The old Confucian scholar who came out of Baiyujing was confused at the time and didn't know what expression he should have!

Fang Xing thought he was unhappy and told him earnestly: "Don't underestimate the accounting matter. It's a big deal about my wealth. I asked you to manage the accounting because you have been locked up for the rest of your life and have no place to go. I pity you. After following me, I will take care of the accounting. If you don't say anything else, you can still reward you with a hundred or ten taels of spirits a month. Also, have you heard of the peaches? That's the treasure of Yaochi, and it's not that I'll brag about you. Now I have too many peaches on hand. As long as I've done it well, I'll reward you two peaches to try. What's your expression? You can't even manage the accounts? You're going to study in the dog's belly. No wonder you can't get into the scholar's exam."

Every time he said something, Lao Lingru's face turned strange. Fang Xing hadn't noticed him yet. At this time, he was watching Bai Yujing. He didn't expect that Lao Lingru was invited by Bai Yujing to deal with him. He just spoke up and pulled this guy who looked like an old scholar to settle the bad debts for him. Anyway, he could still make a calculation for his study!

"The account can still be settled"

Lao Soru also looked strange when Fang Xing chattered, and after a long time, he slowly spoke.

However, even he himself was a little surprised!

Since leaving Wanbao Tower, the aura that had not appeared for a long time on his body felt like it collapsed.

"That's fine. First, calculate how many spiritual essences you can get from buying Baiyujing 100,000 Yuan Xianxian!"

Fang Xing sighed, looked at Lao Soru with satisfaction, and immediately threw the problem to the old man.

"Will I take office now?"

Lao Soru was a little confused, but when Fang Xing looked at him, he was also looking at Fang Xing. His turbid eyes seemed to have a sense of clarity that was inexplicable. There was also a little hesitation in his heart. The two hands behind him were gently tapping each other. Every time he tapped, it hinted a change of thought in his heart. However, after looking at Fang Xing for a long time, he saw that he had not seen through his foundation and took him to settle the accounts, he sighed deeply.

"You have to take enough wine!"

Fang Xing laughed: "It's easy to say, 30,000 altars of fairy wine, you are allowed to embezzle 100 altars!"

The three posters in Bai Yujing were shocked. The battle they expected did not happen at all. The old monster who hunched over and appeared only at the city gate. After chatting enthusiastically with the little devil, he walked over with his hands behind his back. Not only did the little devil not want to leave, he even seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Old sir, this"

In Bai Yujing, the three posters were stunned and hesitantly looked at the old sour ruler who had returned.

"Prepare 30,000 jars of fairy wine, how much does each jar cost, how much is total, calculate it clearly, I want to check the accounts!"

As soon as Lao Soru spoke, the three posters looked strange and didn't know how to answer.

"That little devil"

The owner of Danxiang Tower took a long time before hesitating to look at Fang Xing outside the city.

"Come on wine!"

Lao Soru answered lightly and said, "Take out the account book quickly, I still have to take a look at the accounts!"

He actually came to buy wine?

Danxiang Tower and several other owners had extremely strange expressions, and they felt confused.

However, another poster heard something else from the old Confucian scholar's words: "Then you are always here"

"I am now the gatekeeper of their robbery and the accountant!"

The old Confucian scholar's answer was not loud, but it completely shocked the three posters at the same time.

"Then you didn't return it just now."

The owner of Danxiang Tower stammered, but did not dare to continue talking.

"He hasn't grown to the point where I'm worthy of my move!"

The old scholar's answer was calm and gentle, but the three posters were silent for a while.

Half an hour later, 30,000 jars of wine were moved out by the strong men in Baiyujing, and several mountains were built at the gate of the city. The white jade seemed to be a jar, fragrant with bottles, and carved with various patterns of different colors, which were extremely exquisite. Fang Xing casually intimidated a jar, slapped off the mud seal on the jar and drank most of it. He sighed with satisfaction. He didn't know much about the other things in Baiyujing, but he knew why the poet who had once written a famous poem about Baiyujing was so obsessed with Baiyujing so much in his long career!

"Will that be over if this is already happening!"

Fang Xing glanced at the three posters in Bai Yujing and threw it over with a storage bag.

"Find out the money clearly, no matter how much or less money is, you are not responsible!"

After saying that, he reached out to explore the air, but pulled off the clouds, covering the area in front of the Baiyu Capital City like a fairyland. He laughed behind him and rose up. Tens of thousands of jars of wine were shocked by him. This technique of "gathering energy into clouds" illuminated. Not to mention the three masters of Baiyu Capital, the old Confucian scholar's eyes lit up first.

"Old guy, let's go!"

Fang Xing sat cross-legged on the clouds, patted his legs and shouted, but the name made the three masters of Bai Yujing sweat down.

