"Pearl?"

Fang Yuan looked at the huge round beads in his hand, his face a little strange.

When the bright white light disappeared, what appeared in his hand was a pearl the size of a baby's fist.

The bead is bright and flawless, and it emits a ray of light. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary person.

"This is the treasure left by Yang Fan?"

Fang Yuan sighed, vaguely feeling disappointed.

For him, he would rather leave that real dream and let himself explore slowly.

After all, in that dream, the benefits I gained were so great that it was equivalent to having traveled to the Dagan Empire.

"I don't know what extraordinary this bead is..."

Fang Yuan pondered, and a trace of tentative Yuan power entered into the pearl.

As soon as the pearl shook, the input of the Yuan power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response at all.

"It seems that the dream master's things are better to use!"

After first testing the martial arts Yuanli, Fang Yuan felt at ease. When he moved, he used Meng Yuanli.

Buzz!

Sure enough, after a trace of dream power was injected, the pearl trembled and a bright light shone.

Immediately, Fang Yuan felt that his spiritual consciousness seemed to be connected to another vast space.

This space is incredible, but the portal is in your own hands and can be opened and closed at will.

"Storage Spirit Treasure?"

Fang Yuan murmured, a piece of silver appeared in his hand, and the light flashed and disappeared.

And in the corner of that space, a silver ingot appeared, making Fang Yuan look thoughtful.

"There are mountains and rivers in the pearl, which is the mountains and rivers and pearls!"

His spiritual sense searched the sky and the earth, and finally found a piece of information.

"Lingbao Mountain River Pearl?"

Fang Yuan touched his chin.

This bead is a space container, and the space inside it is extremely vast. It is probably not a false idea to hold mountains and rivers, but the only regret is that it cannot accommodate living things.

"It seems like a small world that has not yet been truly formed..."

Fang Yuan vaguely seemed to understand something.

The mountain and river beads give him the feeling that it is the original version of Qingfeng Spirit Land, and of course, it is even worse.

However, the only advantage is that it can be carried with you and is extremely convenient if you use it as a storage ring.

"It's a pity... this Yang Fan is a stingy guy, and nothing is left inside..."

Fang Yuan shook his head and sighed a little.

That real dream was obviously not in the mountains and rivers, but on the white jade square.

Unfortunately, there is only one chance.

...

After the Drunken Moon Festival, the thick fog gradually disappeared, and the water of the wine lake and the spirit fish gradually disappeared.

The originally crazy wave slowly subsided, and many fishermen returned with a load of loads, with joy of harvest on their faces.

Occasionally, there are warriors who have lost their luck and catch the spirit fish, and they are even more sought after everywhere they go. Of course, there is also the inseparable covetousness and competition in secret.

The entire Zuiyue Lake suddenly became more lively and noisy.

Unfortunately, these carnival people would not have thought that this year's Drunken Moon Festival will be the last time.

Golden Dragon Gate.

Behind the main hall of the mountain gate, there is a small lake where some fish are stocked.

At this moment, a strange dragon shadow flashed in the lake, turning into silver-white streaming light, and suddenly jumped up, as if a real dragon was on patrol, and it was the King of Spirit Fish!

It swims in the water, spewing water columns from time to time, as if expressing its dissatisfaction with the narrow site.

Behind it are several spirit fish, as well as more drunk fish and silver fish, which follow the ants, and only the horse's head is the one who follows it.

"well……"

By the lake, Yu Xiaohong tied two big shiny braids, drooped over her waist, and looked at the fish on the lake with her lively eyes, but she couldn't hide her sorrow on her face.

"The movement of this Spirit Fish King is so big. My Golden Dragon Gate is not united. The news finally leaked!"

She stirred her braids, looked at the hall, and sighed helplessly: "Those spirit fish alone may not be able to suppress them with the ability of grandpa, let alone the spirit fish king. If it weren't for carrying out that senior, someone would have broken up and tried to rob! But now, senior has not appeared for a long time..."

