"Class Fang, we probably won't lose, right? Do I want me to use the art of deflecting the stars to help you calculate?"

While looking at Hua Qianchi with his aftertaste, Master Li suddenly felt a little nervous when he saw that his face was full of confidence.

"Can the art of deducing the stars still count as these?"

Fang Chen was a little curious.

"Of course, it can be calculated by heaven and earth. Everything depends on whether my cultivation is enough.

If you have enough cultivation, then I can even calculate clearly for her when the fairy in the sky will take a bath and when Tiankui will come."

A hint of pride flashed in Master Li's eyes.

"The fairy in the sky will not ask you to help her calculate these."

Fang Chen shook his head speechlessly, then closed his eyes and left his body, looking at the immortal sources with prices below the five hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

Unlike before, his soul power is much stronger now than when he was working hard. The loss of a fairy source is naturally reduced.

"This is the Immortal Source Technique!?"

"I am worthy of being the leader of the Nine Yang Taoist Sect and the Immortal Qin tribe. This immortal source technique alone can be stronger than many Taoist Sects in the world."

There were waves of whispering from Hua Qianchi, with surprise, envy and jealousy in the voice.

Master Li quickly looked at it and saw Hua Qianchi holding an immortal source in his hand, and a faint white air surrounded it.

Sometimes it is condensed, sometimes it fades.

"Is this the Immortal Source Technique?"

Master Li looked suspicious. He didn't see any tricks. This white energy was just an ordinary spiritual power, as if he was deliberately doing it.

He looked at it for a while, but saw Hua Qianchi suddenly slapped his backhand, and the white air suddenly penetrated into the immortal source.

The next moment, the Xianyuan began to flash a faint glow.

The glimmer turns from white to blue, slightly rich.

"Um?"

Hua Qianchi's eyes moved and looked at the immortal source in his hand in surprise. This immortal source was only the size of a palm. The reason why it sold 400 low-grade spirit stones was because it was of high quality.

This is also one of the reasons why Hua Qianchi chose it to perform the Immortal Source Technique, but he didn't expect that its quality would be higher than he thought.

Ordinary people judge the quality of the immortal source based on various experiences and observe the appearance of the immortal source, but this makes it easy to get trapped and easily misleading.

The Xianyuan Technique is different. It directly hits the essence of Xianyuan and cuts off its quality. As long as the quality is higher than the price, it will probably increase by 80 or 100 times.

However, immortal source does not only depend on quality, but whether it can cut out things, but is actually related to luck.

Some immortal sources have their own characteristics, and their quality is good, but after cutting, they are empty.

Hua Qianchi has a lot of experience in this area, so after realizing that this immortal source is of good quality, he did not start, but continued to check other immortal sources.

About half an hour later, Hua Qianchi's complexion was a little pale. It was obvious that the Immortal Source Technique was used too many times, which led to the lack of spiritual power.

He had already chosen an immortal source, which was the earliest immortal source with a faint blue light.

At this time, Fang Chen was still standing still, as if he was very confused to everyone, and he didn't know which immortal source to choose.

"Qin Xuan, this liar is going to make a fool of himself later, and I don't think he will have the shame to continue staying in the Qin Mansion."

The Qin family children around Qin Xuan smiled gloatingly.

Qin Xuan felt that she was not satisfied. She had already made up her mind to wait for the other party to leave the Qin mansion, and she would ask someone to teach the other party a lesson.

He Baiyan, who was standing outside the crowd, looked at the scene lightly, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised, and a messenger talisman burning in her hand.

"Madam, fellow Taoist Fang and Hua Qianchi of Jiuyang Taoist Sect betting on Xianyuan are about to lose. Fellow Fang said that if he loses, he will hand over the 100 medium-grade spirit stones and kneel down and leave Xianyuanfang."

After the messaging, He Baiyan's face smiled even more.

Qin Mansion.

Chu Lan stood in front of a middle-aged man without saying a word, while Wu Wan kept whispering to the middle-aged man.

"Husband, this matter really has nothing to do with Sister Chu Lan. Feng'er is too impulsive. Now Sister Chu Lan learns about the whereabouts of the Sanyang Fruit from the Daqian Dao Sect. As long as you can find this Sanyang Fruit and hand it over to the ancestor, the ancestor will definitely not punish Feng'er."

"Impulsive? If she hadn't spoiled Feng'er so much, how could Feng'er be brave enough to hit the ancestor?"

The middle-aged man pointed at Chu Lan and said sternly: "Say, have you taken action in this matter? You tell me now that I still have time to plead with the ancestor. If the ancestor found out that you were involved in the council that day, you and Feng'er will be deposed from the Qin family and expelled from the Qin family!"

"Husband, do you think I will help Feng'er steal the ancestor's three Yang fruit?"

Chu Lan showed a bleak smile on her face.

The middle-aged man's expression calmed down a little and said coldly: "With your character, I don't believe you will do such a thing, but I can't understand how Feng'er entered Lingguoyuan?

Except for our Qin family’s original legends above the Nascent Soul, no one can get in, even Feng'er can't get in!"

"I don't want to dig into this matter any more. Now that I can find another Three Yang Fruit, the ancestor will definitely be relieved."

Chu Lan said.

A sarcasm suddenly appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes: "Found one again with the Three Yang Fruit? Haha, even the Master of the Mansion does not have the Three Yang Fruit. Can the monks of the Daqian Dao Sect you found know the traces of the Three Yang Fruit?

You are a dignified Yuanying, but you are fooled by a foundation building and become a laughing stock of Qin's family. Do you know how people from the second and third bedrooms talk about you these days?

They all said that your cultivation has been cultivated over the years to the dog's belly! When will you and your son be the same as Wan'er and Nier, I may be able to live a little longer!"

"Husband, Sister Chu Lan is just loving her son. Don't blame her anymore."

Wu Wan's eyes were slightly red.

At this moment, Chu Lan and the middle-aged man received a message at the same time.

Chu Lan's expression suddenly changed, but the middle-aged man sneered repeatedly and looked at Chu Lan:

"You dare to gamble with the Nine Yang Taoist Sect's flower thousands of feet to the immortal source? The bet you used is the 100 medium-grade spirit stones you gave him? I think after today, everyone outside will treat you as a joke!"

"Husband, I'll go to Xianyuanfang."

Chu Lan whispered.

"Then let's go together. Since Daqian Dao Sect is so restless in our Xianqin tribe, it's time for Qin to express his opinion."

The middle-aged man said coldly.

After saying that, he walked out of the door. Seeing this, Wu Wan showed an anxious look on her face and whispered to Chu Lan:

"Sister Chu Lan, my husband is so murderous intent in his heart now. I'm afraid that the one you invited back is in danger of his life!"

Chu Lan's expression was a little pale. If her husband really took action to kill Fang Chen, wouldn't Qin Feng be helpless?

Thinking of this, Chu Lan quickly chased the middle-aged man.

Wu Wan looked at her back and suddenly showed a faint smile on her face.

Xianyuanfang.

Hua Qianchi smiled at Fang Chen: "What? You haven't chosen the fairy source yet? If you don't know how to look at it, you might as well ask the fellow Taoists around you."

Fang Chen thought about it and picked up an immortal source. When everyone saw the price, they looked very strange.

Thirty low-grade spirit stones!?

"Customer, have you figured it out? The bet is stipulated that it is less than 500, as long as it does not exceed 500, the quality of this immortal source..."

The shopkeeper walked to Fang Chen, glanced at the immortal source in his hand, and said with a strange look.
Chapter completed!