Rise of Qinglian

"Dry ice flag! A replica of Tongtian Lingbao?"

Wang Changsheng's eyes showed a fiery look, but soon he shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart. He could only take a look. There was no way that this imitation of the Tongtian Lingbao would fall into his hands.

"The base price is one million spirit stones, and each increase will be no less than two hundred thousand."

As soon as Lu Yang finished speaking, a loud man's voice suddenly sounded: "I offer 1.5 million, and I hope all fellow Taoists will give us Xuan Bingjing some face."

The last transaction price of a Lingbao was 2.5 million, and the transaction price of this dry ice flag will probably be even higher.

"Xuan Bingjing?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes. There are many capable people in the world of immortal cultivation in the South China Sea, and there are also many casual cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. The Five Immortals of the South China Sea are the five Nascent Soul monks who are relatively famous.

Old Man Beihan is the leader of the Five Immortals of the South China Sea and is very powerful. It is said that Old Man Beihan once killed the fourth-level monks of Nascent Soul. Xuan Iceland is the residence of Old Man Beihan.

"Hehe, Old Man Beihan's reputation is certainly not small, and our Ten Thousand Bones Sect is not a vegetarian, with 1.7 million."

A somewhat disdainful female voice sounded. Listening to her words, she did not take Old Beihan seriously.

Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the source of the sound.

The speaker was an old woman in white robes in her early sixties with a cold expression. She was holding a white bone staff with a huge skull on the top of the bone staff. She was a Nascent Soul monk with a cultivation level of the fifth level of the Nascent Soul. for.

The Ten Thousand Bones Shuangsha sat behind the white-robed old woman, looking respectful.

"It turns out to be Mrs. Bai, the deputy sect leader of the Ten Thousand Bones Sect, with two million."

"Two million and two million."

There are many Nascent Soul cultivators bidding for dry ice flags, and the price is rising steadily.

The white-robed old woman from the Ten Thousand Bones Gate seemed certain to win, and directly shouted out the sky-high price of 3.5 million, which stopped the others.

The black-robed man with all bones flew to the high platform, paid off the spirit stones, and returned to his original position with the dry ice flag.

"The auction ends here. Thank you fellow Taoists and seniors for your compliments. We will prepare better products next time."

The auction ended and the monks left one after another.

After leaving the golden tower, Wang Changsheng went straight to the Duobao Palace. He bought some third-level weapon refining materials. He planned to use the skin of the ice carp beast as a material to refine an ice attribute flag magic weapon.

When Wang Changsheng walked out of the Duobao Palace, the man in black robe with all bones passed by him.

A strange color flashed across the eyes of the man in black robe, and he glanced meaningfully at Wang Changsheng's back.

The Soul-eating Golden Cicada was a little irritable, and various emotions such as excitement, fear, excitement, etc. were conveyed to Wang Changsheng.

The Ten Thousand Bones Sect is a demonic sect that is good at exorcising ghosts and controlling monsters. The man in black robe must have raised ghosts at the level of a ghost king, which would make the Soul-eating Golden Cicada become violent.

Returning to his residence, Wang Changsheng took out the weapon refining materials and prepared to refine the weapon.

He took out the skin of the ice carp beast, used a magic weapon to cut off a piece of skin about ten feet in size, opened it and sprayed out elixir fire, wrapping the skin...

Time flies, and one year passes quickly.

Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with a shimmering white spiritual energy floating in front of him, emitting an astonishing spiritual energy fluctuation.

Beside him, there was a pile of weapon refining materials scattered around.

The prototype of the magic weapon is the Ice Carp Banner. If not for lack of time, Wang Changsheng might have refined a magic weapon.

A transmission note flew in, from Fairy Ziyue, urging Wang Changsheng to get on his way.

After being away for a few years, Wang Changsheng also wanted to go back. He gained a lot from this trip.

He put away the ice carp flag and the weapon refining materials on the ground and walked out.

Less than half an hour later, they left Ten Thousand Immortals Island and flew toward the northeast.

