Ye Clan’s main hall.

"Father, why do we please this sword cultivator? He killed the late stage of the foundation building of the Hailong Sect. If the Hailong Sect takes its anger..."

A middle-aged man looked puzzled.

The Ye clan leader looked at him, then looked at the other Ye clan monks who also had their eyes flashing, and sighed helplessly:

"He cut off the late stage of the Hailong Sect's foundation-building with one sword. Do you think the backer behind him will be afraid of a mere Golden Pill?"

Just a golden elixir...

Everyone felt that the clan leader was a little crazy now, and even the golden elixir became merely one in his mouth.

However, they thought about the patriarch's words and found it very reasonable. The sword cultivator's background is probably of extraordinary origin.

If the Jindan of the Hailong Sect learned that his foundation-building was killed with one sword in the later stage, he would probably not dare to take revenge easily!

"This sword cultivator plans to buy a lot of spiritual ore materials, whether it is ore or finished product refined spiritual materials.

You go to the Xu family and talk to the Zhou family and ask them to help contact us and find the source of goods as soon as possible."

The leader of the Ye tribe.

"yes."

The middle-aged man hurriedly left.

The next day.

The Ye clan leader hurriedly found Fang Chen:

"Senior, we have contacted the source of goods. There are thirteen kinds of spiritual materials, including Moon Sink Gold, Red Fire Iron, Diamond Jade..."

He paused, "I have calculated it below. These are probably worth nine thousand low-grade spirit stones, but..."

A hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Tell me straight."

"Our families probably can't get so many spirit stones..."

The Ye clan leader said with a wry smile.

"It's simple. I'll give you four thousand low-grade spirit stones first. When these spiritual materials come to me, I'll give them the final amount."

Fang Chen took out four thousand low-grade spirit stones from the storage ring and handed them to the Ye clan leader:

“When will the goods arrive?”

Seeing this, the Ye clan leader quickly patted his chest and promised: "The ore can reach Lingxu City within two days!"

"one day."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "I only give you one day."

"one day!?"

The Ye tribe leader was slightly stunned, then gritted his teeth and nodded:

"Senior, please rest assured. This time I will take action myself, and the two patriarchs of the Xu family and Zhou family will travel day and night together to ensure that the spiritual materials are in place within one day!"

"It's been a labor."

Fang Chen nodded with a smile.

Lian Dao didn't dare. After he left, Fang Chen took off his mask and looked at the old face in the mirror, showing a look of distress.

Now, he doesn't look like he had the same style as before. At most, he is a very handsome middle-aged man with a lingering charm.

"I have made a lot of plans, but I have less than twenty-four, but I have become like this. If I don't have special spiritual fruits and elixirs to supplement my life, I can't get back by practicing alone."

Fang Chen sighed softly.

The lifespan of sword cultivator is not long, and the same realm may only be one-third of the same level.

Now, because of forcibly exerting the Supreme Sword Sutra of the Eight Desolation Immortals, he may have burned his life span for thirty or fifty years.

However, Fang Chen did not regret following this path.

If it weren't for the sword's way to break through all the laws, he wouldn't be able to kill the late stage of the Hailong Sect's foundation building.

If such a strong man comes to the door and cannot kill the other party, he will have to die, and he will not be able to shock the Hailong Sect behind the other party.

"Former, senior."

A sudden sound came from outside the yard.

Fang Chen walked out with his mask again, and saw Ye Wenxiu leading Master Qinghe standing at the door.

"Senior, this master said that he met you. He wandered around at the door of our Ye clan for a long time. After seeing this, I thought about whether it would be his disciple of the senior, so I brought it..."

Ye Wenxiu plucked up his courage and said carefully.

That day, he was in the city lord's mansion and heard that there was a nun beside Fang Chen, who seemed to be from Yanyue Temple, so he dared to bring Master Qinghe in.

“Hard work.”

Fang Chen nodded and waved to Master Qinghe:

"Come in."

Master Qinghe was afraid of revealing Fang Chen's identity, so he never said hello. Seeing this, he thanked Ye Wenxiu and then entered the yard.

Seeing that Fang Chen didn't say much, Ye Wenxiu was suddenly disappointed. Seeing that the two of them were about to enter the room, he plucked up his courage and said:

"Senior, can I practice the way of sword cultivation..."

"Who are you?"

Fang Chen paused and looked at Ye Wenxiu.

Ye Wenxiu hurriedly said, "The leader of the Ye clan is the ancestor of the family, and the younger generation Ye Wenxiu."

He had seen Fang Chen's methods and was extremely eager for it.

I also experienced that my beloved woman was almost taken away by the Lord of Tongjiao Island, and her desire for strength became several times stronger than before.

Otherwise, with his personality, he would never dare to be so bold today.

"The sword cultivator's path is not easy to walk."

Fang Chen shook his head slightly, and then took Master Qinghe into the room.

Ye Wenxiu was a little disappointed.

Several Ye tribes were also observing secretly, and seeing this, they all came to Ye Wenxiu.

"Wen Xiu, you're just thinking about it. How can the inheritance of the sword cultivator be so good?"

"You try not to come here in the future, so as not to bump into this senior."

These Leaf tribes advised one after another.

Ye Wenxiu gritted his teeth and whispered: "How can I know if I don't try?"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

A Ye clan shook his head slightly: "For countless years, the Huoyan Kingdom has never produced a real sword cultivator, and Wen Xiu has thought too much."

"That's true. With the means of that senior, even if he wanted to accept disciples, he would go to the fifth-grade empire or even the fourth-grade empire to search.

I heard that in those places, there are abundant spiritual power, outstanding people and spiritual land, the qualifications of monks are generally much higher than ours."

Another Leaf clan's son said.

In the house.

Master Qinghe saw that Fang Chen did not take off his mask, nor did he doubt that he was there, but whispered:

"Criminal, I seemed to see your Daxia Emperor in Lingxu Sect yesterday."

"You noticed him, too?"

Fang Chen was a little surprised, then nodded with a smile: "It's good to have good eyesight, it's indeed Xia Xuanji. I didn't expect that he was a foundation-building cultivator.

He has seen you too. You will stay in the Ye tribe these days and don’t be seen by him, otherwise he will guess who I am immediately.”

"Criminal, you Daxia Emperor is probably really related to the Blood Spirit Sect. I see many ghosts following him."

Master Qinghe whispered.

“How many are there?”

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly.

Master Qinghe hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Count it, you can't count it, there are always hundreds of ways."

Fang Chen nodded slightly: "Yes, his is indeed a cultivator of the Blood Spirit Cult. Those ghosts may have been killed by him personally, but he indirectly killed more than hundreds."

He paused, "Mr. Master, do you have a messaging talisman?"

Message symbol?

Master Qinghe nodded slightly: "Yes, Master gave me two messaging talismans before going out."

"Help me send your master and ask her to do me a favor."

Fang Chen walked to Master Qinghe and whispered a few words.

Master Qinghe quickly nodded, then took out a messaging talisman and burned it directly.

at the same time.

In the Yinyue Temple, a messenger talisman in the hand of Master Zhuyue was burning and turning into ashes.

"Daxia Emperor, Blood Spirit Sect..."

A trace of thought flashed in her eyes.
Chapter completed!