Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 77 Another Year

Coming out of the Sutra Pavilion, Fang Qingyuan looked a little dignified. He had read through many jade slips just now, and looking at it comprehensively, he had a clearer understanding of the pioneering war that year.

270 years ago, Dazhou Academy joined forces with Yushoushan, Heifenggu, Qiyun, and Kurong Temple to start another pioneering war.

Each of the five factions sent out a cultivator of the God of Transformation, and there was a companion beast of the God of Transformation in Yushou Mountain. A total of six God of Transformation launched an attack on the ancient beast of the God of Transformation here.

After a pioneering war, the Wei family entrusted Tianmen Mountain due to meritorious service, and Chu Hongshang, a Nascent Soul monk who was born in Qi Yun, was also entrusted to establish the Southern Chumen because of his great achievements.

South Chumen and Tianmen Mountain are separated by a black river, so they can be regarded as neighbors. Nanchumen was born out of Qiyun Dapai, with strict style and deep heels, and they can't talk with other sects around southern Xinjiang.

That is to say, recently Le Chuan was appointed as the head of the academy, and the Nan Chu Sect sent a golden pill to congratulate him. In the past, the Wei family patriarch's birthday banquet, the Nan Chu Sect only sent a foundation building.

Now 270 years have passed, who would have thought that the Yuanying Ancient Beast was hidden at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain. Although it died, there was still a remnant soul obsessed with it. For the sake of its unborn child, it endured for 270 years.

Fang Qingyuan still doesn't know how to deal with the body of this Nascent Soul Ancient Beast.

Although the giant beast said to give him its body, Fang Qingyuan was not sure that the giant beast's remnant soul would be completely destroyed, so he didn't dare to go down again.

Moreover, Fang Qingyuan does not have the ability to dig out a corpse of a giant beast that is ten feet long, and he cannot keep it if he digs it out, so now Fang Qingyuan has to put it aside for the time being and wait until later.

Anyway, this monster is metal, and after 270 years, its body will not rot, so it doesn't matter if it waits another 270 years.

It's just that after this incident, Fang Qingyuan still had some doubts in his heart that had not been resolved.

First, according to records, the Qingfeng Tea Garden on Qingfeng Mountain has been opened for a hundred years, and nothing unusual happened during this period. Why did two babies with golden spirit roots suddenly appear this year? What is the real purpose?
Is it to attract the attention of outside monks, or to leave behind these two children?
Second, Fang Qingyuan searched all the records for the overlord of this place back then, that ancient bear beast that had transformed into a god, but there was no record that the bear beast had died. Could it be that someone captured it?

Otherwise, the news of the death of an ancient beast that turned into a god would definitely be the most shocking thing that year. It is impossible for all the ancient books to be vague and unrecorded.

All kinds of thoughts turned in Fang Qingyuan's mind, which made him a little annoyed and irritable, so he simply didn't think about it for now, these things are not something that he, a little monk at the fifth level of Qi refining, can control, so let's take care of his eyes first.

So Fang Qingyuan drove the camel ray, turned around and returned to his small courtyard.

Three days later, in a shop in the innermost street of Heihefang, Fang Qingyuan was talking to a monk from Guanghui Pavilion:

"Thanks to the accommodating management, I will pay the spiritual stones every month in the future."

The cultivator of Guanghui Pavilion looked at Fang Qingyuan's small shop, and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter, Fang Daoyou is a disciple of Yushoumen. I still believe in this reputation. If there is nothing to do, I will go back first. If you have anything to do, just go to Fangshi and find me."

After the monks of Guanghui Pavilion finished speaking, they left leisurely, leaving only Fang Qingyuan in this small shop of less than twenty square meters.

After Fang Qingyuan looked around for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he started to tidy up.

The monks at Guanghui Pavilion just now gave him a lot of convenience. Other shops pay every six months, but Fang Qingyuan only needs to pay once a month.

And the monthly rent is only 150 first-order spirit stones, which is two-thirds cheaper than the [-] rents in Tianmenshanfang City.

