A seal of immortality

Chapter 601 Party
Not long after Wang Changsheng closed his eyes, a flame flew into the room, suspended in mid-air.

Wang Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes. With a flick of his finger, a black light flashed out and hit the flame. After the flame rose, a man's voice suddenly sounded: "Junior Brother Wang, I am Zhou Tong, the alchemy leader of our four sects." The monks held an exchange meeting, and exchanged some cultivation experience by the way, I wonder if the younger brother is interested?"

After speaking, the flames dissipated.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his face was a little moved, and he got up and opened the door.

I saw a man and a woman standing outside the door, the man was Zhou Tong, and the woman was a disciple of "Uncle Huang".

"Senior Brother Zhou, thank you, Junior Sister." Wang Changsheng greeted the two of them with a smile on his face.

"Hey, I knew Junior Brother Wang would not miss this exchange meeting. Junior sister Xie, please lead us!" Zhou Tong urged with a chuckle.

"Senior brothers, please follow me." The middle-aged woman nodded, stomped on the ground with one foot, turned into a black light and flew towards a certain direction in the city.

Wang Changsheng and Zhou Tong glanced at each other, nodded at each other, turned into two black lights and chased after them.

Not long after, the three of them appeared in front of a pavilion that was more than twenty feet high. From time to time, someone flew from a distance and landed in front of the pavilion.

"Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Zhou, this is here, let's go in!" After speaking, the middle-aged woman lifted her foot and walked in.

More than a dozen alchemy monks gathered in twos and threes, including men, women and children.

In the center is a round high platform more than ten feet in size, on which there is a rectangular wooden table.

"Xuehong, here." As soon as Wang Changsheng and others walked in, a middle-aged man with good features stood up, and shouted to the middle-aged woman beside Wang Changsheng with a slight smile.

When the middle-aged woman heard the words, she immediately raised her foot and walked towards the middle-aged man.

"Junior Brother Wang, that is Junior Brother Du Hai and Du Haidu, the dual-cultivator of Junior Sister Xie." Zhou Tong explained as he walked forward.

Wang Changsheng nodded and followed.

"Husband, let me introduce you, this is Senior Brother Wang." Xie Xuehong pointed to Wang Changsheng and introduced.

"Senior Brother Wang, it's a pleasure to meet you." Du Hai smiled at Wang Changsheng and greeted him.

"Junior Brother Du, Junior Sister Xie, do you often hold exchange meetings here?" Wang Changsheng nodded and asked curiously after scanning the alchemy monks around him.

"I will hold an exchange meeting in ten days and a half months! But there are not many transactions. The exchange meeting is mainly about the supernatural powers of the alchemy monks sent by Zhao Guo. After all, every time I go to battle, the opponents I meet may not For the same person, if they can know the other party's supernatural powers in advance, they can prepare countermeasures." Du Hai slowly explained.

Wang Changsheng nodded when he heard the words, and then asked: "Junior Brother Du and Junior Sister Xie must have fought with the alchemy cultivators of the Zhao Kingdom! Can you tell us about those difficult people in the Zhao Kingdom?"

"It is true that our husband and wife have fought against the alchemy cultivators of Zhao State, but they didn't take much advantage. The native alchemy cultivators of Zhao State have no strong roles, but they were sent by Wu State and Xiliang State to support them. Among the monks in the alchemy stage, there are several powerful characters. Among them is a Taoist who is carrying a golden giant sword. This person has the cultivation base of the late alchemy stage, is proficient in the art of controlling swords, and can use the supernatural power of turning swords into silk Daoyou Li Daoyou, who killed the door with blood, was killed by this person with the magical power of turning a sword into silk. There is also an old woman in white robe. The insect is not afraid of most magical attacks, and its defense is amazing. It is difficult for ordinary magic weapons to hurt it. The most troublesome thing is a Buddhist cultivator. In the later stages of cultivation, it often takes two late-stage alchemy monks to entangle this person, and mid-stage alchemy monks have no chance of winning against this person." Du Hai smiled wryly, and said word by word.

Wang Changsheng nodded when he heard the words, and secretly wrote down the three people.

"Junior Brother Du, after fighting for so long, haven't there been any powerful characters from the four sects of Qi Kingdom?" Zhou Tong frowned and asked.

"Of course there is. Zhao Yi, brother Zhao of our Underworld Corpse Sect, has a late-stage alchemy cultivation, and there is a black zombie to help. He once severely injured a late-stage alchemy monk. Fellow Daoist Lu from the blood-killing sect is proficient in the secret art of the blood path. He has severely injured monks of the same level, but the most powerful ones are Mu Xianzi of Hehuan Sect and Shi Daoyou of Yin Luozong. You are following the path of dual cultivation of Dharma and body, once he gets close to you, you will either die or be disabled." Du Hai nodded and said eloquently.

"Junior Brother Du, the Fairy Mu you're talking about is Mu Wanwan, the only daughter of the Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect." Wang Changsheng asked calmly after hearing the words.

"Exactly, why? Senior Brother Wang knows Fairy Mu?" Du Hai asked curiously.

"We've met each other a few times." Wang Changsheng said with a normal expression.

"Senior brother Wang, isn't that fellow Daoist Mu?" Xie Xuehong pointed behind Wang Changsheng and said with a smile.

Wang Changsheng's expression changed when he heard the words, and he turned his head to look behind him, just in time to see Mu Houhou walking in, followed by a handsome young man in blue shirt.

When Mu Houhou saw Wang Changsheng, he nodded at Wang Changsheng as a greeting.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng squeezed out a smile on his face, and smiled at Mu Houhou as a response.

The blue-shirted youth seemed to sense something, turned his head to look at Wang Changsheng, raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

Mu Houhou and the young man in blue sat down at a table, their lips twitched, as if they were chatting through sound transmission.

"Senior Brother Wang, the one next to Fellow Daoist Mu is Fellow Daoist Shi of the Yin Luo Sect. He is the only descendant of the great elder of the Yin Luo Sect. It is said that the great elders of the two sects want to match them up. In a word, do you want me to help you connect?" Xie Xuehong's voice came from Wang Changsheng's mind.

Wang Changsheng turned his head and saw Xie Xuehong smiling at him. He smiled wryly, shook his head, and said nothing.

Wang Changsheng now wants to advance to the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible, return to the Song Dynasty, and seek justice for the dead clansmen. He has no time to think about the relationship between men and women, otherwise he will not come back and stay directly in Southern Xinjiang with Qu Yun. Double fly.

Thinking of Qu Yun, Murong Bing's beautiful image could not help appearing in Wang Changsheng's mind. After a while, he let out a long breath and chatted with Zhou Tong and the other three.

Accompanied by the three crisp bells of "铛", "铛" and "铛", an old man in a gray robe with a red face appeared on the circular high platform.

The gray-robed old man smiled at everyone present, and said: "Old rules, fellow daoists, if you want to exchange items, you should go up to the stage by yourself, take out what you want to exchange, and introduce yourself. If there are no fellow daoists who want to exchange items, let's discuss." The supernatural powers of monks in the alchemy stage of Zhao Guo or the exchange of cultivation experience."

After finishing speaking, the old man in gray robe appeared at a table near the circular platform.

At the same time, a blue light flashed, and an old man in green robe suddenly appeared on the circular high platform.

The green-robed old man touched the storage bag at his waist with one hand, and there was a piece of dead wood exuding a trace of black air in his hand.

"One piece of thousand-year-old Moyun wood, in exchange for three thousand-year-old elixir or one fifth-level demon pill." The green-robed old man glanced at everyone present, and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)