Fairy

"Empty box!" an unknown monk shouted.

"Empty box! Empty box!" Followed by many monks shouted loudly, their faces were full of gloating expressions.

Only Wu Xingsi clenched his fists, secretly worried for Wang Xian, if it was an empty box, the 900-year baby stone would be lost, how many 500-year-old spirit grass would have to be sold to earn back.

"Empty! Empty! Empty!"

Hearing these noisy voices, Wang Xian just smiled coldly. Obviously, these monks were snobbish, and they completely stood on the side of the Nascent Soul of the Baotian Sect, waiting to see their own jokes.

"Look at my joke, I'm waiting for you to startle your teeth." Wang Xian is confident that a treasure will be born in the stone box, at least more precious than the blood essence stone, because the blood essence stone has no vision at all. The item has a golden light that goes straight into the sky.

The cultivator of Xuangu Treasure Box Workshop picked up a chisel, and carefully chiseled open the stone box, exposing a corner, and the melodious sound of phoenix cries rushed out from that corner, spreading throughout the entire Xuangu Treasure Box Workshop.

"That's the sound of a baby being born, oh my god, is it going to be a great treasure?"

"No, there is indeed a baby born, and it seems to be more precious than the blood essence stone."

Huafu Nascent Soul snorted coldly, and said: "It hasn't been born yet, so we don't know yet, maybe the ones who are sealed are the music just now, hahaha!"

Immediately afterwards, the cultivator of the Treasure Box Workshop chiseled a large piece of stone, and the inside of the box overflowed with golden light.The golden brilliance filled the surroundings, and it would be as bright as day in a dark room, and it would be dazzling even in broad daylight.

"That's the strings!"

With a scream, the hearts of all the monks rose, and they stared at the strings that gradually appeared.

"No, it turned out to be Yufeng Qin strings, a total of nine intact Yuji Fengqin strings. Guqin master Guo Xianzi once offered a reward for a 1000-year baby stone to buy a Yufeng string. These nine strings are probably worth tens of thousands of years of baby stones."

"The ancient treasure Yufengqin and the summoning flute are well-known in the cultivation world. It is said that they both have the magic of summoning souls. Fortunately, there are only nine strings and no piano frame. A complete Yufengqin will be of inestimable value."

Wang Xian was slightly disappointed, it turned out that there was only half an ancient treasure in the stone box, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he remembered that Meiyu was a master of Guqin, and he would love to see the nine Yufeng qin strings. In the bag, paid a thousand 900 baby stones.

"Hahaha!" Wang Xian laughed heartily.

As soon as the laughter came out, all the monks looked ugly. Half an ancient treasure came out of the stone box, which meant that Wang Xian slapped all the monks fiercely, especially the Huafu Nascent Soul, who wanted to slap Wang Xian to death on the spot.

Wu Xingsi let go of his clenched fists, happily embraced Wang Xian's shoulders, laughed and said, "Brother Wang is really blessed, he opened the box and found half an ancient treasure. Teacher, please ask for the secret of opening the box. Let’s go, my brother treats you to a drink.”

"It's time for me to invite my brother to drink." Wang Xian was in a good mood, and glanced at the old man in fine clothes unkindly.

A strong murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the old man in fine clothes. Sooner or later, he and Wang Xian would have a fight.

Wang Xian and Wu Xingsi came to an exquisite restaurant, ordered a few dishes of side dishes, two pots of old wine, and talked and talked happily over the wine.

After drinking for three rounds, Wang Xian suddenly sensed a murderous intent to lock himself firmly, and thought: "Not good! The old dog in Chinese clothes is following me, it seems that he is going to attack me."

Wang Xian pretended not to notice the old dog in Chinese clothes, and drank with Wu Xingsi for a while, and the two flew towards Xiangji crookedly.

"Brother Wu, you go back to the elixir shop first, and tomorrow we will continue to drink and chat." Wang Xian said drunkenly to Wu Xingsi.

Wu Xingsi chuckled, and staggered towards the elixir shop not far away.

"My spirit field has a prohibition of killing marks. Come here, old dog in Chinese clothes, and I will wait for you there. Even if you kill you, you will not be traced here by the strong men of the Baotian faction, because I have already laid down A big formation that erases the imprint." Wang Xian sneered in his heart, came to the store, waved for those guys to go home as soon as possible, and at the same time let Wen Meiyu hide in the small building in Lingtian.

After finishing the arrangements, Wang Xian came to the spiritual field, looking at the void with his eyes like sharp swords.

"Haha! The little dog has a good family background. He has run such a big elixir shop. From now on, it will be the property of this old man. Together with your wife, the ten acres of spiritual land will belong to this old man." The old dog in Huafu laughed arrogantly. Then, it flew over the Lingtian, staring at Wang Xian playfully.

"This is where you will be buried, old dog!" Wang Xian no longer suppressed his cultivation, and his cultivation immediately climbed to that of Yuanying's early stage.

"It turns out that I have hidden my cultivation base, so no wonder I'm not chaotic when facing this old man." The old dog in Chinese clothes chuckled cheaply, his cultivation base is also rising, and he has reached the mid-stage Yuanying cultivation base, "The old man also used secret methods to hide his cultivation base , the old man is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and I will hold you down. Kneel down and beg for mercy, little dog."

"Shut up your dog mouth!" Wang Xian roared vigorously, sacrificing the Xutian Cauldron, his eyes were cold.

