Fairy

Wang Xian just wanted to achieve a win-win situation with Grandmaster Song Daishan. Just imagine, for a hundred years, Song Daishan could not successfully create a sixth-order star reincarnation disk. Obediently hand over all the precious treasures of the star reincarnation disk.

Wang Xian's idea is very simple. Use a finished sixth-order star reincarnation disc to lure Song Daishan to hand over ten or more waste treasures of the star reincarnation disc, and then refine them in the blood pool. If two star reincarnation discs can be refined , then I can earn a stellar reincarnation disk, which is fifty million spirit stones in vain.

In the early morning of the second day, Song Zhong reported to Ji Xian early: "Grandmaster Song Daishan has been in seclusion for several months, and it will be his birthday in more than a month. He will leave the seclusion at that time. I have already opened up the relationship. In the name of the master, you can chat with the master."

"Not bad. Elder Song has done a good job." Wang Xian paid more and more attention to this shrewd old man.Patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

"However," Song Zhong hesitated, his face showing embarrassment.

"Speak straight, don't beat around the bush in front of me." Ji Xian said kindly.

Song Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This time it cost a lot. It took a hundred thousand spirit stones to arrange the owner's seat at the table of Master Song's birthday banquet."

"Problems that can be solved with spirit stones are not problems. Mr. Song, remember this sentence when you do things for me in the future. Do things for me, don't worry about the problem of spirit stones, as long as you don't spend them indiscriminately." Wang Xian patted Song Zhong shoulder, gave him a trusting smile, turned and left.

Wang Xian has calmed down in the past few days, and his state of mind is more open than before. There are faint signs of a breakthrough in his state of mind, and his long-silent cultivation heart is about to move again.

"The root of a cultivator is cultivation. If you want to control your own destiny, you must become strong." Wang Xian walked on the streets of Youshangcheng, his heart became firmer each time, looking at the magnanimous avenue, aroused stronger emotions. The heart of seeking Tao.

There is a Qiudao Pavilion in Youshang City, where seniors from the Xianzu period often tell about the way of cultivation. It is one of the three places of interest in Youshangcheng.

Wang Xianchu came to the shopping mall and was busy with business matters. Recently, the business of the store was on the right track. He had time to come to the Taoist Pavilion to seek the way of cultivation.

The Qiudao Pavilion is a vast two-story pavilion. At this time, there is a stream of people, and countless practitioners at the initiation stage are rushing to a hall on the first floor of the pavilion.

Wang Xian grabbed a hurrying cultivator and asked, "Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?"

The cultivator looked at Wang Xian impatiently, and said: "It is said that Mr. He Runzhi, who can make a cultivator in the ancestor stage suddenly realize and promote, is going to talk about the way to break through in the empowerment stage. Those who don’t go will be blind.”

Wang Xian's mind moved, and he followed the crowd towards the main hall.

"Pay a thousand spirit stones, or you won't be allowed to enter." A row of disciples of the Yushang Sect's true gang period stood in the main hall, maintaining order.

Wang Xian took out a thousand spirit stones from the storage bag and put them into the storage bag of a Youshang Sect disciple, entered the main hall, looked up, there were thousands of futons in the main hall, and the ten rows of seats at the front There were already no empty seats, and those who had just entered the hall rushed towards the eleventh row of seats. He hurriedly flew over to a seat in the eleventh row, and sat cross-legged in meditation.

"Where is this He Runzhi so sacred that so many cultivators at the empowerment stage are pursuing him?" Wang Xian looked curiously at the empty high platform, looking forward to seeing He Runzhi.

Wang Xian sat cross-legged, his spiritual consciousness scattered, and saw cultivators at the empowerment stage gathering towards the main hall. They were dusty and dusty, and they should be cultivators from far away.

An hour later, the hall was filled with thousands of futons, and some cultivators who hadn't grabbed their seats stood in the corridors on both sides of the hall, waiting quietly for He Runzhi to explain the way of cultivation.

A side door of the main hall was pushed open with a creak, and it was not He Runzhi who walked in, but a pretty female cultivator.