Chapter 0112 Golden Master Mission

"Boss Heart Sword, the seed you want."

The farmer walked into the tavern with three punches, took out a bag from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Fu Qiang.

"Farmer, thank you." Fu Qiang took the bag and a sensation of pain appeared on his face.

This bag of medicinal seeds is not cheap. All the remaining spirit stones on Fu Qiang were used on it, but after using up the spirit stones, the purchase order of Tianyao has not been fully purchased.

Now Fu Qiang has no more spirit stone in his hand. He just wants to enter the forbidden area, but he has no way to open the entrance to the forbidden area. Now he has to find Tianhuan to enter.

"Boss Xinjian, you are polite." The farmer smiled with three fists.

"Farmer, how about you doing in the Medicine King Valley?" Fu Qiang put away the bag, picked up the wine jar, poured a glass of three punches for the farmer, and asked casually.

"Haha, it's great. I'm a true disciple." The farmer pointed at the purple Taoist robe he was wearing with three fists and smiled at Fu Qiang, but the smile was a little unnatural no matter how you look at it.

"Haha, it's not bad, true disciple..."

Fu Qiang and the farmer had not met for a long time. While drinking, they talked about their recent affairs in their sects.

"Second, this time we went to Xuanyan Valley. The traitor Qingqiusheng was not caught and lost more than ten disciples. The three of us were also injured. After we went back, how could we explain to the master?" Fu Qiang and the farmer were chatting three times. At this time, a conversation came from the table next to him. When Fu Qiang heard the three words Xuanyan Valley, he couldn't help but listen carefully.

Fu Qiang glanced at it and saw three people sitting there, three middle-aged people, one fat Taoist, one thin Taoist with a sharp-mouthed monkey, and one with his back to Fu Qiang. The three of them were wearing purple Taoist robes, with a small medicine cauldron embroidered on the Taoist robe.

"It's okay to be honest. I didn't expect that a small third-rate sect would have such a powerful and insidious ban, which would not be weaker than the Fire God Flame Array in front of our Medicine King Hall. If it weren't for the old man this time, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to come back. I can't even exert 30% of my strength now. To cure this injury, I don't know how much medicinal materials it will take." The fat Taoist complained.

"To be honest, can the master let us go? Can the master let us go?" The Taoist priest with a sharp mouthed monkey grabbed the wine glass and poured it down violently.

"I eat people with short mouths and soft hands. That day, Old Man Hua gave us three treasures. Can we still frame him?" The fat Taoist priest grabbed a chicken leg and bit it.

"Treasure weapon, bah, it's a pity that he can take it out. The dignified leader actually only took out the treasure weapon. He thought he was sending out the beggar?" The sharp-mouthed Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of phlegm at the edge of the table, with disdain on his face.

"He is a third-rate..."

"Shut up," he watched the fat Taoist priest quarrel with the sharp-mouthed Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest who had not made any noise and had his back to Fu Qiang knocked on the table, and his voice roared gloomy.

"Take out the magic weapon that Old Man Tianhua gave you." It seemed that the Taoist priest who turned his back to Fu Qiang was their head. After hearing his words, the other two Taoist priests immediately stopped and took out a magic weapon from their bodies.

"After going back, if the head asks, you will be like this..." The Taoist priest's voice lowered, and Fu Qiang could no longer hear clearly the words behind him.

"Boss, this is probably not good! Tianhua is very nice to them. Is it okay to frame him like this..."

"Hehe, second brother, did you take the benefits of Tianhua Zhenren privately?"

Ding, get the master's quest, will it be accepted?

Listening to the conversation between several NPCs in Medicine Valley, Fu Qiang suddenly received a task prompt. Fu Qiang had no hesitation and chose to take the task.

"Golden Mission?" Opening the task panel, before I could read the task introduction, Fu Qiang couldn't help but feel surprised when he looked at the golden words.

