Suddenly, the "white dragon" on Li Daoye's body became more and more violent, and he rushed into his seven orifices like crazy. He spewed out a blood arrow with a puff, and the white energy suddenly dissipated.

Master Li opened his eyes, looked a little tired, and whispered:

"There are about a hundred blood spirit cultivators and princes of the Dagan Empire Capital. This is not a joke. If you are not careful, you will be doomed."

About one hundred people?

Fang Chen's eyes became extremely solemn. He did not expect that there would be so many blood spirit cultivators in the Dagan Emperor Capital.

Among these hundred people, including Tong Hu and others, how many people are like him? Is it the Golden Pill?

"etc……"

Fang Chen's expression moved.

Even the Dagan Emperor may not have so many Blood Spirit Cult monks. It is very unreasonable to put a large number of strong people in one place according to the Blood Spirit Cult.

The blood spirit cultivators calculated by Master Li is probably including outsiders like the ancestor of Tiannan Sect.

This trade exchange meeting brought many golden elixirs, foundation building and qi refining, and there must be some blood spirit cultivators among them!

"It would be great if Master Qinghe was here. She could see the dead souls. There must be many dead souls entangled around the blood spirit cultivators."

Mr. Li said.

"She's there."

Fang Chen smiled.

After Master Li reminded him, he decided to ask Master Zhuyue to see what her attitude was about this matter.

"My Master is here too? So it's good. I haven't seen her for a long time."

Master Li's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Master Zhuyue is here too. Remember to keep the door in your mouth later. Don't talk nonsense. With her temper, she won't let you."

Fang Chen reminded him and turned around and left the quiet room.

"Master Zhuyue is here too!"

Master Li was stunned for a moment, subconsciously stood up and wanted to leave. After pondering for a few breaths, he sat back.

"What am I afraid of? I am a master of Yimen now, and she also wants to give me some thin face."

Tianbao Pavilion.

The servant smiled and led the three master Zhuyue to the guest seat.

"What do the three masters want to buy? For the trade exchange meeting in Tianbao Pavilion, all items will be discounted during this period."

"Do you have the Spirit Yuan Pill?"

Master Zhuyue glanced at Fang Qingyao and Qinghe and asked indifferently at the servant.

"Yes, but there are not many. You also know that the demand for this kind of elixir is high on weekdays. Now that it is discounted, each company wants to buy some for the children of the disciples."

The servant hurriedly said, "It just so happens that there are still six left. According to the discount price, there are a total of five hundred low-grade spirit stones. Do you think it's okay?"

"Five hundred? It's really cheap."

Master Zhuyue nodded slightly, took out the spirit stone and handed it to the servant: "I'm working."

"You wait."

The servant took the spirit stone and turned around and left.

"Lingyuan Dan, you and Qingyao, one person, three, no more or less."

Master Zhuyue looked at Qinghe and said with a faint smile.

"Master, I've given the Lingyuan Dan to the junior sister. I don't need it very much. I feel that my cultivation is enough now."

Master Qinghe said: "My junior sister will support Jaime's in the future and need these elixirs more than me."

"Senior Sister Qinghe, if you don't want it, I don't want it either. Let's give it to your master."

Fang Qingyao looked a little helpless.

"The skills you practice are extraordinary. When you reach the sixth level of Qi Refining, it is a threshold. After you pass this threshold, your cultivation will be natural."

Master Zhuyue said lightly: "My master, your master, also took me out to buy Lingyuan Pill at this time.

Three Spiritual Yuan Pills are enough for you to break through this threshold."

Fang Qingyao and the others were silent when they heard this.

They knew that these five hundred low-grade spirit stones were definitely not a small amount for Master Zhuyue.

This spiritual stone can be bought with an excellent yellow-level mid-grade magic weapon, but Master Zhuyue chose to use it to buy spiritual essence pills for them.

After more than ten days, the servant walked over with a smile on his face and handed a porcelain bottle to Master Zhuyue:

"Master, here are six spiritual essence pills, look."

Master Zhuyue nodded slightly, opened the bottle cap and took a look. It was indeed six spiritual essence pills, and the quality was pretty good.

Just as she was about to leave with her two apprentices, Wu Jiuquan suddenly came over with several young people.

"Where are those six spiritual essence pills just now?"

He asked the servant.

The servant was slightly stunned and glanced at Master Zhuyue.

"This master is so embarrassed. I have actually sold these six spiritual elixirs to these young masters of Fang."

Wu Jiuquan looked at Master Zhuyue and saw that he was just a foundation building and was very handsome and should have no background. He said with a smile.

While speaking, he grabbed the porcelain bottle in Master Zhuyue's hand.

At the same time, he asked the servant to return the low-grade spirit stone to her.

Master Zhuyue's face darkened, he put the porcelain bottle into his sleeves, and looked at Wu Jiuquan coldly:

"Is this your Tianbao Pavilion hospitality method? I have bought the things, and you want to snatch them from me and sell them to others?"

"Master, we have already told Deacon Wu Jiuquan to keep this thing for us, not to snatch it from you."

Fang Hao frowned slightly and said coldly.

Master Zhuyue glanced at him and did not hinder the Qi Refining Cultivator, but just looked at Wu Jiuquan:

"I've given you the lower-grade spirit stone. I've already obtained the Lingyuan Pill. Please think of other ways."

"Have you forgotten this master? This is Tianbao Pavilion. Let's take a step back and say that the young masters of Fang's family bought these spiritual elixirs. If you don't give face to Tianbao Pavilion, you won't give face to Fang's family in Daqian?"

Wu Jiuquan said lightly: "I don't want to make things worse, so please hand over the Lingyuan Pill."

"You guys are unreasonable."

Fang Qingyao frowned slightly, "Everything comes first and then comes. The elixir was bought by Master first. I have seen it with my own eyes. If it is really as you said and has been decided by them, it is also your Tianbao Pavilion negligence. The business is not what you do, you must be honest."

Before she set foot on the road of immortality, she was also the shopkeeper of Qingyaotang. She had been doing business for many years and had never seen such an unreasonable way as before.

"Master, if you still want to stay in the inner city, don't argue with me."

Fang Hao smiled faintly: "You are here for the trade exchange meeting? If you are driven out of the inner city by Daqianwei, you will not be able to participate in this grand event."

Master Zhuyue's expression changed slightly.

For the first time, Fang Qingyao and Master Qing He saw their master appearing embarrassed, and anger surged in their hearts.

"Master Zhuyue."

A figure slowly walked over and greeted Master Zhuyue.

"Hey, it's the prince?"

Master Qinghe was slightly stunned.

"Shi…son…"

Fang Qingyao looked at Fang Chen blankly, her eyes full of disbelief. She even subconsciously pinched her thighs.

It hurts, not dreams!

"Crown Prince Fang?"

Master Zhuyue was a little surprised.

And at this moment, a scene that surprised them even more.

“There are all!”

Fang Hao suddenly shouted loudly, and then led a group of Fang's children to bow to Fang Chen:

"We'll pay homage to Brother Fang Chen!"

"It's Fang Chen coming."

"Has he left the prison?"

Many monks from Tianbao Pavilion looked over, with a strange expression and some unknown monks hurriedly asked Fang Chen about his origin.

Master Zhuyue and others were also confused by this scene.

What's going on?
Chapter completed!