However, the old Confucian scholars were at peace and slowly stepped onto the sky. With a long roar, a large piece of white cloud rushed straight into the sky, and then flew straight towards the south like lightning. Soon, it turned into a small dot and then disappeared into the sky.

The three posters in Bai Yujing were standing at the city gate, watching the white cloud disappear, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Ouch"

After a while, the owner of Danxianglou accidentally opened the storage bag, was startled and shouted in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

The other two posters woke up from their dreams and thought something was wrong, so they asked urgently.

“Not enough money”

The owner of Danxiang Tower said dazedly.

"Compared with this matter, what is money!"

The other two posters sighed, both felt angry and laughed, and looked at the poster of Danxiang Tower with dissatisfaction.

"The key is"

The owner of Danxianglou was so amused that he was so happy that he flipped over the storage bag, but he poured out a small pile of spiritual spirits with a rush. It looked so purple that it was so exciting, but the number was really pitiful. It was probably only a few hundred taels of spiritual spirits: "This money is too little. The white jade fairy wine is famous in Tianyuan. Yaochi took it away from us in large quantities when he held the fairy meeting, and he also had a jar of 100 taels of spiritual spirits, but this is the case."

The owner of Danxiang Tower wanted to cry without tears: "It's not enough to buy a jar in normal times!"

"So what if it's not enough? His doorkeeper is so powerful. Why do you dare to find a repair?"

A Bai Yujing's poster sighed softly, but the three of them fell into silence at the same time.

Because of this incident, the three of them suddenly felt like they couldn't understand the world.

At this time, Fang Xing had already brought the old Confucian scholar and 30,000 jars of wine, and swung the clouds to fly to the peach banquet at the edge of the southern Demon Abyss. He instructed the old Confucian scholar to follow Fang Lu to calculate the pile of bad debts. However, he excitedly ran to the palace on the mountain to see the evil king of Dapeng and the old man Huqin. The old Confucian scholar did not say much. He occasionally looked at Fang Xing, and there was deep curiosity in his eyes. When he saw Fang Lu, he was even more surprised. He was very easy to talk to and looked at Fang Lu, looking at it while walking.

"Oh, why are there barbs on this tail?"

"Oh, how did the natural fire patterns on these scales come out?"

"Oh, have the hair under your scales faded?"

Fang Lu was so angry that she was itchy, thinking that if the master hadn't told him to be polite to this old man, she would have kicked the old guy to death!

"What were your plans for this copycat peach banquet?"

When they entered the hall, the Dajinwu and other juniors were not there. However, they heard that Fang Xing had moved the entire Peach Forest into the Xuan Realm. When they were in Baiduan Mountain, they could no longer contain their excitement and ran over to feast their eyes. However, the Evil King of Dapeng, the Old Man Huqin, and several other Yuanying Lao Xiu from the Ancient Demonic Dao were waiting for him in the hall.

They had obviously been talking for a long time. As soon as they saw Fang Xing come in, they didn't wait for him to bow to see his senior, and the evil king of Dapeng spoke.

"What else can I plan to eat peaches and drink wine!"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and walked over to the Grand Master's chair next to the evil king of Dapeng and lay on the chair.

"Now you are also a famous Nascent Soul Cultivation, and you are qualified to be a ancestral ancestor. You are still so irrelevant to the words and things. Now you have mastered the fortune of Baiduan Mountain and took over the Peach Forest of Yaochi. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are the most powerful person on Tianyuan Continent. If you don't make good use of such an opportunity, you have to hold a wild banquet and eat and drink, will you finish it?"

The evil king of Dapeng spoke helplessly and held his forehead and whispered softly.

The old man Huqin smiled softly and said, "Xiao Fangxing always seems to be nonsense in his work, but he has his own reason. He is a different sword, but he has repeatedly made miraculous results. We old guys with dogma are not as good as him. This time he did such a big thing. If I say some basic things in my heart, I don't believe it. Don't be upset. It's better to hear what he plans first!"

After hearing this, the eyes of the people from afar looked at Fang Xing.

"It's still the old senior Huqin who knows the truth."

Fang Xing also smiled and secretly criticized the evil king of Dapeng, and then said, "I still have a plan!"

"Oh, let's talk about it!"

Several old monks in the hall all turned their heads and looked solemn.

"Hmph"

Fang Xing sneered: "Didn't Fuyao Palace refuse to return Xiaoman to me? Then I stole their most precious things. Now everyone says that the catastrophe is coming, so this peach forest is the last batch of fruits in this thousand years, right? I don't believe that they don't feel sorry for them. Now I don't care about anything else. I just keep eating. My teeth are sore. So I invite good friends to eat together. The more I eat, the less I eat, and I don't believe that they can bear it. They won't be able to return Xiaoman to me before I eat all these peaches!"

"Well, is this your plan?"

A group of old monks were stunned and laughed and cried.

"This is simply nonsense!"

The old woman from the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan couldn't help but take a photo of the stone case and scolded her. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!