"Since there is an ancient treasure, it's not bad. I don't have any ancient treasures, but I have fourteen pieces of the ninth-level supreme magic weapon, the Yinbone Demon Umbrella. The umbrella array formed can smash the ancient treasures and kill the old monsters in the late Nascent Soul, quack quack! "The old dog in Chinese clothes showed his signature cheap-laugh.

"Shadow Demon Umbrella, cover the sky!" The old dog in Chinese clothes threw fourteen black bamboo umbrellas. Immediately, the umbrellas covered the sky above Lingtian, and a coercive pressure came towards Wang Xian.

"Small tricks!" Wang Xian swung the Xutian Cauldron and threw it towards the void. With a bang, it shattered a piece of void and shattered the coercion formed by the Yinbone Demon Umbrella.

"Quack! The Yinbone Demon Mist poisoned the puppy for me." The old dog in Chinese clothes - controlling the Yinbone Demon Umbrella covering the sky, shot out a thick magic mist covering the entire world.

"Not good, the spiritual grass in the ten-acre spiritual field will be corroded by these magic fog." Wang Xian sacrificed the Xutian tripod, which turned into a huge cauldron, and with a buzzing sound, the magic fog was taken away .

"An ancient treasure that formed a cave? Or a spiritual treasure?" The old dog in Huafu was surprised when he saw that the Xutian Ding took away his own magic mist.

"If I kill you, the baby will be mine." The old dog in Chinese clothes pulled out the stem of the Yinbone Demon Umbrella, turned into a huge tree and threw it at Wang Xian.

Facing the attack of the giant tree, Wang Xian's figure flashed to the side of the Xutian cauldron, and he swung the Xutian cauldron and smashed it at the giant tree, smashing the giant tree.

Wang Xian wandered in the void, approaching the old dog in Huafu step by step, and blasted all the obstacles in front of him with the Xutian cauldron in his hand.

The old dog in Washington got a little flustered, grabbed the Yinbone Demon Umbrella and hit Wang Xian.

Wang Xian picked up the Xutian cauldron and smashed it, everything was shattered.

"Go to hell, old dog!" Wang Xian's figure suddenly disappeared, and teleported to the top of the old dog in Huafu, he swung the Xutian tripod and smashed it at the old dog in Huafu with supreme coercion.

With a bang blow, the old dog was hit dizzily by the Xutian cauldron, bleeding from his orifices.

Wang Xian swung the Xutian Ding once again and smashed the old dog in Huafu, smashing the old dog's body into countless pieces.

The old dog did not rest in peace, and turned into pieces.

Wang Xian casually shot out the Nine-hole Infant Fire to burn the old dog's body fragments into ashes, and put away the Xutian Cauldron, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

Wang Xiangang landed in the spiritual field, and the huge coercion of the sky came towards the spiritual field. With a bang, the restriction placed by Wang Xian shattered, and a blond man stood in the void. His eyes were shining with golden light. He was holding a rusty Bronze stove.

Looking at the blond man with bulging muscles, Wang Xian sensed a hint of danger, and raised the Xutian tripod to be on guard.

"Hmph! If you kill my disciple of Baotian Sect, you will have to pay with your life." The blond man is like a god. In his eyes, the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul are just ants, and he can trample to death with one foot.

"Are you a disciple of the Baotian sect?" Wang Xian felt chilly in his heart, feeling that this blond man would definitely be able to kill the late Nascent Soul monster.

"Dou Potian, a direct disciple of Baotian Sect." Dou Potian said coldly.

Wen Meiyu flew out of the small building and exclaimed: "Dou Potian, one of the top ten masters among the younger generation of disciples in the cultivation world of the Yuan Kingdom, once slaughtered three old monsters of the late Yuanying stage with his own strength. god."

"Haha! Killing God, that's right, other monks call me Dou Shashen." Dou Potian's blond hair fluttered like an unrivaled demon god, standing in the void, sealing off a void.

"Private fights are not allowed in Tianfu! All grievances and grievances will be resolved on the stage of life and death in accordance with the principle of 'fairness and justice'." A huge figure appeared in the void.

"Old man Wang Mingyuan's god-transformation avatar is saved, my lord." Wen Meiyu said happily.

Wang Xian felt uncomfortable for a while, Meiyu's words seemed to mean that he was afraid of Dou Potian, even if Dou Potian was an old monster who turned into a god, he dared to fight him, anyway, he was immortal, But it can also save your life.

Dou Potian's blond hair fluttered wildly, eyes like sharp swords staring at Wang Xian in the spiritual field: "Boy, would you like to compete with me, Dou Potian, on the stage of life and death?"

Wang Xianli replied straightforwardly: "I don't want to!"

Then, Wang Xian said to the avatar of the old man Wang Mingyuan: "Senior, if I was killed in Tianfu, it must be due to Dou Potian. In order to maintain the principles of Tianfu, please save my life in a critical situation. This disciple is very grateful .”

Wang Mingyuan remained silent, and his figure disappeared into the void.

Dou Potian even slaughtered monks in the late stage of Yuanying like a dog, and even dared to kill monks in the realm of Yuanying Dzogchen, but he couldn't fight against the old monster of Huashen. He was a bit jealous of the old man Wang Mingyuan, and he looked at Wang With a glance, Xian put away the rusty bronze stove and left through the air.

Wen Meiyu flew into the spiritual field, and asked with concern: "My lord, are you okay?"

"It's okay, isn't it just a Dou Potian, there is no need for Meiyu to make such a fuss." Wang Xian smiled disapprovingly.

"Young master doesn't know the horror of Dou Potian. Although you have the immortal body and spirit treasure, but