A rich man in a purple and red brocade robe, his face was covered with meat, and he arched his hand at Jian Huazhang calmly.

There was no reverence in his eyes for a monk in his eyes, and there was even a slight disdain hidden in his eyes.

seems to be laughing at Jian Huazhang, although he is a monk, he still has to serve them mortals.

As long as there is a Yuan Qi Talisman, you can order a monk like Jian Huazhang to do things, which was something that was unthinkable before.

Indeed, before Jian Huazhang, there had never been a monk who had lowered his value so much, because even a monk in the Dao cultivation stage could make a living by purchasing basic materials and refining Yuan Qi talismans.

It is better than begging for a life from mortals, and being able to live a life with dignity and confidence.

Even if the success rate is not high, once you become proficient, you can still get a decent income.

In the eyes of mortals, such a monk is awe-inspiring, unapproachable, and desirable.

Jian Huazhang's move is indeed contemptible, not only some mortals, but even some monks look disdainful when they pass by.

But Jian Huazhang had already tried, and he couldn't draw the Yuan Qi Talisman at all, let alone other more complex talismans.

And his storage rings and supplies were all lost when he passed through the space node.

Moreover, since he came to Guansu Port, he discovered a terrible fact, that is, his original cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Ning Yuan was rapidly draining.

In just a few months, he was left with the cultivation of the current Dao stage.

In order to maintain this cultivation, Jian Huazhang had to use a Yuan Qi talisman every three days, and only in this way could he slow down the loss of cultivation as much as possible, and for this, he suffered a lot of contempt.

Maybe some kind-hearted mortals, or those ladies who looked at him handsomely, still had some awe of him, but the rich man like the one in front of him always looked a little disdainful.

This kind of thing, this is not the first time Jian Huazhang has experienced it, at the beginning, Jian Huazhang was uncomfortable and painful, and even directly vetoed the other party's invitation under the gaze of this kind of gaze.

But within three days, the rapidly fading cultivation made his arrogance retreat, and his backbone was broken from then on.

Just like at this moment, there are still such disgusting eyes, but at this moment, Jian Huazhang has been able to ignore it as much as possible.

Because, if he can't get the Yuan Qi Talisman, then the little bit of cultivation he has left will also leave him.

"Yes, sir!"

When Jian Huazhang heard himself say this, he already had a formulaic smile on his face, and with the tool thrown by Fang Yan, he followed behind the rich man in the brocade robe.

"Mr. Jane, my family lives in the western suburbs of Xiumu City, and there is still a long distance from here, but I came in a hurry today, and I only prepared a horse......

The rich man in the brocade robe looked a little guilty, but his tone was a little joking.

"It's okay, Xiaosheng's feet are not slow, he will definitely be able to catch up with the master!"

Jian Huazhang's fists under the sleeves were tightened, and this sentence was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Jane!"

When the rich man in the brocade robe finished speaking, he turned over and mounted his horse, and the horse immediately galloped away under the whip of the rich man in the brocade robe, bringing up a gust of muddy wind.

Jian Huazhang's footsteps froze in place, and after a long time, he thought of the three vitality talismans that the rich man said, and finally gritted his back molars, but he still opened his legs and followed behind the muddy wind stepped out of the horse's hooves.

With the whistling wind in his ears and the choking smell of earth in his nose, Jian Huazhang galloped in the downtown with the horse of the rich man in the brocade robe.

Mortals passing by watched all this curiously, and from time to time someone pointed at them, Jian Huazhang could hear these points, but he couldn't hear those sympathetic and regretful voices.

"Hey, this Mr. Jian is also a monk, but for some reason, he just wants to earn Yuan Qi talismans from mortals, I'm afraid he is used to these things!"

"No, how could the monk look at those one or two Yuan Qi talismans in the hands of our mortals?"

"Ouch, this is really self-willing, and I don't want to make talismans, but want to take shortcuts.

If I were him, so lazy, what kind of Tao would I cultivate, I might as well be a mortal who can make the monks happy!"

There was no reverence for the monks in the mouths of these people, almost all of them were disdain, and Jian Huazhang wanted to shout: "What do you mortals know? I am a monk of the Great Perfection of Ning Yuan, and with a wave of my hand, I can kill all your monks who are ants!"

I'm not lazy, I'm not taking shortcuts......"

It's a pity that Jian Huazhang could only grit his teeth and couldn't say a word.

"When did I become like this, the person that everyone looks down upon?

So what's the point of my practice?"

At this moment, he had strong self-doubts about giving up his dignity in exchange for a vitality talisman and stabilizing that little bit of cultivation.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a grand old voice sounded, and a white-robed old man with white hair and fairy wind bones, holding a paper crane, stopped in front of the rich man in the brocade robe sitting on horseback.

When the people around saw this scene, they all stopped talking, and even the rich man in the brocade robe suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse, and with a "whoosh" sound, the horse stopped.

"Meet the Immortal Master!"

Jian Huazhang heard the awe-inspiring voice of the onlookers and the rich man in the brocade robe.

Looking for prestige, Jian Huazhang found that the person opposite was actually Fang Yan, who had rejected him just now and drove him out.

Jian Huazhang wanted to turn around without thinking too much, he didn't need Fang Yan to fall from the sky at the moment, it would only make him feel embarrassed.

"See the young master! The old slave has finally found you!"

Fang Yan didn't pay attention to the surrounding voices of worship, but walked towards Jian Huazhang with a look of surprise and disbelief, and bowed to a big salute.

Fang Yan's young master made all the people around him stunned, and those who were gossiping just now had hot faces.

They felt that maybe this was the experience given to him by the power of Jian Huazhang's family, in order to sharpen his mind.

Especially the rich man in the brocade robe, his face quickly turned white, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

It turned out that Jian Huazhang turned out to be the young master of this immortal master who looked very powerful!

Oh my God, what did I do to him before?

The more the rich man in the brocade robe thought about it, the more ugly his face became.

And Jian Huazhang, who had already turned to leave, paused because of this young master.

Seeing this, a hint of thoughtfulness flashed in Fang Yan's eyes.

"Heh, the young master of my family went out to practice, and he was teased by you, a rich man. Choose your own easy way to die!"

Fang Yan came to the side of the rich man in the brocade robe with a serious face, and said as he walked.

And the people around naturally didn't know what Fang Yan was talking about just now, they just thought that Fang Yan wanted to go and warn the rich man.

"I, I, the villain, the villain doesn't know, beg the immortal master to spare his life, ask the immortal master to spare his life!"

Before Fang Yan walked up to the rich man in the brocade robe, the rich man in the brocade robe trembled with fright from Fang Yan's warning voice, and fell to the ground with weak knees, kowtowing again and again and begging for mercy.

"Young master, look at this ......"

Fang Yan made a look of only Jian Huazhang's horse, and quickly came to Jian Huazhang's side, hugging his fists and asking for instructions.

Jian Huazhang's eyes flashed at this moment, looking at Fang Yan's lowered eyes, his expression was complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, his eyes finally regained their brightness.

But at this moment, he has no intention of leaving.

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