A Proud Man Called Himself A Medicinal God!

Chapter 1298: I'm here to make a fortune

Originally, Shen Xiang didn't plan to join in the fun, but he was short of immortal crystals now, and he also wanted to see if he could pick off one or two dragons and refine a furnace of dragon pills to satisfy his craving, so he discussed with Long Xueyi and the others, and decided to join in the fun and see if he could pick up some good stuff. Even if he got the corpse of an immortal, it would be a profit if he could take out the heavenly pills.

Shen Xiang, who wanted to make money from the dead, traveled a long distance in this huge fairy palace and headed for the central area to see if he could get some benefits. He felt that his slickness was so amazing that he would be sorry for his ancestors if he didn't go this time.

"It seems like there won't be any big battle. It's all in vain!" Shen Xiang felt a little disappointed on the way because he saw many people were the same as usual.

There are many empty spaces in this fairy palace with no people. Those are places for fighting. Shen Xiang passed through many uninhabited mountains and forests along the way, but did not see any major battles.

"Maybe it hasn't started yet. This kind of competition will more or less lead to a war. Maybe the Royal Dragon Clan and the Royal Feather Clan met just now and had a competition of momentum." Long Xueyi said.

In the outer circle of the main palace, Shen Xiang couldn't even afford a house to live in, and now that he came to the central area, he found that even if he slept on the street, he might be driven away.

"The central area of ??the Wandan Immortal Kingdom is really amazing. I really want to pry a piece of floor tile to sell."

Shen Xiang walked on those floor tiles and found that these floor tiles were made of a kind of strange stone. There were spiritual patterns on them, which could gather fairy energy, making the fairy energy in the central area extremely rich. He carefully observed a floor tile. The spiritual patterns on it were very profound and complex. It was hard to imagine that there were so many floor tiles here, and each of them had that kind of spiritual pattern.

It is difficult for people without some ability to survive here. Doing anything requires spending a lot of fairy crystals.

"It seems that only poor guys like me would like to sleep on the street." Shen Xiang looked at the passers-by on the street who were dressed dazzlingly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Isn't there a person sleeping on the ground in front? You can go and keep him company!" Long Xueyi said with a smile.

Shen Xiang looked forward and found that there was indeed a sloppy old man lying next to the door of a medicine shop. The old man was holding a huge bone like a broom in his hand, and the meat on it had been eaten.

Such a person seemed extremely dazzling in this magnificent central area. Some passers-by frowned slightly, but strangely, he was not driven away.

Shen Xiang walked over, wanting to see what kind of immortal this was. He slept in a place like this as if he were at home, without any intention of being polite.

He walked over, took a closer look, was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully again, as if struck by lightning!

"This... Master!"

Shen Xiang shouted a few times in his heart, this old man turned out to be his master, Huang Jintian!

"It turned out to be this old lunatic. I didn't even notice it." Long Xueyi was also very surprised.

Huang Jintian noticed that a middle-aged man was staring at him with big eyes. He immediately raised his head and shouted, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen other people sleeping on the street? Do you dare to do that? Do you have the nerve to sleep like me? If not, get out of here and stop looking at me with jealous eyes and disturbing my sweet dreams."

Shen Xiang really wanted to go over and kick him hard twice, then run away as fast as possible.

"Look at the feet!"

He thought and did it. He really went over and kicked Huang Jintian. His kick was very fast, but Huang Jintian also dodged quickly and was not hit by Shen Xiang's flying kick.

"You bastard, a gentleman uses his mouth, not his hands, but you didn't even move your hands and just used your feet." Huang Jintian was immediately furious. After he finished cursing, he found that Shen Xiang had disappeared.

Shen Xiang was already running desperately on the street like a rabbit. He knew the temper of this old madman very well. If he was caught by him, he would definitely be beaten up in the street.

"You can't run away!"

Huang Jintian hadn't realized that this person was Shen Xiang. He just thought that this guy was extremely bored. He was so bored that he came here to provoke a street sleeper like him. What made him most angry was that this guy ran very fast.

Just now, a group of people were watching these two weirdos. One was a shameless old man who was sleeping on the street, and the other was so bored that he watched the old man from a close distance and even kicked him.

Originally, everyone thought that there would be a scene of hooligans hugging and fighting each other on the street, but who knew that Shen Xiang's lightning-fast speed in shopping on Taobao made many people present feel inferior. What was even more surprising was that the old man sleeping on the street was also very fast.

"The central area of ??the Wandan Immortal Kingdom is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

"It seems that even Boredom needs to have some strength. Otherwise, if he is caught, he will definitely be beaten to death."

Shen Xiang was not bored, he just wanted to lead Huang Jintian to a deserted place, so he used this method. Of course, he could transmit the message, but he was worried that after the old madman Huang Jintian knew it was him, he would beat him up without saying a word, which would not be good if someone saw it.

Finally, Shen Xiang desperately ran to the grassland far away from the crowd, and then he shouted: "Master, it's me, I am Shen Xiang."

"What? You little bastard, you actually provoked me in the street, are you tired of living?" Huang Jintian shouted immediately, speeding up, and caught up with Shen Xiang in the blink of an eye, and then punched him directly.

Shen Xiang immediately dodged and avoided the flurry of punches.

"Master, how come you are here? As soon as I came to the heaven, I looked for you everywhere, but I couldn't find you." Shen Xiang changed the subject and asked.

Huang Jintian didn't fall for it and attacked with fists and kicks. Each of his moves was very powerful and domineering, and contained violent dragon power.

Huang Jintian is very powerful, Shen Xiang cannot fight him head-on. Even if he has the body of a Heavenly Saint, it will still hurt if he is hit, so he can only dodge.

After fighting for a short while, Huang Jintian became very anxious because he did not hit Shen Xiang, and Shen Xiang avoided his attacks in a very strange way.

Huang Jintian suddenly stopped and asked seriously, "Why are you here too?"

Shen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and said: "I came here..."

Before he could finish his words, Huang Jintian suddenly flashed behind him and punched him hard. Shen Xiang was prepared. He had experienced this kind of trick from Huang Jintian many times before, so he quickly used space travel to avoid it.

"Humph, too insidious. How can you use such strange body movements? I won't fight you anymore." Huang Jintian said, but Shen Xiang didn't believe him and stayed away from him.

Chen Xiang laughed and said, "Master, I know you want to see my strength. This is all for my own good."

Huang Jintian tidied up his messy hair and said, "Little brat, your wings have grown hard!"

"What are you doing here? The situation here is very complicated." Huang Jintian said, "Let me tell you first. I heard that some guys from the Royal Dragon Clan will appear here. I plan to kill one or two Royal Dragons."

Shen Xiang was shocked that his old crazy master actually had such an idea.

"I'm here to make a fortune." Shen Xiang said seriously.

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