However, the Black Python Immortal flew directly out of the Black Dragon Pond and landed directly on the beach at the edge of the Black Dragon Pond, while Fang Jian was sitting on a big rock on the beach and singing.
When the Black Python Immortal flew out of the Black Dragon Pond, a column of water shot up into the sky. After the Black Python Immortal flew out of the Black Dragon Pond, Fang Jian looked over.
The Black Python Immortal glanced up and down at Fang Jian, then snorted coldly and said, "Taoist, what are you singing about?"
Fang Jian stood up and bowed, saying, "Hello, fellow Taoist. I was just singing."
"Singing? What are you doing here?" asked the Black Python Immortal with narrowed eyes.
Fang Jian smiled and said, "I've been traveling around, doing some spiritual tea business. When I passed by here, I found that this place has abundant spiritual energy, beautiful mountains and clear waters, and I thought there must be good tea trees growing here, so I decided to go into the mountains to look for spiritual tea."
The Black Python Immortal said calmly, "You're a tea picker, why are you singing the fisherman's song?"
"Huh?" Fang Jian was stunned for a moment and said, "Can't I sing?"
The Black Python Immortal was upset, and his eyes immediately turned hostile upon hearing this. Fang Jian asked in confusion, "Fellow Daoist, why is there such a murderous aura on your face?"
The Black Python Immortal did not answer, but just stared at Fang Jian quietly. He had just been injured by the Heavenly Thunder Righteousness, and most of his strength had been reduced. If he could eat the Taoist priest in the Yangshen Realm in front of him, perhaps he could make up for it a little.
But just as the Black Python Immortal had this thought, Fang Jian took out several jars of spiritual tea from his storage bag and said, "Do you drink spiritual tea on a daily basis? I have three kinds of spiritual tea here, high, medium, and low quality. Would you like to take a look?"
Hearing Fang Jian's words, the Black Python Immortal immediately suppressed the murderous intent in his heart. The Taoist priest in front of him seemed to be only at the Yang God Realm, but he traveled around with these spiritual teas, so he must have some skills. It is better not to act rashly before finding out his background. This is the caution that a wandering immortal should have.
Thinking of this, the Black Python Immortal said calmly, "Oh? Then let me see your top-grade spiritual tea."
Fang Jian immediately picked up a jade jar and handed it to the Black Python Immortal, saying, "This contains the best quality spiritual tea. Fellow Daoist, please take a look."
The Black Python Immortal raised his hand and took the jade jar in his hand, then opened the lid. In an instant, a spiritual energy with a rich and fragrant aroma rushed out from the jade jar. The Black Python Immortal's eyes suddenly lit up, but the spiritual energy contained in this jar of spiritual tea far exceeded the magic power that could be replenished by eating the Yang Shen realm cultivator in front of him.
The Black Python Immortal sealed the tea, then asked Fang Jian calmly, "How much is this spiritual tea worth?"
Fang Jian held up a finger and said, "Top-grade spiritual tea, one jar of ten thousand calamity jade."
"What?!" The Black Python Immortal's eyes widened. "Ten Thousand Tribulations Jade in a jar, why don't you go and grab it?"
Fang Jian immediately laughed, "Fellow Daoist, you're not right. Robbing is not as safe as selling spiritual tea."
The Black Python Immortal frowned and said, "Five Hundred Tribulations Jade, are you selling it?"
This time it was Fang Jian's turn to be shocked. "Fellow Daoist, this is what you call robbery, isn't it? My price was ten thousand, and you chopped it straight into the eighteenth level of hell."
"Stop talking nonsense." The Black Python Immortal unleashed the might of his True Immortal Realm and threatened Fang Jian, "Five hundred Tribulation Jades for a jar. This is the price for any spiritual tea you have. I'll buy them all."
Fang Jian took a deep breath and said in amazement, "Fellow Daoist, it's a pity that you don't do business. Are you interested in joining me in the spiritual tea business?"
"No, Grandpa, I need to practice and don't have time to do these chores." said the Black Python Immortal.
Fang Jian shook his head and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, although your Daoist realm is higher than mine, I can see that if you don't use special methods, it will be difficult for you to make any further progress."
"Hmm?" The Black Python Immortal's pupils shrank, and he suddenly became extremely alert. "Who are you?"
Fang Jian said: "Daoyou, don't be surprised. I am just an ordinary Yangshen realm Taoist priest. However, as a Taoist priest, it is not surprising that I know more."
The Black Python Immortal said, "Oh, so what do you know? Tell me about it."
Fang Jian said, "I also know that you were walking on a dragon not long ago, but were stopped by a master, and you were injured, right?"
The Black Python Immortal was extremely shocked. He carefully looked at Fang Jian's level again. He was at the Yang God Realm, right?
After about twenty breaths, the Black Python Immortal gradually recovered from his shock. He then handed the jade jar back and said, "I don't have the Ten Thousand Tribulations Jade."
Fang Jian took the jade jar back and said with regret, "Price and goods are different. If you don't have the jade, I can't sell it."
The Black Python Immortal didn't mind this at all at this moment, and instead asked Fang Jian, "What's your name, fellow Daoist?"
Fang Jian bowed and said, "Master Fang."
The Black Python Immortal also bowed and said, "I am Black Python."
Then the Black Python Immortal asked Fang Jian again, "Fellow Daoist Fang, do you know who that master is?"
Fang Jian shook his head and said, "I don't know about that, but that master's bronze sword contains the Thirty-Six Heavenly Thunders. I'm afraid it's unlikely that you will be able to travel by this waterway again in the future."
Upon hearing this, the Black Python Immortal said with a depressed look, "Damn it, what bad luck! I've tried thirty-seven times but haven't succeeded yet, and now the road is blocked. Could it be that God doesn't like me?"
Fang Jian smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, could you please tell me the route you took to become a dragon?"
The Black Python Immortal glanced at Fang Jian, then raised his hand and sent out a spiritual light that reflected his shadow. He said, "Look, this spiritual light reflects the path I have taken over the years."
Fang Jian took the spiritual light and unfolded it to examine it. After a moment, Fang Jian sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist, your route is full of densely populated areas."
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