Chapter 50: Surveillance and Visits (Please collect)
Qinglinfang City.
Fang Xing prepared the meal and enjoyed it alone.
Although the chefs on the Eagle Star are skilled, the raw materials are far inferior to those here.
For the sake of his own martial arts, he still chooses to eat in Qinglin Market as much as possible.
I just go to Eagle Star occasionally to order takeout to satisfy my hunger.
Of course, in order to keep up appearances, they would occasionally store some daily necessities at their home on the Eagle Star, and then bring them all here to be destroyed.
He was eating rice from a large bowl when he heard a string of silver bell-like laughter. A fragrant breeze blew by and Hua Feiyue came over: "Young Master..."
She was wearing a well-cut pink dress, showing off her proud breasts and peach-like buttocks, but her facial expression was very serious, giving people the feeling of a good wife.
But combined with the charming and enchanting figure, there is a kind of contradictory temperament.
Simply put, it is to tempt people to commit crimes! Next to him, the neighbor, the monster catcher Yu Xia, who was just going out, saw this scene and his eyes widened.
"You are here... There is no food for you here. Did you bring the spirit stones?"
Fang Xing quickly finished the spiritual rice and asked.
"I brought it."
Hua Feiyue giggled, walked into the house slowly, and closed the door behind her.
"hiss……"
Outside the house, Yu Xia retracted his interrupted gaze and took a breath of cold air: "Brother Fang is really an extraordinary person. How can he make such a beautiful woman throw herself at him?"
Then think about yourself, you are also handsome, eight feet tall, and handsome, why is it that no female cultivator is interested in you? It's really true that comparing yourself to others makes you angry!
He let out a long breath and prepared to go to Tingyu Tower to give them a good criticism.
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"Sir, three snake orchid fruits, one golden dragon ginseng, and three emerald bone flowers... have all been sold, earning a total of thirteen spirit stones and eight spirit sands... In addition, there are still thirteen stalks of 'Red Dragon Grass' that are unsalable. The market originally bought Red Dragon Grass at a high price, but now it seems that the craze has passed. Do you want to lower the price?"
Hua Feiyue sat upright and began to report the bill.
"The price of Zhulong grass has dropped?"
Fang Xing was a little surprised, but if he asked around a little, he would know that Hua Feiyue would not lie to him.
"Perhaps a certain force was exploring a new elixir formula, or discovered the effectiveness of Zhulong grass in feeding monsters and other aspects, and needed a large amount of Zhulong grass to try, but failed in the end?"
Hua Feiyue tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ears. This kind of thing was actually quite common.
"All right……"
Fang Xing pondered for a moment, then took out a low-grade spirit stone from the small pile of spirit stones given by Hua Feiyue, along with four spirit sands, and handed it back: "This is what you deserve..."
Although he had to give Hua Feiyue a commission, Fang Xing was naturally willing to do so because it was troublesome to have someone run errands for him, and the profit would still be better than selling all the items to the store.
"Thank you, sir!"
Hua Feiyue was playing with the low-grade spirit stone the size of an ordinary dice, her eyes smiling into crescents.
For a warrior, it is actually quite difficult to earn spirit stones in the market, let alone her situation.
To have such a livelihood, I don't know how many innate masters would envy her! The more so, the more she doesn't mind letting Fang Xing take advantage of her, and wants to keep this business firmly in her hands.
"Well, I like fair trade. As long as you run your business honestly, I don't have to worry about anything..."
Fang Xing knocked again, went back to the room and fetched a wooden box: "This is the medicinal material this time..."
Hua Feiyue's eyes lit up, he opened the wooden box and began to count the items carefully.
Fang Xing liked this about this woman: she was knowledgeable, interesting, and fair in her work.
If you think that you can become a welfare girl by selling him some meat and giving him some benefits, and if you don't work seriously or even take advantage of him, then you are underestimating him.
After a while, Hua Feiyue finished the careful appraisal: "These herbs should be able to be sold for about sixteen low-grade spirit stones..."
She was very curious, what kind of channels did this young man have? Is there a team of herbalists silently supporting him? Otherwise, how could there be so many good medicines every now and then?
Despite this, the joy on her face gradually faded, and became solemn.
"Why? Are you in trouble?"
Fang Xing saw this and asked immediately.
A dozen low-grade spirit stones every three days, which means about a hundred stones a month. The profit is indeed huge.
According to common sense, it is very dangerous for a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training to have such income. It is barely acceptable for a short period of time in the middle stage of Qi training, but not for a long time.
Only masters in the late stage of Qi training can truly hold on!
This was the result of him secretly suppressing the production of spiritual medicines. Unexpectedly, there were still some troubles.
"It's just a little bit of snooping. There are Qingxuan Sect's law enforcement team in the market to suppress it, so there won't be many problems... But you need to worry about the channels outside the market, especially when it comes to handover."
Hua Feiyue reminded.
"I see……"
Fang Xing nodded silently, knowing that he might have attracted the attention of some interested people, and he would be extra careful when leaving the market in the future.
"Those who are attracted by this little bit of profit are probably not experts..."
In his heart, he sneered: "I don't even need to disguise myself to leave the market... I just want someone to test the power of swords!"
As for the rollover issue?
With the three treasures of electric baton, protective clothing and laser gun, even monks who have achieved perfect Qi training can hardly pose a real threat to him, so he is naturally fearless.
