Call!
Desperately coded the late divination.
In the end, Zhang Xiaobai did not eat the public "day, it is still 10,000 words!"
Ask for a commuter pass!
This is very impolite.
No matter who the other party is, since they are both cultivators, sending a mortal to call them is as if they are in a higher status than the other party.
Feng Zikang's face remained unchanged, until he was uneasy, he made a faint uranium sound, got up to wash, opened the door, and saw the village chief with an anxious face, stopped in front of the door, and when he saw him come out, he quickly grabbed his arm, obviously afraid of being in a hurry.
"Little fairy, come with me!
Liu Xianchang is already in a hurry!
” Feng Zikang didn't mind the little fox but was very dissatisfied, glared at the village chief viciously, frightened him to take a few steps back, trembling, but still insisted on begging.
Feng Zikang touched the little fox's head to calm it down, didn't care, and nodded lightly.
"Lead the way!"
The village chief hurriedly led the way in front of him and took Feng Zikang to the entrance of the village.
Fishy and low-level fishing village, not a few steps, to the entrance of the village, only to see a basking net, standing proudly, looking at the clothes, should be a cultivator, hanging a long sword on his back, with a mark on his chest, but Feng Zikang did not know it.
The person on the left is wearing blue clothes, obviously older, about the same age as Feng Zikang, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes are full of arrogance; The one on the right has a blue mane on his ÷, and he is a little older, but he has a mean attitude.
"Hey!"
Feng Zikang hadn't walked in yet, and the young monk pointed at him from afar, "That junior monk, listen well, I have already taken over the giant beast task here, if you retreat obediently, it's fine, if you refuse to be obedient, then don't blame the young master, I'm welcome!"
” "Xiao Yue!"
The older man scolded, but it wasn't too strange to hear it.
He sneered and nodded at Feng Zikang: "This fellow Daoist, you have also heard that this giant beast task was led by my junior brother first, since he came to complete it, please don't interfere with it, it's better to leave quickly."
Feng Zikang snorted coldly, looking at the two people's clothes and appearances, they were probably the disciples of the small sect near the East China Sea, but he didn't expect to be so domineering, his face did not change, and he arched his hand and said: "I don't know which one of the two Daoists is the master?"
Name?
” Before he could pay attention to his words, the young man stepped forward and replied proudly: "So that you can know that I am Liu Yue, a genius disciple of the Taishan Sword Sect, this is my senior brother Wang Shang, if you know each other and have heard of the prestige of my Taishan Sword Sect, you should leave early, lest we have to spend a lot of time." ” "Tarzan Sword Sect?"
Feng Zikang thought about it for a while, but he didn't remember that he had heard the name of this sword sect mentioned by his master.
Today's cultivation is prosperous, when Taizu was in power, someone once organized a census, saying that there are as many as 3,600 sects in the world, among which the three religions and nine streams are naturally respected, and then there are seventy-two doors, eight hundred middle doors, and countless lower doors.
Taishan Sword Sect, anyway, it is definitely not in the door, I don't know if it is the middle door or the lower door.
Liu Yue saw him with a puzzled look on his face, and scoffed, "Hmph!
Even our Taishan Sword Sect didn't know, and we didn't know what the lower disciples were, and we dared to take on the task of killing the giant beast, and we weren't afraid of flashing our waists!
Hurry back and practice for a few more years, so as not to cry your nose!
” The little fox was furious, it saw Liu Yue's fierce attitude, and pounced without hesitation, biting the head of his shaking finger, this skill was practiced by the boring Huo Zhongguang in the past few days, even if Huo Zhongguang came and went like a ghost like a blood shadow, it was inevitable that he would be bitten once or twice.
However, Huo Zhongguang is a shadow, and it doesn't hurt to bite it, this Liu Yue is a living person, this bite goes down viciously, although its small teeth have not yet grown, but the flesh and blood of the bite are blurred, and the bones are visible.
"Ouch!"
Liu Yue exclaimed in pain and hurriedly withdrew his hand.
When he saw that the bones on his index finger were exposed, he was so frightened that he cried out.
The person who was most afraid was the head of the fishing village, he knew that this Liu Yue was hot-tempered, proud, and difficult to deal with, unlike Feng Zikang, who still had a bit of human touch, so he quickly kowtowed and apologized.
"Immortal Liu!
Are you alright?
Do you want to let the little old man go to get you medicine, this "This is an unintentional mistake, don't be angry!"
” "Not angry?"
Wang Shang was furious, took out the wound medicine from his arms, and put it on Liu Yue, this Liu Yue seemed to be pampered and had not suffered anything, such a small injury, he was also crying and crying, angry.
