Among the mountains and fields, Fang Xian was practicing.
Things like qualifications, roots, and bones are mysterious and mysterious, but they are necessary for practice.
At this time, you can feel the magic power flowing through the body, limbs, and bones, through the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve main meridians. You can follow your heart and mind without any blockage.
"As long as a person is a cultivator, all the meridians in the body are open, and the magic power can roam around at will... However, how to break through the talisman in the next step is a blur. The wandering Taoist has only obtained a few magic and magic spells.
The inheritance of weapon refining and the two elixirs, and not even the side-door mental skills..."
"But before I awakened Su Hui, my understanding didn't seem to be very good. I only learned a few tricks... When a practitioner faces ordinary martial arts people, it's actually just a matter of magic power, and there is no need to use any magic tricks... The original body
I was a little careless, so I was chopped down by Yin Qiuxian... Well, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up now..."
Fang Xian fired a stream of gray and black mana, which transformed into various illusions in the outside world, and he accomplished several blinding techniques.
After all, his qualifications at this time were already at the level of Yin Qiuxian, so he could easily pick them up.
"The only spells that Taoist Wanderer has are these blinding techniques and the five-ghost transporting technique. The transporting technique requires the use of restraints to frighten the evil spirits. I don't have the materials to take advantage of at the moment. It's not a big deal to practice this spell. It's still a bit troublesome to cast.
Instead, you can refine the five ghosts onto the flag and make it into a magical weapon called the 'Five Ghost Flag'. If you shake the flag, the five ghosts will obey your orders..."
"I want to seek immortality in this life. Sooner or later, I will have to use up this mixed magic power and rebuild it. Now I don't have to practice hard every day. Maybe I can make a few magic weapons to defend myself. After all, among monks, realm is not everything. Here are a few.
With a good magical weapon, I will have the confidence to compete with or even kill the cultivators of Yanfa and even Talisman cultivators. I will also use a flying sword... Forget it, with my magical power, I'm afraid I can't control it..."
"It's time to take advantage of the opportunity..."
In the vast mountains, there are countless immortal caves and legacy of predecessors, but most of them have owners, either before they were born, or they have already made a secret destiny with someone.
If Fang Xian didn't go before, he knew he couldn't force it, and if he went, he would be in trouble.
"But now... I am the leader of the Three Immortals and Two Heroes! With great blessings, and the Shushan Sword Sect as the backstage, there is quite a bit of destined chance in my destiny!"
This was also the reason why he didn't want to go to the Shushan Sword Sect. To inherit magic weapons or something, there might be senior immortals outside who would leave better ones.
Although it is hard work to be a casual cultivator, you are free and at ease, so why should you go to the sect and work as a lowly person?
Fang Xian immediately used the "Turtle Yao Blood Trigram" to calculate and found that he had an opportunity in the south. He immediately dressed up as a Taoist priest and headed south.
The human world he was in at this time was under the jurisdiction of the Daqian court.
Going all the way south, it took more than half a month to reach the border of Luzhou.
Fang Xian now only has a few things he got from Yin Qiuxian, not to mention a treasure bag. His master risked his life just to refine a 'Five Yin Bag'.
After spending a long time sleeping outdoors in the mountains, I miss the prosperity of the world.
He entered the city and found an inn to stay, secretly thinking about how to refine a few magic weapons.
The magical tools for practitioners require all kinds of rare treasures, which are difficult to assemble.
Now that he saw a big city, Fang Xian felt itchy and wanted to imitate Taoist You Fang.
'But such a big city may not be without experts who play games. I don't want to be like the master...'
While I was thinking about it, it was dark outside, but there was no curfew. Instead, lanterns were hung everywhere, and many tourists appeared out of nowhere. I couldn't help but feel curious, and asked the waiter to ask.
"My guest, it's just a good time..." The waiter said with a smile: "On every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, our city lifts the curfew order and holds a temple fair. Many businessmen from all over the world come."
"Oh? Then I need to see it."
Fang Xian rewarded the waiter, washed away the fatigue and dust, changed into a new Taoist robe, and walked out of the inn.
There are stars in the sky, the streets are brightly lit, and there are indeed many stalls and tourists, giving it a unique atmosphere.
He doesn't expect to encounter anything good, he just wanders around to relax and experience the different scenery of the two worlds.
Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, and a man was thrown out of the pawn shop.
"You're such a prodigy...are you here to entertain me?"
The thugs sighed, and when they saw the passers-by stopping to watch, they raised their voices: "Five copper plates, you want to exchange them for five taels of silver? Why don't you go and grab them?"
After saying that, he threw five copper coins on the ground.
After all, we are open to do business, and we cannot give people the bad impression of bullying and dominating the market, so we must clearly explain the future.
"That's it!" People around him nodded, and all the previous thoughts of fighting against the injustice disappeared.
Some locals laughed and said, "Isn't this the scoundrel Bai San? His family originally had a big business, but when it came to his generation, they had everything they could to eat, drink, whore, and gamble, and their whole life was ruined..."
The eyes of the people around him became even more contemptuous.
"This... this is my ancestral treasure..." Bai San frowned: "My dad said... you can't exchange it for a thousand dollars."
"Ha ha!"
Others thought he wanted to blackmail others and laughed.
The excitement gradually dissipated.
Fang Xian, on the other hand, looked at the copper coins on the ground and his heart moved.
When Bai San got up, he stepped forward and pulled him back: "Show me the copper coins, maybe I'll buy them."
"In that case..." Bai San actually didn't have much hope in his heart: "I'll show you!"
Hand a copper coin to Fang Xian.
This copper coin is of a general style, round on the outside and square on the inside, with a brass color, and the four seal characters "Qianyuan Tongbao" engraved on the front. However, it seems that it has been touched for a long time and has a layer of moist patina, but that's all.
When Fang Xian [Dongxuan Eye] took a look, he felt that it was something extraordinary, and he suddenly felt confident: "This thing...maybe really a treasure."
He looked at Bai San and smiled: "Fifty taels of silver, do you want to sell it? If not, I'll leave."
"Sell! Of course!"
It was rare for Bai San to encounter someone who had been taken advantage of. When he saw Fang Xian handing out a lot of money, he quickly agreed, fearing that Fang Xian would regret it.
What are these five copper plates worth?
He had already gone to several pawnshops and was humiliated by the great dynasty. He had long since given up hope for the 'family heirloom'.
Fang Xian, on the other hand, hurried back to the inn, looking at the five copper coins in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, knowing that he had found a bargain: "Is this the feeling of having deep blessings and having treasures in your heart? This world...