Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Hearing that someone wanted to buy Jinbao, Fang Qingyuan frowned and replied:

"This little bear is my companion animal. Fellow Taoist, please stop joking."

Jinbao stayed in front of the stall, and no one knew that he was interested in him. He also tried hard to attract other monks who were passing by.

Fang Qingyuan brought Jinbao here because he wanted Jinbao to help him attract some business. Not to mention, several orders were closed because female cultivators were attracted by Jinbao.

The monk who asked the price was wearing Confucian robes, looked solemn, and seemed reasonable. When he heard that Fang Qingyuan was not selling, he smiled apologetically and said:

"Oh, I'm just being rude. I thought this little bear was also for sale. In that case, I'll excuse you."

After saying that, the monk turned around and left. After this episode, Fang Qingyuan didn't take it to heart. He continued to stay in front of the stall and continued to attract the next customer.

The open market here on the second floor of Tianyi Building is open day and night. The monks have strong souls and can hold on without sleep for seven or eight days. If you feel tired, you can just meditate and adjust your breath for a while. On the fourth or fifth day.

Since Fang Qingyuan paid the stall fee, he naturally didn't want to waste time going back to rest. He decided to set up the stall for three consecutive days, eat the first wave of bonuses, and then decide whether to go back to rest.

By the third day, Fang Qingyuan had already sold goods worth more than 10,000 spirit stones, and the progress was far beyond his expectation.

However, Fang Qingyuan avoided others every time he made a transaction and did not talk to other nearby stall owners. As for how much he sold, no one else knew.

But even so, Fang Qingyuan decided to take a break and wait for another place to set up a stall next time. He heard that although there were fewer monks on the third floor, they were more generous.

Just as Fang Qingyuan was thinking secretly, he heard another voice in his ear:

"You're a pretty good Tai Chi bear. Give me a price and I'll take it."

Fang Qingyuan looked up and saw two young men approaching. One of them, a monk in his twenties, pointed at Jin Bao and opened his mouth.

The two of them were not very advanced in cultivation, but the Taoist robes they wore were of extraordinary quality at first glance. The Taoist robes had a white background and gold edges, and were embroidered with dense golden patterns. There were at least four or five magic circles engraved on them.

He's not short of money, but it's a pity that you could have ordered other things, so why do you have to ask for gold treasures?

Fang Qingyuan felt sorry for losing the order, and at the same time said:

"Fellow Taoist has misunderstood. This little bear is my companion animal, but it is not for sale."

After saying this, Fang Qingyuan originally thought that these two people would be like the Confucian scholar before, knowing that the gold treasure would not be sold, so they left on their own.

Unexpectedly, even after hearing what Fang Qingyuan said, the young monk among them still said:

"Now that it's on display, there's a price. Don't worry, I won't lose your spiritual stones. Five thousand low-grade spiritual stones should be enough."

Hearing this price, Fang Qingyuan was angry and laughed. Let alone five thousand low-grade spiritual stones, you are worth fifty thousand or five hundred thousand, I won't even consider it.

Jinbao's father is the son of the Transformation God. Is he so worthless?

"Did Fellow Taoist not hear clearly what I just said? I told you that this little bear is my companion animal and is not for sale."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere on the field suddenly fell silent. The monk who had spoken before opened his mouth to say something, but was immediately stopped by another monk behind him.

This monk was about twenty-five or six years old and looked relatively calm. He thought about it and then said sincerely:

"To be honest with you, fellow Taoist, this little Tai Chi bear has been spotted by one of our distinguished guests. We bought it to ask for help. Fellow Taoist, this is a convenience. The price is easy to negotiate. As long as you ask, no matter what the conditions are. In this cliff city, our Jin family can do it for you."

What he said was reasonable and well-founded, and he also pointed out his origin, the Jin family.

As far as Fang Qingyuan knew, there were three major families in Cliff City, among which the Jin family was one of them. Their ancestor was a major cultivator in the late Jindan period and was the most powerful of the three families.

But what about the Jin family? Forced buying and selling cannot be justified.

Fang Qingyuan didn't believe that in this Tianyi Tower, if he didn't want to sell, the other party could still make a move, and even if he made a move, with the addition of gold treasures, he wouldn't be any worse at dealing with the two monks in the middle stage of Qi Refining in front of him.

"I reiterate once again, this little bear is my companion animal. You two fellow Taoists, it's better not to put in any effort."

After hearing Fang Qingyuan's repeated refusal, the young monk who spoke first said:

"You're so ignorant. Five thousand spiritual stones were bought for your little bear. The price is astronomical anywhere. You can take this money and buy three of them. Why bother holding on to it?"

The older monk next to him also said:

"Fellow Taoist, do you know who has taken a fancy to this bear? He is the disciple of Yangmingshan. If you are doing this little bear a favor, why not let it live a better life? It can only make a living by setting up a stall if you follow it. Yangmingshan students have a promising future.”

The two of them sang in harmony, and anyone else would probably recognize them. They could still sell for a high price, and there would be no psychological burden. It can be said that they are a win-win situation.

But Fang Qingyuan doesn't want to accept this trick. If Jinbao is sold, it is estimated that the Nascent Soul beast at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain will immediately fake the corpse after knowing it, and even get up to kill himself.

