Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 8
The monk flew out from the wild temple on the top of the peak, with a flying sword under his feet, his speed was extremely fast, and within a few breaths, he came to Fang Qingyuan.

This speed made Fang Qingyuan terrified, coupled with feeling the coercion from this monk, everything made Fang Qingyuan's heart sink uncontrollably.

Foundation Establishment cultivator, and the comer is not good.

Fang Qingyuan groaned secretly in his heart, why did he let himself meet such a big shark just after a while.

The person who came was a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, with a purple robe and high crown, and a middle-aged appearance. He stood out of thin air, holding a flying sword, and faced him solemnly.

"The three of you, where are you monks? Quickly report your background."

Hearing the question, the three of Fang Qingyuan dared to gasp. He felt the camel ray trembling under his feet, but he was in no mood to comfort him now.

"Fang Qingyuan, an outer disciple of the Tianshan Bieyuan in Yushou Mountain, this is my camel beast, and the two next to me are guests I received from Heihefang, and they are going to Tianmen Mountain."

Fang Qingyuan spoke his heels very quickly and clearly, and when he finished speaking, the two guests also reported their heels one after another.

"Do you have proof?"

Foundation Establishment cultivator stared coldly at the other two with a rough voice, while the other party, Qingyuan, had a much more relaxed attitude.

"Yes, yes, this is the mountain gate token, please have a look."

The three of them took out the tokens of their respective mountain gates and handed them to the monk. After the monk read it, he fell into deep thought.

As the time passed, Fang Qingyuan's heart gradually settled down. Since this cultivator didn't kill him in the first place, the possibility of doing it now is even smaller.

It's just that Fang Qingyuan didn't understand why a Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly appeared here, and he looked like he was checking passers-by. Could it be that something major happened recently, but he didn't know about it.

After a while, the purple-robed cultivator threw the tokens casually, and the three tokens flew back to the original owner one by one. Then he said slowly:

"Don't run around recently, it's getting late, hurry up."

After speaking, there was a flash of light under his feet, and he returned to the top of Heihe Peak, leaving only the three of them in the original place, Qingyuan, looking at each other.

"Fang Daoyou, do you have a clue?"

"I don't have a clue, but I have an idea."

"What idea?"

"Then just run away."

Half an hour later, the flying camel ray panted heavily and flew hard. Seeing that the top of Heihe Peak was far behind him, Fang Qingyuan was in the mood to chat.

"You two, looking at this posture, it seems that something serious has happened. Do you have any news?"

The two monks shook their heads in silence. They were also confused. The foundation-building monk just now was obviously investigating the passing monks, and he didn't know how big it was, so he was worthy of being a foundation-building monk.

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Fang to be a master of the Beast Sect. The monk just now probably sold some thin noodles."

Among them, the tall and thin monk started to compliment Fang Qingyuan, but the attitude of the purple-robed monk towards the three of them was obviously inconsistent, which made him feel a bit disappointed.

Fang Qingyuan blushed when he heard the compliment, and then said with a smile:

"It's embarrassing to the sect. Do some ferry business and earn some pocket money."

Obviously it was for making a living, but Fang Qingyuan said it was nothing but pocket money, and I don't know if the two of them believed it.

After this incident, the three of them chatted for a while, and then stopped talking. Fang Qingyuan looked at the black sea of ​​clouds below, and felt worried.

He was about to make a lot of money with Xianfu, but this kind of thing happened immediately. It seems that his ferry business will stop for a few days to avoid the limelight.

It's just that things were more serious than Fang Qingyuan expected. When the camel beast arrived at the Tianmen Mountain Pier, Fang Qingyuan found that there was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator on the dock to check.

But this monk is not alone, he is followed by the inspectors of Tianmenshan Fang City.

After another verification, fortunately Fang Qingyuan's face was familiar and his feet were innocent, so he was not reduced to the point of being guarded.

And he glanced over from the corner of his eye, and found that Lao He, who sold the spirit fruit, was squatting aside, being watched by several monks.

Along with Lao He, there were a dozen or so other people, all of whom were casual cultivators without heels. As for the disciples of the sect, as long as they showed their tokens, the Tianmen Shanfang City Inspection Team would not make it difficult for them.

"Fang Daoyou, save me, I will give you red lotus fruit in the morning."

When Lao He saw Fang Qingyuan, he immediately opened his mouth to ask for help, but Fang Qingyuan couldn't take care of himself, so he couldn't take care of him.

Moreover, Fang Qingyuan's words were mild, so if they didn't arrest him, it was because he was a disciple of Yushou Mountain.

But looking at the misery of Old He Ming, Fang Qingyuan considered him to have a little friendship, so he cheekily asked a member of the inspection team:

"Fellow Daoist, did these casual cultivators do something wrong?"

The inspector Fang Qingyuan pulled out a smiling face and said:

"I don't know either. The higher-ups say to control all these casual cultivators first, and interrogate them one by one. If you're fine, then leave quickly."

Hearing what the inspector said, Fang Qingyuan knew that Lao He didn't have to worry about his life, but some suffering and bleeding were unavoidable.

It is estimated that these inspectors also know that there is nothing to ask about these casual cultivators, they just want to take this opportunity to scrape off a layer of oil and water.

This is the sorrow of casual cultivators. They have no heels, no backers, and can only be manipulated by others.

Fang Qingyuan nodded slightly to Old He, then took out the only three spirit stones on his body, secretly handed them to the inspector, pointed at Old He and whispered:
"This person has some friendship with me, please take care of me a little bit, thank you."

The inspector put away the spirit stone calmly, nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan had no choice but to take the flying camel ray to the other courtyard of Tianshan Mountain. He had done his utmost to treat Lao He.

The three spirit stones on his body are the one left over from the spirit wood he bought before, plus the shipping fee for the two just now, and now they are all given to the inspector.

The reason why Fang Qingyuan wanted to help Lao He was that apart from his friendship with Lao He, it was also an investment.

In the current situation, it was a timely gift. I only paid three spirit stones and a few words, and I might reap more than thirty spirit stones in the future.

Of course, the premise of everything is that Lao He can get through this pass.

After leaving Tianmen Shanfang City, Fang Qingyuan quickly rushed to the other courtyard of Tianshan Mountain. It was only when he got to the courtyard that he realized that the mood in this courtyard was also very heavy.

Is the sky falling?

Fang Qingyuan was at a loss as to what was going on, everything was fine in the morning, but why did he go to Heihefang, it felt like a different world.

Coincidentally, Zhang Yuan, whom he met in the Discipline Hall in the morning, was passing by Fang Qingyuan in a hurry. Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan quickly stopped him and asked:
"Zhang Yuan, what's the matter? Why is it like this inside and outside the courtyard?"

Zhang Yuan was stopped by Fang Qingyuan, and when he heard him ask again, he quickly pulled Fang Qingyuan aside, and said slowly:

"Wang Shouzuo is dead, and his spirit beast that is about to form an alchemy has also returned to the west."

"what!"

Hearing this news, Fang Qingyuan was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and at the same time felt a little guilty. He only cursed Wang Shouzuo in the morning, so it wouldn't be so effective, right?

Fortunately, Zhang Yuan's next words proved that Wang Shouzuo was not cursed by Fang Qingyuan, because besides Wang Shouzuo, other people died.

"Tianmen Mountain also died a late-stage monk, as well as the Xihe Zhao family, the Hedong Fei family, and the Tianhe Li family. They are all dead this time."

(End of this chapter)