A waiter wearing a sky blue gown immediately greeted him.

"If a certain company wants to sell something, let someone come who you can talk to."

Fang Xi glanced at the environment in Wanhai Tower and frowned: "Also...it's too noisy and messy here."

"This guest, please go to the private room on the second floor."

The waiter immediately followed Shan Ruliu and brought Fang Xi to the second floor, into a special private room.

The private room is very large, and the incense burner on the table is slowly rising the incense of Ningshen.

Not long after, a maid came in and served spiritual tea.

‘This Song family is indeed rich enough.’

Fang Xi smelled it and felt that the mana in her body was slightly fluctuating, and she couldn't help but sigh.

However, he still has no entrance.

After a stick of incense, the door opened again, and a male cultivator wearing a navy blue robe, a jade crown, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes walked in. He bowed first: "Song Qing, what do you call this fellow Taoist?"

"I am so cold!"

Fang Xi responded coldly.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Fang. I wonder if you can give me some advice when you come to Wan Hai Tower?" Song Qing has obviously been specially trained in dealing with others, and every move he makes is quite etiquette.

But there is a hint of arrogance between the eyebrows.

This is normal, after all, we are from the Song family.

Besides, this is what monks do.

"Come to sell something and buy something at the same time."

After the third level of body refining, Daliang Martial Arts has no way forward according to what Linghushan said, so Fang Xi must of course turn around in time.

And with his miserable spiritual roots, if he wants to improve the 'Eternal Spring Art', he probably still has to take drugs.

"Oh, then today is an eye-opener."

Song Qing sat down and took a sip of the spiritual tea, with a little anticipation in her eyes.

Then, he saw Fang Xi take out a medicine bottle from the storage bag and put it on the table.

Song Qing picked up the medicine bottle, opened it and smelled it: "Well... the first-order high-grade spiritual pill - Jinsui Pill, is suitable for monks in the late stage of Jinlinggen Qi refining to increase their magic power. One piece is worth twenty yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. Here are

Five pieces, the medicinal properties are intact, I can buy them for ninety spiritual stones. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

"Okay."

Fang Xi thought for a while, then took out some spiritual materials from the storage bag and disposed of them.

The third brother of the Kou family probably took away a lot of random things while killing people and seizing the treasure. Fang Xi had no use for them, so he simply sold them all.

After Song Qing identified them one by one, they totaled only sixty-five spiritual stones.

"So... I should pay fellow Taoist a total of one hundred and fifty-five low-grade spiritual stones."

After Song Qing finished counting, he flicked his sleeves and put away the Golden Sui Pills and other things, leaving only a bunch of colorful low-grade spiritual stones on the table: "Fellow Taoist, can you do a count and see if the number is correct?"<

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Fang Xi nodded and began to count things seriously.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Song Qing's face became even bigger: "I wonder what you want to buy in this building? There are all kinds of rare and rare treasures in this building, which must be able to meet your Taoist needs."<

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Chapter completed!