Not long after, the Ten Thousand Bones Twin Demons also left Ten Thousand Immortals Island and chased Wang Changsheng and the others.

The Two Evils of Ten Thousand Bones are Lu Xuan and Chen Ying, and they have long been eyeing Wang Changsheng and the others.

Lu Xuan had a ghost king-level ghost in his hand. He spent a lot of energy and resources to train it to become a ghost king. However, for some reason, whenever he was close to Wang Changsheng, the ghost would appear irritable and restless, as if he had encountered What a nemesis.

This situation was very rare. Lu Xuan was a little curious and planned to find out the secrets about Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng and the other three were flying quickly. Suddenly, Wang Changsheng frowned and whispered: "Senior Brother Tian, ​​there are two alchemy monks following us. They seem to be coming for us."

Wang Changsheng's spiritual consciousness is naturally stronger than that of monks of the same level. He doesn't know why. He is at the fourth level of pill formation, but his spiritual consciousness is no worse than that of the seventh level of pill formation.

They were in seclusion for a year. During this period, they had no contact with other monks. It was either a coincidence or the other party had premeditated it. Wang Changsheng immediately thought of the Twin Evils of Ten Thousand Bones.

"Two people! Forget it, there are monks from the Sun and Moon Palace here. Let's find a place to hide! There is no need to ask for trouble."

Tian Jiong frowned and said, they just met the monks from the Sun and Moon Palace at the auction a year ago. Tian Jiong didn't want to fight with other immortal cultivators, it would be bad if someone from the Sun and Moon Palace discovered them.

"Okay! Then let's hide for a while."

Wang Changsheng didn't want to cause trouble, so they sped up their escape speed and disappeared from the sky in a short time.

One day later, they landed on an oval desert island.

Fairy Ziyue took out a white flag and waved it gently, and countless white clouds flew out, covering the three of them.

Not long after, the white clouds dispersed, and Wang Changsheng and the others disappeared.

Less than half an hour later, two escaping lights appeared in the sky, and not long after, they appeared over the desert island.

"Where is the person! Why did he disappear suddenly?"

Chen Ying frowned and said, her consciousness quickly passed over the desert island and found nothing.

Lu Xuan rolled his eyes, raised his hands to where Wang Changsheng was hiding, clasped his fists and said, "Three fellow Taoists, we don't mean any harm. Lu wants to ask fellow Taoists for advice on something, and I hope you can give me some face."

"You don't mean any harm? Are you following us? If you have something to ask, why don't you tell us in the city? Do you think we are three-year-old children?"

With a flash of inspiration, the figures of Wang Changsheng and three others were revealed in a certain open space.

Their faces were solemn, and they looked like they would fight if they disagreed.

Lu Xuan and his wife had been following them, making it clear that they had evil intentions.

"Lu really doesn't have any ill intentions. Fellow Taoist, I would like to ask, do you raise ghosts?"

Lu Xuan said politely, he was full of confidence in himself, but Tian Jiong had the eighth level of pill formation, which made him a little afraid.

"No, if nothing happens, please go back to where you came from!"

Wang Changsheng shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"How about I exchange a magic weapon for you?"

Lu Xuan flipped his palm, and there was a green flying knife in his hand, and he said politely.

"Not interested, you guys..."

Before Wang Changsheng finished speaking, the void behind Fairy Purple Moon fluctuated, and a green ghost claw suddenly protruded from the void, grabbing Fairy Purple Moon's head like lightning.

"careful."

Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, thunder roared loudly, and countless blue arcs appeared on the surface of his body, turning into a huge blue thunder ball and hitting the ghost claw.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar sounded, and a scream was faintly heard.

Wang Changsheng's eyes were full of murderous intent. Lu Xuan had no intention of letting them go from the beginning. He just wanted to paralyze them. If the Soul-Eating Golden Cicada hadn't suddenly warned him, he wouldn't have been able to detect the existence of the ghost.