Chapter 229 is approaching
"This...is this the Nine Refinements Guiyuan Pill?" Liu Qi looked at the crystal clear elixir in front of him, his throat was shaking. The dignified Jindan Master couldn't control himself and swallowed. Drooling.
Tang Yuan smiled lightly and said: "If Brother Liu can sell a high price for Li as agreed, then one of the coins will be your dividend!"
Liu Qi looked at it reluctantly. Green-skinned gourd, his eyes seemed to be glued to it, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, the General Pavilion attaches great importance to this treasure meeting, and its scale may even exceed that of Feizhoufang City."
"And Taoist friend's Nine Refinements Guiyuan Pill is the focus of publicity. Not only in the Sea of Chaos, but also many outside monks come here for it, and it will definitely fetch a high price.”
Tang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Compared to Feizhoufang Market? Is it still held here?"
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Liu Qi quickly said: "There has not been a large-scale trading market in the Chaos Sea for many years. The cabinet believes that when There are a lot of rare treasures hidden, and..." He lowered his voice slightly, "There are even real immortals from the Yuan Shen coming to escort this treasure meeting, which shows the importance of the pavilion!"
"Yuan Shen! A real immortal?"
Liu Qi looked at the surprised look on Tang Yuan's face and felt secretly proud. He nodded and said, "Brother Dao, do you know who is the most notorious person in the immortal world recently?"
Seeing that he was still trying to sell things off, Tang Yuan secretly laughed and said, "Li really doesn't know."
"Of course it's Jun Yizhenjun who fought head-on against the Yunmeng Pavilion True Immortal a few years ago! Apart from the reclusive ancestors of various sects, Jun Yizhenjun is one of the strongest true immortals in the world."
When Liu Qi said that he had come, he looked proud and proud, "And he is one of the masters of the Duobao Pavilion. This time he will come to the Sea of Chaos to host this Dabao gathering. Brother Taoist. You should know how huge the scale is!"
As soon as you came here, it was naturally Tang Yuan's plan. With the martial arts clone in charge, most accidents can be avoided.
However... I did not appear much in this. I was just a cooperating alchemist of Duobao Pavilion, without any extraordinary performance.
Even afterward, no one unexpectedly connected him with Jun Yi.
...
"Can Dabao know it?" Fan Xiang stood with his sword sideways, with blood dripping from the sword, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.
A few corpses were scattered on the ground, and heavy snow fell, covering them all in a short time.
But no one would have thought that these weed-like corpses were still the domineering Jin Dan masters just a moment ago.
Dark clouds are crossing and the wind is howling, trying to refine all the people and animals on the island.
Unfortunately, they encountered a more dangerous life-killing ghost. Under Fan Xiang's sword, they didn't even last a quarter of an hour before they all became dead souls under the sword.
"Why are there so many black bandits in this world?" Fan Xiang looked at the trembling man below with scrutiny, and couldn't help but think of the battle that helped him form a pill.
That was the first time he truly faced a giant of demonic power instead of a small fish and shrimp, and in the end he was unable to compete head-on with him.
Although his current strength is still far behind that of the old demon back then, Fan Xiang is confident that as long as he continues to grow, no demon, no matter how big it is, will be worthy of his sword. .
The frightened man, when he heard this, thought he had found a chance, and quickly shouted: "Do you know the black pirates from the East China Sea? That robbery cultivator is me and the black pirates." Feng Yiqi founded it because I offended many of the sect disciples and was forced into the Sea of Chaos.”
Fan Xiang smiled and said: "Did you tell me earlier? A certain family and Heifeng have been acquainted for a long time!"
The man took a breath and forced a smile and said: "Look, we are not in a flood. After entering the Dragon King Temple, the family doesn’t recognize each other anymore!”
“I wonder... what is the relationship between the senior and my brother?”
A cold light flashed, and the sword flower was lightly held.
Blood gushed out like a spring from the sword mark on his neck. In his disbelieving eyes, Fan Xiang whispered: "You two brothers are thousands of miles apart, but you are both dead. Under Fan's sword, you said...isn't this considered fate?"
After sheathing the flying sword, Fan Xiang first looked up at the sky, dazed for a moment, and then shouted: "Master-uncle!" He just looked at the sky and remained in a stalemate for almost a moment before an impatient voice came out, "You boy, Didn't I say...you are the only one on this trip to the Sea of Chaos?"
Ting Yujing, dressed as a young Taoist, walked out of the void with a look of impatience on his face.
Fan Xiang's eyes became lively again, and he said with a smile: "I'm just giving it a try. Who knew you were so restless!"
Ting Yujing snorted coldly, " If I never come out, will you remain in such a daze?”
"Disciples are best at being in a daze during the day. It's not like you don't know this, Master Master." Fan Xiang handed over a wine gourd very naturally, "This is a good wine that Grandpa has hidden for almost a hundred years. Try it?"
Ting Yujing's expression remained unchanged, but she snatched the gourd and took a long sip before saying, "You have some conscience, but... do you really think you can drink that much every time?"
Fan Xiang was shocked and said in disbelief: "Could it be...?"
The young Taoist nodded proudly: "Your uncle's ability to steal wine has been recognized by the master. Yes!”
“Besides, you enjoy the hot food here every day, but I can only sit in the void, so what’s the matter with stealing some wine from you?”
Fan Xiang said sadly: "Uncle Master, if you want to drink, why don't you just go to the disciples directly? Why do you have to do this!" I’m sure Pindao will protect you, right? If I hadn’t been fine recently, you would have been here alone this time.”
Fan Xiang took the hit without dodging. , and then said: "Uncle Master, since Fan Xiang came here to sharpen the golden elixir, he was naturally mentally prepared to deal with everything. If there is someone behind him to protect him, how can he be used for training?"
" Okay, okay, I look like a dead person carved out of the same mold as your master!”
“But it’s good that you’re here, uncle.” Fan Xiang said seriously, “I have something to ask of you. .”
Ting Yujing glanced at Fan Xiang, who was as tall and tall as a pine tree, and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of you here."
Fan Xiang raised his eyebrows and said doubtfully: "Master "Uncle, how do you know what I want to say?"
Ting Yujing snorted, "I told you that you are exactly the same as your master. Besides, I know what you are thinking." Said, I also drank a lot of wine from that kid, so I should take care of them both emotionally and rationally."
Fan Xiang was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master, this world is like this, everywhere. He is a person who is suffering. Is what the disciple has done in the past ten years really meaningful?"
Ting Yujing slapped him hard on the head, "Don't you already have the answer yourself? Why ask me?"
Fan Xiang looked far away, looking at the boys and girls playing, and there was a sound of swords in his heart!
......
Tang Yuan, the eternal demon tribulation, the leader of the Blood Sea Sect, the living demon king, the great demon king of the Tang Dynasty once said this about Fan Xiang...
"The true swordsman is also !”
……
Time passed, and soon March passed again.
Those who should have arrived have basically arrived near Chongli, while those who have not arrived have become withered bones on this route.
However... this group of people were brought here by others with their will and... inheritance.
The Dabao Fair is finally here!
(End of this chapter)