"What conspiracy do they want to use against Xuanyan Valley?" Fu Qiang grabbed a wine glass in his hand and showed contemplation on his face. This task was to find out the conspiracy of several NPCs against Xuanyan Valley.

"By the way, isn't the Farmer's Three Fist the true disciple of Elder Yaowang Valley? Let him want to do it..."

"Hey, farmer, you started drinking just now, won't you be drunk?" Fu Qiang turned his head and saw that the farmer was lying on the table with three punches, almost burying his head in his chest. He couldn't help but ask strangely.

"No, no." The farmer did not raise his head three times and shook his hand against Qiang.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so bearish, you just drank two drinks and fell down. Forget it, you go offline and rest, I'll go back." Fu Qiang laughed at the farmer's three-fist look.

"Hey, isn't this a toilet? I said why is it so smelly here? I didn't see you eating here, so get out of here." Fu Qiang's laughter attracted the attention of the players on the side. At this time, a player pointed at the farmer's three punches and couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Trough, it's so unlucky today. How come I touched the toilet? I vomited..."

"roll……"

"Get out..."

Looking at the disciples from the Medicine King Valley, Fu Qiang looked stunned and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Looking for death..." Looking at the arrogant look of the group of people, Fu Qiang immediately realized that the group of people were the enemy of the farmer's three-fold punches. The black and white flying sword bounced up from the table and floated into the void.

"Xinjian, forget it, let's go." The farmer lowered his head with three fists and pulled La Fu Qiang.

"Farmer, they are just a group of ordinary outer disciples. What are you afraid of? Are you not true disciples?" Fu Qiang looked at the group of players in blue clothes, looked at the purple Taoist robe on the farmer's three fists, and asked strangely.

"Stop talking, let's go." The farmer's fist lowered even lower, stood up and walked out of the store.

"Ma, get out of here, is this where you come?"

"Trough, it's so stinking..."

"Get out quickly, get out quickly..."

The group of people watched the farmer leave with his head down with his head down, becoming even more arrogant.

"Hmph..." When the farmer passed by the three Taoists with three punches, the fat Taoist priest snorted heavily.

"Master..." The farmer gave the fat Taoist priest the three fists.

"Get out..., it's embarrassing." The fat Taoist waved his hand, and the fire flashed, and the farmer was thrown out of the store.

"Haha, the toilet has left, the air is finally fresh, let's continue drinking..."

"Trump, no appetite, check out, leave..."

"Hey, this big brother, why do you call him a toilet?" Looking at the farmer who escaped, Fu Qiang felt that things were not simple. Seeing the farmer's three punches, he asked him directly that there would definitely be no result. Fu Qiang threw down some broken silver, fought against the black and white flying sword, showed a flattering expression on his face, and walked to the side of the player on the table and asked.

"Boy, Li...Li..., brother, aren't you his friend?" The group of people looked at Fu Qiang and glared, but when they looked at the gold that Fu Qiang threw on the table, everyone immediately changed their words.

"Just meet him, tell me what happened?" Fu Qiang pulled over a chair, stepped on it, and looked at the players in Medicine King Valley with a smile.

"Brother, it's good that you just..."

From these people's mixed words, Fu Qiang learned about the experience of the Farmer's Three Fist in the Medicine King Valley.

Farmer Sanquan has experience working in a pharmacy in Yuanqi Village. After coming to the state-owned enterprise of Yaowang Valley, he was successfully attracted by a manager. The young man was very successful and became a formal employee of the company and a capable manager under the manager.

Unfortunately, this state-owned enterprise is in a downturn, and the young man’s salary is not high. Faced with the pressure of buying a house, buying a car, getting married, etc., the young man can only find another way.

Fortunately, this state-owned enterprise thinks what employees think and is anxious about what employees are anxious about, and provides them with the opportunity to have a second career.

Maybe the young man was under too much pressure in life, so he chose the second profession with the highest treatment, which was the glorious revolutionary task of cleaning the toilet in the entire Xuanyan Valley, because the monthly salary for this task is ten low-grade spirit stones.

