Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

On the second floor of Tianyi Building, Fang Qingyuan looked at Tu Yuan with a smug look on his face, but thought in his heart that it would be better not to get too involved between the disciples of the main lineage of the sect and the inner disciples of the Yushou Mountain branch.

There are some things that Tu Yuan thinks are not troublesome, but if they happen to him, they will become troublesome.

If it were anyone else, he would naturally be eager to get close to him if he had the chance to get close to him, but he just wanted to earn some spiritual stones safely, so it was better not to get involved in such a risky thing.

Originally, this matter was already going to be settled. If he revealed his identity as a disciple of the Beast Control Sect, the other party would definitely retreat in the face of difficulties. Now Tu Yuan jumped out and beat the other party, making the situation embarrassing.

Moreover, according to Tu Yuan's words, he wanted to find trouble with that Yangmingshan monk, which made him even more domineering.

Black Wind Valley and Yangming Mountain didn't like each other, but he didn't have any grudge against Yushou Mountain and Yangming Mountain. Tu Yuan was just trying to find an excuse to stir up trouble, and he just happened to provide him with one of them.

Tu Yuan really had to think about himself, or at least ask for his own opinion. Hey, a kid from a wealthy family with such a strong background would cause huge troubles, and he would have his elders behind him to clean it up. But he had to get more involved, and Lechuan was willing to do it for him. Keep it to yourself?

So Fang Qingyuan thanked him politely, then packed up the stall and prepared to go back to the hotel. He had been out for three days and didn't know what happened to Yinbao.

Tu Yuan's face turned slightly cold after seeing Fang Qingyuan being so polite and saying a few more words. He was originally eager to help Fang Qingyuan, but he couldn't get Fang Qingyuan's approval, which made him quite unhappy.

But Tu Yuan couldn't get angry about this, so he could only watch Fang Qingyuan put all the items into the storage bag quickly, and in the blink of an eye, everything was done.

After Fang Qingyuan said goodbye to Tu Yuan, regardless of whether Tu Yuan was angry or not, he quickly left Tianyi Tower and hurried back to his small courtyard with Jin Bao.

Because it is sandwiched between mountains and it is summer, the sky in Cliff City gets dark very quickly.

When Fang Qingyuan came out, the sky was still bright, but within half a quarter of an hour, the street was already dark.

When the huge mountain blocks the slanting light of the sun, the shadow of the mountain is cast down, covering most of the city. A layer of gray shadow spreads, covering the sky above the cliff city, and the lights in the city light up one by one. .

The criss-crossing streets in the city are bustling with people, shop fronts are opening one after another, and the smoke of fireworks is steaming up, mixing with the clouds and mist in the sky, forming an unfolding picture scroll.

This beautiful scenery is generally not seen in southern Xinjiang, where there are few people and no fireworks in front of you.

Fang Qingyuan stopped and heard the cry of wontons. He walked to an open-air stall on the street and asked the boss for three bowls of wontons.

Jinbao also imitated Fang Qingyuan, squatting on a small horse. He held a pair of chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't know how to use them.

When Fang Qingyuan saw this, he laughed a few times and started to demonstrate to Jinbao. After a while, when the wontons came, Jinbao barely learned to hold the chopsticks separately.

Finally, Fang Qingyuan saw that Jinbao was struggling to eat and leaking food while eating. He shook his head and used water spells to clean Jinbao's body. Then he took out a piece of wood heart from the storage bag and made a small spoon for Jinbao.

This time, it was much easier for Jinbao to hold the spoon. He was tasting the wontons and his big eyes narrowed happily.

After eating a bowl of wontons, Fang Qingyuan felt much more comfortable. This was a spiritual relaxation.

No matter how hard he practiced, it was not to make himself happy. At this time, he enjoyed a bowl of wontons and the smoke of fireworks on the street.

After eating the wontons, Fang Qingyuan put away the remaining bowl and prepared to bring it to Yinbao. Although this thing was only a mouthful for Yinbao, if he didn't bring it to him, Yinbao would make trouble again when he knew about it. Lost temper.

After taking out some gold and silver to pay the bill, Fang Qingyuan ignored the store's profuse thanks and drifted away with the gold treasure, one person and one bear.

Returning to his hotel, Fang Qingyuan first checked the situation of the Little Five Elements Inversion Magic Formation. He found that there was no trace of the formation being triggered in the three days since he left.

Then Fang Qingyuan called out those hidden scorpion-tailed poisonous wasps, and after some communication with their souls, no abnormality was found.

With this, Fang Qingyuan put down his worries. It seemed that Yangui Tower was indeed safer.

Fang Qingyuan took out the wontons he brought back. After Yinbao looked at them, he swallowed them in one gulp. After he finished eating, he still looked at Fang Qingyuan, as if to say, is this gone?

Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan glanced at this idiot and ignored him. Instead, he turned back to the room and began to think about what to do next.

There are still nearly 20,000 spiritual stones that have not been sold. Should I choose to sell them all in Cliff City, or should I sell them all along the way?

Both methods have their own advantages. It is easier to get things in the cliff city and there are many monks, but going to the tribes along the way is more profitable.

Prices are higher in Cliff City. Fang Qingyuan generally only made one to two times the profit from the spiritual materials he sold before, but if he bartered in the tribe, he should be able to receive more than three times the profit.

In the end, Fang Qingyuan thought about it for a moment and decided to take action in Cliff City. It would be best to get rid of all the items in the next few days and then check the situation to see if he should turn back in advance.

According to Fang Qingyuan's own experience, wherever there is an auction, chaos is inevitable.

My identity as a disciple of the Beast Control Sect is usually relatively secure, but this place is really going to be in chaos, and it will be difficult to use any of my identities.

In the next ten days, Fang Qingyuan went to the third floor of Tianyi Building to set up a stall to sell goods. This time he did not choose to take Jinbao with him, but put Jinbao and Yinbao in the hotel.

Because of the trouble caused by Jinbao before, Fang Qingyuan didn't want to cause any more trouble.

In these days, the cliff city seems to be much more restless than before. The monks in the desert, perhaps because of the weather, are generally grumpy and will take action to resolve disputes if they disagree.

Fang Qingyuan couldn't feel it yet in Tianyi Tower, but on the way back, Fang Qingyuan saw a fight between two monks.

The aura of one of them has a strong demonic style, while the other one is a Confucian disciple.

It seems that because Cliff City is holding an auction, disciples from various surrounding sects have come to join in the fun.

Fang Qingyuan had a wrong impression before, that is, he thought that there were many mortals and few monks in this world. Often there would not be too many monks gathering in one place. Except when there was a war, Fang Qingyuan generally did not see many monks on weekdays. .

But now he understands that in the eyes of monks in this world, the vast mountains and wilderness that stretch thousands of miles are actually nothing, especially when there is excitement to join in, treasures to see, and bargains to pick up. All kinds of characters appear on stage.

Nowadays, there are over a thousand monks in Cliff City, and the number is still increasing. They are heading towards two thousand. As a result, the original monk guard in Cliff City is stretched thin.

In the past, those who had grudges and grievances couldn't help but make gesticulations after meeting each other. Fishing in troubled waters and seizing chestnuts from the fire also happened one after another.

The current commotion was nothing. Fang Qingyuan had just heard the news that a caravan that came to participate in the auction yesterday was robbed outside the city.