Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 16
After worshiping on the top of the mountain, Fang Xin seemed to feel a little more relieved.

Although the burden of alchemy is also very heavy.

For example, this bigu pill.

Normally, just this one recipe, even if it is special, would be worth at least a hundred talismans.

But if you want to skillfully refine the elixir.

Naturally, a large amount of materials are required for accumulation, and even a large amount of materials are required to be squandered.

Generally under normal circumstances.

Even experienced hands, those masters who are quite effective in alchemy, can only do their best in each batch of Bigu Dan without any problems.

Because not all of this pot of elixir is as complete as Fang Xin's refining.

If it is an ordinary warlock.

Even if you practice for a long time, it is estimated that you will have to consume a lot of materials, so that you can barely make alchemy.

even.

Maybe the two monthly money and two hundred talismans that I got here have to be used to buy this Bigu Pill, so that I can make up all the money.

As usual.

The alchemist who just joined the single courtyard did not earn much in the past few years, so he could only rely on this status to practice and meditate reluctantly.

This money subsidy is only a small part of compensation for the materials that real novices have to waste.

This is determined by its own ability.

Besides, Taoist Dilong is not doing charity, so he will naturally have his own strict requirements.

However, now, Fang Xin is very willing.

Give 25 materials for nothing.

Even if he is not good at alchemy, he is sure to practice sixty bigu pills out of the ingredients of twenty pills.

This time, I only earned five materials.

Calculated by practicing three bigu pills with one material, the net profit is fifteen bigu pills.

A bigu pill is worth fifty talismans.

All in all, he could earn 750 talismans at a time just by relying on alchemy.

Then calculate the monthly silver two hundred.

Unknowingly, after experiencing many hardships, his life seems to have more and more hope.

thought of here.

Fang Xin, who walked out of the ghost market, put the small sign in his hand on his chest, and patted it lightly.

Afterwards, he tightened the small burden on his back, and the whole person seemed to be a very nervous little burden.

After all, this was a one-off, and he had received 25 materials from Taoist Dilong.

Now, he has not made any money.

These 25 materials are the beginning of everything and the largest initial capital.

Can't stand him not being nervous.

Chanting softly in the mouth, when the corners of the mouth squirmed silently, there was already a breeze under the feet.

brush!
Step forward.

Although he was only three feet off the ground, his speed was like a ghost.

The colorful miasma could no longer stop him.

For many disciples, those colorful poisonous miasmas that are life-threatening are also a kind of poisonous qi that can be used for cultivation.

even.

If it weren't for the clear news from the Dao Palace, it is not allowed to use the poisonous miasma of the Sanshan Palace to practice.

I am afraid that among the many mountains in the Sanshan Palace, poisonous gas has accumulated for an unknown number of years, and the miasma has already been collected by many magicians.

After all, this is also a resource, isn't it?
Just as he stepped on a ray of breeze under his feet, he quickly walked towards the quiet room next door to the cliff.

I just felt a gust of wind blowing across my face.

This gust of wind was very cool, and even after a gust of wind blew, Fang Xin only felt his whole back become completely cold in an instant.

He even felt that fleeting, vicious gaze.

Stop.

In Fang Xin's eyes, there seems to be a gourd vine, which is slowly growing:
"Who is there?"

Inexplicable pressure was born.

Although he doesn't have any powerful spells, the energy of moonlight collected is enough for him to use roughly.

The full moonlight flowed on his body.

Like little silver dragons one after another, wandering around, it seems that it can turn into thunder and explode at any time.

Quite a bit of the demeanor of a Qi refiner.

Just when he was silently confronting each other.

All I could hear was the sound of a large group of soldiers stepping together in the fog in the distance.

The voice is very heavy.

Even accompanied by some armor.

dong dong dong~
Tread, step, step!
Clang!

With a series of voices.

Immediately afterwards, a breeze completely blew away the miasma that permeated the streets and alleys.

Wait until this time to look at the street.

All I could see was cloud after cloud covering the sky, covering all directions from the sky.

One after another, dark soldiers with ashen complexions, wearing iron armor and holding long knives, waited on the left and right.

A long passage was formed.

The faint green light seemed to become the only color in the whole street for a moment.

It makes the whole street even deeper.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xin's eyes seemed to become a little dark.

Then he heard him say expressionlessly:

"I don't know what's the important thing about Master Wuchang's recruiting?"

between words.

As he slightly closed his hands, a small signboard belonging to Danyuan emerged from between the corners of his clothes, exuding a little brilliance.

It seems to be able to control all ghosts.

Seems like a random move.

And following his movements, the dark clouds that were intensifying, as well as the countless wormwood smoke, seemed to freeze for a moment.

next moment.

All I saw was an Impermanence who was wearing a long robe embroidered with various patterns of ghosts and gods struggling out of the cloudy clouds.

