Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 224 Gurulu, Gululu

Devil Castle.

From the outside, it looks a bit compact, but when you walk in, it is not small at all. If you say it is very spacious, it is not too bad. Anyway, it is not bad.

At this moment, Yang Fan was walking around the street with a fierce face.

After walking around, he found that whether it was in the shops or the stalls on the street, almost all the food was sold, and the price was several times higher than other things.

There are poor-quality Lingmi, and there are also jerky made from some kind of monster meat, and there is an indescribable stench that can be smelled from a distance.

As for the pills, they are the most valuable goods here, but unfortunately the quality is almost very low. Even if it is a pill of the fourth or fifth rank of the mysterious rank, its true medicinal properties can only exert [-]% to [-]% of its true medicinal properties. Not even half of it.

Obviously, the alchemist who made this elixir is so hot!

The second is Lingbing, the price is so low that it is frightening, like Chinese cabbage on the street, and the monks passing by don't even look at it.

But if you think about it carefully, the Moyuan is a barren land, with terrifyingly scarce resources. In addition, there are intrigues and deceptions every day, and killings are staged at any time.

Under such a situation of consumption, food has gradually become the most sought-after resource, and some magic cultivators who cannot afford food have even started cannibalism.

Alchemists are very sought-after existences here, and any one, no matter how high or low, has an incomparably noble status, and there are countless demon cultivators who are willing to follow behind.

Of course, there are also very few vicious and vicious people who specifically pick alchemists to attack. After all, if they succeed in one vote and put them under house arrest, they will have an endless alchemy machine, and they will no longer have to worry about pills.

But robbing an alchemist is really too difficult, almost impossible to achieve, the most important thing is, if the robbery fails, then you will face the reward offered by the alchemist, so the general demon cultivator is not willing to The one who had a bad relationship with the alchemist.

The currency traded by the demons is a stone containing magic power. Like the spirit stone, it is called magic spar.

Magic spar can be used for cultivation, and it is one of the very important resources for magic cultivation.

However, in Demon Abyss, magic spar is of course important, but only those high-level monks can spend it. For low-level monks, it is better to replace it with food.

After wandering around for a long time, I finally walked into a small shop with only six or seven square meters.

This small shop is very simple. There are only two greasy broken tables in total, and four four-legged stools made of monster bones, three of which are broken and speechless. entangled.

If a massive fat man like Ke Yang came, the stool would probably die on the spot.

"Senior, what would you like to eat?" The owner of the small shop was a very slender and burly man who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm and asked with a smile.

"What do you have?" Yang Fan glanced at the menu hanging on the wall with a few dish names scattered on it, then stretched out his hand to support the black gauze that covered his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"We have smoked and roasted earthworms, stir-fried earthworms, marinated earthworms, etc. delicious food, and by the way, there is also special brewed earthworm wine!" The store introduced it endlessly.

"Apart from the above, is there anything more normal?" Yang Fan frowned and asked.

The shopkeeper thought for a few seconds and said, "Then there are only fried magic beans!"

"Magic beans!? Then use this!"

"Okay, what else do seniors need? Do you want to try the earth dragon wine? It's delicious!" The shopkeeper asked again while nodding.

It's just too verbose.

Yang Fan's eyes widened fiercely, and he let out a little bit of murderous aura. The frightened shopkeeper quickly shut up, turned around and ran into the back kitchen.

Bitch!
Soon, a plate of fried magic beans was served.

Yang Fan picked one up curiously, looked at it, and then threw it into his mouth to try it. He felt that the taste was the same as peanuts, but after biting it, there would be a little bit of cool air, which was fresh and refreshing.

As for the rest, there is nothing strange about it.

I took out the Ice Soul Brew from the storage and served it with the magic beans. It felt very good.

But it's cool, I still have to ask about business.

"Let me ask you, who is the owner of this place?"

"Senior, this place is the territory of the Flame Demon King." Although the shop owner hesitated to Yang Fan's question, he didn't think too much about it, and said the truth.

