could only have the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm monks.
It's not that they can't break through because they don't have resources, it's because the small world is so shackles.
If you want to break through, you must have the strength to break through the small world.
But if you don't break through, where will the strength come from?
So I fell into a strange circle.
According to Da Han, there are hundreds of Nascent Soul Realm monks in the Baihua Realm. The number of Golden Core Realm monks directly exceeds four digits. If other spirits and demons are added, the number will be even greater.
The abundant resources allow casual cultivators like them to have the opportunity to break through to the realm of the golden elixir.
But this is also the case, resulting in the Baihua Realm being very hierarchical, with the sects' power being so high that it is difficult to cross the hierarchy.
The upper management's control over top resources is outrageous.
Kung Fu, spiritual skills, and cultivation resources, as long as they are at the Golden Core level and above, are all tightly controlled and will not be coveted by any casual cultivators.
Therefore, among the tens of thousands of golden elixir monks, 80% of them will remain in the early stage of the golden elixir throughout their lives.
It also resulted in the sect's forces crushing these golden elixirs.
Ordinary casual cultivators like them, in terms of status, are not as high as a direct relative of a mortal from a large sect. There are even some golden elixir cultivators who are driven by them and are no different from slaves.
At the same time, because Baihua Realm was created by Baihua Fairy and has a tradition of respecting women, it makes it more difficult for ordinary male cultivators to get ahead.
The white-faced monk is also an ambitious person. He wants to establish his own sect in the Hundred Flowers World and pave the way for male cultivators in the world.
As a result, he hit a wall one after another, and finally fell into the trap of being a bandit, completely reduced to a snitch who worked for three years.
After arriving on the main plane, the white-faced monk's mind came to life again, and he wanted to establish a legacy in this world. However, his many years of career as a snitch naturally made him think of the fastest way to accumulate resources-what better way to accumulate resources?
This transaction is faster.
As a result, everything went smoothly in the first few days. Although they only caught a few small fish that got lost, they firmly believed that the big fish would get into the net sooner or later.
Then came Fang Chang, the great white shark.
Seeing Fang Chang talking, the big man showed a flattering smile on his face.
"Yes, it's because we are ignorant and dare to offend you. If you like this magic weapon, just take it.
I just ask you, for the sake of the magic weapon, to spare this villain’s life.”
Fang Chang snorted coldly: "This is originally my trophy. Don't you think it's too shameless for you to use my trophy to bribe me?"
The big man stood frozen for three seconds, then responded quickly.
"The villain is shameless, the villain is shameless. As long as you spare this villain's life, I am willing to be a slave. I will serve you from now on, even if I die."
"The dignified Jindan Master, is it inappropriate to beg for mercy like this?"
Fang Chang Noye said.
The big man laughed and said: "The living golden elixir is called a real person, and the dead one is called a dead person. Since you have no losses, why don't you accept the villain."
Although I don’t have much ability as a villain, it’s still good to run errands for you.
The villain will be more valuable to you alive than dead."
Fang Chang said with a distressed look on his face: "But I have always been an upright person, and I don't have the means of controlling people like the devil. Now that you are controlled by others, naturally you are willing to say anything good to me.
If I don't pay attention one day, it's okay for you to run away. I'm afraid that you will have hatred in your heart and come to retaliate against me after running away.
Of course I'm not afraid, but my friends don't have my strength.
You see, if you died, I wouldn't have these worries."
"Either death or death!" the big man shouted quickly, "The villain has a way, he has a way!"
"Oh, what can I do?" Fang Chang asked.
He also held the idea of making two poles if there were dates but no dates.
A man's life has its usage, and his death has its value.
But don't forget, he is still a demon puppet master.
As a demon puppet master, it is not a normal operation to use the corpses of golden elixir monks as materials to refine puppets.
In fact, he had thought about using the shadow demon's corpse for experiments before.
But one thing is that at that time, his conscience was still beating in circles, and he didn't want to let himself go astray.
As a traditional person, I will always find it offensive to desecrate other people's corpses.
Secondly, Shadow Demon's body was beaten so badly by Li Hu that it was almost broken into pieces. It was of little value and could easily lower other people's opinion of him.
But now, with so many secret realms intruding, and small worlds such as the Flame Demon Realm completely integrated, he really felt insecure, so he could only slightly adjust his flexible moral limits.
Rather than letting it decay naturally to enrich nature, it is better to regenerate it and forgive the sins of the past.
After all, the puppet protected him, which was equivalent to saving others.
Every time you protect him, you save a life.
Buddhists always build seven-level pagodas.
The big man didn't know that Fang Chang was already thinking about what shape he would be refined into.
He was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw and said quickly:
"As long as the adults plant restrictions on the villains, as long as the villains dare to have second thoughts, the adults can detonate the restrictions with a single thought, and the villains will never have the chance to make mistakes."
Fang Chang spread his hands and said, "But I don't know how."
The big man pointed carefully at the storage ring that Fang Chang took from the white-faced monk and said:
"The ring contains the villain's prohibition token. Brother villain, no, that's how the evil thief controls the villain."
