Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 14
Autumn wind and autumn rain, cold and misty, stop and go, not refreshing at all.

Fang Qingyuan looked into the distance, and as far as he could see, the distant mountains were soaked in mist and rain, making it hard to see clearly.

At this moment, the words in his ear brought him back to his thoughts:

"Fang Xianshi, my Zhanyuan died innocently, the Beast Sect can't just let it go."

Fang Qingyuan put on a wooden face, trying his best to appease:

"The Wei family has already realized their mistake. This is an apology they sent. I checked, and it is enough for your family to cultivate three qi refining monks. Also, although Senior Brother Zhan Yuan is gone, his place is still reserved for you. Your family, as for who will go to the other courtyard with me, you can discuss it yourself."

As soon as this remark came out, the people around stopped seeking justice from Fang Qingyuan, and started arguing over who deserved to go to the other hospital in Tianshan.

Listening to the quarrel of the crowd, Fang Qingyuan sighed, and began to look into the distance again.

After the Great Zhou Academy left that day, Fang Qingyuan originally wanted to start a money-making business, but unfortunately, the sky failed, and before Fang Qingyuan took action, he was ordered to turn around.

More than a dozen monks died in Tianshan Bieyuan, including two Foundation Establishment monks. The turmoil caused after that will not dissipate in a short while.

Among other things, it will take a month or two to arrange funeral affairs for these monks.

It takes ten days and half a month for a monk who refines Qi to attend a funeral, and for a monk who establishes a foundation, it takes 49 days. As for a monk who is a golden core, it takes even longer, and it must take 99 days.

It's been almost a month. During these days, Fang Qingyuan has been busy receiving guests, returning gifts, and comforting the clansmen of the dead monks.

Not only Fang Qingyuan himself, as long as it is a disciple in other courtyards, no one can escape.

After busying for a long time, after the banquet of the guests from the surrounding families and the funeral, Fang Qingyuan received another task to send the body of the dead brother Zhanyuan home.

People, it is inevitable that they will die, and the fallen leaves will return to their roots.

Brother Zhanyuan was originally the proud son of this family, but who would have expected that he would also encounter unexpected disasters in other courtyards.

That day, under Wei Tong's measurement ruler, just a ray of light swept across, and the hope of a family was shattered.

Hearing the quarrel of the crowd, Fang Qingyuan became impatient, turned around and got on the back of the camel ray, flying into the sky, leaving only one sentence:
"Give me an answer in three days, or you can go to Tianshan other courtyard by yourself."

Abandoning everyone below, Fang Qingyuan stepped on the camel ray and rushed into the autumn rain.

Qiu Yu couldn't rest for a moment, Fang Qingyuan sat cross-legged on the camel ray and let him have fun.

The camel ray is originally a water spirit beast and loves water by nature. The autumn rain is an excellent and comfortable environment for it.

The rain hit Fang Qingyuan's body, but it was blocked by the Taoist robe on his body. Although the Taoist robe on his body was only of the first rank, it was engraved with [Wind Shield] and [Wen Yang] talisman array.

Not only can it completely isolate the drizzle, but it can also keep your body warm like spring at all times.

It's a pity that it doesn't have much protection, and it can't withstand a blow from a monk of the same level. It can't be regarded as a good Taoist robe.

For a truly superb Taoist robe, comfort is only the most basic function, and protection is the only factor to verify the quality of a Taoist robe.

It's just that kind of Taoist robe, now Fang Qingyuan can only think about it, if he is not really rich, he can't afford to wear it at all.

Putting aside these thoughts, Fang Qingyuan signaled the camel ray under him to stop playing, he looked for the direction, and started to fly towards Heihefang.

The Zhanyuan family is a small family near Tianmen Mountain. It is not too far from here to Heihefang. The camel ray only flew for an hour before arriving at Heihefang.

Looking at the slightly rudimentary market in front of him, Fang Qingyuan placed the camel beast, and walked towards it familiarly.

"Old Fan, how did the red lotus fruit sell last time?"

The cultivator inside was startled when he heard Fang Qingyuan's question, and asked in a low voice:

"Boy Fang, are you all right in the other courtyard of Tianshan Mountain? I heard that there was a fight with the Wei family, and even Dazhou Academy was called down."

Fang Qingyuan grinned, and there was a chill inside. Seeing Lao Fan's expression, he knew it would be impossible not to say a few words, so he opened his mouth and said:

"It's all a misunderstanding. Now that the two families have reconciled, please don't inquire about this matter."

Lao Fan trembled, a little frightened, and after a while he forced a smile and said:
"Okay, don't inquire, I don't inquire, the red lotus fruit sold well last time, but now it's gone, why, do you have it again?"

Fang Qingyuan nodded, and stretched out three fingers:
"Three hundred fruits, can you eat them?"

Lao Fan muttered, but he gritted his teeth and said:
"It's only three hundred pieces, it will be sold out in half a day, I want it."

Seeing that Lao Fan agreed, Fang Qingyuan laughed, stretched out his hand and said:
"Give the spirit stones first, three hundred fruits, a total of 75 spirit stones."

Lao Fan waved open Fang Qingyuan, cast him a glance and said:

"Come on, I didn't see the fruit, who gave you the spirit stone, where is the fruit? Take me there quickly."

Fang Qingyuan was not angry when his palm was opened, he turned around and left a sentence:

"What about the pier, do you want to call a few more people, three hundred fruits, you can't hold them alone."

Seeing Fang Qingyuan going out, Lao Fan wanted to say no, but on second thought, he obediently called someone and followed Fang Qingyuan to the pier.

After Lao Fan handed over 75 spirit stones to Fang Qingyuan with heartache, Fang Qingyuan began to calculate how much he could earn this time.

These [-] fruits were hard-won. Before that, Fang Qingyuan helped the loose cultivator He. Later, Zhao Elian and Le Jin fought around Tianmen Mountain, and the patrol team from Tianmen Mountain Square City all retreated to the mountain gate.

Lao He's rogue cultivators were left unattended, and took the opportunity to run away. Most of the rogue cultivators were scattered all over the place, never daring to return to Tianmen Mountain.

But Lao He has been here for nearly 20 years, and he was reluctant to part with his family for half his life, so he had to bite the bullet and come back.

After that, when Dazhou Academy came, Lao He's heart was completely stabilized, and he continued to set up a stall to sell spiritual fruits.

Regarding what happened before, Lao He is like a normal person. Over the years, he has experienced a lot.

This time when Fang Qingyuan found him, Lao He didn't say a word, he just pieced together and produced [-] red lotus fruits. Even if Fang Qingyuan only paid a deposit, he didn't have any complaints.

For 25 fruits, Fang Qingyuan's cost was [-] spirit stones, and now he lost [-] spirit stones as soon as he changed hands, this time he made a lot of money.

Enduring joy, after bidding farewell to Lao Fan, he came to Heihefang Wharf and began to solicit customers.

Although he only made a large sum of money, he can't abandon his old business. Pulling a monk is a spirit stone, so he can't let it go.

"I'm going to Tianmen Mountain. There are still a few people left. One spirit stone is a trip. Individual travelers can go as they come. Hurry up and set off immediately."

Fang Qingyuan started to shout, but perhaps because of the weather, Fang Qingyuan greeted for a long time before he got a guest.

Seeing that it was getting late, Fang Qingyuan had no choice but to drag the only guest on a camel ray, and flew in the direction of Tianmen Mountain against the autumn rain.

(End of this chapter)