A seal of immortality

Chapter 278 Chapter 270 Five Ends
His giant ape puppet is a fourth-level puppet beast, refined from a variety of rare materials, impenetrable by water and fire, and its defense ability is no less than that of ordinary top-level defensive magic weapons, even if it is a top-level attack magic weapon. It can't be destroyed easily, and only a big killer like the talisman treasure can easily destroy this fourth-level puppet.

"I accept it, Fellow Daoist Huang," Wang Changsheng cupped his hands at the middle-aged man, turned around and walked off the ring.

"Congratulations! Junior brother, after the conference is over, you will be able to get a talisman," Chen Baofeng congratulated with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Junior Brother Wang to hide his secrets! There's even a talisman," Lan Yun said meaningfully.

"Little brother got this talisman by luck. If the enemy was not too difficult, I would really be reluctant to use it!" Wang Changsheng smiled wryly and explained.

At this time, the competition in the other four arenas was still going on, Wang Changsheng glanced and landed on the arena where Murong Bing was.

A round of silver discs collided with a large purple eagle, bursting out with intense light, and there was a stalemate for a while.

After Murong Bing frowned, he made a seal with one hand, and the silver disk's light rose sharply.

With a "bang", the body of the big silver eagle flew upside down, turned into a purple spear halfway, and returned to the hands of a burly middle-aged man.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the silver disc quickly shot towards the middle-aged man, and in the blink of an eye, he was not far in front of the middle-aged man.

"I admit defeat," the middle-aged man said unwillingly.

As soon as the words were finished, the silver disk stopped suddenly, and flew back along the way it came from. It turned into a long silver sword halfway, and returned to the scabbard behind Murong Bing.

Without saying a word, Murong Bing turned around and walked off the ring.

The fights in the other three arenas also came to an end one after another. No.5 to No.10 entered the arena one after another to compete with the disciples sent by the Huang family.

A quarter of an hour later, with the end of the last five fights, the Huang family's once-in-a-century treasure hunting conference also came to an end.

In the ten fights, some people won and some lost. The top six all won, and the bottom four all lost, and Lei Zhen happened to be the loser.

Lei Zhen fought with Wang Changsheng and destroyed several magic weapons, which greatly reduced his strength. In addition, his opponent was carrying a magic weapon that restrained lightning spells. Lei Zhen was no match for the opponent at all, and he was quickly defeated. It can be said that it was unlucky extreme.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Changsheng and other six winners stepped onto the high platform to receive the rewards from the middle-aged Confucian scholars of the Huang family.

What Wang Changsheng got was a lightning-type talisman, the Leiyuan Sword, with a small silver sword pattern painted on it. A few traces of electric arcs could be vaguely seen on the small sword. This talisman was brand new and had not been used once.

As the middle-aged Confucian scholar said, "This is the end of the treasure hunting conference", all the monks around the ring dispersed, and Wang Changsheng also returned to the house where Zhao Qingshan lived as promised.

In addition to Chen Baofeng and Lan Yun, there were five or six other members of the same branch in the room. Seeing Wang Changsheng, they stepped forward to congratulate Wang Changsheng, and the meaning of friendship was undoubtedly revealed in their words.

Regarding this, Wang Changsheng did not refuse, and chatted with them, getting along relatively well.

After a while, Zhao Qingshan came in, everyone stopped talking and stood with their hands tied.

"Changsheng, you have performed well. You have won glory for the sect. After you return to the sect, you will be rewarded. Next, are you planning to go to Guanning County to celebrate your birthday with your teacher, or plan to travel alone?" Zhao Qingshan praised Wang Changsheng after a few words , asked about Wang Changsheng's plan.

"Returning to the master, I want to go to celebrate the birthday with the master, and experience the customs of Guanning County," Wang Changsheng replied truthfully.

"Well, then you can follow the teacher to celebrate his birthday! After the birthday celebration is over, you can travel alone." Zhao Qingshan nodded, then turned his eyes, and said to Lan Yun: "Is everyone here? If so, let's go!"

"If you want to go back to the master, all the other brothers and sisters have returned to the sect with Master Han," Lan Yun replied with a serious expression.

"Then let's go! By the way, we will go on the road together with the Li family, you should pay attention to your words and deeds, don't lose face of this sect," Zhao Qingshan seemed to think of something, and he was a little worried.

"Yes, Master (Uncle Zhao)," everyone ordered in unison.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingshan nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked out, Wang Changsheng and others hurriedly followed.

Half an hour later, Zhao Qingshan and his party left Huangjiabao.

Outside the Peach Blossom Forest, there were already more than a dozen immortal cultivators waiting there, including Li Tianchou and Yuan Ziyi.

These people were vaguely divided into two factions, headed by a middle-aged woman and a yellow-robed man. The two did not have the slightest aura fluctuations, and they were monks in the alchemy stage.

"Li Daoyou, Yuan Daoyou, I kept you waiting for so long," Zhao Qingshan said to the two apologetically.

"You are welcome, Daoyou Zhao. We have just arrived. This is Daoyou Zhao's beloved disciple! Sure enough, he is a hero!" The middle-aged woman changed her tone, her eyes fell on Wang Changsheng, and she praised him.

"Changsheng, hurry up and meet Senior Li and Senior Yuan," Zhao Qingshan ordered with a faint smile on his face upon hearing this.

Wang Changsheng didn't dare to neglect, he hurried forward and bowed to the two of them.

"Ziyi, don't come out to meet Senior Zhao," the middle-aged woman turned her head and told Yuan Ziyi.

"Heavenly Chou, you also come out to pay respects to Senior Zhao," the yellow-robed man ordered.

After hearing this, Li Tianchou and Yuan Ziyi stepped forward at the same time and saluted Zhao Qingshan.

"It's getting late, if Fellow Daoist Zhao has nothing to do, let's go!" the yellow-robed man suggested.

Of course Zhao Qingshan would not object, so he agreed.

As soon as the man in yellow robe raised his hand, a yellow boat the size of a palm came out of his hand. The yellow boat swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge yellow boat more than 30 feet long. The hull was covered with various spirit paintings. Patterns, exuding bursts of mana fluctuations.

Seeing this huge yellow boat, the expressions of Wang Changsheng and other Taiqing Palace disciples did not change at all. It was obviously not the first time they saw a magic weapon, but the disciples behind the middle-aged woman were commotion.

"Yuan Daoyou, Zhao Daoyou, come up! Will the journey be faster with this yellow wind boat?" After speaking, the man in the yellow robe flickered and appeared on the huge yellow boat.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman and Zhao Qingshan flickered at the same time, and they also appeared on the huge yellow boat.

Next, Wang Changsheng and others boarded the giant yellow boat one after another.

After everyone boarded the huge yellow boat, following the yellow-robed man's "go", the spirit patterns on the hull lit up, and the huge yellow boat turned into a yellow light, and went straight to the horizon, disappearing in the blink of an eye in skyrim.

(End of this chapter)