I may be a fake fairy

From Lai Feng's point of view, Ouyang Tian is good at everything, good in talent, good in personality, and good at friends, but there is one bad thing, that is, he is too lacking in the city, and everything is on the bright side.

For example, selling this purple spirit rice, Lai Feng must have sold it secretly, even if it was found out, it would be a few months later, but Ouyang Tian came here clearly, for fear that others would not know that he was selling purple spirit rice .

But this is also normal, after all Ouyang Tian is only a five or six year old child, he has not been beaten by the society, it would be strange if there is such a deep city.

"So it's a senior from the inner sect, do you want to buy purple spirit rice, how much?" Ouyang Tian looked at Tang Po with a smile.

"You have?" Tang Po could tell at a glance that Ouyang Tian's cultivation was only at the first level of Qi Refining Realm, and he was only dressed as a handyman's disciple. Would a mere handyman's disciple have purple spirit rice in his hand?

"Of course, I planted the purple spirit rice. I have as much as you want." Ouyang Tian nodded.

"I want one hundred catties of purple spirit rice." Tang Po said lightly.

"Okay, one hundred catties, right?" Ouyang Tian readily took out one hundred catties of purple spirit rice.

Tang Po's eyes widened immediately, yes, these are purple spirit rice, but it seems strange that a handyman disciple casually took out a hundred catties of purple spirit rice.

"How much!" Tang Po held back the excitement in his heart.

"No money." Ouyang Tian shook his head.

"No money?" Tang Po looked at Ouyang Tian suspiciously, would there be such a good thing in the world?

Tian Buer and the others knew Ouyang Tian a little bit, but he was still shocked when he heard that Ouyang Tian was not going to ask for money, your sister, one hundred catties of purple spirit rice, hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, say give it away Just send it.

"Just make friends!" Ouyang Tian chuckled.

"Why?" Tang Po asked.

"Brother Tian said you are very powerful, I want to be friends with someone as powerful as you." Ouyang Tian scratched his head and said.

Tang Po froze in place for a while, he didn't know how to answer.

"Thank you! Thousands of words were finally condensed into two words, and Tang Po left Handyman Peak with this hundred catties of purple spirit rice.

"Master wants to subdue this Tang Po?" Qinglian asked.

"I can't rely on me alone to rebuild the Qinglian Immortal Kingdom. I need the help of many people. It is impossible for me to recruit people in the ancient fairy world with my cultivation level. I can only cultivate it by myself." Ouyang Tian Helplessly sighed.

"The master is wise, and the team he cultivated is the most reliable. Back then, Immortal King Qinglian was able to establish the Qinglian Immortal Kingdom not only because of his own strength but also because of his many capable subordinates."

"How is the restoration of the fairyland?" Ouyang Tian sent all the spirit stones he got during this period of time to Qinglian fairyland.

"It takes 100 million low-grade spirit stones to extract a ray of fairy spirit energy. The master threw in about 50 million spirit stones, barely extracting a ray of fairy spirit energy. I used it to strengthen the fairy puppet pool. , today's Immortal Armament Puppet Pool can refine alchemy puppet." Qinglian said this paragraph

Time to do everything said out.

"The knot puppet!" Ouyang Tian's eyes lit up. With the knot puppet, he should be able to protect himself in the Qianyuan Continent. After all, Ziqi Xianzong's strongest combat power is only knot.

"What materials do you need?" Ouyang Tian asked hastily.

"The higher the quality of the spiritual object, the better. If you can get the materials for refining the magic weapon, you can refine the puppets at the late stage of alchemy or even at the peak of alchemy!" Qinglian said.

"Materials for refining magic weapons!" Ouyang Tian frowned. The materials that can be used to refine magic weapons are all rare treasures from heaven and earth, and it is impossible for a monk of alchemy to obtain them at will. This difficulty is not ordinary.

"There is one more thing. There has been a demon dragon wandering around the fairy kingdom. This demon dragon seems to have discovered the location of the fairy kingdom, and it appears around the fairy kingdom more and more times." Qinglian said her own worry.

"Demon dragon? What cultivation level?" Ouyang Tian was taken aback.

"It should be in the late stage of alchemy, but its strength is comparable to the peak of alchemy!" Qinglian thought for a while and said, monsters with the blood of a real dragon are generally more powerful.

"This is a troublesome matter!" Ouyang Tian felt a little helpless, now his strength could not match the demon dragon for the time being, and the only thing he could rely on at the moment was the Immortal Puppet Pool.

"How much time do we have?" Ouyang Tian asked.

"At most half a year!"

Half a year sounds like a long time, but it is really short for a cultivator of immortals. Within half a year, he must get rid of this monster dragon. Now the fragile Qinglian fairyland simply cannot withstand the tossing of a late-stage alchemy monster.

"Money!" Ouyang Tian scratched his head sadly, selling purple spirit rice seems to be a huge profit, but Ouyang Tian's expenses are also huge, and there are really not many spirit stones left in Ouyang Tian's hands.

If Tian Buer and the others knew Ouyang Tian's true inner thoughts, they would wish to spit him to death with a mouthful of old blood. You are still crying poorly. A handyman disciple has more spirit stones than their inner sect foundation builders. Jealousy can't wait to snatch Ouyang Tian.

Ouyang Tian's rice business is still going on, and he can earn hundreds of thousands of Lingshi every day.

"Boom!" Half a month later, the sky over Ziqi Xianzong was covered with dark clouds, and there seemed to be endless thunder pouring down in the dark clouds.

"Thunder Tribulation, someone crosses the Tribulation!"

"Which senior brother from the inner sect is going through the robbery?"

"Could it be Senior Brother Tian?"

"No way, two days ago I saw Senior Brother Tian strolling on Handyman's Peak!"

"What is Senior Brother Tian going to Handyman Peak for?"

"It is said that they are going to buy purple spirit rice?"

"Cough, cough, isn't the point of crossing the robbery, why is it being dragged to another place?"

"Boom!" The thunder in the dark clouds continued to condense, and the majestic power of the thunder made the disciples of the Ziqi Immortal Sect breathless.

"What a terrifying thunder calamity, at least three or nine days of calamity!" Yun Shan looked at the calamity cloud in the sky.

"Open the Tribulation Peak!" With Ziyangzi's order, the Tribulation Peak of the Ziqi Immortal Sect was opened.

, there are countless formations around, which can weaken the power of Thunder Tribulation and greatly increase the success rate of crossing Tribulation.

"Whoosh!" A bloody figure rushed out from Qisha Peak.

"Qisha Peak, it's him, Wang Po, and he wants to cross the catastrophe again?"

"Is this the fourth time he has crossed the tribulation?"

"It is also the last time for him to cross the tribulation. If he fails this tribulation, he will definitely die!"

"Senior Brother Tang Po has crossed the robbery, so much?" Tian Buer looked at the bloody figure in disbelief, the blood energy in Tang Po's body seemed to be turning into substance.

"Boom!" The thunder in Jieyun instantly changed color, turning red like blood.

"Blood Thunder Tribulation!" Many elders of Ziqi Xianzong couldn't help exclaiming, and there was no life left under the Blood Thunder Tribulation!