Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

"Since Uncle Cai has taken action, I understand that Xie Duanyang is just a little guy at the tenth level of qi training, and he can't be captured?!

If Uncle Master can get those fire crows again, the monks who want to come to the later stage of Foundation Establishment can also fight!"

When the old man with the gray beard opened his mouth, the original dark-faced man immediately changed his tone and began to flatter him.

Based on each other's names and reactions, the status and strength of the three people are clear at a glance.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Fu Yang sneered secretly, but did not show it on his face, but began to explain the other party's previous problem.

Of course, this is mainly what I say and listen to the old man who builds the foundation.

Although he didn't show it, Fu Yang knew in his heart that the other party was the same.

If I can't give the other party a satisfactory answer, I'm afraid this cooperation will fall apart immediately.

Fu Yang took out several transcripts of documents from his storage bag and passed them to the two of them to look through.

"Senior Brother Fu, it's not like you don't know. I get a headache when I see these.

And it’s just a list of materials, what do you want to say?”

The dark-faced man rolled his eyes roughly, then lost interest and threw the document back with an impatient expression.

As for the old man with a gray beard, he was much more patient. He read through it carefully and tapped his fingers on the table from time to time, showing a thoughtful look.

"So that you two can know."

Fu Yang smiled, his voice neither urgent nor slow.

"In the past two months, that boy has asked for so many spiritual materials and minerals. He is obviously refining weapons.

And among them there is at least one top-grade ‘Black Gold Spirit Armor’…”

"Senior Brother Fu, you are too convinced. We use black gold in our sect, and don't have too many red copper magical weapons..."

After interrupting Fu Yang's words, the black-faced man seemed to think of something again. He patted his head and suddenly realized something.

"By the way, this is the magic weapon you chose when you started to refine weapons, right?"

Seeing that the two of them tended to talk further and further away from each other, the gray-bearded old man coughed slightly, signaling to bring back the topic and talk about the main point.

"That boy has collected so many spiritual materials, and with Old Thief Yan's guidance, it is at least a top-grade item.

It’s easy to sell six or seven hundred spirit stones.”

Fu Yang said bitterly, "But not many people can eat this thing.

If it were limited to Yuanwu, excluding this sect would naturally be Tianxing Sect and Wanmiaoguan.

Since I heard that he was flying south, he must have gone to Fangshi of the Tianxing Sect.

Even if we temporarily lose his whereabouts, as long as we know the purpose, it will not be difficult to find an opportunity to kill him."

The old man named Cai nodded. What Fu Yang said was well-founded and quite reasonable.

As for the reason why Xie Duanyang did not take action in Shenbingmen, it is also easy to understand.

Although it is not easy to refine the "Wujin Spiritual Treasure Armor", it is the special spirit armor of the Divine Weapon Sect after all.

Although precious, it cannot be called very rare.

But if you go to Tianxing Sect and Wanmiao Temple, the price can be raised by 30 to 40% at least.

If you are lucky, it is not impossible to double it!

There are no longer a few wealthy disciples of the two sects, and they are not good at head-on combat. They also need defensive magic weapons such as spiritual armor for protection!

“Although it takes a little longer to travel, it’s actually a good thing.

If he died near the sect, he would be in trouble.

But if something happens and disappears in Tianxing Sect or on the road, no one will be able to find out anything!"

The old man nodded and said decisively.

"This deal is worth doing!"

"But..."

The old man stared at Fu Yang with sharp eyes and thought to himself.

"With our lineup, we are 100% sure against ordinary foundation building.

But Mr. Xie is the only descendant of Elder Yan, and he is also good at refining weapons.

I don’t know how many treasures I have on my body, even one or two talismans would not be surprising.

If he is allowed to escape by chance, no one will live.

Junior Brother Fu should have some other tricks up his sleeve, why don’t he give them to our two Haosheng advisors now?"

Hearing what the old man said, the black-faced man immediately nodded his head and echoed.

"Fu Yang was obsessed with refining weapons. Although he relied on the elixir given by his family, he barely reached the thirteenth level.

But when it comes to fighting skills, how can you compare to Junior Brother Wang?"

Fu Yang first praised the black-faced man, and then added the sentence lightly.

"But this time, Fu will send a message to a clan brother who is practicing in Baiman Mountain.

There are two foundation-building monks taking action to suppress the formation, which is absolutely foolproof.

No matter how many treasures there are, no one named Xie can escape!"

When they heard the words "Baiman Mountain", the old man surnamed Cai and the black-faced man surnamed Wang both darkened their faces, but neither of them expressed any surprise.

If they can be asked by Fu Yang to participate in these things, they are naturally not kind people.

Colluding with a demonic monk to assassinate a fellow sect member is a serious crime that must be punished by death, but it is easy to accept.

"It has been said that the Fu family of Zidaoshan has a close relationship with the evil world and has many contacts.

But Cai didn’t know that there was another senior brother practicing in Baiman Mountain. The Fu family is indeed the head of the three major families!"

The old man surnamed Cai gave a dry compliment and then gave some pointers.

Regarding this, Fu Yang didn't take it seriously and just acquiesced with a smile.

"Then next, shouldn't we also talk about how to divide up the spoils after killing Xie?

I don’t need anything else, but you must give me one of the foundation-building pills!”

Seeing that the matter was finalized, the black-faced man said impatiently.

"That's natural.

The man surnamed Xie possesses two Foundation Building Pills, exactly one for each of us. You and I both have the qualifications of twin spiritual roots, and we have both polished our cultivation to the thirteenth level.

If both Foundation Establishment Pills fail to establish the foundation, then the chances are too bleak, and there is no need to hang out in the cultivation world."

The smile on Fu Yang's face grew wider, and he poured out the words he had prepared long ago.

"Senior Brother Cai took away the second-level fire crow. Brother Cai gave priority to choosing a treasure from him, and also named him to use his body to raise Gu insects.

As for the rest, they will be divided according to the amount of effort.

Of course, senior brother Cai and my brother are foundation-building monks, so it is reasonable to get 10% more than my fellow junior brother Wang, right?"

The black-faced man and the old man with the gray beard looked at each other, nodded silently, and agreed.

For them, the first priority is of course to take what is most important to them.

As for how to distribute the remaining spoils, fists are the most powerful among cultivators.

In fact, it doesn’t mean that it will be implemented in this way now. We will see what the situation will be like when we see it.

Seeing that the two agreed, Fu Yang felt happy and stood up without stopping.

"In this case, I, Fu, will immediately use my family's secret technique to inform my clan brother, go directly to Tianxing Zongfang City, and meet us on the way..."

Seeing Fu Yang leaving the room, after waiting for half a quarter of an hour, the old man surnamed Cai used his spiritual consciousness to scan for a week to make sure there was no one there.

Not to mention that, he took out another piece of talisman, and with a flick of his hand, he released a soundproof cover to cover the room.

"Uncle Cai, do you think what Fu Yang told us is true and false? Can we believe it?!"

Seeing that he had finished casting the spell, the black-faced man hurriedly asked.

The attitude and tone are much closer than in front of Fu Yang.