Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

After Fang Qingyuan came out of Lechuan Mansion, he was in a hurry to meditate and cultivate the state of warmth. This led to Mao Cheng, the head of the general affairs, to come to him to report something, but Fang Qingyuan did not listen immediately.

It was not until half a month later that Fang Qingyuan's state after being promoted to the ninth level was stabilized by him and the gap in mana was filled. Then he asked the boy outside the door to invite Mao Cheng over.

Mao Cheng was still chattering like before. He talked a lot with Fang Qingyuan, and Fang Qingyuan listened patiently. Until the end, Mao Cheng mentioned that a kind of spiritual beast in the sect had been selling better recently, which triggered Fang Qingyuan's anger. interest.

The Qingyuan Sect emerged from the Baishan Beast Control Sect, and its roots are in beast control. Therefore, over the years, the Qingyuan Sect has also dabbled in the business of training and selling spiritual beasts. However, this kind of small business cannot compete with the Baishan Beast Control Sect. compared to the door.

Moreover, the dozen or so monks who escaped from the Baishan Beast Control Sect back then were all practicing Qi. Therefore, the Qingyuan Sect has not mastered the slightly higher-end methods of the Beast Control Sect, which means that they are less knowledgeable about the ways of controlling beasts than others. The sect only has a few more unique skills. If they want to rely on their crafts for food, one or two monks can be full, but if the entire sect is included, they will probably starve to death.

But thirty years have passed. After the original beast-taming disciples who passed down some rudimentary skills separated from the Baishan Beast-taming Sect, after these years of development, because they wanted to avoid competing for business with the Baishan Beast-taming Sect, their beast-taming skills have become better. Going slightly in another direction, although Fang Qingyuan has never paid much attention to this, he has seen many disciples driving scales and playing with Gu insects.

The way of Gu insects is slightly sinister and inconsistent with the upright temperament of Qingyuan Sect. Therefore, Fang Qingyuan did not pay attention to it before, and the sect's resources did not tilt towards this aspect. In Fang Qingyuan's heart, the sect still needs to be down-to-earth and farm steadily. Business is good.

But now according to Mao Cheng, one of the few insect beasts sold by the sect has been selling very well recently. This is a bit strange. Could it be that some new species has been cultivated?

For a moment, Fang Qingyuan became interested. He asked Mao Cheng to go down to rest. He took the gold treasure and came to a mortal tribe at the edge of the Zongmen Mountain Gate. Here were the Qi training disciples, tinkering with Gu insects and selling them in exchange for spirits. stone place.

The territory of the Qingyuan Sect is actually not that big, only the area of ​​a county. After so many years of development, the number of mortals has exceeded 200,000. This has resulted in the migration of some people to the barren mountains and desolate areas on the border of the sect. , to alleviate the population pressure in the fragrant land at the foot of Qingyuan Zong Mountain.

Fang Qingyuan came to this village and hid his whereabouts. He didn't want to disturb the normal lives of these mortals.

Looking at the rubble on the ground, there is still a large swamp in front of the village. In this kind of place, poisonous insects are rampant in summer, and there are no good crops to grow. Therefore, even a mortal who cannot survive at the foot of Zongmen Mountain will not choose this place. Make a living here.

However, this kind of terrain is very suitable for Qi training disciples who like insect beasts. If they mess around here, with such a large swamp, they can cultivate more varieties of Gu insects.

Fang Qingyuan leisurely walked to a relatively large courtyard, and what he saw was that some Qi training disciples were teasing popular poisonous insects such as scorpions and centipedes, and some were surrounding a huge bronze cauldron. They all cheered for the Gu insects fighting inside.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyuan frowned. Is this a bet on insects?

So Fang Qingyuan stepped forward, stretched out his head and looked into the bronze cauldron, and saw about a dozen waterhoppers, as big as fists, holding up pliers and using their mandibles like buckets, fighting each other, and from time to time there would be The loser sleeps in the belly of the winner.

