Lu Snake shouted angrily: "So brave, dare you covet the secret of my Red Snake Martial Arts Hall?"
His legs were bulging, and his skin showed abnormal redness, as if he was about to take action after a disagreement.
"But just a mere God's intention, how many disciples in your martial arts hall have seen it, so what? How many people have changed their qi and blood, and who has successfully practiced their strength?"
Mu Canglong shook his head slowly.
For martial arts schools, as long as you give enough money to martial arts, you can sell them.
In his opinion, Lu Shi was just deliberately raising his value.
"Master Lu."
At this moment, Fang Xi spoke: "I only need God's intention to watch for half a day. To show my sincerity, I am willing to offer a thousand taels of silver tattoos!"
Lu Snake: "…"
At this moment, the owner of the Red Snake Pavilion seemed to finally understand why She Lei was red and attacked his martial arts apprentice.
This Young Master Fang is really like the rumor, he is a big fat sheep!
Finally, Lu Snake spoke with a dry voice: "Trade!"
It’s not that he doesn’t want to bother, it’s because the other party has given too much.
...
"The Red Snake Leg God's Intention!"
A quiet room.
Fang Xi looked at a piece of animal skin on his hand and frowned.
On the animal skin, there are only a series of messy patterns, like a landscape painting that splashes ink. With just a few strokes, it is strange and vivid, revealing a scene between mountains and forests.
And in the mountains and forests, on the grass, twisted curves are like snake shadows, coming and going, making the scalp numb.
"As it is rumored that the divine intention that the eight methods of snake practice must reach the level of three changes in qi and blood can be viewed, there are indeed some tricks."
Fang Xi nodded slightly, revealing a deep thought.
This god's intention is very strange, and ordinary copying will never be able to obtain the god's will.
Only the true core disciples of the Red Snake Martial Arts Hall practice day and night can they practice true power!
"But, this is only for ordinary painters."
The next moment, Fang Xi flipped his palm and a blank jade slip appeared.
He put the jade slip on his forehead, and his spiritual consciousness was poked out, imprinting the Red Snake God's intention on it bit by bit.
This is the way for cultivators to record secret books!
No matter what kind of ancient book or map it is... it can ensure the effect of "replica" and even without losing its charm, which is vivid!
‘Since this Red Snake God’s intention was drawn by a human, it means it can be made. Ordinary people cannot copy it. It’s just that their strength and realm are not enough… I can use the spiritual consciousness of the immortal cultivator to replicate it, which is also considered a trick…’
After a moment, Fang Xi looked at the divine intention in his jade slip and sighed.
If it were only in this Daliang world, then only a martial artist who cultivated the red snake legs to an extremely high level could try to describe this divine intention.
And now, he has done it easily.
‘The reason why Lu Shi agreed was because he thought I could not copy and remember it in a short period of time, right?’
‘Now, I’ve miscalculated it hard.’
Thinking of this, Fang Xi was very satisfied. He went out to hand over the intention of God, letting Lu Snake check it and even giving him a thank-you gift.
Lu Snake turned around and confirmed that it was his authentic product. He directly clasped his fists: "The mountains are high and the road is far away, and there will be a time later!"
"There will be a time later!"
Fang Xi knew that this person must have recorded this Liangzi, but it didn't matter at all.
Anyway, the true teaching of the Red Snake Leg is in my hands, so there is no need to ask for this person in the future.
I have to say that after arriving in Daliang, Fang Xi’s concerns were really much less.
...
In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.
The Southern Wilderness of Immortal Cultivation World.
Fang Xi looked at the snow that had begun to melt outside the house, stretched out his hand under the eaves and took a drop of snow water: "Winter goes and spring comes, and making tea in snow water is also a great joy in life."
Half a month has passed since the last incident. He officially gave up the Red Snake Martial Arts Hall and joined the Baiyun Martial Arts Hall. He received Mu Piaomiao's training every day, and the Baiyun Palm is also a first-hand entry.
In the Southern Wilderness, the craze in Ziyou Mountain has not yet ended, and the prices of various talismans and magic weapons have soared.
Speaking of which, Fang Xi made a small profit when he bought the talisman last time - the price has increased now.
"No, if you don't sell it, it won't be a profit at all, and I won't sell it..."
Fang Xi sighed and came to the market.
To his expectations, the popularity here increased a lot more than half a month ago, with a large number of monks huddled over various stalls.
However, items such as talismans and magic weapons that can immediately increase combat power have begun to dive all the way.
Correspondingly, there are many stalls selling materials from the Ziyou Mountain Secret Realm. Fang Xi just took a look and the corners of his mouth twitched a little.
Isn’t that thing known as the fragment of magic weapon in the secret realm the piece sold by Old Man Huang in the market before? It is known as the thing that specializes in cheating rookies.
In addition, there are a large number of fakes with mixed fish eyes, as if every stall owner became the winner of the secret realm overnight.
Obviously, 99% of these things are fakes!
