"This fellow Taoist, if you want to buy a spiritual deer, please follow me. The Buyi Sect guarantees the price is affordable and will also be responsible for the safety of several people on the island."

Fang Yi looked at Long Wanda, whose face had changed, and suppressed the smile in his heart and walked slowly with him. The cultivators around him automatically retreated, watching Fang Yi, Long Wanda, Zhang Qi and Zhang Jun and others leave here.

When they walked away, these middle and late stage cultivators in the foundation building stage breathed a sigh of relief and unconsciously wiped their foreheads, all of which were sweating coldly.

In fact, even if they don’t mention their actions these days, they just wanted to rob and kill people and divide spirit stones. Even if Fang Yi killed them all and then put them on the name of gathering people to cause trouble, no one else could say anything.

Now seeing Fang Yi leading Long Wangda and the other two away, he really didn't care about them anymore. The tense nerves in the hearts of the cultivators relaxed, feeling that they had saved their lives. None of them expected that the three island masters of the Buyi Sect were actually suspected to be a powerful man in the Golden Pill Stage.

Being far away, Fang Yi then looked at Long Wanda and said, "Old Long, I didn't expect you to have a talent for acting. You were so rustic just now that you almost fell for me."

"I am a rich man, not a rustic!" Long Wangda curled his lips when he heard this and said, "Don't forget my previous identity. Do you still need to pretend to be a big shot?"

When Long Wanda was in the secular world, he was also the president of the Academy of Sciences. Such a character's usual words and deeds were originally composed of performance. Over time, some things would penetrate into the bone marrow. Even if Long Wanda really played a role, it would not be difficult.

In the hall of Buyi Sect, the two brothers Zhang Qi and Zhang Jun were removed. Su Zijun said, "Brother Fang, you really have you. I heard that I didn't even have a flying sword in my life, so I dismembered a late-stage cultivator into debris."

"Brother Fang, tell the truth, have you reached the Golden Pill stage?" Su Zimao also said: "You can kill late-stage cultivators with sword energy alone, even half a step of the Golden Pill can't do it."

"I haven't reached the Golden Pill stage, now I'm almost half a step in the Golden Pill cultivation level." Fang Yi shook his head and said, "I have to thank the two island masters for taking in it, otherwise we brothers will be just a casual cultivator."

Fang Yi was not entirely polite in his words. He thought that when he and the little demon king of Longwangda stepped into Lianyun Sea, if it weren't for the guidance of Su Zijun and Su Zimao, he would have foolishly made and sold spiritual pills such as fellow demon pills in order to earn spirit stones, he would have caused many things.

After learning Fang Yi's secret, the two brothers Su Zijun and Su Zimao did not reveal a word. If someone else had changed to someone else, they would probably be able to sell Fang Yi's affairs at a good price.

As for the ten-year conference of Penglai Immortal Island, if it weren't for Su Zijun's hearing, Fang Yi wouldn't have the chance to attend. So to some extent, Fang Yi really thanked the brothers Su Zijun and Su Zimao. Fang Yi is a person who knows how to be grateful, and he will remember it in his heart if others treat him little bit good.

"Speaking of this." Fang Yi took out a storage bag and handed it to Su Zijun: "Sect Master Su, the six hundred top-grade spirit stones he borrowed from the Sect Master at Penglai Immortal Island, are now returned."

Su Zijun held it in her hand and weighed it, then threw it back to Fang Yi, and said, "Brother Fang, you seem to have forgotten something."

Su Zijun looked at Fang Yi with a strange expression: "Your Restoration Pill sold 680 high-grade spirit stones, and the profit from selling Linglu recently. Together, we will give you another 220 high-grade spirit stones."

Fang Yi slapped his forehead and smiled bitterly: "I have really forgotten about the Fuyuan Pill. Thank you for your reminder."

Turning his head, Fang Yi said to Su Zimao again: "I'll ask the second island owner to buy some demon grass these days. I will refine more demon pills and try to feed a batch of spiritual deer."

"Leave this to me, Brother Fang, don't worry." Su Zimao patted his chest and said, "I try to go to more islands and accompany the demon grass to manage it."

The demon grass is not precious in Lianyun Sea. It was originally just a grass plant growing on the edge of the demon beast cave. Later, it was discovered that it could be used to raise spiritual beasts, so I simply thought about planting this kind of spiritual grass in large quantities. After countless cultivators' continuous attempts, the demon grass finally moved it to the medicine garden to plant in batches.

Speaking of the Person Demon Pill, Su Zijun also smiled. To be honest, he only accepted orders for a few hundred spiritual deer because the number of Person Demon Pills is limited. He didn't know if Fang Yi and others could come back before, so he dared not take orders that exceeded the number of Person Demon Pills. Now that Fang Yi is back, he still has to refine a large number of Person Demon Pills. There is no problem with accepting so many orders.

