Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 15: In the Treasure Pavilion
In order to make Fang Yi believe him, Li Qingsong also specifically mentioned Fan Dacheng.

"Fellow Daoist Fan is also selling me the monsters and spiritual herbs he harvested from the Qingyun Mountains."

Fang Yi nodded and asked, "Does Fellow Daoist Li have any first-tier beast soul beads for sale?"

Li Qingsong was a little confused. His original intention was to purchase some monsters from Fang Yi.

Half a year ago, he handed over the spirit stones used to sell the Earth Wolf to Fan Dacheng.

The relationship between the two men eased a lot. After all, they were from the same secular world and were considered fellow villagers. They both had the same status as those who had joined Xuanyang Mountain and knew each other well.

In addition, Fan Dacheng entered the Qingyun Mountains to hunt monsters and needed a buyer who would not bargain for a low price. The two hit it off.

Over the past six months, Li Qingsong and Fan Dacheng's relationship has improved a lot.

Fan Dacheng introduced him to many monster hunters who were also active in Qingyun Mountain, so Li Qingsong's performance in Duobao Pavilion was among the best.

Now that Fang Yi is so enthusiastic, the first thing he should do is to keep his promise.

Secondly, he also wanted to obtain some monsters from Fang Yi. He knew that Fang Yi's martial arts was much stronger than Fan Dacheng's.

However, after half a year of experience in Duobao Pavilion, Li Qingsong also knew what to ask and when to keep quiet.

After all, every monk has his own secrets.

Li Qingsong thought for a moment and spoke.

"Duobao Pavilion purchased several first-level water-draining leopard soul beads the day before yesterday. The quality is quite good. If Brother Fang is interested, you can come with me to the pavilion to take a look."

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Daoist Fellow Qingsong."

Fang Yi thanked him.

Duobao Pavilion, an antique private room.

Li Qingsong took out a gray-blue gem from the soul-sealing box on the sandalwood table and introduced it to Fang Yi.

"Brother Fang, look, this Water Leopard Soul Orb was taken from a first-grade, low-grade Water Leopard King.

If it were a little worse, the Leopard King could advance to the mid-grade, and would be a top-grade spiritual material for both alchemy and weapon refinement."

"If Brother Fang is satisfied, this beast soul bead was acquired three days ago and has not yet entered the treasury of Duobao Tower. I will make the decision and transfer it to Brother Fang at the original price."

Fang Yi took the beast soul bead from Li Qingsong and his spiritual consciousness slowly seeped into the bead.

He could faintly feel the roar of the water-drinking leopard soul from the bead, and nodded in satisfaction.

With abundant soul power, the quality of this beast soul bead is indeed top-notch among its peers.

Fang Yi put the beast soul bead back into the soul sealing box and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Qingsong, I am very satisfied with this beast soul bead. I wonder how much it would cost."

"If Brother Fang wants it, twenty low-grade spirit stones."

Li Qingsong was afraid that Fang Yi would misunderstand, so he explained.

"Although this water-drawing leopard is only a low-grade first-rank monster, its speed is extremely fast, even exceeding that of an average mid-grade first-rank monster."

"And as a water-attributed monster, it tends to dive into lakes and rivers when it encounters danger, making it extremely difficult to kill."

"This Water Leopard's Beast Soul Orb was also unlucky. It encountered a high-level Qi training cultivator and was beaten to death by that cultivator with his bare hands. Only then did it get a Beast Soul Orb of this quality."

Li Qingsong opened several other soul-sealing boxes on the sandalwood table.

"In addition to this beast soul bead, there are also beast soul beads of slightly lower quality. If Fellow Daoist Fang is interested, you can take a look..."

Fang Yi glanced at the beast soul beads in the soul-sealing boxes and shook his head.

The quality of these beast soul beads is not as good as the top-grade one just now.

Although the maker of the beast soul bead tried his best to hide it, Fang Yi still saw a hint of the magic soul-extracting technique.

