A seal of immortality

Chapter 683 Underground Trade Fair

"With my uncle here, I won't let anyone hurt you." Wang Changsheng said to Huang Pingping with a pleasant face, then his eyes turned and fell on the middle-aged woman.

Feeling the astonishing spiritual pressure on Wang Changsheng's body, the middle-aged woman's expression turned ugly.

The disciples of Huang Shengmen who were going to arrest Huang Pingping didn't dare to breathe, and stood motionless in place.

"Who took away my niece of Mr. Wang just now?" Wang Changsheng asked in a deep voice, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

When the middle-aged woman heard the words, her expression became tense, and she hurriedly explained: "Senior Wang, I misunderstood. This is all a misunderstanding. I am Ping'er's master, and I have no malicious intentions."

"Senior Wang, don't listen to her nonsense. She wants Junior Sister Huang to be a concubine. If you hadn't arrived, Junior Sister Huang would have been taken away by her." Li Shaobai stood up and pointed at the middle-aged woman with a look on her face. Said angrily.

"Shut up." The middle-aged woman was furious when she heard the words, she flicked her sleeves, and a yellow light flashed out, heading straight towards Li Shaobai.

Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeve, and a golden light flashed out, hitting the yellow light.

With a sound of "Keng", the yellow light flew out and landed on the middle-aged woman's hand, which turned out to be a yellow flying knife.

But the golden light that repelled the yellow light was actually a pair of golden scissors.

At this time, two clusters of light, one white and one gold, flew out from a loft in the distance and came straight here.

After a few flashes, they arrived in front of Wang Changsheng. The white light and the golden light were a majestic middle-aged Confucian scholar and a monk wearing golden robes respectively.

Both of them are Nascent Soul cultivators, and the gold-cloaked monk has a higher level of cultivation and is in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

"The two fellow Taoists are fighting in Fangshi, Jingdu, don't they take our royal family and the Buddhist sect seriously?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar glanced at Wang Changsheng and the middle-aged woman, frowning and said.

"I didn't do anything. Someone wanted to take away Wang's niece and give it to someone else as a cauldron, and even killed someone in front of Wang. I just fought back. If it wasn't for the sake of the royal family and the Buddhist sect I, I have already killed her." Wang Changsheng's tone was very flat, and at the end, he casually glanced at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman couldn't help shivering, sweating profusely, she hurriedly explained:

"Seniors, please don't get me wrong. The junior Huang Shengmen, Huang Ling, took my apprentice back to the sect under the order of my master. It is definitely not to give my apprentice to someone else as a cauldron."

"What? Are you saying that I have wronged you? Do you really think I dare not kill you? Or do you think I dare not kill you if you move out your master? I'm in a hurry, believe it or not, I will kill you Huang Shengmen?" Wang Changsheng's face turned pale. He sank, and said murderously.

When the middle-aged woman heard the words, her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to say anything anymore, her face was full of fear.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Wang Daoyou, Huang Xiaoyou, no matter what grievances you have, you can't fight in the market. Bar!"

"This junior has offended me so much. I hope that senior will not forget the villain's mistakes and forgive this time." The middle-aged woman said with an apologetic expression after hearing the words.

"Sent Wang away with just one sentence? What do you think of Wang? If I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid my niece would have been captured by you and given to the old monster Yuanying as a cauldron. Is it okay to be a villain?" Wang Changsheng's face darkened, and he said with a half-smile.

"I don't know why senior is willing to give up?" The middle-aged woman frowned, hesitated a little, and asked cautiously.

"The 5 yuan spirit stone is just for shocking my niece." Wang Changsheng said flatly.

"What? 5 yuan in spirit stones." The middle-aged woman looked a little embarrassed.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar and the golden-robed monk looked at each other and nodded.

"Wang Daoyou, [-] spirit stones is indeed a bit too much, so how about [-] for each person?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled at Wang Changsheng and smoothed things over.

Wang Changsheng was a little moved when he heard this.

"Huang Xiaoyou, hurry up and take out 2 yuan of spirit stones to make amends to Daoyou Wang." Seeing this, the golden-robed monk ordered the middle-aged woman.

Although the middle-aged woman was very reluctant, she honestly took out the storage bag containing the spirit stone, walked up to Wang Changsheng, and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed, and his right hand grabbed the middle-aged woman's head like lightning, and grabbed a yellow jade hairpin from her head.

"Senior, you..." The middle-aged woman's complexion changed drastically, and she quickly stepped back.

"Twenty thousand spirit stones are too few. I think your hairpin is pretty good, so give it to my niece! Don't let me see you in the future, get out!" Wang Changsheng ordered lightly.

The middle-aged woman's complexion eased, she responded, and hurriedly left with a dozen Foundation Establishment monks.

"Wang Daoyou, I have a pot of good tea. I would like to invite Wang Daoyou to taste it together. I wonder how Wang Daoyou would like it?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled at Wang Changsheng and said enthusiastically.

