Seven days later, the appointed time came.
Fang Xing went to Hua Qianzhi again pretending to be a little boy, and took back the "Stone Essence". Hua Qianzhi was still thinking about the remaining 20 spirit stones, but Fang Xing told him that Shi Jingsan would Take it back for inspection, if there is 70% similarity, there will be the remaining 20 spirit stones for him, if it is too easy for others to see through, forget about the spirit stones, and wait for everyone to be interrogated by the Taoist sect together!
Hua Qianzhi was taken aback by these words, and he pushed Fang Xing back to the door on the spot, and went back to the room to tidy up before taking it back.
After leaving the Black Rock Valley, Fang Xing took a closer look, but saw that it was a bag of yellowish earth-like grains, weighing half a catty, exuding dense aura.
He hastily covered the bag, instead of opening it outside, he was going back to the wooden house to study it carefully.
"I don't know if this Yin-Yang god and demon can identify this fake thing?" Fang Xing was still pondering.
But most of the time it won't work. After all, the Yin-Yang God's Magic Mirror is just a thing similar to a magic weapon, without its own vitality. It can tell the truth from the fake, but it may not be able to tell how much similar it is.
When I got back to the wooden house, I saw nothing.
In the view of Yin Yang Shen Mo Jian, this is just a pile of ordinary rock spirits soaked in spiritual liquid, which is extremely simple.
Of course, the Yin-Yang Shenmojian can only see its raw materials, but it is not so simple when it is actually made. Hua Qianzhi also used many other methods to make this ordinary rock spirit look like it has no matter the texture, color or smell. Even the taste with the mouth is very similar to the real product, but these ordinary methods cannot be identified by the Yin-Yang Gods and Demons.
"Since this fellow dares to take it out, it means that he is still a little sure, so I'll take a risk!"
In fact, Fang Xing had never seen the real Shi Jingsan, but he decided to take a risk.
After all, as the uncle said, how can there be so many perfect advantages in the world waiting to be taken
Since you want to eat this bowl of rice, you have to put your head on your trouser waist!
With this in mind, Fang Xing prepared for another two days, bringing the dagger, snuff pot, Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword, and even the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Nail" he had used once, and went through the plan in his little head. After making sure that he has done his best, if there is anything else, it can only depend on his own adaptability and God's will, so he puts on the Wanluo Ghost Mask costume.
The risk this time is not insignificant. After all, this guy Hou Qing has a high level of cultivation and a sharp hand, and he doesn't look like a fool in any way.
Fang Xing can only hope that Hou Qing has never seen Shi Jingsan many times, so his ability to distinguish will naturally be lower.
This speculation should be correct. If Hou Qingzhen could see Shi Jingsan from time to time, he probably wouldn't have such a headache for this thing.
When it was Haishi, Fang Xing, who had already disguised himself as another person, slipped out of the valley and rushed straight to the agreed place.
Tonight there is only a crescent moon in the sky, which is not bright. Fortunately, Fang Xing has passed the second level of cultivation. Although he can't see things in the dark like daytime, his vision is much better, and he can clearly see the appearance of people ten feet away.
Fang Xing was more satisfied with the light, after all, the darker it was, the less likely Hou Qing would find out that Shi Jingsan was fake.
Under the night, a slender figure flew up the mountain, flickering among the tree shadows, like a monkey or a raccoon, with the momentum like lightning.
Not long after, I came to the top of the mountain, but I saw that there was no one on the top of the mountain, and there was no sound around.
Fang Xing slapped his hands together, "Pa Pa Pa Pa" three palms, and then listened attentively.
"Brother is half an hour late, let me wait!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind, Fang Xing hurriedly turned around to see that it was Hou Qing who was covering his face with a white scarf.
"I asked you to come over during Haishi, but I didn't say I would come over during Haishi too!"
Fang Xing smiled coldly, and stretched out his palm: "Where is the demon spirit pill?"
Hou Qing asked coldly: "Where is Shi Jing San?"
Fang Xing smiled, took out a small cloth bag from his bosom, twisted it in his hand, and said, "You damn best don't play tricks, for this thing, I can be said to be walking on thin ice, almost being discovered by that bitch !"
He slapped his tongue and said it very realistically.
He knew at a very young age that when telling a lie, the more detailed the better, the more detailed the easier it is for others to believe. Of course, if the other party understands something, the rougher the better, because the more detailed, the easier it is for others to believe. The easier it is for the other party to find flaws.
Hou Qing was short of breath, and said in a deep voice, "Bring it here and show it to me!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward and reached out to pick it up.