In the past few days, Fang Qingyuan chose to rent a shop in Heihefang after careful consideration. Originally, he wanted to visit other places and compare a few more.

But a few days ago, he spent more than 2000 spirit stones in the underground of Qingfeng Mountain, which made him very short of money, so Fang Qingyuan didn't want to procrastinate any longer. He rented a shop earlier and gave away the goods stored in the Immortal Mansion. , It is reasonable to replace it with Lingshi.

After tidying up the shop, Fang Qingyuan didn't hold any opening ceremony, but just made a "Small Shop" signboard and hung it at the door, and it opened.

It was still a few shops next to them. After seeing that Fang Qingyuan was a disciple of Yushoumen, they each came to congratulate them and gave them things that were not worth a few spirit stones. After Fang Qingyuan accepted it with a smile, they returned gifts one by one.

After tossing and tossing for half a day, Fang Qingyuan finally welcomed the first guest, but this person just looked around, and finally showed a look of disgust, turned and left.

This made Fang Qingyuan's expression a bit ugly, but in the blink of an eye, Fang Qingyuan regained his composure.

Since you chose to open a store in Heihefang, you should be prepared for a bad start. The possibility of a fire in the new store is really too small.

Without word-of-mouth for several years or more, it is unrealistic to compare with surrounding shops.

After one day passed, Fang Qingyuan didn't earn a single spirit stone. Regarding this, Fang Qingyuan didn't say anything, but just sealed the door, came to the pier and shouted:

"I'm going to Fang City, Tianmen Mountain. The flying camel ray is safe and secure. With a spirit stone, everyone will leave."

The days went on so slowly, Fang Qingyuan ran back and forth between Heihefang and Tianmen Mountain every day, looking at the shops, and at the same time taking care of the ferry to make money.

During the period, Fang Qingyuan asked Zhang Yuan to show him the store for half a month, and he took the time to do a sect mission, which counted as handing in this year's errand.

This time the Zongmen mission did not make any money, and even lost dozens of spirit stones, but this year's mission is quick and easy, and it is specially provided for those inner disciples who are not short of money.

In order to save time, Fang Qingyuan also learned to be extravagant.

When autumn turns to winter and the cold wind howls, it is the end of the year again. This year, Fang Qingyuan is 31 years old.

In his small courtyard, Fang Qingyuan was sitting on a stool, behind him a chubby little bear was standing upright, beating Fang Qingyuan's back.

The little bear is black and white, it stands half a human tall, and its two small bear paws tap back and forth on Fang Qingyuan's back.

Fang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes comfortably, and said from time to time:

"A little bit to the left, um, yes, this position is working hard, very good, well done."

After being praised by Fang Qingyuan, Little Xiongzai worked even harder, but Jiang Kui couldn't bear to see this act of squeezing his own spirit beast. She said to Fang Qingyuan:

"You're too embarrassed, it's only half a year old, so you just use it like this."

Fang Qingyuan chuckled, then looked at Zhang Yuan next to him and said:

"Do you think I'm doing too much?"

Holding the wine glass in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, Zhang Yuan was busy picking up meat in the pot. After hearing Fang Qingyuan's question, he first glanced at Jiang Kui, and then said vaguely:
"The wine brewed this year is no longer sour. Brother, I will drink a few more sips later."

Fang Qingyuan laughed, picked up the wine glass on the table in front of him, took a sip, pulled the bear behind him, and said to it:
"After today, you've grown up too. Do you want to try something new? It's much more exciting than gold and jade nectar."

Seeing that Fang Qingyuan still wanted to feed the little bear wine, Jiang Kui's cold face flashed helplessness, then stepped forward and pulled the little bear into his arms, while rubbing the little bear's ears, he said:

"I heard the news that next year the Zongmen will select people to go to Baishan to support the Wei family. You two should make plans early."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the courtyard, only the water mist rising from the copper pot on the table was curling up and dissipating.

　Help, what's the best name for the little bear.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)