Cultivation of immortality in the troubled times of demons and martial arts

Along the road, you can see a little boy crying and running along the road. It is the dog.

"What happened?"

As their clothes were flying, Fang Xi and the others had already surrounded the dog.

"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuGo save the boss! The boss is caught by a monster!" When the dog saw Fang Xi and the others, he rushed towards them as if he had seen a savior.

"What? There's another monster?" Mu Canglong was confused: "What kind of monster?"

"Woo... no... I don't know... I can't see it at all. The boss is bleeding, and there are Xiao Yun and Xiao Shu..."

The dog cried so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Could it be...another 'demon'!"

Mu Canglong looked solemn.

"No! It's definitely not a demon!" Fatty Han calmed down and analyzed: "I, Old Han, once read an ancient book, and it said, 'Two demons do not meet each other', which means that within an area, only demons will appear. A demon! And Black Rock City already has a demon tree, so what Zhang Junming encountered should be a special kind of demon!"

"A demon?"

Fang Xi touched her chin.

If Zhang Junming encountered another demon, he would turn around and leave without saying a word.

But demons are different.

He had originally planned to hunt monsters and sell them for meat!

There has been no progress in the cultivation of this 'Changchun Jue'. It seems that it is time to buy elixirs and practice with the power of elixirs.

And this requires spiritual stones, many, many spiritual stones!

"Master Mu, take the dog back to the convoy, and Fatty Han and I will go take a look!" Fang Xi thought about it and made an immediate decision.

"Why me, Old Han?" Fatty Han's face looked a little depressed.

"Of course it's because you are more powerful." Fang Xi laughed and secretly thought that even if she encounters danger, this mountain of meat can ward off disasters and the target is bigger than herself. If she doesn't choose him, why should she choose Mu Canglong?

…

In the dense forest.

The rhizomes of the ancient tree were covered with blood stains.

Fang Xi frowned and pulled off a piece of fabric from a tree branch.

"It's worn by Zhang Junming!"

Fatty Han pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face: "It seems that Zhang Junming is out of luck. Brother Fang, why don't we leave first? This place is very crowded."

"Yeah... invisible demons are quite interesting."

Fang Xi thought thoughtfully: "Maybe...the other party hasn't left after hunting?"

With this thought in mind, he secretly used the Changchun Art to let two pieces of wood-attribute mana enter his eyes.

This is the spiritual eye technique of the immortal cultivator!

Of course, spiritual eyes that have not undergone special training are not very useful in the world of immortality. They are mainly used in the secular world to find items with spiritual energy.

But in Great Liang?

Demon meat and the like are also relatively rich in spiritual energy.

A green light flashed in Fang Xi's eyes, and she glanced around.

Suddenly, his figure suddenly froze.

I saw a translucent monster lying among the ancient trees next to Fatty Han!

The other party seemed to be made of glass. He came and went in the jungle without leaving a trace. A tongue slowly dropped and came to Fatty Han's side.

"Evil beast!"

Fang Xi's tongue exploded with spring thunder, and she punched Fatty Han.

"ah!"

Caught off guard, Fatty Han subconsciously used his 'Swallowing Heaven Technique' to defend himself, and immediately felt an extremely long thing wrapping around his waist, carrying mucus and a foul odor.

"Let me strangle you, what is this?"

He roared angrily, and the fat all over his body swelled up, like a ball, and it actually forced the monster's tongue open.

At the same time, Fang Xi also punched the monster, and Hunyuan Jin exploded!

boom!

A series of powerful explosions caused green blood to splash.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard.

At this time, Fatty Han discovered that on the ground, there was a monster that looked like it was made of glass, and it was gradually returning to its dark green color...

This monster is one foot long, which is more than three meters long, with sharp limbs and scales, a pair of protruding eyes that rotate very flexibly, and an umbrella-shaped collar skin on its neck, which makes it look very powerful from a distance.

"What a big chameleon monster!"

Fang Xi didn't know why, but when she saw the scarf-like membrane on the other side, she suddenly thought of a dog's protective collar, and suddenly wanted to laugh: "Hahaha... Fatty Han, you almost delivered meat to your door just now! "

I have to say that this fat man is quite qualified as a human shield.

In his sight, there was a huge blood hole on the back of the chameleon monster, surrounded by scattered green scales.

"Damn, I almost fell down today."

Fatty Han also had an evil look on his face: "Old Han is going to eat the meat of this monster tonight!"

In the middle of the roar, his huge body suddenly jumped up, and fell like the top of a mountain: "Swallowing Heaven Palm!"

Fang Xi shook her head: "I'm afraid you can't eat it!"

While talking, he cooperated with Fatty Han to attack.

This demonic beast is actually not very powerful. It can just hide its figure and come and go without a trace, so it is very tricky.

But after Fang Xi broke the 'invisibility', he became just average.

Not long after, it fell to the ground with its belly in the air and turned into a corpse.

Fang Xi was not polite, took out a dagger, disembowelled the beast, and found Zhang Junming's mutilated body.

"Uh...it seems that I really can't eat it..."

Fatty Han shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

"Sigh... I didn't expect that my farewell this morning would be forever! However, I didn't see Xiaoyun's body, maybe he escaped?"

Fang Xi suddenly felt that life was impermanent.

