Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

"Fourth floor? Oh no, I made a mistake. It's the fifth floor, the fifth floor!"

After Cui Dongcheng quickly changed his mind, Fang Qingyuan sat back on the chair.

The "Mirage Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" of the Fantasy Sword Alliance has a total of eight levels, and the first five levels can already be practiced to the late stage of the Golden Elixir.

Originally, Cui Dongcheng only wanted to give him the fourth-level skills that would allow him to practice to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. But seeing that Fang Qingyuan looked like he didn't want to talk, he directly increased the price to the fifth level.

But above the fifth floor, it is not up to Cui Dongcheng, the crown prince of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, to make the decision. He needs to speak to the Nascent Soul Ancestor on the White Mountain.

In addition, giving Fang Qingyuan these five layers of "The Mirage Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" does not mean that Fang Qingyuan can deal with these five layers of skills at will. This skill can only be practiced by himself, and he cannot even pass it on to his direct disciples. , if the Qingyuan Sect has a seedling suitable for practicing this sword scripture in the future, it will also need to be recognized by the Fantasy Sword Alliance.

When Fang Qingyuan gets the five-level sword scripture, he will sign a soul contract or swear a true oath of greatness.

The reason why all of this is so troublesome and restrictive is because this Sword Scripture is the foundation of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, and you cannot be too cautious.

If it weren't for the Fantasy Sword Alliance, which had wiped out all its capital in the wars for many years, and couldn't get rid of anything else, only these classics would be able to attract the hearts of people like Fang Qingyuan.

But even if the Fantasy Sword Alliance is in such a difficult situation, it is extremely serious about the maintenance of its own basic classics. Fang Qingyuan has no problem in practicing, but it can no longer be spread.

"What do you want in exchange for the fifth floor of the Mirage Dragon Sword Manual?"

Fang Qingyuan admitted that he was tempted. He lacked a technique that could maintain his own state in the Nascent Soul realm, but the special way of existence of sword cultivator could satisfy his need.

Because even Jindan sword cultivators can maintain themselves in the Nascent Soul realm after displaying the true meaning of their swordsmanship.

The true meaning of swordsmanship in many categories is easier to obtain than the true meaning of the great road understood by Yuanying monks.

"The Fantasy Sword Alliance would like to ask Senior Xiong Feng from your alliance to take action for our Fantasy Sword Alliance at some point in the near future."

"No, the fifth-level "Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" is not worth the combat power of a Nascent Soul. You need to change it."

Listening to Cui Dongcheng's request, Fang Qingyuan flatly refused. No matter how good the fifth-level "Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" was, it was not worthy of such a promise.

The values ​​​​are not equal. In the realm of Baishan, Jindan monks are the daily ceiling, and Yuanying monks on Baishan are currently unable to come down. That means that if Xiong Feng takes action, then a certain key battle in the future will Among them, the Fantasy Sword Alliance is bound to win.

The price for a complete victory was only five layers of rubbings of the Sword Scripture. How could Fang Qingyuan agree to this?

Rejected by Fang Qingyuan, Cui Dongcheng asked softly:

"Sect Leader Fang is dissatisfied with the price?"

Fang Qingyuan stared at him and said, "You can see it too. Yes, I'm just dissatisfied with the price. You can print as many copies as you want of the Mirage Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual, and use this in exchange for Nascent Soul. It’s probably too good a thought.”

"How many levels of "Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" do you think, Sect Master Fang, can satisfy you?"

"I don't want me to feel, I want you to feel, Cui Dongcheng, I don't believe that you only have this courage after taking such a risk to come here? For things like Kung Fu, you give them one level, and you give them all. If you let me say it, just say it, I want all eight floors."

Facing Fang Qingyuan's lion mouth, Cui Dongcheng was also a little confused at this time. When Fang Qingyuan saw his reaction, he immediately said:

"I only give you a quarter of an hour to think about it. If it doesn't work, go back to wherever you came from. If you go now, you won't meet any hostile monks on the road. If you delay for more time, it will be unsightly. Please think about it. "

After saying these words, Fang Qingyuan turned around and went out, and then came to the dark room. While observing Cui Dongcheng's movements and expressions, he leaned next to Xiong Feng.

"You kid just sold me out like this?"

Seeing Xiong Feng folding his arms and smiling but not smiling, Fang Qingyuan quickly went up to say good things.

"Didn't you say that I lacked the means to deal with the Nascent Soul cultivator? I just happened to meet a suitable one, and of course I didn't want to let it go. And I was thinking about it. In the Baishan area, except for those from the Beast Control Sect, Apart from Nascent Soul, there are no other Nascent Soul cultivators, so how about you just stretch your muscles and bones?"

Seeing Fang Qingyuan's smiling face, Xiong Feng sighed. He thought of the Qi-refining bear beasts that had been scattered to thousands of households, so he had to say:

"I knew there would be no such easy meal, but this is the only time."

Fang Qingyuan nodded hurriedly. He didn't want to use Xiong Feng, but he still wanted the "Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual". The other person's needs indicated that Xiong Feng should take action.

Isn't there a way to have the best of both worlds?

For example, it is a good way to get the "Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" without Xiong Feng having to take action.

