Fang Chen knew that Xia Ji was caring for him, so he gently patted Xia Ji on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, I know it."

Xia Ji nodded slightly: "Although the past has been hundreds of years, some rumors remain.

I will help you pay attention to this aspect and see if you can gather these scattered clues and deduce the whole story of the incident."

"Don't delay your practice."

Fang Chen Dao.

Xia Ji smiled and said, "My practice is just like this, and I can't delay it. Besides, there are those three thousand low-grade spirit stones, which are difficult to delay. I plan to wait and go down the mountain to buy some elixirs and buy a magic weapon."

"I'll go with you, and I'm going to go to Tianbao Pavilion here."

Fang Chen Dao.

"Don't you go back to Fang's family to recognize their ancestors first?"

Xia Ji asked.

"After all I have arrived at the Dagan Empire, there is no need to worry about this. Fang is there and can't escape."

Fang Chen smiled.

The two went down the mountain together to the inner city. Only then did Fang Chen realize that the monks must pay a low-grade spirit stone if they want to enter the inner city, and they cannot spend the night.

Mortals do not have this limitation, but ordinary mortals are not qualified to go to the inner city unless an employer in the inner city hires them to help.

"He is a guest of your Xuankong Temple? Then I will register for Xuankong Temple. If he violates the law in the inner city, you Xuankong Temple will be jointly and severally responsible."

In front of the city gate, a soldier glanced at Fang Chen and outlined a few strokes on the paper.

Then he warned Xia Ji and let the two go.

Fang Chen discovered that the higher the level of the empire, the stricter the jurisdiction and restrictions on monks.

If you really want to be free and easy, you have to stay away from these cities and find a place to practice alone in a blessed place.

But this also has a disadvantage - resources.

When staying in the Dagan Empire Capital, there will naturally be no shortage of cultivation resources. As long as there are enough spirit stones, there are countless stores like Tianbao Pavilion here.

When the two passed by a teahouse, a sound suddenly sounded from the second floor:

"Isn't that Xia Ji?"

"Brother Jue, I'll go down and bring them up."

Fang Chen and the others looked up and saw more than ten young men and women sitting or standing above the teahouse.

Lin Yu is among them.

In addition to Lin Yu, one of them has a strong face and a young aura with an unfathomable sword-eyed eyebrow star. He has already achieved the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building.

The young man's eyes gently swept over Xia Ji, then fell on Fang Chen, with a smile on his lips and nodded.

"When this guy took off his mask, he actually had such a handsome face?"

Lin Yu's expression was a little strange.

Soon, a young man came to the two of them and smiled faintly, "Two, brother, please invite me."

"We are busy. Don't waste my brothers' time without any serious things."

Xia Ji said lightly.

The young man's expression changed slightly and he stared at Xia Ji: "Xia Ji, don't be ungrateful. Brother Jue slandered you everywhere and gave him enough tolerance. I'm asking you to go for tea today, just to resolve this matter!"

"We have already had enough tea, so there is no need to."

Fang Chen smiled faintly, and walked over to the Tianbao Pavilion not far away with Xia Ji.

The young man's face turned blue and white. When the young people on the second floor saw this scene, they were so angry.

"These two people are ungrateful!"

"Xia Ji is so tired of living."

"Brother, don't be magnanimous anymore. You must not let Xia Ji go, so as not to follow suit and slander you everywhere."

"Yes, Brother Jue, you have helped countless young juniors over the years, and even Xia Ji has received your favor. If you don't say you are grateful, you can't be a jealous wolf and turn your back on others, right?"

Facing these young monks, you and I said something, Jue Wudi took his gaze from Fang Chen, raised the teacup in his hand and took a sip:

"Everyone, my mouth is on others. I can't stop it. I think you shouldn't take this matter to heart and continue to drink tea."

"If you want to make progress in your practice, you must not only cultivate yourself, but also cultivate your mind. If your mind cannot keep up, how can you break through the shackles and enter the next level?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, and their faces suddenly showed admiration. The admiration in the eyes of several women could hardly be hidden.

This is the case with the big brother, he is open-minded and can still keep this calm even if he is slandered and accused.

"Brother Jue, I really admire you so much. If we were torture, we would definitely not be able to stand this tone."

Lin Yu sighed.

Everyone nodded.

"After drinking tea, everyone will go back to practice. I remember that the trade exchange meeting is about to begin?

Then maybe it will be your chance. You can meet the strong people from the fourth-grade empire and the predecessors from the major fifth-grade empires.

Among them are alchemists, weapon refiners, talisman masters, and perhaps even those who are studying formations.

If one of them can be regarded as his teacher, the future path of immortality will definitely be a little smoother."

Jue Wudi smiled: "The worst thing is to prepare some spirit stones. Perhaps you can buy some spiritual medicines and materials that you don't see on weekdays from this grand event, which is helpful for your practice."

Everyone nodded to show that they understood.

at the same time.

Fang Chen and the others had arrived at Tianbao Pavilion.

"You can follow me if you have any needs."

A servant came forward, very polite.

"Do you have spiritual elixirs for sale?"

Xia Ji asked casually.

The servant's eyes lit up slightly. The Lingyuan Pill belongs to the middle-grade yellow-level elixir, which is helpful to Qi refining and foundation-building cultivators.

If a qi-refining cultivator takes it, it can replace several months of hard practice. Because this pill is difficult to refine, very few people are proficient in this pill, so the price is high and the profit is huge.

"Customer, today's Lingyuan Pill is priced at 90 low-grade spirit stones. I wonder how many customers plan to buy?"

"Ten."

Xia Ji said casually that he had to leave some spirit stones before using them during trade exchange meetings.

If nothing unexpected happens, the ten spiritual essence pills can at least help him to level 5 of Qi refining, and avoid a year of hard practice.

"Ten!?"

The servant was a little shocked, as if he couldn't believe that the young man in simple clothes could take out a total of nine hundred low-grade spirit stones.

This is enough to buy a middle-grade yellow-level magic weapon with a soul seal below the thirty-six paths and above the thirty-four paths!

Many foundation-building monks may not be able to produce so many spirit stones at once.

"Customer, please follow me."

The servant came back to his senses and his expression became more and more respectful.

"You go, I'll buy something, too."

Fang Chen smiled, "See you at the door later."

Xia Ji nodded slightly and walked away with the servant.

The servant did not forget to greet another servant to receive Fang Chen. The service attitude and consciousness of Tianbao Pavilion here were much higher than that of the sixth-grade empire.

"Guest, what do you want to buy?"

The servant asked respectfully.

Fang Chen looked around and saw that there were various spiritual materials on the counter on the first floor, but the grade was only the lowest grade of yellow grade, so he asked:

"Do you collect talismans here?"

Selling things?

The servant frowned slightly and pointed a direction casually: "If the guest wants to sell things, please go there to find the Wu Deacon of our Tianbao Pavilion, he is responsible for this."

After saying that, the servant immediately greeted the new guest again, with a warm expression, obviously familiarity.

The deacon he mentioned was buying some spiritual materials and medicines at the moment, with a cold expression. The price he prescribed was not high, and the sellers dared not speak out.

After dealing with the guest in front of him, Deacon Wu's eyes fell on Fang Chen and said lightly:

"What do you have to sell?"
Chapter completed!