Lu Snake shouted angrily: "How dare you covet the secrets of my Red Snake Martial Arts School?"
The muscles in his legs bulged, and his skin showed an abnormal red color, as if he was about to take action if he disagreed.
"But it's just a divine intention. How many disciples in your martial arts school have seen it, so what? How many people have three changes in qi and blood, and who has successfully practiced it?"
Mu Canglong slowly shook his head.
For martial arts schools, martial arts can be sold as long as the money is enough.
In his opinion, Lu She was just deliberately raising his own value.
"Master Lu."
At this moment, Fang Xi spoke: "I only need to observe the divine intention for half a day. To show my sincerity, I am willing to offer you a thousand taels of silver!"
Lu Snake: "..."
At this moment, the owner of the Red Snake Hall seemed to finally understand why She Lei was so angry that he attacked the apprentices of his own martial arts hall.
This Mr. Fang is really just like the rumors, he is a big fat sheep!
Finally, Lu She spoke with a dry voice: "Deal!"
It's not that he doesn't want to pester, it's just that the other party has given too much.
…
"Red Snake Legs Divine Intention!"
In a quiet room.
Fang Xi looked at the animal skin in her hand and frowned.
On the animal skin, there are only a series of messy lines, just like a splash-ink landscape painting. It is just a few strokes, but it is strangely vivid, revealing a scene between mountains and forests.
And in the mountains and forests, on the grass, twisted curves are like snake shadows, going back and forth, making people's scalp numb.
"According to rumors, one must reach the point of three transformations of qi and blood through the Eight Ways of Snake before one can see the divine intention. Sure enough, there is some way to do it."
Fang Xi nodded slightly, looking thoughtful.
This divine intention is very strange, and it is absolutely impossible to obtain divine intention through ordinary copying.
Only the real core disciples of the Red Snake Martial Arts School, who practice day and night, can develop their true power!
"However, this is only for ordinary painters."
The next moment, Fang Xi turned her palm over, and a blank jade slip appeared.
He put the jade slip against his forehead, reached out with his spiritual consciousness, and imprinted the red snake god's intention on it bit by bit.
This is the method used by cultivators to record secrets!
No matter what kind of ancient book or map it is... it can guarantee the effect of 'reproduction', even without losing the charm, and it is lifelike!
'Since this red snake god's intention was originally drawn by a human, it means it can be made. Ordinary people cannot copy it. It's just that the strength and realm are not enough... I used the spiritual consciousness of an immortal cultivator to recreate it, which can be considered a trick...'
After a while, Fang Xi looked at the divine intention in her jade slip and sighed.
If it were only in this world of Great Liang, then I am afraid that only a martial artist who has practiced Red Snake Legs to an extremely advanced level could try to depict this divine intention.
But now, he accomplished it easily.
'The reason why Lu She agreed was because he thought I wouldn't be able to copy and memorize it in a short period of time, right?'
'Now, it can be said to be a serious miscalculation.'
Thinking of this, Fang Xi couldn't help but be very satisfied. She went out to hand over the divine intention, let Lu Snake inspect it, and even gave him a thank you gift.
Lu Snake turned over the divine intention over and over again to confirm that it was his genuine one, and then directly clasped his fists: "The mountains are high and the roads are far, see you later!"
“See you later!”
Fang Xi knew that this person must have remembered Liang Zi this time, but it didn't matter at all.
Anyway, I already have the true biography of Red Snake Legs in my hands, and there is no need to ask for this person in the future.
It has to be said that after arriving in Great Liang, Fang Xi's scruples were much less.
…
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
The world of immortality in the Southern Wilderness.
Fang Xi looked at the snow that had begun to melt outside the house, stretched out her hand under the eaves, and caught a drop of snow water: "Winter has passed and spring has come, making tea with snow water is also a great pleasure in life."
Half a month has passed since the last incident. He officially gave up the Red Snake Martial Arts School and joined the Baiyun Martial Arts School. He received training from Mu Piaomiao every day. The White Cloud Palm was considered his first introduction.
In the Southern Wilderness, the craze in Ziyou Mountain is far from over, and the prices of various talismans and magical tools have skyrocketed.
Speaking of which, Fang Xi made a small profit last time she bought a talisman - but now the price has increased.
"No, if it is not sold, it is not considered a profit at all, and I will not sell it..."
Fang Xi sighed and came to Fangshi.
Contrary to his expectations, the popularity here has increased significantly compared to half a month ago. There are a large number of monks and various stalls are crowded.
However, the prices of items such as talismans and magic weapons that can immediately increase combat power have begun to plummet.
Correspondingly, there were many more stalls selling materials from the Ziyou Mountain Secret Realm. Fang Xi just glanced at them and the corners of her mouth twitched.
Isn't that thing called the fragment of the magic weapon in the secret realm the one that Old Man Huang sold in the market before? It's said to be a thing designed to trick novices.
