Jinyang City.
The convoy slowly entered the city and stopped in front of a house. The waiters were shouting loudly and carrying supplies, and several bosses were staring at it with piercing eyes.
"Master Fang, are you feeling well?"
As early as a few days ago, Fang Yuan was able to move around, occasionally getting out of the car to observe the local customs, and at this time he became familiar with the owner of the caravan.
The young master of the He family is named He Qing. He has a young mind and a certain character. For his current age, he is very good, but that's all.
"Well, thank you Jun He for your help. I have to say goodbye today. I will pay you back in the future..."
Fang Yuan smiled slightly.
The other party was not a life-saving grace to him, but he meant to help him. Although his purpose was not pure, he still had to repay what he had to do because he did things with deeds and not with his heart in mind.
"Master, are you leaving?"
He Qing was shocked: "But what's wrong with me?"
In the past few days, he had been observing secretly, and suddenly felt that Fang Yuan was an extraordinary person, and Sun Ergou's experience also proved this, so he started to think about it and got close to him secretly.
Fang Yuan was young and mature, he had been a man for several generations, his vision, demeanor and conversation were first-class, which made him admire him unconsciously.
"You can't force the word "fate". Besides, I can't trouble the young master for a long time... This Jinyang City is quite good. I plan to stay for a while. After I settle down, I will come to send a message... Here, I wish the young master success. Come to Sanyangmen!"
"Thank you for your good words!"
He Qing cupped his hands and saw Fang Yuan striding away, but felt a sense of loss in his heart.
"Master?"
A manager came forward: "All the goods have been moved into the warehouse and inspected in good condition. In addition to the several transactions we did in the process, the profit should be 50,000 Yuan Jing. This is the money from the young master's knocking on the door. There are also Gifts for your classmates, teachers, and connections are also ready!"
"Well, that's it!"
He Qing came back to his senses, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "And... where is Sun Ergou?"
"I have respected the young master's order. Break one of his hands. A small punishment but a big warning!"
The chief replied immediately, with a slight trace of cold sweat on his forehead.
According to this person's explanation, Mr. Fang, who was picked up on the way, is most likely a spiritual man, so we must not neglect this.
"And Xiaoju, the salary will be increased one level, and she will be a maid, and she will be paid ten taels per month!"
He Qing let out a long sigh: "Although the other party may not remember it, it is still a line after all... Are you prepared for anything!"
"Young master is wise!"
Master He immediately bowed and admired him very much in his heart.
The He family was established seven generations ago, and their background was not very deep. This time the young master came to ask for the Dream Master, it was considered a desperate move to some extent.
At this time, seeing this young master walking on thin ice, he immediately saw hope.
As long as we can become a Dream Master, our family can definitely leap to the top and fly like a dragon in the sky from now on!
…
"Outside Jinyang City, Sanyang Gate... He Qing and I are quite destined!"
Fang Yuan walked halfway out, with a smile of unknown meaning on his face.
The Sanyang Sect may have a far-reaching reputation in the local area, but in reality it is just a small sect with over a thousand disciples, dozens of martial sects, and five spiritual warriors. The sect leader is a dream master, and his cultivation level should be in the fourth or fifth level of Xusheng. between weights.
Any truly state-level sect or powerful force must have true saints and true essence, or even seventh-level virtual saints, in order to be considered stable.
Of course, the He family had little money, so it was not bad to be able to take advantage of Sanyangmen. This is called preferring to be a chicken head rather than a phoenix tail.
"This He Qing is going to be the direct disciple of the sect master. Otherwise, it would be meaningless to be an outer sect, inner sect, or even a core disciple... He would be wasting his talent as a dream master..."
"It's just that... the master of Sanyang Clan is also a member of our Realm Alliance. Sanyang Clan can be regarded as a peripheral force of the Realm Alliance... I will also be decentralized to the local area. I can take care of it casually, which can also be regarded as a friendship along the way. ! ”
I immediately found an inn to stay in and entered the dream world directly.
"I am overjoyed to know that you are fine! Now I have purchased the Nine Refining Techniques and hidden them in the dream world. You can get them yourself..."
Looking at the nameplate again, it started with a reply from Liu Mengmei and left an address.
After all, she was still a candidate saint of the Holy Lotus Sect, so she had to worry about the influence and could not meet Fang Yuan directly, but she was given a way, which was said to be very safe.
Fang Yuan got the information and didn't take it seriously. He just walked around the street and suddenly turned into a corner.
The buildings in this dream world are all areas divided by world spirits. Contribution points are paid according to time limits. However, this side alley is very remote. When you reach the end, you will see a sealed wall and another in the corner. Black sigil.
"This is the so-called dark store. It is the same in the world of dream masters. It can be seen that the items traded are not through formal channels..."
He casually clicked on the black talisman, and the wall in front of him suddenly sunk, revealing a passage.
This passage is very short. At the end, you see a small shop with no signboard and old door panels, as if it will fall apart in the next moment.
Fang Yuan did not hesitate, strode in and looked at the counter.
This store is like a grocery store, with hundreds of items displayed on the shelves, but there is no indication of their origin or purpose. It all depends on your eyesight.
