I, the mortal, come from the great world of Xuanhuang

Chapter 150 Fang Yu is in trouble

After Marquis Nanlong finished talking about Master Cang Kun, everyone except Fang Yu said they had to think about it.

Naturally, Marquis Nanlong had already expected this. He just asked everyone to swear an oath of inner demons and would not tell anyone else, and then asked everyone to leave and think about it.

Of course, Fang Yu did not swear the inner demon oath, and Nanlong Marquis did not have the courage to ask Fang Yu to swear the inner demon oath.

After separating from Nanlong Hou and others, Fang Yu returned to the attic room and told Nangong Wan what Nanlong Hou said.

However, he didn't talk about the episode with the Ghost Spirit Sect. He was just talking about it anyway. But I definitely have to go to the Ghost Spirit Gate.

It's just not now. He will only go to the Ghost Spirit Gate after the Mulan people's matter is resolved.

"Master Cangkun, it seems the rumors are true?"

After listening to Fang Yu's words, Nangong Wan frowned thoughtfully.

"Rumors, what rumors?"

Hearing this, Fang Yu became curious.

"It is rumored that Nanlong Hou is a descendant of Master Cang Kun. He once used Master Cang Kun's unique magical power, a line of ten thousand feet."

Seeing this, Nangong Wan did not hide anything and explained.

"It's no wonder that he is a descendant of Master Cangkun."

Fang Yu was a little surprised, but not that Nanlong Hou was a descendant of Master Cang Kun.

Everyone who had seen this matter knew about it. What surprised him was that Nangong Wan actually knew about it. It really surprised him.

"So, do you plan to go together now? There is no need to be so anxious about the storage bag." Fang Yu invited again.

"No, I still have some personal matters to deal with." Nangong Wan declined again.

"All right!"

Seeing this, Fang Yu stopped pressing.

Just when he was about to say something else, a burst of fire rushed into the attic, and was absorbed by Fang Yu, turning it into a transmission note.

After his spiritual consciousness invaded, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"This is too fast!"

"What's going on? Could it be that the Nine Nations Alliance sent a storage bag?"

Hearing this, Nangong Wanluo was surprised when she thought about it.

"good."

Fang Yu nodded in surprise and smiled.

Then, he opened the attic bar and let the other party in.

The person who came was a graceful and beautiful woman in palace attire.

"I have transformed into Mrs. Qi from the Yimen. I have met fellow Taoist Fang, Fairy Nangong."

The beautiful woman bowed to the two of them and said.

"Mrs. Fairy, you're welcome. Please sit down!"

Seeing this, Fang Yu smiled slightly and invited.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang."

Hearing this, Mrs. Qi smiled brightly and sat down immediately.

After the guests and hosts sat down, Nangong Wan personally poured the spiritual tea for them.

"Madam, are you here to trade storage bags?"

Fang Yu had no intention of making small talk and spoke straightforwardly.

"I didn't expect that Brother Fang would be so anxious. Yes, I came here with a storage bag to trade with fellow Taoist Fang. When the great elder heard that fellow Taoist needed a large number of storage bags, he ordered the entire Nine Nations Alliance to collect the excess storage bags. Send all the bags to the Huayi Gate. Only in this way can my body be delivered in time."

Mrs. Qi chuckled and explained unhurriedly.

"I wonder how many storage bags there are?"

Hearing this, Fang Yu glanced at the five bulging storage bags hanging on Mrs. Qi's plump waist.

Even if there is no storage, the storage bags can also be used to hold each other.

"There are a total of 500,000 storage bags. I wonder how many ancient treasures can be exchanged for them?"

Mrs. Qi's tone was full of pride, like a graceful and luxurious peacock. Being able to collect half a million storage bags in such a short period of time means that the Nine Nations Alliance is the only one in the entire Tiannan Cultivation World.

"How about five ancient treasures?" Fang Yu said without being stingy.

In fact, the price of the storage bag is higher than that of five ancient treasures. After all, even the lowest-level storage bag requires about ten spiritual stones.

But there are so many storage bags out there, but ancient treasures are rare treasures.

Moreover, it can be passed down and used as the foundation of the sect, so the specific value is still higher.

"Okay, then five ancient treasures. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Fang."

Hearing this, Mrs. Qi did not bargain. In fact, Wei Wuya's bottom line was only three ancient treasures. Although the Nine Nations Alliance seems to have suffered a bit, it is definitely a great good thing for the Nine Nations Alliance to be able to take the opportunity to make friends with Fang Yu, the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation in Tiannan.