Wang Shang's face was gloomy, and he turned to look at Feng Zikang, "Which sect and sect are you a disciple?"
Dare to raise a monster and hurt my master's beloved son?
If you don't give me an explanation today, I'm going to have to find your elders to theorize."
"Oh?"
Feng Zikang slowly rubbed the little fox who was furnished because of anger, and asked indifferently, "What kind of explanation do you want?"
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” Wang Shang's eyes lit up, and he stared at the little fox in Feng Zikang's arms with good intentions, "This is the first, of course, to hand over this demon beast to us; Second, my junior brother's hand was injured, and I wasted several precious pills, not too much, you can compensate me for ten spirit stones, and that's it; Third, you get out of here, and you don't want to be here!
” He saw that Feng Zikang was dressed casually and was young, thinking that he was a disciple of the lower sect, so of course he wanted to bully him arbitrarily.
This fox looks quite extraordinary, and it was unexpectedly able to bite his junior brother's finger, maybe it is really a demon beast, whether it is or not, let's get it first.
As for the ten spirit stones, he felt in his heart that it was already a sky-high asking price, after all, even if their Taishan Sword Sect was ranked in the middle gate, a core disciple like him could only get a few spirit stones a month, thinking that Feng Zikang was just a lower disciple, where could he get so many spirit stones?
The third condition is what they originally requested.
Liu Yue is the beloved son of the head of the Taishan Sword Sect, he has just succeeded in inducing qi this year, and he has been cultivating for half a year, and he actually entered the second floor by chance, which is the second fastest cultivation speed of the Taishan Sect in three hundred years.
His own heart is also high, just the second layer of qi induction, he is about to complete the task of good deeds, the head of the sect has chosen thousands of choices, and helped him pick this task of killing the giant beast, although the difficulty is high, the grip is not big, and it is close to the sect, and he can support at any time.
Who knew that Liu Yue was a silver-like hidden spearhead, he came to the small fishing village with a big grin, put on a master's appearance, and waited for a few days to fool around, and when the giant beast appeared, he saw such a huge and terrifying monster, he actually just split a sword and coaxed, abandoned the sword and fled, causing innocent victims to the residents of the small fishing village.
He hid outside for a few days, embarrassed to go home to see his father, after all, he has always been known as the first day of the Taishan Sword Sect, so it would be embarrassing to go back, so he wandered at the foot of Mount Tai all day, and finally met this senior brother Wang Shang and pulled him to help.
Wang Shang is a person, "the moon is thin."
But the little junior disciples are the favorites of the head.
Maybe you'll find out later...
The position of the shy factory door has to be handed over to him, and at this moment, of course, he is deliberately greeting and agreeing.
In his opinion, the giant beasts, of course, are not a problem, who knew that when they went back to the small fishing village, they would find that there were disciples of the Xiuzhen Sect to complete the task.
The village chief is a mortal, so naturally he can't tell the origin of Feng Zikang, Wang Shang and Liu Yue sit in the well and watch the sky, judging people by their appearance, and naturally they also feel that the other party is not enough, so they threaten and coerce him to retreat quickly.
Feng Zikang smiled slightly, and lifted the little fox's neck up, "You just want it?"
The little fox waved its paws wildly, protesting desperately, looking at Feng Zikang with tears in his eyes, signaling that he never wanted to be sent away.
"This kind of demon beast, naturally it must be handed over to us for safekeeping, let me hand it over to the master, you are a low-level monk, it is inevitable that you will be injured by it" Wang Shang said it in a high-sounding manner, but Liu Yuening on the side settled down, but he was indignant.
"What kind of dog thing, dare to bite the master?
Senior brother, take it and record the skin and put it in the pot, master, I want to taste what this fox hot pot tastes like!
” Wang Shang frowned, but he didn't care about this little demon beast, since the junior brother spoke, he had to change his words, "Did you hear it, little friend, this demon beast is very good, we will help you in addition to it, it is also to avoid future troubles, which is very beneficial!"
” He turned his face like a book, and what he had just said was like a fart, but he didn't care at all.
Feng Zikang smiled slightly, deliberately showing embarrassment, "Two senior brothers, my fox is a gift from the elders in the sect, and it can't be given to people easily, do you think this is good, I will pay you dozens of more spirit stones in exchange for one life?"
” When the little fox heard that he valued his life, he was very happy that the little tail swept around and rubbed on his cheek, and Feng Zikang took him back into his arms to stop it from moving.
"How many, dozens of spirit stones?"