In addition, there are also a large number of fake products that are just like fake ones. It seems like overnight, every stall owner has become a winner in the secret realm.
Obviously, 99% of these things are fakes!
Even if it is a genuine product, Fang Xi cannot afford it.
Therefore, he was in a good mood, just taking a look, and then went into the crowd to get information.
"hateful!"
"The secret realm of Ziyou Mountain is an opportunity sent from heaven. Why don't the Situ family and Hongye Valley let us casual cultivators enter?"
Many monks were filled with indignation, and Fang Xi also understood.
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 has even sent out foundation-building overhauls, and the Qi-refining monks can only look away and sigh.
"It seems like it's time for Old Maitou to come back, right? The spring harvest will be here soon..."
Fang Xi sighed while browsing the stalls.
Taking this opportunity, he might be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish and purchase a low-grade magic weapon at a low price!
He looked at the stalls one by one. At this time, many of the magical instruments in the stalls were broken, and some were stained with blood. It was obvious that they had either come from evil sources or had experienced fierce fighting.
And...the price is still too high for him.
Fang Xi was not upset and browsed through it casually.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped in front of a stall, and he was stunned as he looked at a flying sword-like magic weapon on the stall.
This magical weapon is only a first-order low-grade weapon. It is shaped like a green grass, one foot and three inches long, and has several gaps on its surface. The damage is already quite serious.
The most important thing is that Fang Xi knows this flying sword weapon!
It was the sword that Lao Maitou kept at the bottom of the box!
With this thing appearing here, it is obvious what the fate of Old Maitou will be.
Fang Xi sighed inwardly and looked at the stall owner. He was a big man in black, with a veil on his face and an evil aura about him.
‘Maybe Old Maitou died in the hands of this person.’
Just when Fang Xi was sighing, the big man in black seemed to be aware of it and looked at Fang Xi: "Boy...could it be that you have a crush on something from a certain family?"
His voice was low, with a dangerous flavor.
"Yes, I wonder how much this low-grade magical weapon, the Flying Sword, costs?" Fang Xi asked tentatively.
"Ordinary low-grade magic weapons cost between five and ten spiritual stones. This flying sword is cheaper for you, at four spiritual stones." The man in black replied.
"Fellow Taoist, please don't amuse me." An anxious look appeared on Fang Xi's face: "This magical weapon is almost damaged. In addition, the price of magical weapons has dropped, so four spiritual stones are really expensive..."
"Then how much will you pay?" It was obvious that the big man in black had just casually quoted a price to slaughter the fat sheep, but now he heard Fang Xi's words and immediately changed his tune.
If it were really based on the four spiritual stones, I might not be able to sell this magic weapon until the day I die.
"A spiritual stone!"
Fang Xi thought for a while and pointed out a finger.
"Are you entertaining someone?" The big man in black was displeased: "At least three spiritual stones!"
"Look at this magic weapon. There are cracks in the formation lines. It's hard to say that the magic power can't function smoothly. There are also gaps on the blade. The sword might break if someone fights against it..." After all, we are in the city.
Fang Xi is more courageous and dares to bargain.
After some haggling, the deal was finally settled with two spiritual stones and three spiritual crystals.
Fang Xi's face was full of pain. She searched for various fine spiritual crystals from her body, and finally got the price together and bought the 'Qinghe Sword'.
In fact, after purchasing the magic weapon Flying Sword this time, he did use up all his inventory. For a period of time, he could not even afford spiritual rice and could only eat mortal rice.
But Fang Xi was very willing and felt it was worth it.
If he hadn't taken advantage of the current chaos in the market and the sharp plunge in the price of magic weapons, it would not have been so easy for him to buy a low-grade magic weapon.
…
Shanty town.
Returning to the room, closing the door, Fang Xi took out the Qinghe Sword.
He looked at the flying sword with a gloomy expression on his face. The cold light on the blade shone on Fang Xi's face, giving him a different feeling.
After a long time, Fang Xi put down the flying sword: "Unexpectedly... the first magic weapon in my life actually came from Lao Maitou."
Thinking of the scene when Lao Maitou took out the flying sword and fought to the death, Fang Xi couldn't help but sigh secretly, and even reminded herself that she must not imitate Lao Maitou!
He has a golden finger, and he should have room for success in his future conduct. He must not risk his life just for a small profit!
"Fortunately, the Situ family and Hongye Valley united to calm the riot."
Fang Xi put away the Qinghe Sword and prepared to go to the Great Liang World tomorrow to learn how to manipulate the magic weapon.
At the same time, I also feel a little more relaxed.
The chaotic environment and turbulent people's hearts before really made Fang Xi unhappy.
If the riots continued, he was ready to leave the city for a while to avoid trouble.
"Even now, it's not particularly safe."
Fang Xi glanced around and made a decision in her mind!
He needs to dig a hole, dig a cellar, and better prepare an escape route!
This is a big project, but it can be done slowly.
Moreover, in the future, you can choose to travel between the two worlds in the cellar!