After all, Fang Yucai is now the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation in Tiannan in the early stage of Yuanying. By the time he reaches the later stage of Yuanying, he will be able to dominate the entire human world. By then, the Nine Nations Alliance will also be able to get considerable benefits from this favor.

The value of this is not comparable to that of storage bags.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, here is the 500,000 storage bag. Check to see if there is anything wrong." Mrs. Qi took off the storage bag from her waist, put it on the table, and said.

"No need, I believe in your alliance's credibility."

"There are five ancient treasures in this storage bag. Madam, please take a look at it too!" Fang Yu also took out a storage bag and handed it to Madam Qi.

At this point, the anger is complete, but there is still a huge gap between the five million storage bags and his goal of ten million storage bags, which can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

It is definitely not easy to get 10 million storage bags.

Fortunately, he had enough time and the problem wasn't too big.

"I wonder how many storage bags you need, fellow Daoist Fang?"

After inspecting the ancient treasure, Mrs. Qi's face was as beautiful as a flower and she asked with a smile.

She was in a particularly good mood at the moment. After all, she could take one of these five ancient treasures as reward.

"At least 10 million storage bags, so I need to ask your alliance to help refine them."

Fang Yu didn't mean to hide anything and said it bluntly.

As soon as he exited the 10 million storage bag, Mrs. Qi was stunned, and the smile froze on her face.

She originally thought that Fang Yu would only need a million storage bags at most, which the Nine Nations Alliance could almost afford, but now it seemed that he was overthinking it.

Ten million storage bags, this is an astronomical number even for Yuanying monks, requiring at least hundreds of millions of spiritual stones.

Throughout the entire history of the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World, there has never been such a big business. Not to mention the Nine-Nation Alliance, whether the four major forces can take it together is a question.

At least you don’t have to think about it for a short time. It’s not a matter of time, but of materials.

No matter how common the materials for refining storage bags are, refining ten million storage bags will definitely deplete the materials.

There is also the issue of time. There is no need to think about it every 180 years.

These 500,000 storage bags have almost exhausted the entire Nine Nations Alliance. It will be difficult to collect another 500,000 in a short period of time.

The other three major forces are almost the same.

In other words, the entire Tiannan Immortal World can now collect at most two to three million storage bags in a short period of time. It seems that only three or four times are enough, but the first two times almost drained the entire storage bag of Tiannan Xiuxianjie.

Unless the Qi Refining Stage monk's storage bag is taken back, it will be impossible to collect enough in a short time.

"Ten million storage bags, what do fellow Taoists do with so many storage bags?"

After Mrs. Qi came to her senses, she asked instinctively.

"I have my own use for this, Madam, there is no need to ask more. As long as I can gather enough storage bags, I can try my best to agree to whatever you want." Fang Yu admitted.

"Okay, then Fellow Daoist Fang will have to wait a little longer."

Hearing this, Mrs. Qi nodded lightly and agreed.

"Of course this is not a problem. Fang won't leave for a while anyway."

Fang Yu said.

"Ok!"

"By the way, your alliance had better be prepared, the Murans may be about to invade,"

Fang Yu reminded again.

The other party gave him so many storage bags, so he had to remind him.

"The Murans invade!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Qi was shocked, but she had no doubt about Fang Yu's words. Her original intention of asking for advice completely disappeared, and she immediately stood up and apologized.

"This matter is of great importance. I must tell the great elder and other fellow Taoists immediately, so I won't spend more time with the fellow Taoists."

After saying that, Mrs. Qi bowed her hands and quickly left the attic.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan, who had never said anything before, now spoke.

"The Murans have invaded, and the time is indeed coming soon. It's really a troubled time."

"This time, will you take action?"

Nangong Wan looked at Fang Yu and asked.

"Let's take a look at the situation. Even if I am the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation in Tiannan, it is impossible to change this kind of thing."

Fang Yu shook his head and said.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to stop it, and it is difficult to stop it. Besides, if he can stop it, who can get rid of his war-killing spirit.

"Ok!"

Hearing this, Nangong Wan didn't say much. It is true that this kind of thing cannot be stopped by one person.

"Let's rest first! The Mulan people won't be able to come to the gate of Tiantian City for a while."

Fang Yu smiled.

Seeing this, Nangong Wanqiao blushed, rolled her eyes at Fang Yu, then stood up and left without any intention of paying attention.

Although the two lived together, and even Nangong Wan was taken advantage of many times, the last step never came, and it was impossible for her to agree!

Seeing this, Fang Yu just smiled and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest.

