Natural fairy species

The Golden Sparrow Sword is made of real gold from the West. When used to the extreme, it will be accompanied by the chirping of birds, and it is known for its speed.

This golden dagger was the flying sword that Meng Zhaode had prepared for himself when he switched to kendo.

Among the first-level flying swords, the Golden Bird Sword is at the top.

To be honest, if it were sold in the market, it would cost at least two to three hundred spiritual stones more than the Black Bamboo Sword.

However, after being idle for hundreds of years without being nourished by spiritual energy, the inside of the Golden Bird Sword has become stagnant and dark, and its magic power is not functioning properly.

"In this case, you have to find a sword furnace to refine it again and absorb enough metal essence to repair it."

Bai Zichen flicked the Golden Bird Sword, making a dull sound like dead wood.

"Go back and take the sword-raising technique to warm it up and see if it has any effect."

If this Golden Bird Sword can be repaired, it will be more useful than the Black Bamboo Sword in many situations.

I made up my mind to practice sword-raising skills when I get back.

If that doesn't work, then ask the Weapon Refining Hall for help through Elder Peng Chong.

The Galaxy Sword Formation brought too much shock to Bai Zichen. He knew that he could not successfully set up the formation, but he always wanted to try it.

"It's too exaggerated to gather twelve flying swords. It would be difficult for ordinary swordsmen to support one flying sword... There are twelve flying swords at once. No matter how rich you are, you can't help but make them like this!"

Bai Zichen secretly smacked his lips after calculating the value of twelve first-level flying swords, let alone high-level flying swords.

The prerequisite for the Galaxy Sword Lord's unparalleled combat power is that his net worth is ten times that of the normal Nascent Soul Lord.

However, with the original Taibai Sword Sect behind them, it might be much easier to gather those many flying swords.

In addition to the above items, there are two second-level talismans in the medium-grade storage bag, a Yellow Turban Hercules Talisman, and a Forbidden Breaking Talisman, all of which are valuable.

"Senior Meng, as long as I can form the elixir, I will definitely fulfill your last wish!"

After sorting out Meng Zhaode's belongings, Bai Zichen bowed far away in the direction of the abandoned cave and reiterated his words.

…

In the central street of Qingfengmenfang, in a three-story secluded room of a teahouse.

Lang Zhongping quickly handled the general affairs, and the stewards lined up in the sect waiting to be interviewed, reporting on the recent events that required his decision-making.

The conversation with each steward will not last longer than a cup of tea. No matter how difficult the matter is, Lang Zhongping will give a solution after hesitating for a moment.

If the decision cannot be made at the moment, write down your own opinions and forward them to other deacons for discussion, or submit them to the two mayors and elders.

As one of the four deacons responsible for specific general affairs in the city, Lang Zhongping is in charge of all transactions between the Tongxiuxian family and can be regarded as one of the most powerful figures.

One of his decisions can affect the income of many cultivating families for several years, and more casual cultivating families rely on him to survive.

Lang Zhongping has a reputation among the deacons of Qingfeng Sect for being proficient in common affairs. After being transferred to Fangshi two years ago, the number of spiritual stones he is in charge of and handed over to the sect every year has been rising steadily.

However, in his early fifties, he still had some hope for the Tao and still devoted half of his time to cultivation every month.

"Master Deacon, I heard that the sect intends to separate Fangshi and establish a hall?"

After the steward finished his report, he did not leave the private room. Instead, he took two steps forward and quietly inquired.

"Where did I hear the news? The establishment of a new palace will have a great impact. How can we comment on it? Before the headmaster and the two ancestors said anything, it was all nonsense!"

Lang Zhongping showed no emotion or anger. This manager was his confidant, and some important and private matters were usually left to him.

No one else would dare to ask such a question.

When Fangshi was first established, it was just a branch of the General Affairs Hall.

As the scale expanded, more and more spiritual stones were handed over to the sect every year, and the importance of the market increased accordingly.

First, it was separated from the General Affairs Hall, and then gradually formed a management structure of two elders and four deacons.

There have been rumors of a self-contained palace for several years, but Lang Zhongping knew that it was not that simple here.

The layout of Qingfengmen's five halls and seven halls has been passed down for thousands of years. How many interests will be involved and how many people's positions will be affected by adding a new hall.

It's not just a few elders' intentions, it's just a matter of some middle-level deacons jumping up and down to get things done.

If Lang Zhongping, a powerful deacon, gets involved in such matters, he will be shattered into pieces if he is not careful.

Anyway, according to the information in his hands, affected by the battle between good and evil, the business in the market has increased by an average of 30% in the past few months. A large number of wing rooms were added to the periphery, and it is estimated that thousands of new casual cultivators settled near Fangshi.

The next round of shop leases in Lunfang City will be increased by another round, so there is no need to worry about his evaluation results.

"Yes, yes... the Xu family would like to invite you to gather at Rumeng Tower in the evening. Are you always free? If there are other arrangements, I will go back to the head of the Xu family."

"The Xu family...are they the Xu family who want to rent the shop at No. 3, East Street, for thirty years?"

Lang Zhongping immediately retrieved information about the Xu family from his mind. An ordinary family of casual cultivators had visited several times and wanted to rent a shop in a good location.

As long as there is a shop in the core area of ​​​​Fangshi, no matter what is sold, it will be a stable income that is guaranteed to be harvested regardless of drought or flood.

Even if you don't have stable production at home, you can make some hard-earned money by spending a little more effort and contacting several supply channels outside to sell some raw materials.

In recent years, as the market has become more and more prosperous, the few remaining shops are no longer for sale, and some shops that are in urgent need of spiritual stones due to accidents have even been repurchased at high prices.

Stores that are leased out are divided into three types of leases: ten years, twenty years, and thirty years.

"You kid, how much benefit did you receive from the old man of the Xu family to pass the message for him?"

"I really can't hide anything from you... I didn't think that the old man of the Xu family said that he wanted to marry his granddaughter to the Lord's house as a concubine. You are always alone in the market with no one around to serve you. I agreed. Otherwise, no matter how many spiritual stones the Xu family stuffs, I won’t dare to deliver the message to him.”

"You, you... that's all. If you have nothing to do tonight, let's go and see what old man Xu has planned. We have a thirty-year contract, and we don't take it lightly now."

Lang Zhongping stretched out his hand and nodded towards the young steward. Recalling the beautiful girl who followed the head of the Xu family at the last banquet, he agreed with a warm heart.

"Hey, how many years you can rent it is not something you always say."

Seeing that the matter was done, the young steward had received an account of the ten spiritual stones from the head of the Xu family, and happily prepared to go out and arrange the banquet at Rumenglou.

"Master Deacon, there is an inner disciple Bai Zichen who wants to see you. He is already waiting in the VIP room on the second floor."

There were two light knocks on the door, and a Taoist priest said through the door.

"At this time... Sir, why don't you meet him later?"

It was too late to meet guests at this hour, and it was too late for the dinner. The young steward complained in his mind that this inner disciple came to visit without choosing a time, but turned around and found that Lang Zhongping had jumped up from the couch.

"Bring Junior Brother Bai up quickly... No, I'll go down to see him. You go and take out the good spiritual tea stored in the storehouse and brew it."

Lang Zhong straightened his entire robe and rushed to the VIP room on the second floor in a few steps.

The young steward was stunned for a moment, when did his own deacon become so enthusiastic?

I remember last year when a true disciple came to visit Fangshi, Deacon Lang didn’t even take the initiative to lower his rank to greet him.