Chapter 179 Blood Rain

The market was crowded with people, but no transactions took place. Everyone looked at the pier eagerly, asking each other when Du Fangfeng would show up.

In the Qishan Islands, Pingping Taoist Du Fangfeng is even more famous than the master, not only because of his deeds of stealing water from Yashan, but also because of his business status. More than half of the demon clan and a considerable number of casual cultivators sell through him Goods, today, he wants to sell the most precious treasure.

Whether they are humans or monsters, everyone has only one question: who dares to bid for this bottle of water from the sword washing pool. Of course, Qishan Orthodoxy will protect buyers, but once they leave Qishan, they will have to face the pursuit of Asan Orthodoxy, which is no joke.

The crowd was talking a lot, and whenever an Yashan Taoist priest approached, they immediately shut up cautiously. Although the disciples of the Nine Dao Tradition all dressed up in blue robes, high buns, and long hairpins, there were still some slight differences. The end of the Yashan hairpin pointed upward. It is bent like a small hook, which can be easily recognized by those with a sharp eye and can be notified to those around them in time.

Mu Xingqiu looked around and whispered, "Qishan Taoist priest is really calm. No one came to see the excitement."

In fact, not only Qi Shan, but also other high-level Taoist priests from the Taoist tradition did not come. They seemed not to be interested in this kind of thing at all. There were quite a few Taoist priests in the realm of inhalation, who were as excited as Pangshan disciples.

"They are probably all on guard against the sea monsters." Yang Qingyin was also looking around, looking for the strange monsters and pointing at them with Xiao Qingtao.

"Qishan is repairing Wugen Island." Lan Qizhang said, he is the only smoke-eating Taoist priest on the island besides Yashan. He has been practicing in his room these days and did not even participate in the war with the sea monster. He originally thought that today After leaving Qishan, I didn't expect to be dragged to the market. I felt uncomfortable standing in the crowd. I glanced at Qin Lingshuang and shook my head slightly.

"Here we come." A voice called from the other side of the pier.

Du Fangfeng appeared. Accompanied by Hong Futian and a group of businessmen, and finally followed by two Yashan Taoist priests.

"I'll offer you a hundred gold souls!" An impatient person called out the price in advance, causing a commotion, and then the bidding started one after another.

"Does anyone really dare to buy it?" Yang Qingyin was shocked.

Shen Jiyi had been patrolling the island and happened to come over and said, "Of course I dare to buy it. Some people want to use this method to please Yashan. Some people want to sell it to us at a high price after they get it. Some people think they can escape to the sea with the water bottle." Go to the demon side.

"Why don't you bid?" Yang Qingyin asked coldly.

"That's what belongs to Asan. We won't bid for it. Nor will we buy it from others." Shen Jiyi deliberately raised his voice.

The casual cultivators and monsters around him glanced at him and continued to raise the price loudly.

Yang Qingyin curled her lips, "It seems they have no intention of currying favor with Yashan. Hey, maybe they want to wash the magical artifacts in Qishan and then sell them directly. It is much more convenient than going to Yashan."

"That little pool water is only enough to wash a few magical instruments."

Lan Qizhang couldn't help but interject, "That's not the case. I heard that the water in the sword-washing pool has immortal power and can be used repeatedly."

Hearing this, some people who were just watching the excitement also started shouting prices.

Shen Jiyi smiled awkwardly and said loudly: "The amount of water Du Fangfeng stole was too little. It is very troublesome to wash the magic vessels. There will inevitably be losses in the process. It won't take long."

Lan Qizhang nodded, completely unaware of the impact of his words. "It makes some sense."

Yang Qingyin sighed, "I want to buy it even if I lose all my money."

"There is an agreement among the nine great avenues..."

"I know, can't you just think about it?" Yang Qingyin became impatient. Pointing at a group of people, "Is that Du Fangfeng? Why is it different from what you said?"

Mu Xingqiu was even more surprised, "He didn't look like this last night."

Overnight, Du Fangfeng had aged several dozen years. His completely black beard and hair were now half black and white, and his originally inflexible legs had become stiffer. He was stumbling forward. How could he still have a graceful temperament? But he refused help from those around him, and nodded to acquaintances on both sides of the road with a smile on his face.

The Yashan Taoist priest who had been monitoring Du Fangfeng was stunned. Shen Jiyi watched him pass by and asked himself in a low voice: "What trick is he playing?"

Du Fangfeng walked to the middle of the market, where there was a temporary wooden platform. This time he needed help from others, and was lifted onto the platform by several acquaintances.

"I am Ping Taoist Du Fangfeng." He pointed to his beard and hair, "There is a little change, but I think everyone should still recognize my appearance, especially... some people."

The laughter got louder, and Yang Qingyin turned around and said, "This Du Fangfeng is completely different from what you said. He is neither a big thief nor a single-minded person. In short, he is very bad."

"This is his true face." Shen Jiyi said coldly.

Mu Xingqiu said nothing, but there was a vague feeling in his heart that Du Fangfeng was afraid that he would make another unexpected move today.

"I don't have a chance to get close." Du Fangfeng responded to the banshee with a smile, and then raised his voice, "Things in the world are unpredictable. Even I never thought that I would live in Qishan for more than fifty years, nearly half my life. This is like my home.”