Brothers, there are ten low-grade spirit stones. Now there is a low-grade spirit stone on the market. Ten yuan is an income of ten yuan. How could our farmer give up such a good treatment?

The farmer earned money from three punches, but he forgot to wear a mask and lost face. The people in Xuanyan Valley, whether they were NPCs or players, looked down on him. As long as they saw him, everyone thought of the toilet.

Even his master, because of this matter, had never paid attention to him, and the master agreed to his deputy pharmacist, who was also defeated.

"Is he very rich?" Fu Qiang was puzzled. The few tickets in Yuanqi Village did not have a small share of his money?

"A friend once asked him this, but he didn't answer." For the sake of the golden face, a player patiently said to Fu Qiang.

"I'm going to make money with my hands. What qualifications do you have to look down on others? I'd like to make friends with you. It seems that I'm really blind." Fu Qiang stretched out his hand, and the gold on the table was put away by him, and he walked out with contempt on his face.

"Tamma, boy, dare to fool us." The group of people was stunned and immediately reacted, and hurriedly surrounded Fu Qiang.

"What? Want to do it?" Fu Qiang knocked on his shoulder with a black and white flying sword, and said with disdain.

"Boy, damn it, so what if I do it?" One of the two lame men's hands flashed, and a ball of flame flew out of the void.

Swish...

Fu Qiang's footsteps on Jianyuan, turned his body and endured the flames emitted by the two fools.

"Hehe, idiot." Fu Qiang received a prompt from the system's self-defense and saw a red light coming out of the bodies of the people in front of him.

"Call, you stupid..." The group of people also received a system prompt, and then started to scold the guy in anger.

"I, I just want to scare..."

Swish...swish...

Before the two hundred and five were explained, the black and white flying sword in Fu Qiang's hand turned around and then retracted it back into his hand.

"A group of rookies, are you doing pk now? You're still in the mood to argue who is right and who is wrong, and there's still time to coax it." Fu Qiang kicked the corpse a few times, untied their Qiankun bag, and looked at the garbage equipment on them that was not worth much, and Fu Qiang was too lazy to pick it up.

Magic weapons, magic weapons, novices were killed before they could equip magic weapons. Of course, the magic weapons were in the Qiankun bag.

What kind of player is used to open the amulet? These guys have just been killed by the boss. The reason why they stay in this tavern is because they don’t dare to go out without the amulet.

"Stay things, you can get out." A light flashed in the tavern, and the thin Taoist priest with a sharp-mouthed monkey appeared in front of Fu Qiang.

"I want to... haha, Taoist priest, misunderstanding is a complete misunderstanding!" Fu Qiang looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was struck by the sharp-mouthed monkey, and was delighted.

This is not the Medicine King Valley, and Fu Qiang is not actively attacking one side. The rule of the system master is that the NPCs of the Medicine King Valley will not attack Fu Qiang, and Fu Qiang can ignore these three guys at all.

However, Fu Qiang glanced at the two NPCs sitting there without moving, and looked at the guy in front of him. Fu Qiang changed his mind temporarily.

"Master, I'm actually here to report to your Medicine King Valley. I discovered Qingqiusheng..."

Swish...

Before Fu Qiang finished speaking, he suddenly felt his body lightening, and then the figures around him suddenly flew backwards.

"Little brother, continue." When his body stood firm, Fu Qiang was no longer in the tavern, and three Taoists surrounded him in an alley.

"This thing?" Fu Qiangshiyi shook the Qiankun bag he had just obtained in his hand.

"Return to you, return to you, quickly tell me where Qingqiu was born." The fat Taoist waved his hand and asked anxiously.

"I remember that the reward for Qingqiusheng in your Medicine King Valley seems to be the price of a top-grade spirit stone?" Fu Qiang opened the Qiankun bag one by one, took out the useful items inside, and couldn't even look at the three Taoists.
To be continued...