Chapter 170 Black Market (for subscription)
Baize Fairy City.
As time went by, news of Wandao Lake in the distance continued to reach Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling's ears.
It is said that the allied forces of the monks of the Song family raided Wandao Lake and almost wiped out the three families including Taishu.
After all, as the leaders of the alliance ruling the 'Thirty-six Islands', these three families cannot escape the charge of communicating with demon cultivators.
And "Ye Sanren" was also confirmed to be a remnant of the "Mietian League" and was wanted throughout the Yue Kingdom.
It is said that this person has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he has several powerful magical secret arts. When he broke through, he killed many Song family monks, and even a Song family foundation establishment was seriously injured...
Song Qing, the young master of the Song family, was furious, and cleaned the entire Wandao Lake with more iron-blooded means. It is said that every monk has to go to the "Inquiry Platform" for torture, and he can't miss any one, but he caught a lot of evil people.
Many island owners who came to power after the destruction of Longyu Zhong’s family were killed this time, and the entire Wandao Lake was flooded with blood, and it is said that the surface of the lake was dyed red...
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Bibo Cave.
ping ping pong pong...
Accompanied by the beating sound, a rough embryo of a magic weapon was forged again.
Fang Xi glanced at it, directly arranged the formation, and branded the magic pattern on the magic weapon.
"It's done!"
After some busy work, he looked at the iron shield magic weapon in his hand, and nodded happily.
He held the iron shield magic weapon and input a little mana.
Buzz!
The iron shield roared, and a fireball was released.
"The inheritance you have obtained is good. These array patterns have the effect of turning decay into magic...The materials used for these few magical artifacts are generally used to cast low-grade magical artifacts. After branding the array patterns, they are also comparable to ordinary middle-grade magical artifacts. "
Ruan Xingling sighed at the side: "It's a pity... it's just a clever idea."
At the foundation building level, magical artifacts are useless at all.
For a period of time, Ruan Xingling was in charge of forging the embryos, and Fang Xi was in charge of branding the pattern.
During the long exploration, Fang Xi felt that she already had a deeper understanding of the magic patterns in the Fragment World.
In the future, when you actually forge the spiritual weapon, you will be more able to do it with ease if you have ideas.
As for the leak?
Ruan Xingling is not an array mage, so it is difficult to see too many mysteries.
What's more, it's just some magic lines of Qi refining level, and a foundation builder has some secrets of this level, which can be kept completely.
And no matter how wide-eyed Ruan Xingling was, she could only think of Fang Xi's acquisition of some partial inheritance, and it was impossible for her to think of something as outrageous as time travel.
"During this time, I have worked hard for you..."
Fang Xi put away the magic weapon and smiled at Ruan Xingling.
Ruan Xingling hadn't practiced during this period, but only forged the rough embryo of the magic weapon, so Fang Xi kept trying to brand the magic pattern.
As far as a second-tier refiner is concerned, this is a complete loss.
"Brother Fang, why did you tell Xingling this?"
Ruan Xingling smiled sweetly.
The two walked out of the craftsman, asked Ruan Dan to arrange a banquet, and began to enjoy it.
"It's a pity...Brother Fang's array patterns are good, but they are too broken and incomplete...It is difficult to form a greater power."
Ruan Xingling sighed to herself while drinking the green bamboo wine.
"Well, I have some ideas... You have also seen my golden dragon cut."
Fang Xi picked up a chopstick of monster meat. This first-order monster from the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, after being cooked by the spiritual chef, the meat is pliable and elastic, and it has an indescribable flavor, which is really irresistible.
"Combined magic weapon?!" Ruan Xingling's eyes lit up.
"Exactly...Unfortunately, the specific pattern of the inheritance is too broken...I am trying to try some new combinations."
Fang Xi grabbed the wine glass and took a sip.
Actually, he was waiting for Qinglang to come into contact with the 'Xunfeng Lingwen'!
This is the key to truly upgrading the power of the magic weapon!
However, with a long lifespan, there is no need to rush this matter.
Anyway, Qinglang will always gradually improve and get in touch with the supreme inheritance of the Black Mountain tribe.
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After the banquet, Fang Xi walked slowly back to the Peach Blossom Pavilion while thinking secretly.
"The power of the golden scissors is average among low-grade spiritual weapons, and the future is a waste!"
"I'm not used to scissors either...it's time to refine a powerful handy weapon."
After all, the 'Qingmu Changsheng Kung Fu' is not good at fighting skills, so it can only enhance the strength of the immortal cultivator from other aspects.
"It's just right, and then imprint the magic pattern and spirit pattern of the fragmented world on it...to make a high-quality spiritual weapon!"
"Considering the carrying capacity, there is still room to add other spirit patterns or even treasure patterns in the future... It is best to use third-level spirit wood materials!"
"Time to start paying attention."
Third-level spiritual wood is very rare, but Fang Xi will need it sooner or later.
After all, his future alchemy, the magic weapon will at least need this level of material refining!
For the cultivators of wood-based skills, magic weapons are generally made of high-level spiritual wood as the main material.
Fang Xi thought so, just after entering the Peach Blossom Pavilion, she saw Wei Yixi pounced over, her eyes were red: "Uncle...my family is gone..."
Seeing this, Fang Xi couldn't help being silent.
"What happened?"
He said a few words of comfort and asked.
