"I know you are a member of the Spirit-Slaying Secretariat, but you don't know that I am too."

Fang Chen looked at Dongfang Haojie, smiled slightly in his heart, and said casually:

"Senior Chongxu just asked about my current situation and didn't say much."

Dongfang Haojie frowned slightly and wanted to give a few more hints, but Fang Chen said that he was a little tired and planned to take a break.

"Fang Chen, I live in the Illusion Academy. When will you leave, remember to tell me."

Fang Jue said softly.

Fang Chen nodded: "I know, you can practice well in the Illusion Academy. If someone talks nonsense in the future, just pretend that he is farting, don't worry about it anymore."

Fang Jue's face turned red. He knew that if Fang Chen had not been present this time, he would have been killed on the spot by Xuanhuang Palace Yun Tiancheng.

Since the grievances between the two sides have been informed everywhere, Ziji Taoist Court cannot say anything.

After Dongfang Haojie and others left, Fang Chen saw that Xiao Niu Shit was studying the purple Qi technique, so he went to the quiet room to take out the flying sword and let the sword swallow it.

He also threw all the scattered low-grade spirit stones to Zhou Tian’s lesson, leaving only 40,000 integers.

Zhou Tianzhijian had enough food and drink, and thanked him politely: "Thank you, brother."

"If I want to know where the Kunlong War will heal the wounds at this moment, how many low-grade spirit stones will be spent?"

Fang Chen smiled and said.

Zhou Tianzhijian was slightly stunned and a little surprised: "Brother, do you really want to know? Only 30,000 low-grade spirit stones are enough for me to calculate where he is!"

"Xiao Chen, the old guy is cheating you. I think it's enough to have at most 20,000!"

The little sword said while devouring the flying sword.

"You talk nonsense, you will need at least 25,000 low-grade spirit stones!"

Zhou Tianzhijian said angrily: "Junior, you eat yours, I earn what I deserve, you and I have nothing to do with you!"

"Twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones, the deal is completed?"

Fang Chen asked suddenly.

Zhou Tianzhijian immediately changed his tone and said decisively: "Trade!"

It seems that it can still make a lot of money for 20,000 yuan in low-grade spirit stones. The previous offer of 30,000 yuan does indeed have a scammer.

Fang Chen reexamined Zhou Tian’s lesson in his heart, and asked Xiaojian to help bargain for the price in the future.

Then, he took out a total of 20,000 low-grade spirit stones and poured them all on Zhou Tianzhijian.

The Zhoutian's mirror is like a glutton eating, swallowing all 20,000 low-grade spirit stones in just one quarter of an hour.

The 20,000-grade spirit stone is a huge sum of money no matter where it is placed. You can even buy two yellow-grade top-grade magic weapons.

No one would have thought that Fang Chen would take out such a large spirit stone just to find someone’s whereabouts.

"Brother, turn to page thirty-seven."

The Tao of satisfaction in the learning of Zhoutian.

Fang Chen turned to page thirty-seven, opened the immortal eye of Wushi, and the content on the page was presented in front of him in a line manner.

He saw a young man in seclusion and healing his wounds. His appearance was completely different from that of Master Chanyuan. It was obviously disguised after some means.

A line of words soon appeared on the page: Yunyouyu, No. 8, Lianli Lane, the imperial capital of the fifth-grade Linggui Kingdom.

It is worthy of being the lesson of Zhou Tian, ​​and it is directly accurate to the house number.

Seeing this, Fang Chen immediately said in the messaging talisman:

[The general Kunlong was seriously injured and was healing at No. 8, Lianli Lane, the imperial capital of Linggui Kingdom - Wushi Tianzun]

[Really and false!?The Kunlong battle will be in Linggui Country?]

【Why were seriously injured?】

[Stop worrying, go over and take a look. If you really meet the Kunlong warrior, you will kill him.]

A faint smile appeared in Fang Chen's eyes.

In this way, without him taking action himself, the Kunlong general would be in trouble.

If these spiritual-slaying cultivators were more powerful, they might have left the Kunlong warrior.

"Xiao Zhou, if I want to find a mortal, how much lower-grade spirit stones will it cost."

Fang Chen asked again.

Business again?

