"Oh? It turns out he is an expert in planting. How disrespectful!"
A trace of surprise flashed through Mr. Qian's turbid eyes, and he waved his hand: "Since we are all experts, I will speak frankly. There are two spiritual seeds in this pavilion, one is red jade rice, and the other is emerald green." Hey, what do you want, little brother? How about the red jade rice? It’s just that the rice varieties are limited, so you can’t buy more... "
In fact, most of those who come to buy spiritual seeds buy red jade rice.
After all, even if rice cannot be grown, it can be eaten directly to replenish vitality.
This practice of selling sheep's heads and selling dog meat has always been the main source of revenue from Sihai Pavilion's spiritual species.
However, Fang Yuan really has no interest in red jade rice. After all, he already has enough seeds left at home.
"I wonder what the emerald green grass does?"
He spoke immediately.
"Huh? Don't want rice?"
Mr. Qian was startled and immediately replied: "The green grass and red jade rice are the lowest spiritual plants, but many vegetarian spiritual beasts seem to like to eat them, and they can also improve the soil..."
In fact, people came to him with the idea of trading red jade rice on a large scale, and they could actually get a small share. They didn't know the source of the money, they just tacitly understood it.
"Then let's get some emerald green grass seeds!"
Although he was a little dissatisfied, Fang Yuan was still not ready to let it go.
But the image of a fox-sable with a wrinkled face and swallowing grass appeared in his mind. For some reason, his face couldn't help but smile.
"What? You want grass seeds? You don't want spiritual rice?"
Shopkeeper Qian Fusheng was very surprised, but he still said with integrity: "Emerald and green grass seeds, one grain is worth one tael of gold, and you are a good boy. If a customer orders more than fifty grains at a time, you can get a discount!"
“This price…”
Fang Yuan's face twitched, and for the first time he felt that he was really a poor man.
"Spiritual seeds and other things are all operated by aristocratic families. I am a poor boy with a shallow foundation. I really can't afford it..."
As he took out the gold to pay the bill, he sighed in his heart: "Even though the emerald green grass and the red jade rice are the lowest spiritual objects, I am still very eye-catching. I must change my appearance next time..."
It was precisely because of this that he did not bring any spiritual objects to ask for exchange.
A few dozen taels of gold, given Sihai Pavilion's wealth, wouldn't make much sense, but what if it's a thousand taels or ten thousand taels
There is no absolute fairness in the world, only whether you can afford to pay the price!
"Okay, these are the emerald grass seeds. Please keep them, guests!"
After counting the gold, Qian Fusheng moved quickly and brought out a rosewood box. The wooden box was exquisitely carved and had a faint fragrance on it. It was obviously not ordinary.
"This spiritual grass seed is in conflict with the element of gold. Guests must remember not to let it come into contact with anything of a metallic nature..."
Qian Fusheng warned carefully and opened the wooden box. Inside, there were green grass seeds full of vitality, and a layer of green seemed to flash across the surface.
"very good!"
Fang Yuan put away the wooden box, and when saying goodbye, he seemed to ask casually: "Is there really no other spiritual place in the entire Qinghe County? I am still quite interested in the birth and formation of this kind of supernatural place. For those who are interested, does the shopkeeper know the origin?"
"this… "
Qian Fusheng's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately shook his head firmly: "The spirit and the earth are determined by heaven and earth. They are created by nature. It depends on luck and fate. Even this old man doesn't know the secret!"
"I see!"
Fang Yuan strode out of the room: "Then I'll take my leave first!"
After he left, Qian Fusheng walked around for a few steps with a strange look on his face: "Mistress!"
"It's from the shopkeeper!"
Inside the house, a screen with green mountains and green water automatically retreated, revealing a passage, and a figure emerged from inside.
"Report it to the sect!"
Qian Fusheng sighed.
"It's just a small transaction of spiritual herbs. Is it considered important intelligence information?"
The mistress said obviously in shock.
"Dozens of spiritual grass seeds are naturally nothing, but this person finally asked for information about the spiritual land. I really have to be more cautious and send another person to keep an eye on him!"
"You, the shopkeeper, are quite dedicated!"
At this time, another figure emerged from the secret passage. He was a slender young man wearing a green shirt. He wore a piece of cat's eye green on his head, his skin was as crystal clear as jade, and his whole person was extremely radiant.
He was shaking the folding fan at this time: "The inside of the sect is full of smoke and is quite depressing, but it is interesting outside. Even when we go out to escort supplies, we can encounter this problem."
"It turns out to be Young Master Qing!"
Qian Fusheng and his mistress immediately bowed and saluted, their expressions extremely humble.
"I will follow this person personally. Just do whatever you are supposed to do!"
The young master Qing stared at the direction Fang Yuan left. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and there was a hint of narrowing in his eyes.
"As you command!"
Qian Fusheng and the mistress looked at each other with helplessness on their faces.
…
"Um?"
After walking out of Sihai Pavilion, Fang Yuan visited a few more shops and frowned inadvertently.
