"my darling… "
I didn't expect the shopkeeper's reaction to be so big. The dignified and experienced old shopkeeper accidentally threw all the treasures on the ground, but it also shocked Fang Xing and Da Jinwu, and the old shopkeeper was almost scared and didn't carry it back. Fortunately, Fang Xing picked it up and saw that there was nothing wrong with the bronze lamp. After all, it was also an immortal treasure of Fuyao Palace, but it could not be damaged so easily. But looking back at the shopkeeper, Fang Xing was startled. Kneeling directly on the ground, kowtowing to Fang Xing like pounding garlic...
"Son of God... Grandpa... Little Ancestor, please spare me..."
The shopkeeper cried with tears all over his face: "You give us this hot thing, isn't that a disaster for us..."
"You are the one who dares to sell anything!"
Fang Xing was very speechless, holding the bronze lamp and said to the shopkeeper.
"Then what's the share, little ancestor, the things from Fuyao Palace, are those things that ordinary people dare to sell?"
The old shopkeeper was speechless, wishing he could slap himself twice, why did he tell him these things just now!
"This thing is valuable, I promise you 40% interest, you can earn a lot..."
Fang Xing was full of sincerity, and launched a lure.
The old shopkeeper almost burst into tears: "Then there must be life flowers..."
"If you don't dare to sell items from Fuyao Palace, that means you dare to offend our brothers?"
Seeing the old shopkeeper's appearance, he couldn't be persuaded anymore, and Da Jinwu directly put on a black face, threateningly.
The old shopkeeper was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly, but didn't even say a word.
"It's fine if you don't accept this deal, but you have to lend me Dizhenxuan's place and contacts, hehe, anyway, if you want to sell, you have to let the rumors out first, you get up first, no matter how many times you kowtow, Anyway, I'm going to settle this matter, even if you don't agree, I'll have to hire someone to spread the word and let them all come to you, even if you don't agree, it's impossible to get rid of it!"
Fang Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly issued a death order.
The shopkeeper was really speechless, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Son of God, wait a moment!"
After saying that, he turned around and went out the door, took out the jade talisman, but went to discuss with the big boss behind the Dizhen Pavilion.
After a while, he came back again, and there were four or five old men dressed in the same clothes as him, all of them looked dignified, but the old shopkeeper took a step forward, and walked towards President Fang. With a long bow, he said: "Son of God, we have already discussed it just now, since the Son of God wants to borrow the place of our Emperor Zhenxuan, I dare not refuse. After asking Mr. Da, we have decided to take over the matter. , everything will be handled according to the usual procedures, which will definitely reassure you, but we have one condition... "
Di Zhenxuan actually changed his mind, but Fang Xing was slightly taken aback, and then said with a smile: "Whatever the condition, just say it!"
The shopkeepers looked at each other, and one of them let out a long breath, and said in a deep voice, "Don't charge money!"
Another person added a more serious sentence: "Everything is free, and I hope the Son of God will make it happen!"
And this good thing
Fang Xing and Da Jinwu looked at each other, both feeling a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he understood Di Zhenxuan's intentions. His current status was no small matter, and he was determined to use their place to do this matter. They didn't dare to refuse, but the name of Fuyao Palace was too famous and too scary, they didn't dare to take any risk, so they simply refused all their interest, which showed that Di Zhenxuan was not involved in this matter. It will be really troublesome to obtain any profit at that time, and you can frankly say that you are being forced.
And what makes the big boss behind them even more excited is that auctioning this rare treasure of Fuyao Palace is really good for Di Zhenxuan's reputation, not to mention the Shenzhou Central Region, I am afraid that this reputation will spread throughout the whole world. There is no problem in Tianyuan Continent...
"Well, since you are so sincere, then I won't give you any money!"
Fang Xing's goal has been achieved, he smiled lowly, and said nothing more.
The news that the Shenzi of the Yuan family was going to auction the Qingyue Lantern, one of the three rare treasures of the Fuyao Palace, was promoted by the Duobao Emperor Zhenxuan, and soon spread throughout the entire central region of Shenzhou, and then spread at an unimaginable speed. Throughout the entire Shenzhou, looking at this trend, it is only a matter of time before it spreads throughout the entire Tianyuan. After all, this matter is too explosive. The auction of the strange treasures of Fuyao Palace, is this going to be an enemy of Fuyao Palace
All the disasters that Fang Xing caused before were added up ten times, and they were not as serious as this one!
After all, if Fuyao Palace's rare treasures were auctioned in such a grand manner, Fuyao Palace would not be able to handle it in a low-key manner.
Fuyao Palace, dominating both the Central and Western Regions, inherited part of the traditions of the ancient Yaochi, and controlled the first fairy fruit in China, the Pantao Forest. Orthodoxy is not an exaggeration, and the Yaochi Fairy Fair held every thousand years has become one of the biggest events in the spiritual circle of China. The control and distribution of flat peaches has made Fuyao Palace a special existence. He seemed to have an invisible authority, no matter how high his cultivation level was, no one would dare to offend him.
