Beiyin Great Sage

Fang Yan sat on the big tiger-skin chair.

As the young master of Hengbaoju and the deputy supervisory envoy of the imperial court, he is well-informed and has already developed the mentality of remaining calm in the face of chaos.

now,

But his eyes were staring not far away without blinking.

An old man with white hair was holding tweezers and other things in his hand, inspecting a small piece of 'meat mushroom', his eyes wild and his face full of excitement.

a long time.

The old man tremblingly stopped what he was doing and looked up at Fang Yan:

"Young Master, it's true."

"Click..."

Fang Yan exerted force with his five fingers, causing cracks in the solid wood handrails. He couldn't hide the excitement in his heart and stood up slowly with a distorted expression and a trembling voice:

"Spiritual creature?"

"Exactly!" The old man nodded heavily:

"Ninety percent of this thing is similar to the Necromancer Mushroom recorded in the Thousand Spirits Book. It is a spiritual object that gathers death energy and spiritual energy."

"but……"

After a pause, the old man spoke slowly:

"The effect of the medicine seems not to be as strong as recorded."

"Dead spirit mushroom...spiritual creature..." The latter sentence was obviously not heard by Fang Yan. He kept repeating these two words in his mouth and paced back and forth in the field:

"God is really helping me!"

"With the spiritual object, my father can achieve the status of an innate master. Then our Fang family will not have to be suppressed by the Lin family all the time."

"Old Huang, where is that man from?"

Turning around, he looked directly at Shopkeeper Huang, his eyes sharp:

"I must get what he has in his hands!"

"This..." Shopkeeper Huang hesitated:

"Young master, that man always hides his face every time he comes. I don't know his origin, but we have made an appointment to discuss it in detail next time."

"Next time?" Fang Yan said:

"when?"

"The man came over yesterday and said it would be three days later, but there are still two days left." Shopkeeper Huang said:

"He didn't know what it was for. He thought he would not miss the appointment. Moreover, the man often sold Ganoderma lucidum pills and was a frequent visitor to the store."

"Is he the one selling Ganoderma lucidum pills?" Fang Yan narrowed his eyes:

"No wonder!"

Although Ganoderma lucidum is not rare, it is quite valuable. If you can sell it frequently, you must be a master of medicinal herbs in the mountains and forests. It is normal to encounter spiritual objects.

"Book boy."

"exist."

Walking out alone, clasping fists and cupping hands:

"Master, please give me your instructions."

"Ask Coach Tang and Coach Han to come over." After thinking for a while, Fang Yan spoke again:

"Just in case, we'd better hurry up and ask Senior Wang to come over. Now that these spiritual creatures have been discovered, we must not miss them."

"yes!"

The book boy looked up, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and then nodded heavily:

"I'll go and invite you, little man."

Shopkeeper Huang's expression changed and he was worried. He knew the things were precious, but he never expected that the young master would be so cautious.

Coach Tang and Coach Han are both top-notch masters with true energy.

Senior Wang is even more impressive. His twin swords were so powerful ten years ago that he is considered a top master even in the Lin family.

"Young master's family."

The old man raised his head and said seriously:

"Spiritual objects are rare. Although there are rumors that one can achieve innateness with the help of spiritual objects, no one can verify whether it is true."

"Besides, I'm old, so maybe... there's no need to rush."

"Mr. Mi doesn't know something." Fang Yan chuckled upon hearing this:

"The use of spiritual objects to advance to the innate level is a secret known to everyone among the top families in the world. However, spiritual objects are rare and can be encountered but not sought."

"Now that I've encountered it, I can't miss it."

"Da da……"

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a person stopped outside to report:

"Shopkeeper Huang, the customer who sold Ganoderma lucidum pills yesterday is here again."

"Um?"

"how come?"

Several people in the room were stunned, Fang Yan's eyes flickered, and he smiled coldly:

"It's so easy to make a fuss, but he came two days early after making an appointment three days later. This person is quite cautious."

"Young master." Shopkeeper Huang said in panic:

"What should we do now?"

"..." Fang Yan narrowed his eyes:

"You don't need to panic. In the past, the reception was just as usual. You don't have to worry about other things."

"yes!"

Shopkeeper Huang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.

…………

"Pattering..."

The drizzle outside was blurry and continuous. Inside the store, Zhou Yi stood with his hands behind his hands, like a green pine rooted in the earth and motionless.

for a long time.

Just when he was about to give up, rapid footsteps came from behind, and Shopkeeper Huang walked quickly with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"My guest, please wait."

Wiping his forehead with a handkerchief, Shopkeeper Huang stood still behind the counter:

"Didn't you promise to come in three days? Why are you here at this time?"

"I just happened to have another batch of Ganoderma lucidum pills on hand. I stopped by to take a look." Zhou Yi handed over a bottle of pills and said casually:

"Old Huang, do you know the origin of that thing yesterday?"

"This..." Shopkeeper Huang's eyes moved slightly and he said:

"I have some clues, but I don't know yet. I can take the guest officer Dongxi with me and let me take a good look at it again."

?

Zhou Yi frowned slightly.

After thinking about it, Fang slowly took out the 'meat cheese' and put it on the counter:

"Look."

It was getting dark now, and there were still a few customers in the shop, so there was no need to worry about forced buying and selling, unless Hengbaoju didn't plan to do business anymore.

A stall like this, which makes a lot of money every day, would never lose face for a mere game.

"Yes, that's it."

Holding the 'Rou Zhi', shopkeeper Huang's eyes twitched, he suppressed his enthusiasm, carefully inspected the back and asked in a low voice:

"Sir, although I don't know where this thing comes from, I am willing to pay a high price for it. If you are interested, you can try to make an offer."

