Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 224 The mad tiger comes out of the cage
When Fang Qingyuan shouted those words, the large number of camel and ray beasts from the Royal Beast Sect immediately stopped marching, and the probing birds and flying insects were released one after another, trying to find the person Fang Qingyuan was talking about. 'Jia Daoyou'.

The three foundation-building monks who were responsible for guarding Fang Qingyuan also divided their duties and took action. One hid in the dark, one came to Fang Qingyuan, and the other came to the front of the team to direct many disciples to search.

These changes in methods were completed in just a few breaths. It is obvious that the discipline in the beast control sect is not as lax as it seems from the outside world.

But Fang Qingyuan didn't have much hope for these responses.

On the surface, Jia Changqing's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of foundation building, but in fact, he concealed his cultivation level, and his methods were so clever that even Yuan Chujiu hid it.

Jia Changqing is in the final stage of foundation building, and the photographer on the second floor who was the supporter before, the one who seems to be speaking out fairly, is also a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and he is here now.

Although these two people are very good at concealing their whereabouts, the innate magical power of the bee mother Fang Ruoxi and the voices of all living things are as clear as fireflies in the dark night.

The bee mother Fang Ruoxi's method of detecting the voices of all things is not as aggressive as the detection of spiritual consciousness. It is more like a reflection of all things, like a reflection in water. She is so passive that she can reflect all things around her into Fang Qingyuan's heart.

Now, through the talent of the bee mother in the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan can easily discover all kinds of creatures within a radius of more than thirty miles. As long as they have consciousness, soul, thoughts and intelligence, they will be included in Fang Qingyuan's monitoring system.

Of course, the power of the soul needed to keep this kind of life map profile turned on is quite amazing. Fang Qingyuan only turns it on when he is on the road or fighting. At normal times, he only maintains a simple warning within ten miles.

At present, according to the strength of Fang Qingyuan's soul, the foundation-building monk can't hide it from him at all. Fang Qingyuan also tried to observe Lechuan and Huo Bai before, wanting to see how the golden elixir monk appeared in his own spiritual perception.

But after his observation, Lechuan was a huge source of radiation in his spiritual perception, and the place where Lechuan was was like a mist.

But Huo Bai was different. He was the image of a huge white tiger. When it was incorporated into Fang Qingyuan's telepathy system, he turned the tiger's head as if he was aware of it, and was confused.

When Fang Qingyuan tried to observe in detail, the white tiger representing Huo Bai became alert. However, when Fang Qingyuan stopped actively observing and only passively monitored, the white tiger calmed down.

With these two samples, Fang Qingyuan tested out the current upper limit of the bee mother's innate magical power. She could passively detect the presence of the golden elixir monk, but could not actively observe it.

As for the foundation-building monks, they can watch without restraint.

Jia Changqing, who was hiding in the dark, could never have imagined that while he was coldly admiring the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect's ridiculous actions in searching for his traces in the dark, there was a pair of eyes observing the changes in his heart.

The foundation-building monk who directed his disciples to search also turned to Fang Qingyuan. He shook his head slightly at Fang Qingyuan, indicating that he had found no trace of the enemy.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan no longer wanted to go around in circles with the opponent, and after so many changes just now, Fang Qingyuan also figured out the opponent's trump card, which was the hidden third Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator.

No wonder the three late-stage foundation-building monks dared to come and surround my team. With the strength I had shown, I only had four foundation-building monks and only one in the mid-stage foundation-building stage.

"Fellow Daoist Jia, what's wrong? Did the deal go wrong?"

Fang Qingyuan mocked lightly. He could imagine that Jia Changqing's purpose in coming to the door must be for the transparent seven-hole spirit tortoise shell.

The spiritual object that he spent 80 low-grade spiritual stones to forcefully buy from Jia Changqing was the real transparent seven-orificed spirit tortoise shell, while the one Yuan Chujiu got was just a fake carefully made by Jia Changqing.

Without this real transparent seven-hole spirit tortoise shell, it is estimated that Jia Changqing will be less able to deceive people in the future.

It's just that the transparent seven-hole spirit tortoise shell was thrown to the Xuanwu statue in the Immortal Mansion when he got it. It has been devoured by it and he can't take it out. "Fellow Daoist Fang, it was our fault before, but we are determined to get this transparent seven-orificed spirit tortoise shell. We hope you can be noble and return this thing to us. For this, we are willing to pay 100 million low-grade spiritual stones."

Jia Changqing's voice was erratic around Fang Qingyuan, making it difficult to find his specific location.

Obviously, this person did not want to face Fang Qingyuan directly. After all, they did not want to provoke the disciples of the Beast Control Sect.

"The things are gone. You'd better not think about it. I advise you to leave now. Otherwise, if it's too late, you won't be able to leave if you want to."

Fang Qingyuan's tone turned cold. Now they were on the border of the Beast Control Gate in Southern Xinjiang. If this person succeeded in threatening him, he would lose all his face.

"Why did Fellow Daoist Fang make things so desperate? Although you are the head of the Southern Border Beast Control Sect, we brothers are not in vain. If there is a conflict, you don't necessarily want to see it. It will be a big deal then. We have gone to the open sea to earn a living for decades, and although the Beast Control Sect is powerful, there are always things we cannot take care of."

Jia Changqing was still thinking about his transparent seven-hole spirit tortoise shell at this moment, but Fang Qingyuan really couldn't get it out. For the current plan, he had to see the real seal under his hands.

The three of Jia Changqing were originally a group of casual cultivators in the outer sea. Later, they made a big business together. The three of them got together by chance and became brothers. Later, a demonic wave broke out in the outer sea. They The three of them felt they couldn't stay any longer, so they ran to the mainland and started business without capital.

The transparent seven-orificed spirit tortoise shell is Jia Changqing's harvest from the sea. He is proficient in counterfeiting technology, so he wants to use fakes to deceive the wrongdoers. If he encounters Xiaofang City without a backer, he will use the trick to blackmail a large amount of spiritual stones. .

They only conduct this kind of transaction once every ten years. Firstly, the operations are frequent and accidents are easy to happen. Secondly, it will take a long time for Jia Changqing to create a fake that looks like the real thing.

But this time, when they came to Jiuyefang and prepared to conquer Yuan Chujiu, a small city without a strong backing, they encountered Fang Qingyuan, a disruptor.

"Then let's do it. It's just that I'm waiting for backup, and you three, what are you waiting for?"

As Fang Qingyuan said these words, in Fang Qingyuan's telepathy map, he clearly felt that the emotions of Jia Changqing and the others suddenly trembled.

And what Fang Qingyuan said was not just an empty talk to scare people, because he was really waiting for backup, and it was already here.

A strange monk wearing a black mask came from a distance at a very fast speed, chasing the Golden Core monk.

Moreover, the aura of this man was astonishing, and even though he was far away, everyone could feel the fighting spirit radiating from him.

'Black Tiger Duan Kong! '

A huge and ferocious claw suddenly appeared from the sky and fished it into the void.

The next moment, an embarrassed figure was forced out, and this person was Jia Changqing.

Jia Changqing looked in disbelief. He clearly sensed that although the person coming had an amazing aura, he was also a foundation-building monk. But when he really started to take action, he seemed to be facing a golden elixir monk.

Fang Qingyuan was watching the show from the side. When he saw Jia Changqing's expression, he thought to himself:
"Long time no see, Senior Brother Huo Hu."

(End of this chapter)