Wang Sheng took a breath of cool air, glanced at Liu Yue and the two, and had a plan in his heart, what he met today was a newcomer fat sheep!
The two brothers have a tacit understanding, just a glance to make eye contact, Wang Shang deliberately held his chin, stroked his beard, frowned, and said: "This demon beast is very handy, it's not appropriate for you to take it with you" But if you are willing to take more spirit stones out, we can help you think of a way!
” "I have the spirit stone!"
Feng Zikang looked grateful, and pretended to reach into his arms, but in fact, he took out a handful of spirit stones from the storage bag, put them in his hands, and scorched them.
The old village chief next to him was stunned, he was a poor villager, where had he ever seen such a dazzling sadness, this young man was actually a handful, a man among the gods, but he really couldn't go!
Feng Zikang didn't expect that because he was rich, he would be respected by mortals, he only paid attention to the reactions of Wang Sheng and Liu Yue, only to see the two of them stretch their necks, their eyes widen, and staring directly at the spirit stone in Feng Zikang's hand.
"Good, good look!"
Where is the spirit stone they see inside on weekdays with such a look and light!
This is the huge difference between the three sects and the nine-rate cultivation sect and the ordinary scattered cultivation sect in terms of resource possession.
In the land of the Central Plains, the three sects and nine streams are respected, and all the magic weapons and gods are all attributed to these three sects and nine streams, and those high-grade spirit stones are naturally occupied by them, and they are not very valued, because after all, they are only used to assist in cultivation and shopping, and the things that can be bought in the low-level fang market of Feiyun Mirage are often inferior to the inside of the sect, so the value of the spirit stones is also general.
But among the remaining 3,600 sects, seventy-two are better, after all, they have their own blessed land and their own resources; The middle gate and the lower gate are much more difficult, not to mention the magic weapons of various benefits, even if it is a spirit stone, for them, it is a scarce resource that cannot afford to go.
And the spirit stones that they can get in their hands have either turned several hands and lost their aura, or they themselves are relatively poor.
Now Feng Zikang has these in his hands, he is full of energy, and his appearance is good, not to mention these two people, even if he is the head of the Taishan Sword Sect for two or three hundred years in his life, he has never seen a few.
These two people were dizzy, and they couldn't understand what was the origin behind the person who could have such a spirit stone, and the greed in their hearts was surging and uncontrollable.
"Uh, this fishy and low-level brother, who is your surname, and which sect is your disciple?"
” Finally, Wang Shang is still a little sober, and if he wants to rob the road with a stick, he must at least figure out who the other party is.
But at this time, how could Feng Zikang still tell him the truth.
"Under the surname Feng, the name is Zikang, and the home is Donghai Sanxiu" "Loose cultivation?
□ Shang and Liu Yue glanced at each other again, and their mouths were about to open with a smile.
Scattered cultivation is the lowest level of existence in the cultivation world.
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Of course, there are geniuses in this world, and naturally there are incomparably powerful scattered cultivators, but on the whole, compared to organized and powerful sects, the amount of scattered cultivation is like a drop in the ocean, which is really too weak.
This rich young man is actually a disciple of loose cultivation.
Wang Shang and Liu Yue smiled like foxes, and in their eyes, Feng Zikang seemed to have become a golden moving spirit stone bag.
"There are a lot of spirit stones, but if you want to keep this demon beast and compensate for my junior brother's injury, you have to at least "thirty" No, fifty spirit stones are enough, can you have them with you?
” Feng Zikang nodded, took out fifty spirit stones from the storage bag, and handed them to Wang Shang.
Wang Shang saw that he was understated, and took out fifty spirit stones, and even his eyes turned green, "This" this fishy and low-level brother, you, "Do you have some treasures on your body, and you carry so many spirit stones with you?"
” Feng Zikang nodded dumbfoundedly again, took out the storage bag that had been bitten by the rat from the White Bone Divine Monarch from his arms, held it in his hand, and skillfully concealed the hole.
"This is a storage bag given by Master," The color of Wang Sheng and Liu Yue's eyes has changed several times in a few moments, and now they are completely congested and have become red.
Storage pouches!
This kind of good thing, there are only three in the entire Taishan Sword Sect!
This teenager actually carried it casually!
I don't know how to cherish at all!
He casually took out fifty spirit stones, and how many of them were in the storage bag embroidered with gold wire?
In addition, will there be supernatural powers?
Magic weapon?
The two of them only felt that their words were dry, and the center of their chests was pounding.
If you don't take it, you will be blamed for it!
Wang Shang and Liu Yue glanced at each other for the third time, and they couldn't agree with each other in their hearts.