"The Song family occupies the entire Wandao Lake, and then announced that it will select a loose builder to support it as one of the seven great families of the Yue Kingdom to lead the entire Wandao Lake... A letter has been sent to the entire Yue Kingdom a few days ago. Those who have not confirmed their identity within a fixed period of time will be invalidated!"
Wang Xiaohu was beside him, and his eyes were red.
He just got the news that his mother was fine during the Demon Cultivation Rebellion, but many relatives and friends were affected and died miserably...
"As expected of the Song family, they have always acted domineeringly."
Fang Xi sighed with emotion, and immediately looked at the two of them: "What is a mere spiritual place? As long as the person is still there, there will always be a chance to get it back in the future..."
Actually, he felt that with the shrewdness of an immortal cultivator, no one would have trouble with a foundation cultivator for a peach blossom island.
Therefore, Wei Yixi was worrying for nothing.
‘Even...if Xingling takes the opportunity to return to Wandao Lake this time...it might be possible for the Song family to support her as the Seven Great Aristocratic Families of the Yue Kingdom, replacing the original position of the Zhong family.
After all, Ruan Xingling is a native of Wandao Lake, and the cultivators of the islands are very well accepted.
'It's a pity...it's still a muddy water. '
For the sake of caution, Fang Xi decided to wait and see.
Anyway, he would definitely not be in a hurry to go back. As for Ruan Xingling?
This woman is smart, so she probably won't be.
Even if Ruan Xingling made other choices, Fang Xi would not give up her principles for her sake.
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Sancha Mountain.
This mountain is located a hundred miles east of Baize Immortal City, and it has almost entered the range of Wanshou Mountain Range.
The ground nearby is bare, with only three abrupt peaks, which are very recognizable.
Moreover, there are absolutely no spiritual veins here, only some wild beasts have always been active.
A certain day came, but a pitch-black mist rose up, enveloping the middle peak of Sancha Mountain.
Then, all kinds of concealed light gathered here from all directions.
Here is the stronghold selected by the black market in recent times.
On this day, Fang Xi also covered her figure, wearing a bamboo hat, and riding a black cloud to the entrance of the black market.
"This fellow Taoist... wants to enter the black market?"
The two masked Qi-refining late-stage monks guarding the entrance first swept away habitually, feeling the mana fluctuations on Fang Xi's body that had been suppressed to the point of perfect Qi-refining with the 'Breathing Containment Technique', and their expressions became more solemn.
"Exactly!"
Fang Xi casually threw out a letter talisman, which was exactly the token he bought from the Immortal City.
"Well, it's confirmed that it's correct, and please invite fellow Taoists to enter... Fighting is forbidden in the black market, and we don't recognize the authenticity of all goods when we go out..."
The monk on the left gave a reminder, and waved a mana.
The black mist dispersed, revealing a passage.
Fang Xi nodded and strode into the passage.
This passage is very short, and it didn't take long to reach the end. It is a platform on the top of the mountain, and there are no buildings. All monks set up stalls like casual cultivators.
All kinds of monks who cover their heads and hide their figures are few in number, wandering among the stalls.
Everything looks simple, but the items on the booth are all kinds of strange things.
All kinds of magical materials, side-door magic tools, and even female cultivators' cauldrons... are all put on display for sale.
Many of them are 'forbidden objects' of Bai Ze Xiancheng!
But that’s where the black market lives.
"The 'Blood Resentment Silk' made from boys and girls sacrificed in the cloudy year, the moon, the moon, the sun and the cloudy day... This is the best material for making magic banners..."
"Ghostface jujube, only 200 spirit stones per piece, it's cheap..."
"Corpse refining, many cheap and easy-to-use corpse refining..."
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Fang Xi walked around casually, and saw many magical treasures and magic weapons.
The Three Kingdoms of Mu, Yue, and Wu all belong to the righteous forces, and demon cultivators and demonic forces are not allowed to appear on the surface.
But it is said that in a country further south, there is a Daoist sect ruling the country, and the people under his command are turned into ants, confronting the major orthodox sects of the Yuan Kingdom.
"Unfortunately... nothing eye-catching."
After shopping around, Fang Xi chose a few, sold all the magic materials in Situ Jia's storage bag, and got more than 2,000 spirit stones.
Then, he stopped in front of a booth selling exercises.
"Why... Fellow Daoists are also interested in my magical skills?"
The monk who set up the stall didn't wear a bamboo hat. He looked weird, with three braids on his head, and overlapping wrinkles on his face. He didn't look like a gentleman.
"I'm a little interested in secret arts..."
Fang Xi casually picked up a jade slip, and saw the incomplete formula in it—'Hundred Illusions Technique', which is a secret technique that conceals body shape, changes face, and even slightly modifies mana breath.
"This secret technique is good, how much is it worth?"
"Two hundred spirit stones, I swear to be the original." The old man with three braids smiled and showed his yellow teeth: "This old man has all kinds of magic and secret techniques..."
"Oh? I don't know if there is such a thing that consumes life?"
Fang Xi's eyes lit up, and she asked casually.
"This hobby, my guest, is really strange..." The old man was a little speechless: "Isn't it the purpose of cultivators of my generation to live forever?"
"The family happens to be cultivating dead men, so let me tell you if there are any?" Fang Xi said with a hint of impatience in his voice.
(end of this chapter)