Moreover, Su Zijun also thought in his mind that since he had the method of reindeer, it would be no problem to increase the domestication speed of spiritual deer to twice now.

If twice as many as you can sell two hundred spirit deer every year, that is, two hundred and sixty high-grade spirit stones. Remove half of the ones that you gave Fang Yi, and then deduct the cost. Selling the spirit deer alone will make a profit of seventy or eighty high-grade spirit stones every year. If the rate of growth is reasonable in the future, Su Zijun thought in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were almost smiling.

In the past, all the investments of Buyi Sect each year were added up, and the profit was only sixty or seventy high-grade spirit stones, which was not as good as the income from selling spirit deer now. These may just be the beginning. Su Zijun vaguely felt that the era of Buyi Sect's great stride development was coming.

"Report!" At this time, a disciple came to report.

"Come in and talk." Su Zijun immediately changed into a serious expression and took out the style of the sect leader. Fang Yi and Long Wangda couldn't help but smile and shook their heads.

The disciples of the disciples came in and bowed to Su Zijun and the three island masters, reporting: "Report to the sect master, the three island masters, the cultivators stranded on the island have now been evacuated, and none of them are left."

"I understand, go back." Su Zijun waved his hand and said.

"Yes, I will leave." The disciple still bent and walked backwards until he left the hall. Then he turned around and stood up straight and strode away.

"Bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, a group of villains acted like a good person," Su Zimao slapped the table, said angrily, then pounded the table, and said to himself: "It's also a fault for our brothers' lack of strength, otherwise it wouldn't be the turn of these people to act wildly in our Buyi Sect."

Seeing Fang Yi's strength, Su Zimao was also a little disappointed and disappointed. He was agitated since childhood and was aggressive, but he usually refused to give up easily. The last time he lost to Fang Yi, he still felt that he had lost to Fang Yi's spiritual weapon flying sword and sword control technique. Over the past few months, Su Zimao has practiced hard in private, especially after obtaining the sword control technique. It can be said that Su Zimao's strength has also made great progress.

Originally, Su Zimao was full of confidence, but after these few months, when he saw Fang Yi again, Fang Yi could no longer kill the late-stage cultivators of the foundation-building stage without relying on flying swords. This gap also made Su Zimao feel a sense of frustration, and he felt that the efforts of these few months were in vain.

"If you don't have enough strength, try your best to practice."

Su Zijun's mentality was much better than that and said with a smile: "Although we can't compare to Brother Fang and Fellow Daoist Long, we are still far from our life span. According to our current state of progress, it is not impossible to advance to the Golden Pill realm. At least you can see the great disaster of Golden Pill."

"The Second Island Master." Fang Yi smiled and said, "We have some opportunities to escape from death this time. I accidentally got a few sword techniques. If the Second Island Master has time, you might as well refer to it."

The sets of sword techniques that Fang Yi picked for Su Zimao were all learned from the road up the mountain. Although they were not as good as the unique skills of the White Emperor Geng Jin Sword, they were many times more skillful than the generally superficial sword-controlling techniques in the Lianyun Sea.

When Su Zimao heard what Fang Yi said about his sword technique, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Is there really a sword technique suitable for us to practice?"

In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, the so-called sword technique is the kind that ordinary people below the innate realm practiced. Once they reach the Qi Refining Stage, they will drive flying swords to kill enemies thousands of miles away, and have already crossed the level of sword technique. The sword technique that real cultivators can practice is only known to be available on Lianyun Continent.

Fang Yi smiled and nodded and said, "That's right, and it's all based on ancient sword-controlling techniques. It's not difficult to get started with the second island."

"Quick, hurry, give it to me..."

Su Zimao's hands that reached Fang Yi were trembling. In Su Zimao's eyes, there was only sword technique that was available in the Sword Sect. Now he had the opportunity to learn it immediately. This was simply the biggest temptation in the world for a martial arts fanatic.

"Zimao." Su Zijun's face darkened and she said, "Brother Fang hasn't had a good rest yet, so can't you bear it? How old is it."

Fang Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I've copied it anyway."

Fang Yi flipped his palm and had a thick picture album in his hand. When he was still in the Taigu Sect, Fang Yi had already thought about this and selected several sets of sword techniques for Su Zimao to print it. Su Zimao's strength has improved, and it is only beneficial for his wife and daughter who stayed on Jinao Island.

After handing the picture album in his hand to Su Zimao, who was about to leave water, Fang Yi apologized to Su Zijun: "It's a pity that there is no martial art suitable for the sect leader."

"Haha, maybe it's okay." Su Zijun laughed and said, "Brother Fang is intent. Actually, most of my energy is now spent on managing the sect. As for the path of cultivation, just let it go naturally."

As the sect leader, Su Zijun has considered much more than Su Zimao. Along the way of practicing, he has to earn enough spirit stones and have resources to practice better.