"No, I still have important matters to deal with. Don't worry, fellow daoists, since I have received the spirit stone, I will naturally not trouble her again." Wang Changsheng shook his head and said meaningfully.

After speaking, he took Huang Pingping and Li Shaobai and left.

Back at the residence, Wang Changsheng asked about Huang Pingping's experience today, and Huang Pingping told Wang Changsheng in detail.

"To be on the safe side, you two don't go out in the future, just stay in the room to practice honestly, and I will take you with me when I leave." Wang Changsheng thought for a while, and ordered.

"Understood, uncle." Huang Pingping agreed wholeheartedly, with a very friendly tone.

Wang Changsheng nodded, turned his gaze to Li Shaobai, and said, "You performed well today. It seems that Pinger has chosen the right person. I will give you this bottle of elixir! As a reward for you."

Say it!He flipped his hands and took out a white porcelain bottle, and threw it to Li Shaobai.

Li Shaobai thanked him and accepted the white porcelain bottle.

Wang Changsheng was a little worried, and after a few more instructions, he let the two leave.

Wang Changsheng took out a yellow hosta with a few hairs on it from his bosom, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Huang Shengmen, hmph, I'll settle this account with you later." Wang Changsheng murmured to himself, with a flash of chill in his eyes.

He used a yellow wooden box to pack the yellow hosta and a few strands of hair into the storage bag.

Seven days later, Wang Changsheng came to the teahouse as promised.

Tang Yugang first sipped tea and chatted with Wang Changsheng, and exchanged their experience in cultivation.

An hour later, the two ended their conversation and came to a basement at the bottom of the teahouse.

The basement is not big, and there is a teleportation circle several feet in size in the center.

Wang Changsheng frowned, his eyes full of doubts.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, the location of the private fair is somewhat secretive, and it must be teleported there with a teleportation array, which I cannot avoid." Tang Yugang seemed to see the doubt in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and explained.

"Is the teleportation array used to leave after the auction?" Wang Changsheng asked curiously.

"That's right, and the teleportation array is only activated for one month, and it will be destroyed after one month." Tang Yugang nodded and explained.

When Wang Changsheng heard the words, he suddenly realized, and stood on top of the magic circle with Tang Yugang.

After Tang Yugang hit the magic circle with a formula, a dazzling white light shot up into the sky, drowning the figures of the two of them.

As soon as the white light faded, the two disappeared.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng and Wang Changsheng appeared in a stone room several tens of feet in size, and a tall and thin middle-aged man stood guard beside the magic circle.

Wang Changsheng scanned the stone room and found nothing unusual, so he felt relieved.

Wang Changsheng's actions fell into Tang Yugang's eyes. Without saying anything, he took out a black token from his bosom and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Does this senior have an identity token? If not, according to the rules, he is not allowed to participate in the trade fair." After checking the token, the middle-aged man returned it to Tang Yugang, turned his attention to Wang Changsheng, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"This old man is his recommender. You can give Fellow Daoist an identity token. We are in a hurry to participate in the exchange meeting!" Tang Yugang gave the middle-aged man a white look and said angrily.

"Since it is recommended by a senior, there is no problem. This identity token belongs to the senior. We do not recognize anyone. The senior can not only use this token to participate in this fair, but also participate in the next two underground fairs. The trade fair is held once every 100 years, and according to the rules, you have to pay 2 yuan in spirit stones to get an identity token." The middle-aged man took out a black token from his arms and explained word by word.

Wang Changsheng nodded, took out a heavy storage bag from his arms, and threw it to the middle-aged man.

"This is the identity token and the grimace mask. Seniors, please keep them safe." The middle-aged man checked the number of spirit stones in the storage bag, and after confirming that they were correct, he handed a black token and a grimace mask to Wang Changsheng.

At this time, Tang Yugang also took out a grimace mask and put it on.

Wang Changsheng let go of his consciousness, and as soon as he touched the grimace mask, he was bounced back, unable to see Tang Yugang's true face clearly.

He nodded in satisfaction, took the token and mask, put on the grimace mask, and put the token close to his body.

The middle-aged man hit a circular stone door with a spell, and the stone door opened, and Wang Changsheng and Tang Yugang stepped out.

At this time, the two of them were in a long corridor, and there were more than a dozen stone rooms on both sides of the corridor. From time to time, Nascent Soul monks wearing grimace masks came out of the stone rooms, both men and women.

After several turns, Wang Changsheng and Tang Yugang came to a spacious and bright hall. There were two to three hundred stone chairs in it. Next to each stone chair was a stone table with some snacks and spiritual tea placed on it. In the center is a white jade table several feet long and a white jade chair.

Wang Changsheng found a chair and sat down, observing the people around him.

At this time, there were seven to eighty people sitting in the hall, each of whom was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and all of them were wearing grimace masks, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

　Thank you for the magical and cute reward. I still owe six chapters. I will add an update for you. I owe seven chapters, which will be paid off this month.

　　
　
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