However, Fang Xing's identity is not bad today. The bold plan in Moyuan transformed him into the only key to unlock the fortune of the mysterious coffin of Baiduan Mountain. The Yuan family and the Beiming clan even announced to the world that He was named the Son of God of the Second Race, and because of the good fortune of Baiduan Mountain, all the Taoists in China tolerated him, doted on him, and flattered him, making him have an aura that surpassed the Son of God of all races.
If there is one person in the world who is qualified to challenge Fuyao Palace, it is the current Fang Xing.
And if there is any orthodox system in the world that can ignore the halo on Fang Xing's head now, it is Fuyao Palace...
The two parties fought each other, and the result is really unpredictable.
All of a sudden, the whole of Shenzhou became lively. I don’t know how many people who have been provoked and bullied by Fang Xing are secretly looking forward to it. This little devil finally killed himself and confronted Fuyao Palace. I really hope he can Take a tumble so you can let yourself out...
"Oh, my little ancestor, how dare you auction off the Qingyue Lantern? When I asked a few days ago, didn't you say that you were going to return this rare treasure to Fuyao Palace? Listen to the advice of the old slave, hurry up Let the wind out to clarify this matter, or wait for Fuyao Palace to respond, this matter will be settled, and you will never be able to pay it back, this old slave will go and arrange this matter for you... "
Director Wen, who had been hiding from Fang Xing, finally came out, rushing over like burning his butt.
"Arrange a fart, I need money for my son, what's the matter with the auction for some tattered pieces?"
Fang Xing grabbed Manager Wen and said with disdain.
"That is a rare treasure of Fuyao Palace, how can it be called tattered..."
Director Wen was about to cry, and almost knelt down to beg for help. He said again and again: "Also, little ancestor, if you need money, just tell the old slave. Why sell this item? Didn't you just buy it a few days ago? I took ten thousand taels of elves for you..."
Fang Xingdao: "I originally asked for 100,000 taels, but you only gave me 10,000 taels, of course I don't have enough!"
"What are you going to do? It costs one hundred thousand taels..."
Manager Wen didn't know what to say anymore, so he stomped his feet cruelly and said, "Forget it, forget it, I'm going to discuss with the Patriarch, how about getting one hundred thousand taels of elves for you? My little ancestor, I just ask you to agree to this old slave." One thing, please send a message to clarify... "
"Are you the kind of person who has no backbone?"
Fang Xing's eyes widened: "A few days ago I asked you for one hundred thousand taels, but you were only willing to give me ten thousand taels as a beggar? Give it to me now, and I don't want it anyway. Anyway, the strange treasures of Fuyao Palace are probably worth it. It is also worth two dollars, enough for me to spend a while... "
"As long as you still have the backbone, I have never seen a more rascal than you..."
Manager Wen had already scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, and said with a mournful face: "This is a catastrophe!"
Fang Xing sneered: "You are afraid of getting into trouble, so you can leave me alone!"
That's all, he walked away, obviously making up his mind.
Manager Wen didn't know what to do at all, so he hurried back to ask the Patriarch for instructions. For the Yuan family, Fuyao Palace has always been one of the strongest allies. Although it is difficult to distinguish between the two sides, But no matter what, it would be a great loss for the Yuan family to offend Fuyao Palace, but this little beggar is nominally the son of the Yuan family, and for the good fortune of Baiduan Mountain, it is impossible for the Yuan family to really let him go. Such a bad move really caused the Yuan family to be roasted on a volcano!
On the other hand, Fang Xing found a restaurant in Duobaoguo, and had a drink with the Great Golden Crow, with a well-thought-out plan.
Ever since he left Moyuan, he had a bold plan in his heart, and now it is only realized step by step.
I thought that Manager Wen would come here to attract the head of the Yuan family who had been pretending to be a ghost and didn't come out to see him for more than a month, but he didn't expect that after two or three hours, Manager Wen came back, but behind him The one who followed was not Yuan Lingxiao, the Patriarch of the Yuan family, but a jade chariot with awe-inspiring aura. The jade chariot was flying in the air, and it was covered with exquisite and mysterious patterns. Hercules flew to lead the way, and twelve other beautifully dressed and dexterous little maidservants stood by.
But on the left side of the sedan chair, an old woman in colorful clothes followed slowly, her expression was indifferent and she was very proud.
But when he saw the old woman, Fang Xing's eyes suddenly exploded with anger, he gritted his teeth, and his expression was extremely cold.
"Grandma Qian, the god son of our clan is in the city below, just wait for me to call him..."
The jade chariot flew over the city and stopped, while the manager Wen was very polite, ready to come down and invite Fang Xing to come.
"No need, I'll go with you!"
The old woman smiled slightly after hearing this, and said: "I haven't seen you for so many years, but I also want to go and see. Is that little monkey who was just a thought and never patted into a pulp by my palm really real now?" What a great big man he has become!"