Seeing that the two of them were still entangled, Fang Qingyuan lost his patience and said directly:

"I am a disciple of Yushou Mountain. Don't you two know the seriousness of asking a disciple of Yushou Mountain to buy his companion beast?"

As soon as Fang Qingyuan said this, the two people's expressions changed. In this world, if you ask to buy a companion beast from a disciple of Yushou Mountain, this is a very taboo thing. The lightest one will give you a beating, and the worst one will fight you directly. , two people must lie down one.

But Fang Qingyuan was easier to talk to and didn't want to cause trouble. He was mainly here to do business and had no time to argue with the two people in front of him.

But after the two people in front of them heard this, they didn't want to leave for a while, but one of them pretended to be reserved and questioned:

"You said you are a disciple of the Beast Controlling Sect, so that's it? I've never seen a Beast Controlling Sect disciple come out to set up a stall, but I've never seen one before. Do you have a certificate? If you show it, we'll leave immediately."

Hey, Fang Qingyuan is also tired. The disciples of the Beast Control Sect came out to set up a stall. Is this beyond everyone's awareness?

Is this the same as the graduates from prestigious schools in northern Qing Dynasty who lived on the streets selling socks for a living?

Fang Qingyuan was not sure about this, but in order to save some trouble, Fang Qingyuan decided to get some evidence and get rid of the person in front of him.

So, Fang Qingyuan took out the token of the inner disciple of the Southern Border Beast Control Sect from his storage bag, and was about to show it to the other party, when a voice sounded from the side:

"You are so brave, you dare to forcefully buy the companion beast of the disciple of Yushou Mountain. This Taoist friend has a temper, but I can't bear it."

As soon as these words came out, the three people present were confused. They looked at a monk aside. They saw that this man was in his twenties, dressed in black clothes, and his face was full of excitement. He said this We need to help Fang Qingyuan come forward.

When Fang Qingyuan saw this person, he only had one thought in his mind, that is, brother, who are you? If you don't look at me, it's almost over. What are you going to do now?

When the three people at the scene were confused, the monk came to Fang Qingyuan and said to Fang Qingyuan:

"Our two families are allies. When I go out, my father tells me that I rely on friends when I go out. I can't see my fellow Taoist being bullied. Don't worry, just leave this matter to me."

After the black-robed monk finished speaking, he made all the gestures to Fang Qingyuan, then turned to the two members of the Jin family and said:

"You just said that you want to buy this Tai Chi bear and give it to whom?"

The Jin family disciple who was a little confused by this person subconsciously said:

"Yangmingshan is a great place for students."

"I'm beating up the Yangmingshan disciples, just in time for you two to catch up. I'll take care of you first, and then I'll go and cause trouble for the Yangmingshan disciples."

After the black-robed monk finished speaking, he mobilized his spiritual power, rubbed his body and threw himself at the two Jin family disciples in front of him. His relationship was close combat.

The next moment, spiritual power burst out and the magic weapon was revealed, accompanied by the screams of pain from the two disciples of the Jin family. This turn of events stunned Fang Qingyuan, who was still holding up his identity token next to him.

So brave? Just do it. In this Tianyi Building, the managers of this building are dead people.

Sure enough, after fighting for only seven or eight breaths, the foundation guard of Tianyi Tower rushed over and released a mesh-like magic weapon to restrain the three of them.

The black-robed monk was wrapped in a magic weapon, with a smile on his face. I don't know what he said to the foundation-building guard. The next moment, the foundation-building monk's expression changed, and he let go of the restraint on this person. He went out with two Jin family disciples.

The black-robed monk straightened his robes, walked to Fang Qingyuan, and said:

"How's it going? Isn't it enjoyable to watch?"

Fang Qingyuan took Jinbao, protected it behind him, and said:

"This fellow Taoist, why are you helping me? Are you a Black Wind Valley disciple?"

In this world, the Beast Control Sect seems to have only one and a half allies, Black Wind Valley counts as one, and Qi Yun Sect counts as half.

The monk in front of him didn't look like the Qiyun sect with Taoist roots, but he looked like the Black Wind Valley sect.

The black-robed monk chuckled, then introduced himself to Fang Qingyuan:

"My name is Yuan Tu, and I am indeed a disciple of the Black Wind Valley. I wonder if this fellow Taoist is a disciple of the Beast Control Sect's peak?"

Fang Qingyuan pondered for a moment and went through all the information in his mind. He found that Yuan Tu had a high status. That day, the wing building foundation monks dared to directly arrest the Jin family's children here, but they did not dare to detain this person. This person was by no means an ordinary person. A disciple of Black Wind Valley.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan remembered that the god-transformation monk in Black Wind Valley seemed to have the surname Tu.

So Fang Qingyuan tentatively said:

"My name is Fang Qingyuan, and I am a disciple of the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect. This time, my fellow Taoist is here to help. However, the name Yuan Tu must be a pseudonym. If my guess is correct, my Taoist surname should be Tu, right?"

As soon as he said this, Fang Qingyuan saw the smile disappear from the other person's face, and turned into an annoyed look:

"Why have people guessed me again? I'm obviously disguised."

After a few breaths, the black-robed monk said seriously to Fang Qingyuan:

"Forgive me, Fellow Daoist Fang. I didn't mean to hide it, but my father didn't let me reveal my real name to the public because our Tu family seems to have offended many people. Actually, my name is Tu Yuan."