Compared to ordinary ghosts and gods.

It has a majesty that belongs to a high-ranking official.

This impermanence is very tall.

Just when he walked out, he could see the yin energy of this street, which seemed to have slight ripples.

It seems to distort that huge body.

Even when it really appeared, his body alone was a full three feet high.

Although there are no blue-faced fangs.

But that cold breath, as well as the Shinto robe on his body, seemed even more terrifying.

Covered by a cloud.

But when the impermanence appeared, those eyes with a faint golden light were staring at Fang Xin closely.

A quarter of an hour passed.

A rough voice came from its mouth, as if two pieces of broken iron were rubbing against each other:

"The agreement between us...it's time to fulfill..."

Hearing this, Fang Xin not only didn't feel any fear, but the man laughed, very recklessly:

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Then he took out the token with the three symbols of sun, moon and star engraved on his body.

Then he shook his robe with his hands.

The whole person seemed to be indifferent and said:
"Master Wuchang, can you see what this is?"

"The basis of all our agreements is that I have not broken through the ancestral aperture to become a warlock and set foot on the path of cultivation as a premise."

When it comes to here.

His whole person seems to have become very bad, as if he has a feeling of being arrogant.

Even while speaking, he took out the golden token of Nadanyuan, and opened the small bundle on his back openly:

"Master Wuchang, can you see what this is?"

"The signboard of the alchemist of the alchemy academy!"

"There are also the ingredients for the elixir that I just took over from Lord Earth Dragon and need to be offered to the Taoist Palace."

Even at the end, he seemed to be very impatient:

"I have become a warlock and an alchemist in the Dao Palace, so why should I fulfill this promise?"

"Even if I want to fulfill the agreement."

"Do you dare to take my soul away?"

At the end, he carried the little burden on his back, and put the two tokens on his chest calmly.

even.

When it came to the end, he didn't even look at the impermanence ahead.

The whole person walked past Wuchang quietly, not caring about the many generals of Yin soldiers around him.

The wind is howling.

Indistinctly, among the many dark clouds gathered over the Dao Palace, it seems that there is a sky fire burning.

Headless Ghost, Hundred Barbarians, Luotoushi...

Many ancient races, many ghost soldiers, and ghost soldiers are roaring, making the whole street terrified.

But Fang Xin did not stop.

Didn't even look back.

The whole person walked neatly, as if he was not afraid of that impermanence who would play tricks on him behind him.

at last.

Step by step, he walked through the passage built by the Yin soldiers, stepped out of the dark green space, and returned to the trail again.

The wind is blowing under the feet, and the body is calm.

There was not the slightest hesitation.

And after he left.

The impermanent ghost turned around slowly, and those pale golden pupils instantly became vicious and stern.

Looking at the passage where Fang Xin left.

There was a sound like a roar.

It seems to be the curse of ghosts and gods.

The raging flames burned on Wuchang's body, and with a single roar, even the ghost domain built by countless Yin soldiers was completely shattered.

"Crack...Crack~"

boom!
Huge Yin Qi scattered out.

For a while, even some emerald green spirit snakes that are about tens of feet long and swimming among the clouds can't help but be attracted by them.

however.

Fang Xin didn't know all of this, but walked quietly towards the Danya quiet room alone.

When you are about to go to the front of the cliff.

He felt the ghostly aura that disappeared behind him, and the aura that had completely dissipated from his body.

There was a sneer involuntarily at the corner of his mouth:

"Don't think I don't know what you've done."

"The ghosts and gods in the Hooking Department are impermanent?"

"Heh... so majestic!"

After the words fell, he walked to the side of the cabin and threw in the only eleven copper coins he had with him:
"Take a alchemy room."

And as his eleven copper coins fell into the cabin, a blue talisman floated out and landed in his hand.

Hold this small talisman in your hand.

Fang Xin walked down the path of Danya's quiet room, step by step, towards the alchemy room below.

During this process, he didn't even give a look to the many weak boys who were still hanging in the sky.

He and Impermanence have long been mortal enemies.

Because he vaguely knew that the reason why he was not going well in the Dao Palace was that he had no choice but to gamble with his soul.

It's just some layout made by Wuchang wanting his extraordinary soul.

From the moment he entered the Dao Palace, he was already being watched!

But ghosts are ghosts after all.

Even if it is a powerful person with a lineage of ghosts and gods, he is still the guardian of the Taoist temple after all, and he must obey certain iron laws.

And warlocks, Taoists are the real masters of the Taoist Palace!
Even if he was playing a rogue, without clear evidence, and without signing the Daoist book, Wuchang would not dare to do anything to him after all.

As for what little tricks are going on behind the scenes.

...isn't it going on all the time?

Everything is just going to be put on the bright side.

(End of this chapter)