Fang Yuan glanced at it and stopped at a purple car sealed in a crystal box.
"I have read records about this object. It is called the Purple Blood Chariot. It can fly through the air and escape light very quickly... but it is also quite cruel to refine. It seems that one of the materials requires the blood of seven or forty-nine pregnant women. It is also required that the body must be cultivated and the Qi must be consistent... "
Obviously, what is sold in this shop is either stolen goods or prohibited items.
"Jiejie...another guest is here!"
An old man was lying on the counter, speaking feebly.
He had pale skin and deep wrinkles. He looked to be at least ninety years old. The white hair on his head was sparse, almost like he was dying.
When he saw Fang Yuan come in, his eyes seemed to glow with green light, but he was not very enthusiastic either.
"I'm here to get something!"
Fang Yuan took out the nameplate.
"Oh it's you!"
The breath on it made the dying old man slightly moved, and he lazily got up: "Wait a minute!"
He slowly walked into the back room, and after a while, he came out holding a red box: "This is what your friend kept. The seal is still on it. Take a look for yourself!"
On the surface of the brocade box, there was a red talisman. The aura on it was very familiar to Fang Yuan. It was indeed Liu Mengmei's.
If a third person besides herself and herself wants to open this box, unless a Void Saint of level 7 or above takes action, they will most likely end up dead together.
"As for the reward, your friend has already paid it!"
The dying old man pushed the box forward, then lay down lazily and dozed off.
"Thank you!"
Fang Yuan picked up the box and left without saying a word.
Even though this old man looks very old, as if he is going to die in the next moment, I can deeply feel his Qi, which is simply unfathomable, even higher than that of Hyacinth!
How many simple goods can a black market like this have
Before you grow up, just use its channels, and there is no need to pursue too much else.
…
At this time, I came to the street and looked at the bustling dream masters and various colorful protections. I looked at the mist on my body and couldn't help but smile: "I'm really afraid of death... It's a pity that I am not immune to it!"
He found a corner, his hands glowed with light, and as soon as he tore it apart, the talismans and magic taboos on the brocade box immediately burned.
In the center of the box was a square of fragrant handkerchief embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water. Fang Yuan's spiritual thoughts penetrated in in a specific sequence and immediately obtained a skill.
"The complete version of the Nine Refining Techniques, even with my authority in the Realm Alliance at this time, is difficult to obtain..."
After reading a few words, Fang Yuan couldn't help but nod.
This method is exquisite and exquisite. It can not only expel impurities in Yuanli, but also has the miraculous effect of refining Yuanli.
Of course, it is limited to martial arts energy, and even spiritual warriors, but it still has little effect on the dream master's dream energy.
"I heard that this method has a follow-up, named Chixiao. I will plan it for you..."
Behind the technique, there was a line of small words, which made Fang Yuan sigh: "After all, you are the one who cares about me... The Realm Alliance does not have this kind of treatment... Of course, if the influence of the Baishi Love Tribulation is eliminated, she will not chase me with a knife." Weird thing!"
After memorizing the technique, he immediately destroyed the brocade handkerchief, destroyed the evidence, and came to Jiemeng Mountain again.
"Brother Xian is here!"
Hyacinth's treatment has been significantly improved, and she has a place in the Realm Alliance Palace Group: "Brother, I have helped you implement the last mission, and there is also a spiritual land, let's see how it goes!"
Immediately a ray of golden light was waved out, converging into a blade, with runes condensed on it to form fine small characters, containing a large amount of information.
"Hmm... the governor of Jinyang Fudi?"
When Fang Yuan saw it, his expression changed a little.
Of course, he didn't tell Hyacinth where his true identity was at this time, but he still got a nearby mission. This was called a coincidence.
"You have been appointed by the alliance as the new town governor. You will take over from the old town governor and guard this Futian resource point for a period of... ten years!"
Hyacinth smiled slightly, as if you had taken advantage of her.
"Blessed land?"
Fang Yuan immersed himself in his spiritual thoughts, exhaling a long breath and flashing his eyes: "In other words, in addition to the resources that are regularly delivered every year, I have the final say on the rest, and I also have a thousand acres of private land?"
"Well... you can think so!"
Hyacinth nodded: "After ten years, the income from this thousand acres of spiritual land will still belong to you. You can take care of it yourself, or let the Futian Town Envoy manage it, and the income will be distributed proportionally."
"not bad!"
Fang Yuan nodded: "Get ready to hand over resources!"
To be honest, the Realm Alliance would not cheat him on this point, otherwise the cohesion would really be lost.
Besides, it's not like I don't have other connections. I can definitely ask the Ye family sisters for more details.
"good!"
There was a hint of joy on Hyacinth's face: "After the delivery, you can take office. As long as you don't default on your duties, you can be completely independent..."
"Does this allow me to line my own pockets? Do whatever I want? No wonder it's a fat job!"
Fang Yuan said silently in his heart.
As for the appointment, the golden leaves and one's dream nameplate are the certificates, which completely eliminates a lot of red tape and is very satisfying.