Zhou Tianzhijian's eyes lit up: "Brother, tell me your name, birth date and horoscope, and I will calculate the price."

Fang Chen gave Fang Cangyue’s name and birth date to the Zhoutian.

After a few breaths, Zhou Tianzhijian looked strange: "Brother, if you don't have hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit stones, I'm afraid I can't calculate where this mortal is. The cause and effect she is involved in is a bit big, and there may be a cultivator of the middle third level around her."

"Middle triple!?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly, thought for a few breaths, and asked again: "Look at Xia Xuanji's whereabouts."

Fang Chen also reported Xia Xuanji's birth date to Zhou Tian's lesson. Although he didn't know whether it was true or false, he thought that Zhou Tian's lesson could be distinguished by himself.

"Brother, he also wants hundreds of thousands of low-grade spirit stones."

The lesson of Zhou Tian replied.

"Xia Xuanji is indeed not dead."

A touch of solemnity appeared in Fang Chen's eyes.

This reminded him of the methods of Pudu Tianzun and Kunlong warriors, and both of them could refine a clone for their own use.

"Is Xia Xuanji also the clone of a powerful Blood Spirit Sect? The real Xia Xuanji... has been replaced by someone long ago?"

One by one, one guess came to my mind.

Fang Chen decided that if he had the chance in the future, he would definitely figure out this matter out.

The little sword quickly swallowed the yellow-level top-grade flying sword completely. When it merged with Fang Chen, Fang Chen received feedback from the sword body.

This flying sword indeed improved the small sword a lot, and the sword body also strengthened a little bit.

Although the cultivation level cannot be improved for the time being, fortunately, the sword body can continue to become stronger.

"Xiao Chen, I have a premonition that if I advance to the fourth level, there will be a new inheritance unblocked."

Little Sword.

A new inheritance?

Fang Chen's eyes moved.

The Supreme Sword Sutra of the Eight Desert Immortals is already very powerful, and the inheritance of the small sword being promoted to the fourth level will definitely not be weak.

"Little sword, you can calculate it yourself. You still need a few yellow-level top-grade magic weapons to be promoted to the fourth-level sword body."

"If it's all the quality just now, it should be enough for only five pieces..."

"The quality magic weapon just now is hard to buy."

Fang Chen smiled bitterly.

He bought several yellow-level top-grade magic weapons, and his soul seal was basically below eighty channels.

The top yellow-level top-grade soul seals of 108 soul seals are probably difficult to enter the market, so it is so difficult to buy them with spirit stones.

At least on the fourth-grade empire, there would not be such a good thing on his turn.

"If the grade is lower... it will take about twenty more pieces..."

Xiaojian estimated.

"After twenty yellow-level top-notch... I don't know if the sword body can be upgraded to the fourth level before Zhongzhou."

With a thought, Fang Chen's soul left his body and came to the sky above Xuanhuang Palace in an instant.

There are seven or eight golden elixir auras in Xuanhuang Palace, and there is another aura that is far stronger than the golden elixir, but weaker than Chongxu Zhenren.

At this moment, seven or eight golden elixirs gathered together, and hundreds of Xuanhuang Palace monks were also present.

Their eyes all fell on Yun Tiancheng and Mu Zhaohe, their expressions were different and their faces were also ashen.

"One of you is the chief of the Huangmen and the other is the chief of the Xuanmen. You are the most outstanding genius in the younger generation of our Xuanhuang Palace."

The central golden elixir spoke slowly, with a hint of anger in his voice:

"But what did you do today? Where did you put the face of our Xuanhuang Palace?"

"The head teacher..."

Yun Tiancheng's voice was a little hoarse: "It was the disciple who was careless and underestimated the enemy."

"Yun Tiancheng, you have a unique talent. With your cultivation level in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, your affinity for the power of the five elements is similar to that of us.

As long as you are promoted to the Golden Pill, your future will be limitless. If you don’t go into seclusion and run out to argue with others, do you know your mistake?”

The head of Xuanhuang Palace snorted coldly.

Seeing this scene, Fang Chen concluded in his heart that these golden elixirs did not know that Yun Tiancheng's ability to control the power of the five elements did not come from his talent.

But the Divine Eye of the Demon.
Chapter completed!