"Blaze!? Tell me carefully, this deity has been in seclusion for 1000 years, and he just came out recently. He doesn't understand the changes in this demon abyss." Yang Fan pondered.Pretend to look like an outsider.

Hearing the words 1000 years, the shopkeeper paused suddenly, looked Yang Fan up and down carefully, and introduced him respectfully.

...

After a cup of tea, Yang Fan finally had a general understanding of Moyuan under the introduction of the shopkeeper.

Moyuan is divided into three areas, like his fairy island, Outer Abyss, Middle Abyss, and Inner Abyss.

In fact, there was no hierarchical division here before, but because each area has different resources, so after being occupied by a powerful magic cultivator, there are three terms: outer, middle, and inner.

And this Balrog is a cultivator who has broken through 100 years at the Spirit Slashing Realm, but due to talent and resource factors, he has not made any progress in these years.

In addition to these, he asked some news about Moyuan's heresy.

"Senior, this Demon Abyss heresy has been the nightmare of the entire Demon Abyss monks since ancient times. No one dared to investigate it. It used to only appear once every half a month, but in recent years, it appeared every three days. After it appears, a large number of monks will lose their lives because of it."

As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, suddenly, a group of magicians dragging a large iron warehouse with mummified corpses stopped at the entrance of the small shop.

The clothes of these people are all uniform, with the word 'Yan' embroidered on the chest.

"Senior, it's the Flame Demon Guard!" The shopkeeper introduced the room to Yang Fan in a low voice, only to see a group of demon cultivators consigning mummified corpses walked in, and instantly crowded the shop to full capacity.

"Old man Liu, here are twenty jars of ground dragon wine!" One of them, who seemed to be the leader, sat down and yelled carelessly. After arriving at the Ice Soul Brewing, his eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, and snatched the jug from him.

Put it on the tip of your nose and smell it, and laughed, "Good wine!"

After the words were closed, the guy drank directly in front of Yang Fan.

The demon cultivators standing beside him even swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and some even cast their gazes over, with a bit of a bad look on their faces, as if they were staring at a little lamb.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and stood up slowly.

Just happened to meet the shopkeeper who just brought out the Dilong wine.

Seeing this, the opponent's body trembled violently, and when he was about to step forward to stop it, Yang Fan suddenly burst out with murderous aura, and raised his hand to slap him.

In the next second, there was only a 'bang', and the demon cultivator who had snatched his flagon just now was blown out of the shop.

This slap Yang Fan controlled just right, and didn't directly kill the demon cultivator.

"You are so brave, you dare to snatch things from labor and capital!" Yang Fan burst into the drinking room, walked out of the small shop in the eyes of those dumbfounded Flame Demon Guards, and came to the Moxiu who was called out.

He lifted it up and turned back to the small shop.

boom!
Yang Fan threw the monk on the ground, beckoned to suck up two empty wine jars and put them on the ground, then raised his head and glanced at the Balrog Guards.

"Come on, piss on labor!"

As soon as these words came out, the Flame Demon Guards present were taken aback, and they didn't understand for a long time.

Bang!
Suddenly, Yang Fan waved his hand fiercely, blowing up a Flame Demon Guard on the spot.

"Labour counts down for three seconds, 3, 2..."

Seeing this, the rest of the Balrog Guard trembled, before he had time to think about anything else, he quickly unbuttoned his pants.

Soon, the two empty wine jars were filled with urine, and one of them still came out.

"Come on, you, you, and you, go and pour him in!"

"???" All the Flame Demon Guards were dumbfounded for a moment, and even the store owner was shocked, everyone shuddered, and cast strange eyes on the demon cultivator lying on the ground who was still a little dizzy.

"Don't do it yet? Do you want to die?" Yang Fan urged.

The words were closed, and the three Flame Demon Guards hurriedly started, one was responsible for opening his mouth, and the other two were responsible for pouring urine.

gurgling... gurgling...

　Something's up..."The Corpse Fairy of Immortals"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)