After all, it was considered acquaintance. He and Fatty Han buried Zhang Junming's body, and then sent Fatty Han away first.

After confirming that Fatty Han had left, Fang Xi patted the storage bag and took out the Ghost Head Sword with a hint of excitement on her face: "The skin of this monster beast should be able to be made into some special magic weapons... and the meat heel. Bones, not bad, can be sold for some spiritual stones."

At this moment, he thanked the boy who delivered the treasure in his heart.

Without the storage bag sponsored by this old man, it would be really troublesome to hide the body of this chameleon beast.

…

convoy.

"Don't worry... Senior brother has excellent martial arts skills and is already a martial arts master. He will definitely be able to bring your boss back."

Mu Piaomiao was comforting the dog.

Suddenly, a mountain of meat flew slowly from the distance and landed in front of the dog.

"Where is my boss?" the dog asked immediately.

"died!"

Fatty Han sighed and handed a piece of blood-stained clothing to the dog.

The dog immediately cried until he couldn't help but cry.

"That's how it is in life, just take it easy..." Fatty Han shook his head and went back to his carriage to enjoy himself.

Well, after setting up a carriage and coming out, he called all his concubines to his carriage, and everyone had to admire his horse pulling the carriage, it was simply a magical horse!

"Master is back!"

Fatty Han returned to the carriage and was immediately surrounded by several pink arms.

"hey-hey……"

He casually took out a bottle of wine from under the car seat and took a sip: "Well... I'm back."

His eyes narrowed in contentment, leaving only a gap:

‘That Fang Xi definitely has a secret, but it’s none of my business, Old Han’s. ’

'Only when you are happy and carefree can you maintain a long life...I am not greedy. I am not greedy. I can have a beautiful wife and concubines every day, eat and drink enough, and be happy, just be happy...'

…

Not long after, Fang Xi also returned to the convoy.

"Let's go, keep going!"

He looked at everyone in the convoy and issued an order.

The team moved forward slowly, and Fang Xi came to the dog: "Do you have somewhere else to go?"

"Gone……"

The dog looked ahead with dull eyes.

"Then come with us to Sanyuan City. I will introduce you to the Baiyun Martial Arts School, and you will always be able to make a living!"

Fang Xi was ready to dump the burden on Mu Piaomiao without any burden.

Anyway, when Mu Canglong arrives in Sanyuan City, he will most likely continue to open a martial arts gym for the sake of livelihood.

"By the way, do you have a name?"

"No!" replied the dog.

"Then I'll pick one for you. Let's follow Zhang Junming, let's take the surname Zhang... As for the name? In the chat and laughter of Huangtu Hegemon, he couldn't bear to be drunk in his life... Let's call him Zhang Zui... No, Zhang Mingting is fine! "

"Zhang?" Gou'er thought for a while, then nodded heavily: "My name is Zhang Minting!"

"Well, very good!"

Fang Xi nodded, suddenly feeling that Zhang Junming had a little continuation in the world.

This is what the ancients pursued.

'Haha... It's a pity that this continuation is just false! ’

‘Nothing like family, bloodline, spiritual continuation, leaving a name in history… can’t compare to living into history yourself! ’

‘I must build a foundation and enjoy eternal life! ’

Fang Xi's eyes were faint, but she became more determined in her ambition.

…

A few days later.

Qingzhushanfang City.

Fang Xi returned to the shantytown with a normal expression.

The three-day incense has long since dissipated, and along the way, I didn't find any turmoil.

After all, people often die outside the city, and everyone is used to it.

As long as the person who dies is not an important person, it will be quickly forgotten.

'What's more... what Baiqiaolou is looking for is a fierce and evil man who sells Tai Sui meat. Does he have anything to do with me, a small spiritual farmer? ’

Fang Xi searched around for news and secretly felt relieved.

But Chen Ping next door is not here, probably either in retreat or to pester Fellow Daoist Lu.

Fang Xi ignored him, thought about it, and went directly to Di Qi.

"What? Fellow Daoist Fang, you actually killed a monster?"

Di Qi looked Fang Xi up and down, as if he wanted to get to know this spiritual farmer again.

"It's just good luck. It happens that this monster is not very strong..."

Fang Xi showed a shy smile: "The corpses are all at my house, I will take you to see..."

Of course, he would not expose the storage bag in front of Di Qi, so he directly placed the divided monster meat at home.

Di Qi came to Fang Xi's wooden house and saw the pieces of animal meat and the white bones. He finally believed it: "Fellow Taoist, you are really lucky... Are you planning to... sell it?"

"yes!"

Fang Xi rubbed her hands and seemed a little embarrassed to say: "I don't dare to show off the intrigues in this market. Can't I just ask fellow Taoist to deal with it for me? If you are willing, I can give you a The cost is paid!”

‘This deal can be done! ’

Di Qi's eyes suddenly lit up. His family had a need in this area, and taking it back could be used as a small meritorious service.

The key is... you can get money from both ends!

He immediately became energetic: "What grade is this monster? How many kilograms does it weigh?"

"Probably a first-class low-grade... The meat is three to four hundred pounds, not counting the bones... As for the leather, I kept it."

Fang Xi answered calmly.

Even if you are a spiritual farmer, it is more reasonable to be lucky enough to hit a monster beast.

After all, who can say for sure when it comes to luck?

Anyway, he was not going to sell the second monster through Di Qi.