The crowd sighed. Although many businessmen lived in Qishan all year round, they always had to go out. There were also those who were seeking refuge. Although they didn’t want to leave, they couldn’t afford the high rent and had to flee overnight after a short stay. Apart from Qishan, Taoist priest Shan, indeed no one has lived here as long as Du Fangfeng.

"I don't like this 'home'. It's not only shabby, but also very strict. People stare at me every day, as if I'm their biological son, and they spank me whenever I step out of the house."

The crowd laughed even louder, and some even booed Taoist priest Yashan. Everyone knew who Du Fangfeng was talking about.

Shen Jiyi had a cold expression. With him around, Taoist priest Pangshan was embarrassed to laugh. Only Yang Qingyin laughed without any scruples, "Although this person is a rogue, he is still quite interesting. Haha, spanking."

When the laughter died down, Du Fangfeng suddenly said, "I don't like any of you, oh, and monsters, even if they have had an intimate relationship with me."

Such straightforward and rude words were not like Du Fangfeng's usual behavior. The market suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at each other in confusion. Then a strange voice said, "Stop talking nonsense. Where is the treasure? Are you going to sell it?"

Another voice began to quote prices, and there was a lot of noise. Du Fangfeng took out the crystal bottle. He raised it in his hand and said loudly: "Here is the treasure, but I don't want to sell it."

"What? Not selling it? Then why did you call us here? To amuse everyone?" The scolding was everywhere, and the good relationship that Du Fangfeng had built over decades collapsed in the blink of an eye.

Du Fangfeng didn't care. He had kept this bottle of water in his arms for more than 50 years, and he had never used it. He had a way to make himself comfortable and didn't need to wash the magic tools for others.

"I called everyone here to let you see who I am, and use your mouth to spread my name." Du Fangfeng had to make his voice louder to suppress the noise in the market. But it had little effect. He wanted to attract everyone's attention again, and he had to take action instead of just relying on words.

His eyes swept through the crowd, as if looking for someone, and then he pulled out the cork of the crystal bottle and drank the whole bottle of water.

The market became silent again.

Du Fangfeng smacked his lips, "I'm a bastard." He said, full of energy, as if announcing the most important secret. "But I don't care. Please tell the world that the equal Taoist Du Fangfeng is the biggest bastard in the world. He did this because he loved someone."

Not many people understand Du Fangfeng's obsession with Feng Ruhui of Luanjing Mountain. They were all puzzled when they heard these words. Facing the inquiring eyes, several female demons and female cultivators shook their heads firmly after asking themselves.

The Taoists of Yashan all ran to the middle. They shouted: "Everyone step back, no one is allowed to touch Du Fangfeng!"

They want to take back the water from the sword washing pool, even if they drink it into their stomachs.

"Look. He has gained weight." The bald man is already famous in Qishan. He doesn't need to hide his tracks. He is standing above Mu Xingqiu and can see more clearly than anyone else.

Many people have noticed that Du Fangfeng spread his arms, and his head and hands exposed outside are swelling, which makes the smile on his face look very weird.

A dozen Yashan Taoist priests surrounded the wooden platform and did not allow outsiders to approach. The Taoist priest who had tried to use mind control on Mu Xingqiu looked up at Du Fangfeng and seemed a little undecided.

"Remember me!" Du Fangfeng shouted loudly, his voice became hoarse, adding to the sense of madness.

"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct." Lan Qizhang shouted this, and was the first to understand the truth. He stretched out his hand to Qin Lingshuang, wanting to take her to a safe place.

Du Fangfeng really exploded. With a loud bang, the whole person turned into a stream of flesh and blood, spraying more than ten feet high, and exploded again in the air, turning into a bloody rain and wind, covering almost half of the island.

The Qishan Islands are all restricted by spells, and ordinary people cannot cast spells. No one understands how Du Fangfeng self-destructed. This is obviously not the effect of the sword washing pool water. Everyone can only run away, and inevitably crowd and trample on each other.

The disciples of Pangshan reacted the fastest. As soon as Lan Qizhang opened his mouth to remind them, several of them turned around and ran. Fangfang's hand naturally fell on Mu Xingqiu's hand.

Mu Xingqiu was not the first person to take a step, but he was the fastest. He used the dragon leap method to regulate his internal breath and took more than ten steps in one step.

The blood rain fell to the ground, and the area dyed red was so large that it was hard to believe that Du Fangfeng would have so much blood.

The accident happened too suddenly. Everyone was more or less drenched in blood. The demons and the casual cultivators were embarrassed with red heads and bloody faces. The Taoists could not completely escape this disaster. The Yashan Taoist with the highest cultivation was also the closest to Du Fangfeng, and his body was covered with dirty blood.

Du Fangfeng died just like that. No one sympathized with him. Everyone was tidying up their clothes and cursing. They all felt that they had been deceived. Du Fangfeng used to be a very law-abiding businessman. Why did he play such a prank when he was dying?

Yang Qingyin stamped her feet in anger. She ran fast enough, but there were still a few drops of blood on her clothes. "He is really a bastard."

Several bloody Taoist priests from Yashan rushed to the dock and shouted, "No one is allowed to leave the island!"

Among the others, Lan Qizhang was the first to understand, "Du Fangfeng distributed the spiritual power of the sword washing pool water to everyone!"

Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang checked each other and found that they were the few people who were not stained with blood.

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