Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

On the second floor of the teahouse, Lin Yu and others have left one after another for the outer city.

They are also not qualified to live in the inner city, and can only express secret envy for the rich spiritual power in the inner city.

Not long after they left, a beautiful figure climbed up to the second floor and sat opposite Jue Wudi.

Her skin is whiter than snow, and her starry eyes are shining.

"Brother Jue, I heard that Xia Ji is back and he is smearing you everywhere. What are you going to do?"

The woman said softly: "If Brother Jue doesn't object, I can order someone to shut him up."

"Lingxing is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. You don't need to take it to heart. Even if he slanders him in every possible way, it won't be a big deal to me."

Jue Wudi chuckled.

"But I will never allow anyone to smear and frame you."

Fang Lingxing frowned slightly.

Jue Wudi smiled noncommittally and changed the subject: "Did you hear about it? A member of your Fang clan came back to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan. He is friends with Xia Ji."

"Recognize your ancestors and return to your clan?"

A faint sarcasm flashed in Fang Lingxing's eyes:

"For countless years, there have been many such people, and there are also many of us in the Fang clan. It is understandable that some of them are living outside.

Even if Xia Ji met him, nothing would change. If he wants to interfere in this matter, I will let him live in the outer city. "

As a prodigy of the Fang family and the direct descendant of the eldest family, she has already reached the twelfth level of Qi refining at a young age. She indeed has such ability.

"Don't underestimate him. I think this person is not simple."

Jue Wudi was thoughtful.

"not simple?"

Fang Lingxing was slightly startled.

If it were anyone else, she wouldn't have listened, but it was Jue Wudi who said this, and she couldn't help but think about it.

"Actually, it's nothing. Just pay more attention. By the way, does Fang have any plans for you at this trade exchange meeting?"

Jue Wudi smiled.

Fang Lingxing smiled: "This time, a Fu Tao master from Yun Cang Country will also show up. My family plans to let me become his teacher. If this can be done, I will go to Yun Cang Country to practice in a short time. "

"This is a good thing. After you go to Yuncang Kingdom, no one will compete with you for the position of the head of the Fang family. You are the only one in this generation who has such qualifications and potential."

Jue Wudi nodded slightly.

"Master Fang... I don't care. I just hope that I can drink tea with Brother Jue more often and watch the sunrise over the sea of ​​clouds."

A blush appeared on Fang Lingxing's face.

"If you become the master of the Fang clan and I become the master of the Jue clan, are you afraid that there won't be such an opportunity?"

Jue Wudi smiled, stood up and came to Fang Lingxing, gently lifted her cheeks with two fingers, and looked at each other affectionately.

Silence is better than sound at this moment.

After a few breaths, Jue Wudi smiled and said: "I will go back to practice first. This trade exchange meeting is a rare event for hundreds of years. At that time, there may be a competition among the disciples of monks from all over the world. As a disciple of the Jue family, I cannot Weaker than others.”

After saying that, Jue Wudi floated away, just like the clouds in the sky that can be seen but cannot be touched.

Fang Lingxing looked at his back and felt a little intoxicated for a moment.

When she came back to her senses, her expression became cold again, her eyes narrowed slightly and she whispered:

"Xia Ji..."

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In Tianbao Pavilion, Xia Ji chose a flying sword that he liked. It was imprinted with twelve soul seals and was very suitable for Wu Ruochou to use.

"Senior sister's magic weapon was broken in the last contest with Fang Lingxing. She will definitely be very happy when she sees this flying sword."

A smile flashed in Xia Ji's eyes.

When the boy next to him saw this, he immediately smiled and said: "Young Master Xia has good eyesight, this sword is produced by the master of the 'Hidden Sword Pavilion' of the Yun Cang Kingdom of the fourth-grade empire.

It is really excellent among the same level. We at Tianbao Pavilion purchased a total of 20 pieces and sold 19. Now this is the only one left. "

"How many spirit stones?"

Xia Ji smiled.

"Only two hundred lower-grade spiritual stones are enough."

The boy said hurriedly.

two hundred?

Xia Ji nodded silently. It was indeed more valuable than the ordinary twelve soul seals, but its quality and craftsmanship were among the best, which was expensive.

"I have this flying sword..."

"I want this flying sword."

Before Xia Ji finished speaking, several young men and women came behind him. One of them, a fat-headed young man, stepped forward and grabbed the flying sword and couldn't put it down.

"Everything has a first come, a first come. I'm going to take a fancy to this flying sword first. Your Excellency, you'd better take a look at other magic weapons."

Xia Ji smiled lightly.

"You want to fight with us for this flying sword? I know you are Xia Ji, a close disciple of Master Zenyuan of Xuankong Temple, right?

In the past, I would have given Master Chanyuan face, but you have offended Jue Wudi, and you don’t want to offend a few of us Jue clan disciples again, right? "

The fat young man laughed playfully, his eyes full of contempt, as if he didn't take Xia Ji seriously at all.

Several Jue clan disciples behind him showed joking smiles, wanting to see how Xia Ji would respond.

"It turns out he is a descendant of the Jue family. No wonder he is so ungrateful."

Xia Ji smiled lightly and shook his head, then took out two hundred low-grade spiritual stones and handed them to the boy:

"I want the flying sword."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, did the other party really dare to offend them?

The fat young man looked at the boy and said calmly: "Do you dare to accept it?"

The boy chuckled lightly, accepted Xia Ji's two hundred low-grade spiritual stones, took back the flying sword from the young man's hand, and handed it to Xia Ji respectfully:

"Mr. Xia, the money and goods are clear, please go slowly."

The young man with fat head and big ears suddenly froze and frowned slightly. How dare a mere boy from Tianbao Pavilion dare to offend them?

"Didn't you hear what I said? Are you deaf or did I speak softly?"

The fat young man looked at the young man and said coldly: "I like this flying sword. What does it mean if you sell it to others? Is this your Tianbao Pavilion's way of hospitality?"

"Guest, Mr. Xia took a fancy to this flying sword first. I have a humble status and only know how to act in accordance with the rules and regulations of Tianbao Pavilion. Please forgive me."

The boy smiled and bowed.

"Did you hear that? This is Tianbao Pavilion, not your Jue clan's territory. Even if Jue Wudi comes, he doesn't have such a big reputation."

Xia Ji smiled half-heartedly.

The expressions of several people changed continuously, and in the end they could only leave with livid faces. Before leaving, they did not forget to glare at the two of them with hatred.

"Mr. Xia, you shouldn't come back."

After they left, the boy suddenly whispered.

"It's okay. I know what I'm going to do when I come back this time."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "It's you, has Lin Yu given you any trouble recently?"

"Since Mr. Xia arranged for me to work in Tianbao Pavilion, he doesn't dare to trouble me anymore."

A hint of gratitude flashed in the boy's eyes.

"It wasn't me who arranged it, it was my master. I don't have that much face."

Xia Ji smiled lightly.

At this time, Fang Chen came over and glanced at the group of Jue clan disciples:

"Are they in trouble? What's their background?"

"It's Jue's, there's nothing wrong with it, I've already driven him away."

Xia Ji immediately smiled and said, "What do you think of this flying sword?"

“Good quality.”

Fang Chen nodded slightly. He had seen many magic weapons, and this flying sword was indeed of high quality.

"I'm so hungry, Xiaochen."

Xiaojian's voice sounded again.

"Don't worry, I'll wait for a while for you to eat enough."

Fang Chen comforted.