God of Life and Death

This woman had a touch of arrogance and a slight anger in her eyes.

It was hard for Fang Yue to have a good impression of her.

"Don't judge others by your own standards!"

Fang Yue responded coldly.

The woman's attitude reminded Fang Yue of some school bitches in school. They relied on their good grades every day to look down on this and that.

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

The woman's apricot eyes are wide and her eyebrows are angry.

"This is Dongfu. You're new here, so you'd better restrain yourself!"

Fang Yue shrugged.

"What's wrong with Dongfu? I'm still doing well in Xifu! A capable person like me doesn't need to take such a basic course!"

Fang Yue competed with this woman.

Back then, when I was in school, I was always looked down upon by those school bitches.

This time, he must get back to where he was before!

"Nalanqiong, what's wrong?"

At this time, the outer disciple who was in charge of teaching no longer taught the class, but frowned and walked out.

He put his hands behind his back and looked at Fang Yue. His eyes just glanced at him and did not linger on him!

Disciples like Fang Yue are everywhere in Dongfu.

In the minds of outer disciples like them, handyman disciples are also temporary workers. After working for a period of time, 99% of them will still be sent back.

When Dongfu recruits people, it is better to lack them than to overfill them.

A handyman disciple like this cannot be called a Dongdong Fumen person.

"Teacher Sikong Shangde! This Fang Yue is arrogant and arrogant. I kindly asked him to listen to your teachings and humbly learn Lingzhi's skills and experience. But he despises the teacher's courses! He even slandered me!"

Nalanqiong was very angry.

Sikong Shangde also had a look of contempt on his face.

"How dare a handyman disciple dare to show off? Since he is unwilling to listen to my lessons, then just cross it out from the list of handyman disciples and just remove him!"

Sikong Shangde waved his hand, as if Fang Yue was an ant at his mercy, and he did not give Fang Yue a chance to explain at all. Directly drive Fang Yue out of Dongfu.

"Why are you still standing here? You have been expelled from Dongfu! Get out of here! Otherwise, I will have someone break your hands and feet and throw you out!"

Sikong Shangde is arrogant and overbearing.

Fang Yue still looked at him quietly.

I just watch you show off quietly... and never interrupt you...

Inexplicably, a verse of Earth's lyrics echoed in Fang Yue's mind.

Originally, I really planned to farm well in Dongfu, and then just survive for a hundred days and then leave!

But since you are aggressive.

Then I have no choice but to show you some of my trump cards.

These days, the trees are really quiet but the wind is not stopping.

It’s hard to live a low-key life for two days!

"You're not leaving yet, are you! Come here! Carry this Fang Yue out for me and throw him down the mountain!"

No expression of horror as expected.

There was no kneeling down to beg for mercy as imagined.

Sikong Shangde believed that Fang Yue's calmness was an insult to his authority!

He shouted angrily.

Three or five servant disciples immediately surrounded Fang Yue.

Each of them had ferocious faces, with expressions of eagerness to try.

They finally had a chance to please Teacher Sikong Shangde, how could they let it go so easily!

"Do you believe the words of a charlatan? But you have the guts to start a class here casually if you only know a little bit about it?"

Fang Yue sneered.

He knew that if he wanted to stay in Dongfu, the best way was not to slap the Sikong Shangde in front of him to death.

Each sect has its own internal rules.

Among them, the most basic rule is that random fights are not allowed between members of the same sect!

Slapping him to death is breaking the rules of the game!

It is a blatant act of provocation and seeking death.

Unless he can kill the entire Dongfu army, the elders and disciples of Dongfu will never let him go.

However, there is another way to defeat Sikong Shangde.

If he shows a stronger talent than Sikong Shangde in spiritual cultivation.

Then his previous disdain and provocation had a reasonable explanation.

Dongfumen will also choose him to gain a higher status and richer resources according to the rules.

Survival of the fittest, this is the real rule of the game!

"What, a charlatan? You said the teacher is a charlatan?"

Sikong Shangde hasn't said anything yet.

The school bitch Nalanqiong had already walked up to Fang Yue very excitedly.

"What qualifications do you, a handyman disciple, have to rely on my teacher! If you want to gain attention, you don't have to use such despicable means to slander others!"

Nalanqiong dismissed Fang Yue's words.

Fang Yue smiled slightly.

A seed fell from my hand.

A faint green breath of life surrounds the seeds.

Let the seeds quickly take root and sprout green shoots.

Then, the buds spread out, turned into long stems, sprouted branches and leaves, and became a plant half as tall as a person!

In one thought, the plant takes shape.

It is worth many years of hard cultivation.

Moreover, some people saw that this plant was not an extraordinary plant, but a third-grade elixir, the orchid.

"This is simply a miracle!"

A handyman disciple exclaimed and rubbed his eyes.

Zang orchid is a rare type of third-grade elixir. It can be used as medicine. The refined healing elixir can heal the wounds of strong people in the world and eliminate fire poison. It is worth a lot of money!

If they can hand over ten zang orchids, their entire planting share within a year can be wiped out!

However, the living conditions of Zang orchid are harsh. At least it requires a third-grade spiritual field to cultivate, and it also needs a spiritual field with extremely abundant water elements to bloom and bear fruit smoothly.