……

The Yu State, where Tiantian City is located, is not the country closest to the Mulan Grassland. The countries of the Nine-Nation Alliance that are adjacent to the Mulan Grassland are not really bordering on the territory, but are separated by nearly ten thousand miles of loess wilderness.

This area has sparse vegetation, long-term loess flying, and constant strong winds. It has naturally become a place where the Nine Nations Alliance and magicians fight. Over the years, tens of thousands of immortal cultivators have died in this land.

Not to mention the time of official battle, even during ordinary times, this wasteland is also a dangerous and abnormal place. Because for many reasons, there are many monks and magicians from both sides wandering back and forth on this land.

Some are for blatant murders and treasures, and some are for breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation in the thin line between life and death.

No matter what the reason is, one thing is the same, that is, the cultivators who dare to come here are naturally quite confident in their own cultivation, which is much better than ordinary cultivators of the same level.

Most of these people are monks in the foundation-building stage, and occasionally there will be fights between the alchemy formations.

Whenever these pill-forming existences appear, those low-level immortal cultivators will immediately hide away for fear of harming Chi Yu.

As for the old monsters at the level of Nascent Soul, they would not easily appear in such a place where they are having a little fight, so when Marquis Nanlong led Fang Yu and other people into this area, everyone did not take it seriously. Treat this wasteland as if it were nothing!

"A little trouble!"

Suddenly, Fang Yu smiled slightly.

"What, trouble?"

The faces of Nanlong Hou and others changed slightly, and they immediately looked towards Fang Yu, but then, the movement in front confirmed Fang Yu's words.

As soon as everyone used their spiritual senses to investigate, a hundred miles away, a yellow wind came overwhelmingly, reaching a height of more than a hundred feet. Wherever it passed, there were flying sand and rocks, and yellow dust billowing, like an evil dragon emerging from the world. It was such a powerful evil spirit. It’s surprising!

"This is not a natural high wind."

The old woman said with a slightly gloomy expression. She didn't expect that her luck would be so bad, and she would run into trouble as soon as she arrived here.

"This is the wind spirit technique of the Mulan people! The magician who fought with me in the past used this kind of spiritual technique that is 'worldly'. Once this spiritual technique is used, it can not only isolate the detection of our monks, Moreover, the strong wind of yellow sand has the miraculous effect of protecting the body and trapping enemies, which is very troublesome. However, I have never seen such an amazing scene before me. It seems to have expanded the range of spiritual magic a hundred times and a thousand times, which is a bit Weird." Marquis Nanlong said, his face darkening.

"Mulan people?"

When the other people heard this, their expressions changed slightly. "Brother Nanlong is right. Only the spiritual magic of magicians can make the wind and sand become so amazing. And looking at the power of this magic, we don't know how many magicians are hidden in it. There are even existences of the same level as us. It is not impossible." The old man in white shirt said equally cautiously.

"How is this possible? What do the Mulan people want to do when they suddenly send out so many magicians?" the old woman asked in surprise.

"Let's fight. After so many years, the Mulan people have recovered their strength. Naturally, they no longer want to stay in a remote grassland with few resources." Fang Yu said in an extremely calm tone, not caring.

Among everyone, he is the only one who can say this so easily and freely. After all, his strength lies here.

Therefore, everyone's eyes turned to him.

"Brother Fang, is it possible for you to find out how many monks of the same level they have?"

Nanlonghou asked.

He believed that Fang Yu would be able to detect it with his divine consciousness.

I just don’t know if Fang Yu is willing.

"Not many, maybe seven or eight. They are all pretty good. But it's impossible to stop us, so there's nothing to worry about."

Seeing this, Fang Yu smiled indifferently.

Seven or eight people!

These words made everyone's expressions darken. Fang Yu had said before coming that he would not take action casually on the way.

At first, everyone didn't care, but now it seems that Fang Yu obviously expected it and said this.

And no one dared to complain about this.

Fang Yu was able to come because of the relics of Master Cang Kun. In fact, except for Nanlong Hou, Fang Yu didn't care about the safety of others.

Everyone knows this.

But they still didn't dare to say anything. After all, they didn't have any friendship with Fang Yu, and it was even the first time they met.

And it was difficult for them to come up with something that would make Fang Yu excited.

"Besides these seven or eight monks of the same level, how many other Master Mulan are there?"

Nanlonghou asked again.

"Not many, just pathfinders. There is no danger to us, and they probably won't take action."

Fang Yu said with an undiminished smile.

But his words did not reassure everyone, but made them even more nervous and worried.

(End of this chapter)