Rise of Qinglian

A brand new flying knife magic weapon costs about 300 spirit stones. For 80 spirit stones, you can buy a flying knife without a handle. It is unsightly without a handle, but it can still be used. use.

The monster beasts have thick skin and thick flesh, and there are many of them. The magic weapons of the low-level monks fighting on the front line are seriously damaged. Due to the war, the price of the magic weapons remains high. To exchange with the seven immortal sects, you need to use contribution points. Low High-level monks also expect to exchange their contribution points for pill-forming spiritual objects or foundation-building pills!

Huang Fugui took advantage of this to purchase broken and usable magical weapons at low prices and sell them to these low-level monks.

He is not a shady merchant. His items are obviously broken and the prices are not high. He does not forcefully buy or sell them.

Huang Fugui constantly took out various immortal cultivation resources and sold them, ranging from fragments of magic weapons to healing elixirs. They were all high quality and low price, and they were quickly sold out.

The low-level monks bought what they wanted at a low price and liked Huang Fugui even more.

When Huang Fugui saw Wang Qingshan and Liu Mei'er, he came over, grinned, showed his yellow teeth, and said to Liu Mei'er: "Fairy, I got a bottle of third-level colorful spiritual honey, which has a beauty effect. , this is a specialty of Northern Xinjiang.”

He took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to Liu Meier.

Liu Meier looked at Wang Qingshan with expectation, but Wang Qingshan turned a blind eye and drank tea calmly.

"Brother Qingshan won't buy it for me, so I don't want it."

Huang Fugui looked Wang Qingshan up and down, and said with a smile: "Qingshan? You are Wang Qingshan, the registered disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Master, right? Oh! I have been friends with your ninth uncle for many years. I heard that he has a baby. Congratulations. ah!"

"Do you know Uncle Nine? How come Uncle Nine never mentioned you to me?"

Wang Qingshan was slightly stunned. He quickly understood that Huang Fugui was lying to others. He must have said that a fragment of a magic weapon had been used by Zhenren Yuanying. It was not surprising that Huang Fugui was lying to others.

"I haven't seen Senior Wang for many years. Maybe he has forgotten me! Let's not talk about it anymore. I got a good thing. You should like it."

Huang Fugui chuckled and took out a broken yellow scroll. There were dozens of green flying swords on the painting, which were messily inserted on the ground of a bamboo forest. The upper left corner of the scroll was missing, as if it had been chewed by something. The painting said There are several big characters on it, "Picture of Hundred Swords".

"This picture of a hundred swords is something that a real Yuanying master is sitting in the Hua Cave. It is a little broken. There is absolutely no problem in understanding the sword formation. Fellow Daoist Wang should be able to understand something."

Wang Qingshan stared at the Hundred Swords Diagram and said: "How many spiritual stones, you decide the price."

Because he is not an official disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the sword formation he learned is suitable for multi-person melee combat. It is true that few half-demon can stop them. Now they are disrupted and guarded in different places. Wang Qingshan arranges the sword formation and mostly explores it by himself. , Xiaoyao Sword Master did not explain much to him, after all, he was not an official disciple.

"Your Uncle Ninth and I have been friends for many years. I will give you this picture of the Hundred Swords. Don't be polite to me."

Huang Fugui said enthusiastically that through Huang Youxin's relationship, he learned that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had a baby at the same time, which caused a strange phenomenon. Huang Fugui naturally wanted to befriend Wang Qingshan, since it was just a broken picture that could not be used.

Wang Qingshan was slightly startled and asked doubtfully: "Huang Daoyou really knows my Ninth Uncle?"

"Of course, I know Wang Mingren, Taoist friend Wang. I say he is your elder. It's nothing to give you something. If you don't accept it, Uncle Ninth will look down on me."

"Uh... Okay! Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Huang."

Wang Qingshan opened his mouth to express his thanks, and his tone was warmer. He was short-tongued and soft-handed.

"This bottle of colorful spiritual honey not only has the effect of beautifying the skin, but also has the effect of aphrodisiac. Friend Wang, this is the only bottle, I will sell it to you cheaply!"

Wang Qingshan just got a piece of Huang Fugui's incomplete sword picture, and he couldn't refuse anymore. He bought the flower spirit stone. Seeing Liu Mei'er looking at him eagerly, Wang Qingshan frowned and threw the porcelain bottle to Liu Mei'er. , said: "I gave it to you, I can't use it."

Liu Meier beamed and said, "Thank you, Brother Qingshan. Brother Qingshan is so kind."

A "buzzing" vibration sounded from Huang Fugui's arms. He took out a communication plate, made gestures, and his eyes lit up.

"Two fellow Taoists, Huang has something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

After Huang Fugui left, Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier also left.

After a cup of tea, Wang Qingshan returned to his residence. He sat cross-legged on the futon, took out the broken picture of Hundred Swords, and began to meditate.

At first glance at the Hundred Swords Diagram, dozens of flying swords are scattered and unorganized. However, upon closer inspection, there is something hidden inside.

Wang Qingshan's face became solemn and he looked directly at the Hundred Swords Picture.

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South China Sea, Fire Dolphin Sea, a remote island.

A lump of earth suddenly bulged from the ground, and a yellow earthworm with a dragon's horn on its head emerged from the ground. Wang Qingling lay on the yellow earthworm's back.

"It should be fine! I don't know how Qiu Ming and Meng Bin are doing."

Wang Qingling said to herself that she used earthworms to escape from under the seabed and kept going. Seven days later, she surfaced and found a small island to stay and recuperate underground.

She has been recuperating for more than half a year. Her injuries are almost healed and she is ready to return to the front line.

Wang Qingling put away the earth dragon and released the ice wind dragon. Most of the ice wind dragon's body was wrapped in gauze. This time it was a first.

She gently touched the Ice Wind Dragon's wound and jumped onto the Ice Wind Dragon's back.

The ice wind dragon shook its head and tail and flew high into the sky.

At this moment, a green light suddenly appeared in the distant sky and flew towards Wang Qingling very quickly.

Wang Qingling let go of her consciousness and discovered that Cyan Dunguang was an immortal cultivator in the elixir formation stage. His breath was weak and he seemed to be seriously injured.

"The fellow Taoist in front of me is Huangfu Rong from the Huangfu family. The Hai Clan is chasing me. I would like to ask my fellow Taoist to help me. I will definitely be repaid in the future."

A weak male voice suddenly sounded.

"Huangfu Family!"

Wang Qingling was a little surprised. She didn't expect that she would meet someone from the Huangfu family.

The Huangfu family is one of the top ten families in the South China Sea, with a heritage of tens of thousands of years. There are as many as five Nascent Soul monks and hundreds of Alchemy monks, so they are very powerful.

She remembered that the Huangfu family had sent out Nascent Soul monks, so why would they let their juniors run around? It was unreasonable.

She didn't have time to think too much. The sea surface near the island rolled violently. A huge red octopus and a huge golden shark surfaced. Two sea tribesmen in the Dan Formation stage sat on the bodies of two monster beasts with expressions on their faces. indifferent.

Both of the sea tribesmen have the fifth level of pill formation. One has a horn on his head, and the other has a face covered with red scales.

"Hey, there is also a human monk, the White Dragon. It's her. She escaped from the second brother more than half a year ago, so he took her away with him."

The middle-aged man with red scales on his face said murderously, looking at Wang Qingling with cold eyes.