Even if it is a real thing, Fang Xi can't afford it.
Therefore, he had a good mentality and just looked around and got into the crowd to find out the news.
"hateful!"
"The secret realm of Ziyou Mountain is an opportunity to descend from heaven. Why don't the Situ family and Hongye Valley let us scattered cultivators enter?"
Many monks were filled with righteous indignation, and Fang Xi also understood it.
It turned out that the Situ family took action. Not only that, they also joined forces with a nearby foundation-building force, Hongye Valley, to block Ziyou Mountain. These casual cultivators could only return without success.
It is said that the other party even had the foundation-building major cultivation, and the Qi-refining cultivator could only sigh.
"It seems that Old Maitou should come back, right? It will be spring harvest soon..."
Fang Xi sighed while walking around the stall.
Taking this opportunity, he might be able to fulfill his previous long-cherished wish and acquire a low-quality magic weapon at a low price!
He looked at each stall. At this time, many magic weapons on the stalls were damaged, and some were stained with blood. Obviously, they were either from the wrong origin or had experienced a tragic battle.
And... the price is still too high for him.
Fang Xi was not upset and browsed it casually.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped in front of a stall, staring at a flying sword-like magic weapon on the stall in a daze.
This magic weapon is only a first-class low-level, shaped like green grass, one foot and three inches long, with several notches on the surface, and the damage is already quite serious.
The most important thing is that Fang Xi knew this flying sword weapon!
It was the sword that Lao Maitou had been holding his chest!
This thing appears here, and it is unknown how Lao Maitou will end up missing.
Fang Xi sighed in his heart and looked at the stall owner. He was a man in black, covered with a veil on his face and a sense of evil spirit.
‘Maybe Lao Maitou died at the hands of this person.’
Just as Fang Xi was feeling, the man in black seemed to notice it and looked at Fang Xi: "Boy... Could it be that he is interested in something from a certain family?"
His voice was low and had a dangerous smell.
"Yes, I wonder how much this low-grade magic weapon flying sword is worth?" Fang Xi asked tentatively.
"A normal low-grade magic weapon, priced from five to ten spirit stones. This flying sword is a bit cheaper for you, four spirit stones." The man in black replied.
"Fellow Taoist, don't let me go." Fang Xi's face looked anxious: "This magic weapon is almost damaged, and now the magic weapon has dropped, and the four spirit stones are really high..."
"Then how much do you pay?" Obviously, the man in black had just slaughtered a price for a fat sheep. At this time, he heard Fang Xi's words and immediately changed his words.
If it were to follow four spirit stones, this magic weapon would probably not be sold until it died.
"A spirit stone!"
Fang Xi thought about it and compared it to a finger.
"Are you spending some family?" The man in black was displeased: "At least three spirit stones!"
"Look at this magic weapon, the formation patterns are cracked. Maybe the magic power is not easy to operate, and there is still a gap on the sword blade. Maybe it will break if you face someone with the sword..." After all, it was in the market.
Fang Xi is more courageous and dares to kill and kill.
After some bargaining, the deal was finally completed with two spirit stones and three spirit crystals.
Fang Xi's face was full of flesh pain. He found all kinds of fine spiritual crystals from his body, and finally collected the price and bought the "Qinghe Sword".
In fact, after purchasing the magic weapon Flying Sword this time, he did exhaust all his inventory. He couldn't even afford spiritual rice for a while and could only eat mortal rice.
But Fang Xi was very willing and felt it was worth it.
If it weren't for the current market chaos and the price of magic weapons plummeted, it wouldn't be so easy for him to buy a low-grade magic weapon.
...
Shantytown.
Back to the room, closed the door, Fang Xi took out the Qinghe Sword.
He looked at the flying sword, his face was gloomy and clear, and the cold light on the blade shone on Fang Xi's face, bringing a different feeling.
After a long time, Fang Xi put down the flying sword: "I didn't expect that... the first magic weapon in my life actually came from Lao Maitou."
Thinking of the scene where Lao Maitou took out the flying sword and fought to the death, Fang Xi couldn't help but sigh in secret, and even more alerted himself that he would never learn from Lao Maitou!
He has golden fingers, so he should leave room for his life in the future. He must not take risks with his life for a little profit!
"Fortunately, the Situ family and Hongye Valley joined forces to calm the riot."
Fang Xi put away the Qinghe sword and prepared to go to Daliang World tomorrow to learn how to control magic tools.
At the same time, I felt a little relaxed.
The chaotic environment and the turbulent people's hearts really made Fang Xi dislike it.
If the riot continues, he is ready to leave the market for a while to avoid disaster.
“Even now, it’s not particularly safe.”
Fang Xi glanced around and made a decision in his heart!
He wants to dig a hole and dig a cellar, and it is best to prepare for an escape passage!
This is a big project, but it can be done slowly.
Moreover, if you travel through the two realms in the future, you can choose to do it in the cellar!