Fang Yue's methods are amazing.

Many people took a breath of cold air!

With this hand alone.

This Fang Yue is much better than their previous teacher Sikong Shangde!

At this time, Sikong Shangde suppressed his blush and said: "A witchcraft! This is definitely a witchcraft! It takes at least ten years for Zang Orchid to take root and take shape! In ten years, it not only grows, but also grows. Absorb the essence of the sun and moon, the aura of heaven and earth, and store energy! The orchid produced by your technique looks the same as the real orchid, but without the refinement of the essence of the sun and the moon and the watering of the aura of heaven and earth, this orchid must be They are strong on the outside and capable on the inside, but they look good but are useless!"

Sikong Shangde found a foothold and began to praise and criticize Fang Yue's Zang Lanhua.

Fang Yue was not angry either, and from between his fingers, dots of cyan brilliance flowed out.

On the top of the branches of the Zang orchid, buds sprouted one by one.

The flower buds bloomed and turned into butterfly-like orchids, dancing gracefully on the branches.

On the butterfly's wings, there are also scattered stars.

No need to eat it, just watching it for a moment can make people feel happy!

"One Zang orchid has a total of 3,721 pansies! The pansies are the best among Zang orchids, and their effects are comparable to those of fourth-grade elixirs, and even rarer!"

The pansies are here, and this orchid is definitely the best among flowers, no doubt about it!

As for Sikong Shangde's suspicion just now about the foreign power and the internal power, it was self-defeating.

Fourth grade pansies.

This made the handyman disciples around me almost turn green!

Third-grade Zang orchids are quite rare for them.

As for the butterfly flower, only the best among the outer disciples, and even the inner disciples, can come into contact with it!

"Young man, this butterfly flower is pretty good! How about selling it to me, and one butterfly flower is equivalent to one hundred thousand spiritual stones?"

An old voice came.

I saw an old man with white hair and a childish face walking slowly with square steps.

He took a step forward, and several feet of ground flew past his feet.

This pace seems slow but actually fast. Among them, the method of shrinking the earth into an inch was used!

This old man is a strong man in the Reincarnation Realm. Breathing in and out, he breathed in the mountains and rivers. He was obviously a short old man, but every step he walked, he gave Fang Yue the feeling of a wild beast!

"How many Zang orchids do you want, senior?"

Fang Yue hesitated for a moment, then returned to normal.

This old man is extraordinary. If he were in the Xuanhuang world, he would be able to be on the rotation list and fight against the strong men in the Yin and Yang realm.

Unexpectedly, while casually strolling around, I met an amazing strong man.

Is it possible that the human race in this Nine Heavens plane is not as weak as I thought?

This thought flashed across Fang Yue's mind!

Immediately, Fang Yue chuckled.

Anyway, he didn't plan to do anything earth-shattering in this Nine Heavens plane.

The strength of each person in the Nine Heavens Plane will not have much to do with him!

"Twenty-one butterfly flowers, if you are willing to give them up, I will take them all!"

The old man looked at Fang Yue with a smile, as if he was examining Fang Yue.

His gaze was not sharp, but it gave Fang Yue a feeling that could pierce his soul!

Could it be that this old man saw through something?

Fang Yue was horrified by the old man's look.

"Twenty-one butterfly flowers, Chenghui 2.1 million spiritual stones!"

Fang Yue was not polite and looked like he was talking about business.

The old man waved his hand, and 2.1 million spiritual stones flew out from his sleeves and robes, and piled up into a hill in the blink of an eye!

There are stacks of spiritual stones, and the spiritual energy is rich.

Fang Yue raised his hand and put away all these spirit stones.

The other handyman disciples looked at Fang Yue with bright eyes.

Fang Yue is so wealthy that every hair on his legs is worth tens of millions of spiritual stones.

As for ordinary handyman disciples, their monthly salary after completing their tasks is only one hundred spiritual stones!

Fang Yue's 2.1 million spirit stones, they can't make enough even to death!

"My little friend is proficient in spiritual plants. I have a seed here that was mined from an ancient mine! If my little friend can help me make this seed take root and sprout, I will definitely be richly rewarded!"

The old man spoke in a kind tone, stroking his beard with his hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly into thin slits.

"What kind of reward?" Fang Yue asked directly.

Fang Yue's straightforward question made the old man stunned.

Although Dongfu is not big, the rules have not been lost.

He had never seen a handyman disciple dare to ask the deacon elder so bluntly.

But immediately, the old man laughed, pretending not to care and said: "If you can help me germinate that seed, I will give you tens of millions of spiritual stones, plus ten old Laokeng rough stones!"

Jiutian World is rich in minerals.

Especially in some old mines, rare rough stones are produced.

What is produced in this rough stone is ordinary jade.

Some are spiritual stones of various grades, sometimes they are blood stones, and sometimes, some divine mines and materials appear.

It is said that in ancient times, there were still people who mined living creatures from rough stones.

Of course, those are all legends and cannot be believed.

In terms of value, ten pieces of Laokeng rough stone are worth millions of spiritual stones as long as they are not too small.

Plus the tens of millions of spiritual stones promised before.

This old man has indeed spent a lot of money!

"Don't you know your senior's name?"

Fang Yue became a little more respectful and asked in a gentle tone.