"That's unnecessary." Zhou Yi shook his head and stretched out his hand to pinch the 'Rou Zhi':

"I'm not that anxious to spend money. I just want to keep it fresh and don't worry about it."

"indeed."

Shopkeeper Huang nodded repeatedly, pinched Rouzhi's hand but was unwilling to let go, and said:

"Can you please allow me to cut another small piece? After all, the senior is no longer in the city. It may take some time to firm up."

"..."

Zhou Yi's heart sank, he looked around and smiled calmly:

"Of course, what's the point?"

"Then I'm welcome." Shopkeeper Huang hurriedly took out the small gold knife, cut off a piece the size of a fingernail again, and put it aside.

Seeing Zhou Yi looking at him, he said again:

"Guest, please rest assured. If you don't use it, I will return it to you next time. If you are willing to sell it, the cut will be included in the price."

"Old Huang is an honest man." Zhou Yi nodded and took the medicine money handed over:

"Then I'll come back in two days."

The two said goodbye politely and walked out of the gate of Hengbaoju. Zhou Yi's expression darkened, he shrank and walked into the rain.

The coir raincoat and bamboo hat blocked the wind and rain, blended into the crowd, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Not far away on the second floor.

Fang Yan stared at the departing figure below and waved gently:

"Follow me."

"Young master's family." Someone said in a muffled voice, and made a gesture on his neck, his eyes flashing with murderous intent:

"direct……"

"Don't be impulsive first." Fang Yan said:

"This person is not an ordinary person. Let's test it out first. If he is really a master, wait until everyone is here. If not..."

"snort!"

He snorted softly without saying a word.

"I understand." A person behind him bowed in response.

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Under the bamboo hat, Zhou Yi looked gloomy.

Just now at Hengbaoju, the man named Huang actually had the intention of robbing him. Although it was not obvious, there were a few glances coming at him secretly.

Something's wrong!

It makes Hengbaoju a little uncontrollable. The 'Rouzhi' is probably not what he thought, but a rare mountain treasure.

Shaking his head, his foot speed increased and he merged into the crowd and disappeared.

After a while.

Appeared in an alley.

The alley is narrow and dark, but not long. As long as you walk through the alley, you will enter the main road, where there will be police officers patrolling from time to time.

"Give in, give in..."

A drunken figure smelling of alcohol came from the opposite side, swaying, waving his arms and bumping into others from time to time.

This type of drunkard is very common and disgusting.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly and turned his head to avoid it.

"Bah..."

As the two of them passed each other, an inconspicuous crack sounded. Zhou Yi's eyes shrank, and the handle of the knife at his waist had already hit him.

"Peng!"

The handle of the knife hit the drunkard's heart, interrupting his movements.

"You stole something from the wrong person."

He shook his head speechlessly, and just as he was about to step across, Zhou Yi's eyes turned cold, and a flash of sword light appeared in the dark alley.

"puff……"

The shadow cast by the wall suddenly broke into two parts, and the upper half of the body slowly slipped from the waist, and blood gushed out from the broken hole.

"Killed!"

"Killed!"

This scene made several people in the dark alley look horrified, and then they screamed and ran towards the two alleys in a panic.

There are also exceptions among them.

"Boy."

Two huddled-up men straightened up from the ground and rushed toward them with ferocious faces:

"Anyone who dares to touch us is seeking death!"

The man was tall and burly, and this place was a narrow alley. It was tightly blocked with his hands, and his sharp sword skills were somewhat difficult to use.

Although the two men were not very good at cultivation, they were good at fighting together. They could easily kill someone by poking forward with a dagger.

Three hands?

This group of people are habitual criminals in ghost alleys. They make a living by stealing. They spend many years traveling and catching fish, and they have also developed the ability to explode in an instant.

"snort!"

Zhou Yi hummed, his expression uncertain in the dark alley.

He stepped forward and bumped into the two of them, his whole body showing a blue-black color similar to metal.

Pure Yang iron shirt!

"Peng!"

Heavenly Buddha's Hand - Kasyapa smiled.

Figures of people intertwined, Zhou Yi straightened his bamboo hat, walked quickly towards the entrance of the alley, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only three corpses.

"Uh-huh!"

A figure fell from a high place, turned over the corpses on the ground, climbed up the wall and disappeared before the Yamen police arrived.

After a while.

Hengbao lives in the back house.

"Young master, that person is very strong and his attacks are vicious."

"The three-handed Liuzi was cut in half by his sword. He couldn't even make a sound when he died. The other two were shocked to death by the force of his palm."

"There is a high probability that the marrow refining will be successful!"

The man in black spoke in a deep voice:

"If Brother Wu and I take action, there is no guarantee of victory."

"Yeah." Fang Yan nodded slowly:

"Then just wait until the master who has mastered Zhenqi comes over."

"yes."

The man in black bowed in response.

…………

After leaving Hengbao Residence and out of Fang Yan's sight, the man in black flashed a few times and jumped into a quiet courtyard not long after.

Landing in the middle of the courtyard, the man in black knelt down on one knee:

"I want to see the saint!"

"Is something wrong?"

"Hengbaoju encountered a spiritual creature yesterday, called the Death Mushroom. The dialect is very important, so it will be of great use." The man in black lowered his head and said:

"In addition, the man who was carrying the Death Mushroom killed two people with the Buddha's hand in exchange for blood. His palm power was condensed. I wonder where it came from?"

"Heavenly Buddha's Hand?"

Bai Fengyue's voice sounded:

"Are you sure?"

"OK." The man in black nodded:

"My subordinates have seen Elder Zhang perform the Heavenly Buddha's Hand before, and it is the same as before."

"Wait a minute!" Bai Fengyue's figure suddenly appeared in the field, her beautiful eyes widening under the tulle:

"Did you just say, Death Mushroom?"

"……yes."

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