When there was only one water hyacinth left, a disciple on the side cheered, carefully picked up the water hyacinth and put it into his own spirit beast bag.

"Why did you win again? Lou Yuan, could it be that you caught the mutated dragonfly female?"

The qi training disciple known as Lou Yuan had a proud look on his face. The down on his face had not completely fallen off yet, and he still looked a bit childish. He raised the spirit beast bag in his hand, stretched out one hand, and said to several people:

"I'm willing to admit defeat and bring you the spiritual stone."

After several people handed a low-grade spiritual stone to Lou Yuan in despair, the boy quickly put it into his arms and pressed it tightly.

Fang Qingyuan watched these calmly from the side, thinking in his heart, if he had not appeared immediately, he would have stolen the stolen goods from these people on the spot. The Qingyuan sect has a rule that strictly prohibits private gambling and fighting. Gambling and fighting between people is not the same as fighting between insects.

However, his curiosity about Lou Yuan still dispelled Fang Qingyuan's urge to show up now. He wanted to see what secrets Lou Yuan had hidden.

After Lou Yuan got the spirit stone, he greeted everyone and ran out of the courtyard quickly. He went to the simple market outside with familiarity, took out a low-grade spirit stone from his arms and handed it to a The burly mortal man with a fleshy face exchanged half a fan of pork and some scattered gold and silver from him.

Lou Yuan carefully wrapped the gold and silver in a piece of cloth, then looked at the piece of pork that was larger than his body. He stretched out his hand and pointed. In the eyes of the big man with envy and awe, the piece of pork flew up leisurely and followed him. Behind Lou Yuan, follow his footsteps and float away.

Fang Qingyuan first scanned the mortal man with his spiritual consciousness, and after confirming that the man was just a butcher, and that the smell of blood on his body was stronger, but there was nothing unclean, he turned his attention to Lou Yuan.

This teenage boy's cultivation level was only at the first level of Qi training. Although he could use his magic power to capture objects, he could not hold on for long. As expected, after leaving the sight of the butcher, Lou Yuan frowned, removed his magic power, and chose Carrying the half fan of pork on his back, he hurried forward.

As for why not use storage bags?

Obviously, according to Lou Yuan's current financial resources, the storage bag cannot be used. Each storage bag is worth about fifty low-grade spiritual stones. Lou Yuan's cultivation level is only one level of Qi training. If he only relies on the sect's issued Welfare, he had to save for a long time before he could have his first storage bag.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan excluded in his mind that among the disciples who chose to follow him to found the Qingyuan Sect, there was no one named Lou, and among the war orphans he rescued, there was no one named Lou.

It seems that Lou Yuan was born in a mortal tribe, and he has no family to rely on, so now he doesn't even have a storage bag.

After thinking about this, Fang Qingyuan looked at Lou Yuan with a gentler gaze, but Lou Yuan could not feel it now. According to Fang Qingyuan's current cultivation level, he deliberately wanted to hide his traces. The whole sect of Qingyuan Sect could not be seen at all. No one can notice.

Lou Yuan walked for a long time carrying the pork on his back, with mana lifting him from time to time to lighten his burden. Finally, when it was almost dark, he finally came to a place.

"Xiao Yuan is back. His father is here to help."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, wow, pork!"

This is a small mountain village with a population of only 100 Ding. When Lou Yuan appeared here, Fang Qingyuan realized that he had misunderstood. He had thought that Lou Yuan was buying pork to feed the Gu insects. How could he have thought that it was for food? My family has come to improve their food.

Seeing Lou Yuan enjoying himself with his family, Fang Qingyuan felt slightly sad, and then took Jinbao back to the leader's quiet room on the top of the mountain.

Ask the disciple serving at the door to call Liu Xun, and then Fang Qingyuan asked directly:

"In the past few years, you have been responsible for the sect's ascension ceremony. Is there anyone named Lou Yuan?"