Even Fang Xing didn't intend to use it, he just went fishing on purpose to increase his practical experience!
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After Hua Feiyue left, Fang Xing adjusted the surveillance camera and a smile appeared on his face: "Sure enough, there is a follower..."
The area near his residence is naturally a highly-surveilled area, which is even more secure than the temporary camps outside.
Many seemingly harmless birds, beetles, and even earthworms... together form a tight network.
As long as there is no Foundation Establishment cultivator using spiritual sense to follow, the flaws will basically be discovered.
At this moment, there were actually three groups of people on the screen! "Is it necessary to attract so many people to a business of a hundred spirit stones a month?"
Fang Xing took a quick look and couldn't help but fall into deep suspicion, then gave the order.
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A monk with a thin body and ordinary features who could not be distinguished in a crowd stared at Hua Feiyue returning to his home and nodded immediately: "Do you only associate with these people?"
He turned to leave, but he didn't notice a mosquito-sized drone moving with the wind, following him...
On the roof of the shed, a spirit bird with bright eyes stared at Hua Feiyue, and glanced at the side with some confusion.
A yellow bird appeared on the eaves without anyone noticing.
For some reason, when the spirit bird looked into the dead eyes of the yellow bird, it suddenly started to wake up, and quickly flapped its wings and flew high.
The yellow bird tilted its head and also flew up, following the spirit bird.
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"Three groups of people... One group has no technical skills, they should be a gang in the shantytown..."
Gangs are rampant in the shantytowns, and every member dreams of becoming a giant like the Black Tiger Gang, but the result is often that the entire family is wiped out within a few months.
Then more gangs appeared like cockroaches, and it was impossible to wipe them out.
"For a small gang like this, having a leader who is in the late stage of Qi training is already amazing..."
"This is the kind of guy who might be interested in my business."
Fang Xing touched his chin and looked at another group of people: "Black Tiger Gang? One of the three major forces in Qinglinfang City, they are interested in my small business? No... The Black Tiger Gang is quite big, there are several Qi training perfect cultivators, maybe it's just a private job of one of the deacons or elders? Or... is there another reason, they are targeting Hua Feiyue?"
To be honest, at first Fang Xing thought that Chen Yi had only offended Fu Qing, but now he is not so sure.
Fu Qing is only in the late stage of Qi training, and he can't mobilize so many Black Tiger gang members! 'Sure enough, there is something hidden! It's a pity that I could only watch from a distance when I released the surveillance at that time, and I couldn't record their every word and every subtle movement in detail... Otherwise, I would definitely find something.'
He felt a little regretful, and then he saw the yellow bird following the spirit bird slowly landed on a shed.
Not long after, the door of the shed opposite opened and a middle-aged monk walked out.
The spirit bird landed on his shoulder, chirping.
The middle-aged monk took out a few pills from his arms and fed them to his own pet, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Then, he actually came towards the T-junction.
Shed No. 57.
“Here I come.”
Fang Xing walked out of the underground monitoring room and came to the living room thoughtfully.
Almost as soon as he arrived, he heard a knock on the door.
Boom boom!
The knock on the door was neither fast nor slow, showing that the person who came had great confidence.
"Who is it?"
Fang Xing asked deliberately.
"An old friend has come, and I hope to see you again!"
The middle-aged monk spoke, his voice was surprisingly old, and even had a hint of familiarity.
Fang Xing opened the door and the middle-aged monk immediately flashed in.
"Who are you?"
There was a hint of doubt on Fang Xing's face, but he was not worried.
He never believed in the rules of the market town, so he always wore the nano suit when he was here.
Besides that, when a cultivator gets in close combat with a warrior, it is never the latter that he should worry about.
The middle-aged monk smiled slightly upon hearing this and wiped his face with his hand.
A layer of green light flashed.
In an instant, his face changed and froze on an old face.
"It's you, Chen Yi?!"
Fang Xing was surprised: "Fellow Daoist Chen and I only met once, why are you looking for me?"
"Alas... Back in the Five Scorpion Valley, I lost touch with my brothers because of a single thought... Now that I think about it, I really regret it."
Chen Yi's face was full of bitterness: "It's just that I have something to hide. I heard that you helped my fifth sister and her widowed mother, and later took in my second sister. I came here specially to thank you..."
"Thank you? Aren't you here to kill people?"
Fang Xing complained in his heart.
However, he keenly felt that Chen Yi seemed more dangerous than before.
He is not a cultivator, and he does not have any spiritual eyes that can clearly see the other party's cultivation level. He only has the intuition of a warrior! But he believes in his intuition! 'Isn't Chen Yi a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training? Even if he is at the sixth level of Qi training, he can't give me a sense of danger... Unless, he has recently broken through to the late stage of Qi training? '
Fang Xing's heart moved slightly. This was a very incredible thing.
After all, most of the immortal cultivators in the market town have poor spiritual roots and some are even stuck in bottlenecks for their entire lives.
Chen Yi had been in a difficult situation for half his life and could only associate with innate warriors and call them brothers. This shows that he not only has poor aptitude but also bad luck. He might be in the middle stage of Qi training until his death!
How could a true immortal genius be willing to associate with warriors? But nothing is absolute in this world!
At such an old age, he was able to break through the bottleneck from the middle to the late stage of Qi training. Obviously, he encountered a "great opportunity"! (End of this chapter)
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