Chapter 1210 Zhao Linger, I Will Never Obey You

In fact, in the past few days, monks who have changed their defenses often come here to buy some elixirs to restore consumption and treat injuries.

Among them, Fang Ping's business here naturally has the most customers, so he knows more about the battle situation in the past few days.

In the past seven days, facing endless monster attacks regardless of consumption and death, it has really put a lot of pressure on the Zhoutian Xinghai Formation.

During this period, there were even two times when the demon clan used unknown treasures to briefly break through the formation, causing many demon beasts to rush in.

Fortunately, Woshenshan was well prepared, quickly restored the formation and organized manpower support, and quickly wiped out the monsters.

However, there were also some casualties in Woshen Mountain. Dozens of foundation-building monks and two golden elixir monks died, and many Nascent Soul monks were injured.

After this battle, many monks brought monster corpses to Fang Ping in exchange for elixirs, but this time there were obviously more monks exchanging healing elixirs than before.

Fortunately, Fang Ping had prepared a lot of various healing elixirs, but he did not disappoint too many customers.

In this way, the result is that with the help of the best elixir, the overall strength of Woshenshan has not been reduced too much.

On this day, Fang Ping had just sent away a customer who was in the Golden Elixir Realm. Fang Ping was about to close the stall and leave to continue refining elixirs when he saw a figure with a blurry face wearing a veil and fluttering white clothes leading three Golden Elixir monks towards her. Come along.

With an old acquaintance here, Fang Ping couldn't rush to close the stall.

He trotted to a few people, and started chattering towards Li Yi: "Backer, my big backer, you are finally here. After we said goodbye that day, there was no news from your backer. This made the younger generation worried all day long, for fear that you would I honor your elixir and forget about me."

Li Yi's originally calm face suddenly turned dark: "Boy, you've had enough. Why don't you pay it back?"

Seeing Li Yi's awkward look, Fang Ping did not continue to poke his sore spot, but pretended to be careful and respectful and asked: "Senior backer, I wonder what kind of wind brought you here today?"

"It's nothing, I just changed my defense and caught a few monsters, so I came here specifically to exchange for some elixirs."

"Do you want the foundation-building elixir or the golden elixir this time?" Fang Ping asked curiously.

Li Yi's mood, which he had just adjusted, suddenly became bad again: "You are looking for a fight, right?"

After scolding him, he raised his hand to strike, but suddenly thought of the rumors about Fang Ping during this period, so he stopped talking.

This is a master who can even customize Nascent Soul elixirs. He doesn't dare to mess with a small golden elixir like him.

Seeing Li Yi's attitude, Fang Ping nodded secretly, thinking that Li Yi was probably protected too well and was a bit immature, so he shouldn't be too bad.

After all, as a young man, with his qualifications of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, his parents in the Nascent Soul Realm, and his rapid advancement in cultivation, it is normal for him to be a little domineering.

Ignoring Li Yi who was looking at his eyes rolling around, Fang Ping clasped his fists towards the female cultivator and said, "Congratulations to Senior Sister Ling'er for her great improvement in cultivation. She is only one step away from the golden elixir."

Zhao Ling'er, the descendant of Deyou Transformation God of Woshen Mountain, was born with a body of water spirit. It is said that she was as beautiful as a fairy, and her character was pure and generous, and she was polite to everyone.

It's a pity that there are very few monks in the sect who have actually seen her appearance.

What's even more pity is that it is said that Zhao Ling'er accidentally ate poisonous weeds in his early years, resulting in a deficiency in his spiritual body, so that he had to stop polishing his spiritual body for a long time during the foundation building period in order to keep his foundation intact.

The last time he met Fang Ping, the aura of her water spirit body made Fang Ping feel so familiar and friendly that he went to get to know her secretly.

If Zhao Ling'er hadn't given away the elixir in the end and asked Li Yi to apologize and compensate, Fang Ping and Zhao Ling'er might not have had much interaction.

But it is precisely because she has a very similar temperament to Luo Yun, and Fang Ping believes that this woman has a special physique and must have an extraordinary status in Woshen Mountain, so when he finally gave away the elixir, he added two drops of Zhu in the bottle. The water-based spiritual liquid in the base period.

The original idea was to use the spiritual liquid to get some benefits for Zhao Ling'er, so that she could owe her a favor, and he would have a backer in Woshen Mountain in the future.

Now that he saw that Zhao Ling'er's cultivation level had greatly increased and that the shortcomings of his water spirit body had been made up for, Fang Ping knew that his original choice was indeed correct.

Zhao Ling'er didn't seem surprised at all that Fang Ping recognized her identity. She bowed to Fang Ping and said in her sweet voice: "Thank you fellow Taoist for giving me the medicine. In fact, Ling'er came to see my senior brother this time for a ruthless reason." please.”

Fang Ping nodded slightly: "Sister, you're welcome. If you have any questions, please just ask."

Zhao Ling'er took out a storage bag and sent it to Fang Ping under control with his spiritual energy: "Ling'er came here to ask for medicine from his senior brother. After using the medicine last time, Ling'er felt that it was very effective, so he wanted to try it again. Please ask for some, and please don’t refuse, senior brother.”

Before Fang Ping could answer, Li Yi jumped in and said, "How dare he! It's his honor for you, junior sister, to ask him to buy medicine. It's something that others wouldn't even dream of doing. How could he refuse?"

After saying that, he changed his arrogant expression, raised his head and looked at Fang Ping through his nostrils and said: "Boy, if you don't take out the elixir quickly, how long do you want my junior sister to wait for you?"

Fang Ping hurriedly said: "Hey, my patron, senior, what are you talking about? Senior sister comes in person to exchange for the elixir. That is an honor that this junior can't even dream of, not to mention the senior who is my patron personally accompanying me." , I will never accept this storage bag. Not only can I not accept it, I will also give the elixir to you, senior, and you will pass it on to senior sister."

As Fang Ping spoke, he took out a bottle of elixir and put it together with the storage bag and stuffed it into Li Yi's hand.

Li Yi became anxious all of a sudden. The junior sister was still watching. Why did you kid give me the storage bag that the junior sister gave you? You are so dark-minded.

He didn't dare to answer it at all and quickly took two steps back: "Boy, what are you doing? I don't want your things."

"You are my supporter. If you refuse when I give you something, will others see it and think you are no longer my supporter?" Fang Ping took two steps forward and continued to stuff it into his hand.

"Who is your backer? Boy, I warn you not to talk nonsense." Li Yi continued to retreat.

Fang Ping chased after him and begged pitifully: "Senior, please don't run away. Is it because I didn't do something well, or is my filial piety not enough? I have no one to rely on in the sect. Senior, please do me a favor." You can’t do without me.”

"Stay away from me, don't come over, don't come over, help me, junior sister, you saw it, it was him who insisted on chasing me. However, senior brother, I am upright and upright, with breeze on my sleeves, regard money as dung, and care about the monks on the back, I swear to the death..."

The two of them were chasing each other to give, and the other was running to shirk them. The way they were pushing and shoving was very similar to the scene of giving red envelopes to some elders with whom they have a close relationship during the Chinese New Year.