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[Chapter 1248]: Zhuwen Hall "Medium"

"Please lead the way. Fang Zhi hugged Xiao Qi in his arms and said warmly.

The red-clothed nun stepped forward to lead the way, always chatting about some mundane but not silent topics along the way.

When the red-clothed nun led Fang Zhi into an antique ink-colored guest room, a wearing a phoenix hairpin sat on a bench and waited for a long time.

As soon as he entered the guest room, Fang Zhi smelled a slightly strong, but not uncomfortable aroma.

The aroma came from a not far away.

"Deacon Wang, this is the guest who wants to be the heaven-level people of the Transformation Sect. The red-clothed nun hurriedly introduced.

The leaned on the bench, her slightly charming eyes looked at Fang Zhi's body for a while, and seeing that he had an extraordinary temperament and a lofty spirit, she said, "This guest is the son of that family?"

"It's just a casual practice. Fang Zhi was holding Xiao Qi in his arms with one hand, and the other hand was caressing Xiao Qi's soft and glorious fur, and replied gently.

Seeing that Fang Zhi was reluctant to speak, Deacon Wang smiled and said that she was not smelling much, her face was serious, and she said, "The price of the heaven-level Zhuwen of the Huashengmen is 300 million yuan to watch once. ”

Fang Zhiyan frowned slightly, and asked, "I want to buy the heaven-level Zhuwen of the Transformation Sect and watch it carefully, I don't know what the price is?"

"Buy?" Deacon Wang's face was surprised, but she immediately waved her hand and said with a smile: "All the stories from all walks of life in our hall are only for guests to see, and they will never be sold." After all...... If the news we have collected so hard is taken by you to the outside world to be engraved as a copy and sold, wouldn't our Zhuwen Hall lose a lot?"

"600 million yuan crystal, I urgently need a copy, Fang will never do such a dirty and despicable thing. Fang Zhi hugged Xiao Qi in his arms and said calmly.

Deacon Wang's eyelids were raised, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still shook his head and refused: "My palace has palace rules, look at Gongzi Haihan." ”

"Billion crystals. Fang Zhi's expression was calm, without the slightest wave, as if what he was talking about at this time was only a number.

After Fang Zhi's words came to this, he said coldly: "This is my highest offer, I only want a copy of the Transformation Gate, and this time I am going to see the map of the Great Southern Heavenly God Land and all the news, if you refuse to give me the copy of the Transformation Gate, then ...... With all due respect, Fang could only go elsewhere to find what he wanted. ”

After saying this, Fang Zhi hugged Xiao Qi in his arms, his expression was extremely indifferent.

Deacon Wang wanted to say something to refuse, but when he heard that Fang Zhi wanted the heaven-level of the Southern Heaven Divine Land, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, this was a big deal!

A metamorphosis gate in the Southern Tianshen area has to be watched once with 300 million crystals.

The Southern Heaven and God Earth are full of forces and vast and boundless, how vast is this money?

Seeing that Fang Zhi's face was indifferent, it didn't seem like he was saying arrogant words, his heartstrings trembled, and he reminded euphemistically: "Childe, I'm afraid this money will be at least six billion crystals, you ......."

Fang Zhi raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll give you seven billion." ”

As soon as these words came out, Deacon Wang's face showed a touch of red.

It's a big deal......

The red-clothed nun standing on the side was stunned, she actually ushered in such a customer of the financial group?

But after the red-clothed nun thought that she could get nearly one percent of the profit, that is, 700 million crystals, this pretty face also showed excitement.

Deacon Wang's face was embarrassed, and it was difficult to make a choice for a while.

Fang Zhi saw that her expression was calm, holding Xiao Qi in his arms, and said casually: "I also have a friend who is checking the news of the West Sea Ten Thousand Islands, and I am willing to buy all the records about the West Sea Ten Thousand Islands." ”

"Deacon Wang, please give me an answer now, I don't have time to go around the bend with you here. Fang Zhi sat on the bench, his calm gaze scanning Deacon Wang's body, and the only felt a pressure rushing over her face.

This pressure did not come from the suppression of cultivation, it was purely the suppression of aura.

There was silence in the room.

The red-clothed nun looked at Deacon Wang nervously, her eyes were full of nervousness, she was afraid that Deacon Wang would reject Fang Zhi.

In this way, her nearly one billion yuan crystal commission will turn into a bubble and disappear.

After a long time.

Deacon Wang's face squeezed out a bitter smile, she looked at Fang Zhi, nodded helplessly, and said, "I can only get from you, a little enemy, only this once...... Only a copy of the Phytomona will be given to you. ”

"There are also those of Zhuxianmen on the West Sea Island. Fang Zhi said coldly.

Deacon Wang was stunned when she heard this, Fang Zhi didn't wait for her to answer, and added: "The money will not be less for you, and my generation will not spread any information indiscriminately, just stay in your hands to observe." ”

Absolute aura suppression!

Deacon Wang was almost unable to raise his head when he was messed with by Fang Zhi.

"I'm afraid of you, a little enemy. The corners of Deacon Wang's mouth twitched, and he immediately took out a black stone that was longer than the breath of the red-clothed female cultivator, and a divine thought came out.

About a stick of incense passed.

A nun rushed to the guest room with a splendid storage bag in her hand and placed it there.

Deacon Wang took out two jade slips from the storage bag, she pinched the magic trick on the jade slips, unlocked the inscription on the jade slips that was forbidden to be copied, and said to Fang Zhi: "These are the heaven-level rumors of the Huasheng Gate and the Zhuxian Gate respectively, I have unlocked the seal, you can copy it by yourself." ”

Fang Zhi raised his hand to take the copy of the Transformation Gate, and took out an empty jade slip from the storage bag, and the huge divine thoughts poured into the jade slip of the Transformation Gate, imprinting the detailed information of the Transformation Gate on the copy one by one in an instant.

Only a stick of incense passed, and Fang Zhi calmly finished imprinting.

The soul elder who had been waiting for a long time couldn't wait to preach, "Give it to me quickly." ”

Fang Zhi threw the copy into the Dzi space, and immediately said to the red-clothed nun on the side: "Just now my friend came here with me, please call him over." ”

When the red-clothed nun heard the order, she hurriedly agreed to take out the black stone and summon it.

Fang Zhi probed his divine thoughts into the True Scroll of the Transformation Sect, and a majestic and vast message immediately poured into his heart.

The Huasheng Gate was built by the Huasheng Danzu 4,600 years ago and is located in the Danshan Mountain in the northwest of Qinghai Province.

Like the records of the ancestors of the Huashengmen Sect, they all appeared in front of Fang Zhi's eyes one by one.

Like the many exploits of the first generation of incarnated Danzu, the descendants of relatives are recorded in great detail.

But Fang Zhi searched for it, and finally saw a familiar name among the thirty-sixth Dan Saint Ancestor.

This name is called Jinnanzhi!

When Fang Zhi saw this name, his mind took another step, and he immediately observed the many secrets that some soul elders had always concealed from Fang Zhi.

Many secrets are rarely talked about to him, but they are recorded in great detail in the Zhuwen Palace.

When Fang Zhi saw the secret news recorded in it, his expression couldn't help but change.