The combination of the two martial arts made his inner energy the best among the fifth-level warriors. Coupled with the divine energy that was superior to ordinary people, he was able to keenly grasp a small tail behind him.
"Is there someone following you? Are you trying to get away with it? Just for a few spiritual grass seeds? Impossible!"
He rejected this speculation in his heart, and immediately had the answer: "It seems that I directly inquired about Lingdi's news, which is a bit taboo... After all, at this time, in the entire Qinghe County, only a small part of the Guiling Sect has a small presence... "
No matter how mature his mind is, Fang Yuan has lived in the mountains for a long time, and he has made some mistakes for a while.
"It's just... Is the Sihai Pavilion's background so powerful? Just to keep tabs on it, a little expert with four or five levels is sent out?"
This kind of warrior was not a popular commodity, which surprised Fang Yuan.
Thinking of this, he turned around, entered an alley, and disappeared quickly.
"Um?"
Not long after, the green shirt flashed, and the young master also came to the alley: "Did you find it?"
He was a very skilled man and bold, but he didn't dodge and chased after him directly.
The alley is very short and reaches the end in no time, but it is a dead end.
"Thief, eat my claws!"
Whoosh!
The sound of clothes breaking through the air came from behind, followed by a loud shout.
Naturally, Fang Yuan would not have a good look on those who had evil intentions and was ready to send them away directly.
"Haha... Idiot, how could you reveal your location before a sneak attack!"
Mr. Qing chuckled lightly, and the folding fans in his hands suddenly merged together, and he turned a little behind him without looking at it: "Flying Swallow Pierces the Clouds Strike!"
laugh!
Even an ordinary folding fan, in His hand, was like a real sharp blade, piercing the air, making a hissing sound, and disappeared into a black shadow.
puff!
A big hole was opened in the black shadow without any hindrance, but the unpleasant feeling of wrong power suddenly appeared in Young Master Qing's mind.
"not good!"
He retreated almost subconsciously, protecting his whole body with the folding fan in his hand.
However, one step is wrong and every step is wrong.
The previous missed attack had already caused him to lose the initiative!
Tsk!
The sharp claws pierced the air, and the opponent's attack appeared in front of him almost instantly. The strong wind hit his face, and it was extremely sharp and cruel.
"good!"
Faced with this, Mr. Qing's face was not surprised but overjoyed. His feet were like walking on lotus steps. He quickly retreated a few feet and opened the distance at once: "Good Eagle Claw, even though it is colder than Yu Qiu, it is only a little less warm." That’s all! Whose disciple are you?”
Anyone with such martial arts must be a child of a famous family.
"However, your skills are still very low, you are only on the fourth level of the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt, right? I am a master who has passed five levels!"
Young Master Qing puffed up his chest and announced with a bit of arrogance.
"idiot!"
Fang Yuan looked into his eyes, but they were full of pity and contempt.
A guy who leaks his trump card to the enemy as soon as the war starts is either extremely confident or a fool.
Unfortunately, the other party belongs to the latter type!
"The master of the fifth level, without using the Black Sand Palm, is a little difficult to win, but it is just a difficulty!"
Fang Yuan looked at the proficiency of the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly roared, stepped forward, grabbed out with both hands, and the wind from his claws broke through the air in a continuous stream.
"Wait a minute!"
While dismantling it, Mr. Qing was secretly anxious: "There is a misunderstanding in this!"
What a pity, he just wanted to set up a surveillance and tracking, how could it develop into a life and death struggle without realizing it
And the kid across from him actually had this kind of temperament that "if he disagrees with her, blood will be splashed all over the place", which was something he never expected.
"Fortunately... my inner breath is much deeper than his. He attacks with such fierce force that he cannot last long. When he is exhausted, I can..."
However, the young master Qing's thoughts had just turned around when he suddenly felt that the offensive from the opposite side had become much more violent!
"Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt—Fifth Floor! How is that possible?"
When warriors compete, there is a world of difference, let alone a sudden doubling of strength
As soon as Mr. Qing screamed, his defense was broken by Zhaofeng. His body flew high and fell heavily onto the wall.
"you… "
His face turned pale and a small mouthful of blood spurted out: "You can't kill me..."
"Why?"
Fang Yuan stepped forward and loosened his crown at will, revealing a waterfall of hair: "Just because you are... a woman?"
"Did you notice?"
Young Master Qing screamed, and his voice became clearer and sharper.
"Such a lame disguise, only a blind man can't see it!"
Fang Yuan was immediately speechless: "Who are you? Why are you following me? What does Sihai Pavilion have to do with you?"
"snort!"
For some reason, after the young master's identity was revealed, he felt confident again and gritted his teeth without saying a word.
"oh?"
Fang Yuan scratched his fingers, his joints crackling, and stepped forward with a wicked smile: "Girl, I advise you to be more sensible, otherwise... don't think that I can't deal with women!"
His appearance made Mr. Qing feel a little scared and he was about to burst into tears.