Amidst the mountains, Fang Xian was practising his techniques.
Things like aptitude and bone structure were mysterious, but they were necessary for cultivation.
At this moment, he could feel the magical power flowing through his body. His limbs, meridians, meridians, and meridians flowed freely without any blockage.
"As long as one is a cultivator, all the meridians in the body are open, and the magic power can flow freely … However, the next step to break through to the Talisman Seed is completely unknown. Daoist You Fang only received a few spells and the inheritance of magic tool refinement, and two pills. He didn't even have any other mental cultivation methods …"
"And before I awakened my innate wisdom, my comprehension was not good either, and I only learned a few tricks … When a cultivator faces an ordinary martial artist, it is actually just a matter of magical power, and there is no need to use any techniques … I was careless, and that was why I was killed by Yin Qiuxian … That's fine, if I didn't do that, I probably would not have awakened …"
Fang Xian struck out a grey and black magical power, which turned into various illusions in the outside world. Impressively, he had mastered a few tricks.
After all, his current aptitude and bone structure were already at the level of Yin Qiuxian, so it was naturally at his fingertips.
"Daoist Youfang only has these tricks and the Five Ghosts Conveyance Technique. The conveyance technique requires restraints to subdue vengeful spirits and malicious ghosts, and I do not have the materials for it. It is not a big deal to master this technique, and it is a bit troublesome to use. However, I can refine the five ghosts onto a banner, and make it into the 'Five Ghosts Banner'. With a wave of the banner, five ghosts will listen to me …"
"I want to seek immortality in this world, and sooner or later, I will have to abolish my mixed magical power and re-cultivate. Now that I do not need to cultivate diligently every day, perhaps I can refine a few tools to protect myself. After all, between cultivators, realms are not everything. With a few good tools, I will have the confidence to fight and even kill cultivators of the Developing Technique and Talisman Seed. And a flying sword … Forget it, with my magical power, I am afraid I cannot control it …"
"It is time to try my luck …"
In the vast mountains, who knew how many immortal abodes and predecessors had left behind, but most of them already had an owner. Either it was not time for them to be born, or they were already fated to be with someone.
Before, Fang Xian did not go because he knew that he could not force it, and that he would cause trouble if he went.
"But now … I am the leader of the Two Heroes of the Three Immortals! He is blessed, and he has the support of Shushan Sword School. He is destined to have some opportunities! "
This was also the reason why he didn't want to go to Shushan Sword School. There might be better treasures left by senior immortals outside.
Although it was hard to be a rogue cultivator, it was free and unfettered. Why should he go to a sect and be humble?
Fang Xian immediately used the Turtle Line Blood Trigram to make a divination and found that there was a fortuitous opportunity in the south. He immediately dressed up as a Daoist and headed south.
The Human Realm that he was currently in was under the jurisdiction of the Great Qian Dynasty.
He headed south, and after half a month, he arrived at the border of Lu Province.
Right now, Fang Xian only had some traveling expenses from Yin Qiuxian. He didn't even have a hundred treasures pouch. His master sacrificed his life to refine a Five Yin Pouch.
After living in the wilderness for a long time, he began to miss the prosperity of the human world.
He entered the city and found an inn to stay in. He secretly thought about how to refine a few artifacts.
The artifacts of cultivators required all kinds of rare treasures, and it was very difficult to gather them.
Now that he saw a big city, Fang Xian suddenly felt a little itchy. He wanted to imitate Daoist You Fang and do something.
"However, such a big city might not have no experts who play games. I don't want to be like my master …"
While he was thinking, the sky outside was dark, but there was no curfew. Instead, there were lanterns hanging everywhere. Many tourists appeared out of nowhere. He couldn't help but be curious, so he asked the waiter to ask.
"Sir, you came at the right time …" The waiter smiled and said, "On the first and fifteenth of every month … our city removes the curfew order and holds a temple fair. Many merchants from all over the world come."
"Oh? Then I'll have to see it. "
Fang Xian rewarded the waiter and washed away his fatigue and dust. He changed into a new Daoist robe and walked out of the inn.
The sky was dotted with stars, and the streets were brightly lit. As expected, there were many stalls and tourists. It was a different kind of scenery.
He didn't expect to see anything good. He just wanted to stroll around and experience the different scenery of the two worlds.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of him. A man was thrown out of the pawnshop.
"You rascal … Are you here to make fun of me?"
The thugs spat. Seeing that the people around stopped to watch, he raised his voice and said, "You want to trade five copper coins for five taels of silver? Why don't you go rob someone? "
After saying that, he threw the five copper coins on the ground.
After all, he was doing business. He couldn't leave a bad impression of being a bully. Therefore, he had to explain the whole story clearly.
"I see!" The people around him nodded. Their previous intention to fight for justice was gone.
There was even a local who laughed and said, "Isn't this that rascal Bai San? His family used to have a good family business. When it came to his generation, he had everything to eat, drink, and gamble. He just squandered it all … "
The people around him looked at him with even more contempt.
"This … this is my ancestral treasure …" Bai San straightened his neck and said, "My father said … I can't exchange it for a thousand taels of gold."
"Haha!"
The people thought that he was still trying to extort money and laughed.
The commotion gradually died down.
However, Fang Xian looked at the copper coins on the ground and had an idea.
When Bai San stood up, he went forward and pulled him back. "Let me see that copper coin. Maybe I will buy it."
"If that's the case …" Bai San actually didn't have much hope in his heart. "I'll show you!"
He handed a copper coin to Fang Xian.
This copper coin was of the same style. It was round on the outside and square on the inside. It was brass in color, and the words' Qianyuan Tongbao 'were engraved on the front. However, it seemed to have been touched for a long time, and there was a layer of glossy paste on it. But that was all.
Fang Xian looked at it with his Mystic Eyes and felt that it was extraordinary. He suddenly had an idea. This thing … might really be a treasure.
He looked at Bai San and smiled. "Five taels of silver. Are you selling it? If not, I'm leaving. "
"Yes! Of course I'm selling it! "
It was rare for Bai San to meet a sucker. When he saw Fang Xian take out the shining silver, he quickly agreed, afraid that Fang Xian would go back on his word.
How much money could these five copper coins be worth?
He had already visited a few pawnshops and had been humiliated by the imperial court. In his heart, he had long lost hope in the 'treasure'.
On the other hand, Fang Xian hurried back to the inn. Looking at the five copper coins in his hand, a smile appeared on his face. He knew that he had picked up a bargain. "Is this the feeling of having a lot of luck and treasures? In this world … it's really cool to be the Child of Destiny. "
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