Fang Chang caressed the storage ring.
"Is your restraining token here?"
The anti-theft method of the storage ring is relatively advanced. Even with his current strength, it would take a lot of effort to open the password of the storage ring.
Unless he can be like Li Hu, when he opens the storage ring, there is an insider inside.
The big man nodded aggrievedly: "The villain is called the sworn brother of that evil thief, but in fact he is his subordinate."
Fang Chang nodded, and the girl beside him who had a spiritual connection with him pointed her finger.
"Wait a moment!"
The surprised expression on the big man's face immediately froze, and another large humanoid ice sculpture appeared. Before confirming what the big man said, it was best to restrict his ability to move.
soon.
After everyone had a good rest, they set off on the road again.
It's just different from before. This time, a human-shaped ice sculpture hangs under the flying boat, facing the wind all the way.
Two days later.
Fang Changcai finally successfully unlocked the password of the storage ring.
"Let me see what treasures there are?"
Fang Chang entered the storage ring with his spiritual consciousness excitedly, and then left in despair after a while.
"What kind of poor guy is this?"
He didn't quite believe the big man's introduction to the Hundred Flowers World before, but now it seems that he really didn't lie.
All high-end resources in the Baihua Realm are monopolized.
In the storage ring of the white-faced monk, let's call it poverty, but it really doesn't count as poverty.
Because there are at least a million pieces of spiritual stones piled inside, and there are some scattered ones.
But most of them are medium and low-grade spiritual stones. There are no double-digit high-grade spiritual stones. There is only one top-grade spiritual stone. It is packed solemnly in a jade box and has a sealing talisman attached, as if it is afraid that the spiritual energy will leak.
Then there are some spiritual materials, but most of them are low-quality, except for the large quantity.
As for elixirs, there are several bottles of low-level healing elixirs.
But the magic weapon and the spiritual weapon don’t have a single hair on them.
On the contrary, he saw a lot of spare formation flags.
In addition, there are martial arts and spiritual arts. The white-faced monk seems to have the idea of starting a sect and has collected a large box of low-level martial arts and spiritual arts.
However, there are only three exercises that can be recorded on the jade slips.
One of the jade slips records the skills, and the other jade slip records the inheritance of the array master.
Looking at the introduction, the skills are incomplete, there are no skills after the golden elixir stage, and the inheritance of the array master was inscribed by the white-faced monk himself.
He also found the prohibition token that the big man mentioned, and also found part of the inheritance about the prohibition master. Again, there were only low-level restrictions.
Most of them are some small tricks such as silence and silence.
The slightly more advanced one is the fire ban, the air ban, the five element bans are not complete, and the inheritance is very seriously fragmented.
The most advanced one is a soul-forbidden prohibition, which is engraved on the last jade slip for passing on the martial arts.
Generally speaking, there is no shortage of low-level resources, but there are almost no resources above the golden elixir.
Maybe there used to be some, but they were all used up.
Fang Chang quickly refined the forbidden token and dispelled the spiritual imprint left by the white-faced monk. Sure enough, he sensed the connection between the token and the big man.
A trace of the big man's soul fire was left on the token, as if a single thought from him could detonate the restriction in the big man's body and make his soul fly away.
By the way, there is also the magic weapon of the white-faced monk.
The white-faced monk's magic weapon is his main formation flag. He seems to have refined the formation flag into his own magic weapon, so he can spread the magic formation all over his body with just a thought.
But when faced with the divine light of the devil, it was still destroyed in one blow.
Now it has become a collection in Fang Chang's storage ring. Let's see if there is a chance to repair it in the future.
Of course, even with the prohibition token, Fang Chang did not completely trust the big man.
He spent a few more days performing tricks on the big man, and after leaving a hole in his mind, he implanted a magic eye seed for monitoring.
Finally, he released the big man from the ice and used his front to clear the way. Anyway, he would not feel bad if he died.
Either the big man's life should not be cut off, or the golden elixir cultivation is enough to protect himself. With the big man opening the way, the long flying boat will not even be able to attack the birds.
After flying smoothly for several days, Fang Chang finally arrived at his destination.
At this moment, he has traveled more than 100,000 miles, and his journey to the west to obtain Buddhist scriptures is only about this distance.
In the distance, mountains are visible.
Fang Chang stood on the bow of the airship, with his hands behind his back, his eyes wandering, as if he was looking over the clouds, breathing heavily from his side.
"It seems I'm lucky and found the right place."
Between the mountains, a huge green cow can be faintly seen lying on its side. It is Qingniu Mountain whose size has been enlarged nearly a hundred times.
Sudden.
A fiery red meteorite fell from the sky and hit Qingniu Mountain heavily.
There was a loud bang.
The world seemed to be in turmoil.
Huge plumes of smoke and dust rose into the sky like tornadoes, obscuring the view.
"Nima, who is stealing my house?!"
Fang Chang broke through the power in one second and immediately became furious.