Although Yu Feishui strives to exaggerate the power of Fang Yuan, the greed of human hearts is absolutely endless.

It’s okay to intimidate once or twice. Until now, many people think that the so-called Wuzong is simply a lie written and performed by Yu Feishui!

Especially... when I found a backer, I had no scruples.

"Old fish head!!"

In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

Yu Feishui's face was dull, and he sat in the main seat, looking at the people in the hall.

"I would like to advise you, it's fine to have a spirit fish, but that spirit fish king is definitely not something you can keep!"

A one-eyed warrior broke up and threatened: "We miss you, too, are famous masters of Zhu State, so we politely discuss and exchange with you. Could it be that you don't even give me this little face?"

"Brother Chu is so arrogant to me!"

Yu Feishui's face twitched, and he showed a wry smile: "It's really the ownership of this Spirit Fish King, and I can't make the decision!"

This one-eyed warrior, named Chu Jie, is the largest bandit gang in Zhu State and the leader of the Eighteen-Serial Docks. His martial arts skills have reached the perfect level of the twelve levels.

In addition to him, there is also a scholar in white clothes, who is a famous lone warrior in the evil sect for the deathly scholar and for the evil sect.

The last person, with a peach blossom face and a sweet smile, was a beautiful woman in her thirties, but Yu Feishui was even more afraid to neglect her.

After all, this Mrs. Miaohua is a spiritual disciple! His spiritual skills of Wan Zui Furong are superb and have killed three Four Heavenly Sect warriors in a row!

These three people have different reputations and are also bullying the characters who come to the door.

In addition to them, there are many famous and upright sects, and even government families, hidden behind the scenes, and various threats and temptations are also indispensable.

After all, the temptation of a spirit fish king is too great.

"We have been waiting for these times, why didn't that master appear yet?"

The deadly scholar smiled and said, "Can we be sincere? Old Fish Head, do you still intend to humiliate us?"

"Old Fish Head, why don't you look at our conditions? You will definitely not disappoint you!"

Mrs. Miaohua also pursed her lips and smiled: "I have produced a bottle of 'Wanhua Pill', and Brother Scholar has produced the secret magical skills "Thousand Heart Sword Art". Brother Chu is a local rich man, and he gives 50,000 taels of gold! Together, these three things will only be replaced by the Spirit Fish King, and the rest of the Spirit Fish will belong to you! Not only that, each of us still owe you a favor. If there is a need in the future, we will come in the wind and go in the rain, and we will never say anything! How about it?"

Her eyes were as charming as spring water, with whirlpools rippling, almost hooking up people's souls.

"you……"

Old man Yu's expression suddenly darkened.

To be honest, even though these conditions are still a little worse than those of the Spirit Fish King, it is not too much, which shows sincerity.

But they said it nicely. After the money and goods were cleared, wouldn’t they cause trouble for Fang Yuan when he came back?

"Please go back three of you!"

Yu Feishui's face turned cold: "Although my Golden Dragon Gate is a small family, no one can bully me! Don't say that this Spirit Fish King is not my husband's, even if it's... I will not make this deal with you just because of the reputation of you! People come!"

He finally shouted, and there were many figures outside, and many disciples of the Golden Dragon Gate, wearing soft armor of fish scales, holding fishing nets, iron boats and oars, immediately surrounded the hall.

A strong dragon will not defeat a local snake!

Even in the four-day gate-level battle, if there are too many ants, you can still kill the elephant.

"well……"

Seeing this, the deadly scholar did not say much, but sighed quietly: "Since you are stubborn and unscrupulous, we can only ask the master! If you don't give us your face, you must consider it."

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic aura erupted outside.

"Gangmaster! Someone broke through..."

A disciple of the Golden Dragon Gate hurriedly ran in with a look of panic on his face. Before he could finish a word, his face suddenly turned red and blood squirted wildly, and he fell down.

Hissing!

His blood eroded as soon as it fell to the ground, and large patches of white smoke emerged.

"Is this... poison?"
To be continued...