Fang Xing suddenly took a step back, and said with a sneer, "I can't trust you, you bring the demon spirit pill first!"
Hou Qing stood still, shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Together!"
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Alright!"
The two held the small cloth bags and handed them to each other with their left hands.
The reason why the left hand is used is because the right hand is more flexible and can prevent some emergencies from happening.
"Whoosh..."
After touching the opponent's cloth bag with his fingers, he quickly retracted, and at the same time the cloth bag in his left hand was taken away by the opponent.
Both of them moved at the same time, and quickly opened the cloth bag to check. Fang Xing looked at a small porcelain bottle and a small pile of red spirit stones in the cloth bag. Leaving aside, Xiang Hou Qing looked over and found that he was also checking the Shi Jing San in the bag, and at the same time, his eyes drifted towards Fang Xing, and there seemed to be some flickering in his eyes...
Fang Xing's heart moved, and he felt that something was wrong.
This kind of gaze is too similar to his own, it is obviously a manifestation of a ghost in his heart...
Naturally, there is a ghost in my heart, because Shi Jing San is fake, so why is Hou Qing's eyes twinkling
He reacted very quickly, and immediately thought of a possibility. He reached out and took out the small porcelain bottle, unplugged it, and observed it carefully. His face suddenly changed, and he became furious, and dropped the porcelain bottle to the ground with a "snap". , glared at Hou Qing bitterly, and shouted: "Bastard, I took a big risk to get you Shi Jing San, and you actually used this crappy thing to fool me?"
But it turned out that with just a glance, Fang had already discovered that this demon spirit pill was not a real demon spirit pill at all, but an auxiliary pill. When refining alchemy, there are some special alchemy formulas. In order to preserve the spiritual power in the alchemy to the greatest extent, all the spiritual power will be refined into a main pill, and at the same time, some secondary pills will appear in the furnace.
Although on the surface, the auxiliary pill and the main pill are the same kind of pill, but the efficacy is not the same.
Strictly speaking, it is not bad for Fudan to call it a "fake pill".
The reason why Fang Xing got angry was that this demon spirit pill was not the one that was promised at the beginning.
That one is rich in spiritual power and has miraculous effects, but this one is very similar in appearance and smell, but its inner spiritual power is quite different.
Hou Qing had already checked the Shijing Powder and found nothing wrong with it, and when Fang Xing got angry, he didn't forget to say that he had taken a great risk to steal the Stone Jing Powder. It didn't seem like a fake, which made him believe that the stone essence powder was genuine, so he felt relieved, stuffed it into his arms, and said with a sneer, "That's also a demon spirit pill, what's the problem?"
"Boy, don't play this trick with me. If you dare to take advantage of me, you must be prepared to pay the price!"
Fang Xing threatened fiercely. He had already hinted to Hou Qing that he was someone above him, so he naturally moved out of the air of the second generation ancestor at this time.
Hou Qing smiled coldly, and said: "So what? I checked when you came up. You only came here alone, and no one followed. Do you still want to use force to keep me? Hmph, Hou I have never been afraid of anyone! As for the subsequent revenge... You treat me as a fool, leaving this mountain, thousands of disciples of the Taoist sect, you can find me whatever you want, haha!"
Thinking to himself that he had taken advantage of it, he gave Fang Xing a cold look, turned around and left.
Hou Qing dared to do this because he was sure that Fang Xing didn't know his identity and he had taken advantage of him, so he couldn't do anything about it. In addition, since the other party stole this stone essence powder, the other party would definitely not accept it. Dare to speak up, otherwise after the incident becomes serious, I will be fine, but after the Taoist investigation, the person who stole the stone essence powder will definitely be unlucky.
In addition, the Yaoling Pill is too important, and he is not willing to give it to others like this, so he decided to take a risk.
Of course, this is also based on his extreme confidence in his own strength, and he is sure that the other party can't do anything to him!
But Fang Xing suddenly became anxious, thinking that I, a real bandit, will be blacked out by this bastard
No, against God!
He must be bluffed!
Thinking of this, Fang Xing blurted out: "Hou Qing, do you really think I don't know your identity?"
Hou Qing, who had already left more than a dozen feet away, was taken aback, and he came back in an instant, with murderous intent in his eyes, and a sword art in his hand, a silver light flew out from the skin around his waist with a whoosh, pointing at Fang Xing : "How do you know my identity?"
Fang Xing's thoughts turned, he was always quick-witted, and he was forced out by those bastards in Ghost Smoke Valley.
At this time, he began to quickly think about the details of his contact with Hou Qing, thinking about countermeasures.