As for the great golden elixir disaster, I don’t know how many resources I need to prepare to grasp it. Su Zijun firmly believes that his cultivation will accumulate slowly, and he will also be able to usher in the great golden elixir disaster before his life span. So what I want to pursue now is to earn as many spiritual stones and resources as possible.

Unlike Su Zimao, Su Zijun did not deliberately pursue those martial arts and moves. The strength improvement that can be brought about at this stage is ultimately limited. Only by surviving the great catastrophe of the golden elixir can one be considered as a leaping sea with a wide sea and a high sky with a bird flying.

"It is a good thing that the sect leader has this mentality." Fang Yi looked at the sky and said, "I asked Zhang Qi and Zhang Jun to go back to Jinao Island to prepare wine and food. If the sect leader and the second island master don't mind, why not go to Jinao Island to gather?"

"Brother, go, I want to study the sword technique given to me by Brother Fang." Since Su Zimao took the picture album handed over by Fang Yi, he immediately looked through it. The more he looked, the brighter his eyes became. It was already a huge difficulty to let him put down the picture album again.

"How old does your temperament need to change." Su Zijun shook his head and smiled, and then said to Fang Yi: "Brother Fang hasn't been with his brother and sister for a long time, so we two old guys won't bother you."

"Sect Master, why do I feel like you are saying I am a light bulb?" Long Wanda said with a wry smile: "Or you can find another island for me, not as big as Jinao Island, just a place that can be built in a house."

"You're OK, Lao Long." Fang Yi smiled and said, "If you dare to move out, I will instigate the little devil to find you to discuss every day."

"Okay, then I can only continue to be my light bulb." Long Wangda spread his hands at Su Zijun and Su Zimao. The two of them said goodbye to Su Zijun brothers with a joke and came to Jinao Island through the teleportation array.

On Jinao Island, the little devil king and the dark night leopard, Fang Fang caught several spirit fish, four humans and two monsters sat around.

"Dad, I want to drink." As soon as he was on the table, Fang Fang stared at Fang Yi with two big watery eyes and said pitifully: "Just a small cup."

Under Bai Chuxia's angrily gaze, Fang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, but we agreed to just drink a small cup."

"Long live Dad." Fang Fang happily raised his hands and jumped up.

In the past few months when Fang Yi was away, the little guy was taken seriously by Bai Chuxia. There was no need to think about drinking. At most, he only drank some juice left by the little devil, and the amount was limited. On weekdays, Bai Chuxia would have to learn this and that. The occasional time for indulgence was to play by the beach with the company of the Dark Night Leopard. Now Fang Yi is back, and the little guy seems to have found his backbone.

"Fang Yi, you went to kill someone today and didn't call me." After eating and drinking, the little devil said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, your current strength is enough to attract the attention of many islands. If you can keep a low profile, you should keep a low profile." Fang Yi said.

Putting aside the teleportation magical power of the little devil, the hard power of the little devil is now enough to kill the late-stage cultivators of the foundation building stage in seconds. If the instant move is added, the fragments of the Sky Thunder Pearl and the Thunder Spirit Pearl will have the power to fight even if they are half-step golden elixirs. Once this level of monster is exposed, it will be enough to covet some large islands. Fang Yi is not able to compete with the strength of the large sect islands now, so unless it is a critical moment of life and death, he will try not to let the little devil take action.

"Little Demon King, do you want to try my demon soul banner later?" Long Wanda suddenly said to the little Demon King.

"Hmm? Do you want to talk to me?"

The little devil was stunned. Long Wanda rarely challenged it. He didn't know what disease the old dragon had committed. He actually wanted to challenge it. He looked at Long Wanda and said in a bad tone: "Old Dragon, are you thinking of any bad idea? I'll answer it, please tell me where to go."

"Then come with me." He drank the wine, ate the spirit fish and the spirit food. Long Wanda took the little devil king away from Jinao Island, but before leaving, Long Wanda gave a wink to the Dark Night Leopard.

"Fang Yi, I have even taken the Dark Night Leopard away. I won't disturb your two worlds." Long Wanda's voice sounded in the minds of Fang Yi's little devil and Dark Night Leopard. He was afraid that if he didn't explain it clearly, the little devil would really beat him up.

Hearing Long Wanda's words, the kitten turned into a dark night leopard jumped into Fang Fang's arms, "A dragon fish has recently come in the waters outside the island, I'll take you to catch it."

"Okay, okay." Xiao Fangfang clapped his hands and smiled, then looked at Fang Yi and Bai Chuxia pitifully and asked, "Mom and Dad, can I go play with Xiao Hei?"

"Go, don't bully Xiao Hei." Bai Chuxia waved her hand. She knew that the dragon fish was just a spirit fish and could not reach the level of a spirit beast. With the dark night leopard following her, her daughter would not be in any danger.
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