Is it possible to kill Cui Dongcheng directly and search for the "Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" in his mind?

Shaking his head, Fang Qingyuan got rid of such extreme thoughts. In this way, what was the difference between him and the demon cultivator?

Being impulsive for the sake of temporary pleasure and doing things that you regret later is a sign of being brainless.

Now if you ask Fang Qingyuan to put down his huge family fortune and go to the wilderness to become a demon cultivator, he will naturally be very unhappy.

Why did he want to become a magic cultivator? Who would be willing to do the following dirty tricks if he is rich and powerful? Now the Qingyuan Alliance is one of the top ten forces in Baishan. This is all due to his hard work. How is it possible? give up.

A quarter of an hour passed in an instant. When Fang Qingyuan entered the secret room again, Cui Dongcheng nodded and said:

"Eight floors are eight floors. I just talked to my ancestor and he agreed."

Fang Qingyuan felt excited. He didn't feel that Cui Dongcheng was in contact with his ancestor just now.

And through the Qingyuan Sect's own formation, Cui Dongcheng really has some tricks.

"Then it's settled. The eighth-level "Dragon Fantasy Sword Manual" is exchanged for the Nascent Soul in our alliance to take action once, but the premise is agreed. If we really encounter an unbeatable opponent, then don't blame us first. Withdrawn."

Fang Qingyuan was patching things up for the future. He was worried that if all the Nascent Souls on the White Mountain ran down, wouldn't this involve Xiong Feng being involved in this whirlpool?

But Cui Dongcheng obviously didn't care about this. He immediately took out a high-grade jade slip from his storage bag and handed it to Fang Qingyuan. Fang Qingyuan suddenly discovered that most of the time just now, this guy had been playing himself. He was clearly preparing to I have a complete set of "The Mirage Dragon Sword Manual" exercises.

At this time, after the mission was completed, Cui Dongcheng straightened his back. The man who used to kill on the front line and frighten the monks of the Houtu League was back.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the day was approaching for the duel between Fang Qingyuan and Chun Yuhua.

At this time, in the center of Heihefang City outside Baishan, a group of people were looking at the venue.

The leader was none other than Chun Yuhua. At this moment, his eyes were gloomy, looking at the arena in front of him that was dozens of acres in size, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

Beside him were the rickety Yao Lao, the taciturn Hao Shi, two charming Jindan female cultivators, and a young woman waving a painting fan.

"Sir, Mr. Hua, is there anything else you can't think of? It's just getting familiar with the venue in advance. It doesn't count as violating the rules of the Glory Duel, right?"

The young woman who spoke was named Nangong Ru. She was a powerful figure in the Heihe Dao Palace here. She was born in the Nangong family. Because of her strong personality and the strength of her mother's family, she simply found a son-in-law, that is, a bride-in-law.

It's a pity that this son-in-law had good qualifications but average temperament. When he was refining Qi to advance to the foundation-building realm, he unfortunately failed and died on the spot.

At this point, Nangong Ru became a widow, and more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Ru is now in the middle stage of foundation building. In addition, he is from the Nangong family and is the deacon of the Heihe Dao Palace, so he can speak like this to Chun Yuhua.

Chun Yuhua finally shook his head. As the god of the beast-controlling sect, he naturally had his own principles. He couldn't do this kind of behavior before the glory duel.

"I heard that the ancestor of your Nangong family, Nangong Zhi, also had something to do with that man?"

"Look at what you said, that Fang Qingyuan just offended my Nangong Zhi ancestor. It's not a connection. It's just that my ancestor has a lot of people and is not as knowledgeable as him."

Nangong Ru covered her mouth and chuckled, her body swaying, creating waves.

But the three men present were unmoved and blinded Nangong Ru's performance this time.

"He is quite capable. No wonder he started from scratch and built such a big business in just a hundred years. He is related to so many Yuanying monks. He is really getting along like a fish in water. Now he has kidnapped an ancient Yuanying beast. It is really even more... It’s hard to contain.”

Ya Lao on the side said hoarsely. In recent days, he has been staying by Chun Yuhua's side, on the one hand for protection and on the other hand for special training.

"Don't underestimate this kind of person. He can take root in Baishan and create such a scene. His character and destiny are both first-class. You have to be very careful."

Listening to Ya Lao's instructions, Chun Yuhua nodded heavily. Hao Shi next to him looked calm, but wherever he looked, the surrounding aura condensed.

"Jin Zhi, Yu Ye, you should stop pestering Mr. Shuangxiu these days. He needs to recharge his batteries. Come to me during these days. I have a task for you."

Just when Yalao was giving instructions, a Nangong family foundation-building male cultivator suddenly ran quickly from a distance. He came to Nangong Ru with an ugly face. Just when he was about to say something, Yalao's brows furrowed. Then he looked up at the entrance.

"Hey, isn't this Sister Ru? If you don't go and accompany a few people outside Fangshi, why do you have time to do things today?"

At the entrance of Heihe Dao Palace, as these words rang out, the same group of people came together. Next to the leading male cultivator, a cold-faced woman opened her mouth to speak out when she saw Nangong Ru.

Before Nangong Ru could reply, the leading male cultivator over there smiled and said:

"Master Hua, it seems we want to go together."