I think it is because the beast soul has not been obviously damaged and its soul power is very abundant. What Li Qingsong said is true.

Most importantly, an additional twenty-four low-grade spirit stones were received.

Fang Yi can have higher quality requirements for the beast soul beads and doesn’t need to care too much about the price.

"I naturally trust Fellow Daoist Qingsong. I want this beast soul bead."

After saying that, he asked another question casually.

"I wonder which fellow Taoist sent this soul bead, and why its quality is so good?" Li Qingsong frowned.

"It seems to be a Taoist friend named Zhu Tianzong?"

Zhu Tianzong

Fang Yi wrote down the name and then took out a prescription from his storage bag.

Written on it in faint ink are more than ten kinds of auxiliary medicines for refining the Red Blood Spring.

Of course, in order to prevent others from seeing the specific effects of this prescription, Fang Yi also mixed in several herbs with conflicting properties.

"Don't bother two people with one thing. I still need some herbs. Can I trouble Daoist Qingsong to prepare some for me?"

Li Qingsong took the prescription and took a quick look at it. These herbs were very common.

They are not high-grade spiritual medicines, at most they are quasi-spiritual medicines. Although there are many types, they are all in stock in Duobao Pavilion.

"This herb is always available in the Duobao Pavilion. Brother Fang, please wait a moment. I will get it for you."

"Thank you very much, Daoist Fellow Qingsong."

Looking at Li Qingsong's departing back, Fang Yi tapped the sandalwood table lightly with his index finger, his eyes a little dazed.

"Support each other?"

"Friend Li, the immortal way values ​​privacy, and human hearts are easily fickle. I wonder how long you can maintain this original intention?"

Putting aside the friendship between fellow townsmen, Li Qingsong, Fan Dacheng and Yang Caier each have their own outstanding qualities.

All three of them joined the Xuanyang Sect and practiced in the Xuanyang Mountains.

Not to mention fighting for each other's life and death, but as long as we can help and benefit each other within our abilities, these will be great help on the path of cultivation.

Not long after, Li Qingsong came back with a small bag of herbs and handed them to Fang Yi.

"Brother Fang, do you think this herb suits your taste?"

Fang Yi took the herbs, checked them and nodded.

"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Li. I wonder how many spirit stones are needed in total?"

"These common herbs are not of high quality. Counting the soul bead of the water-drawing leopard, Brother Fang will only need to give me twenty-two low-grade spirit stones."

Fang Yi handed the storage bag that Li Qingsong had handed him not long ago back to Li Qingsong.

"There are twenty-four spirit stones in this bag. For the extra two, I'd like to trouble you to prepare some first-level monster meat."

After all, one has to be cautious. It was the first time for Fang Yi to trade with Li Qingsong. He was afraid that there might be something hidden on the storage bag, so he returned the storage bag and spirit stones to Li Qingsong.

As for the newly purchased beast soul beads and herbs, they were guaranteed by the reputation of Duobao Pavilion. Fang Yi had also carefully checked them and found no other problems.

Li Qingsong took the spirit stone.

"Thank you very much, Brother Fang, for taking care of my business."

……

Three days later, at the Changqing Courtyard on Lingyang Peak, the outer gate of Xuanyang Mountain.

Fang Yi returned to Changqing Courtyard exhausted, with a hint of blood around him.

Looking at the yard with a sign saying "Out".

I didn't expect that I would return to this yard again after just a few days away.

After returning to the courtyard, Fang Yi did not take down the sign indicating he was leaving.

Instead, he entered the practice room and carefully observed the silk threads in the window and the dust images on the stone bricks to see if there were any changes.

Seeing no change, he relaxed.

Then he circulated the magic power in his body and exerted force with his hands, and a blue brick about ten feet wide in the quiet room made a muffled sound.

A dark hole was revealed under the blue bricks.

By pinching the magic formula, the magic power rises from the dantian and flows along the meridians to the tip of the index finger.

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