A seal of immortality

Chapter 687
For the next half a month, Wang Changsheng stayed behind closed doors, practicing the "Vajra Subduing Demon Art" and absorbing the Vajra Glazed Liquid.

After absorbing a bottle of Vajra Glazed Liquid, Wang Changsheng's physical body became much stronger, but unfortunately he was still unable to resist the magic weapon. It is estimated that he would have to practice the "Vajra Subduing Demon Art" to the fourth level to be able to resist the magic weapon.

During this period, Chen Qiusheng also visited Wang Changsheng and handed over a thousand poisonous insects to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng paid off the Lingshi, asked Chen Qiusheng some things, and then let him leave.

On this day, Wang Changsheng walked out of the Four Seas Palace and came to a small shop in the northeast corner of Fang City.

This shop sells a lot of things, including magic tools, talismans, pills and other items for cultivating immortals. The shopkeeper is an old man in yellow robe with white hair.

Wang Changsheng curbed his own aura fluctuations, and it seemed that he was only at the foundation building stage.

"What does the guest officer want to buy? This shop is small, but it has all the internal organs. Would you like me to introduce it?" As soon as Wang Changsheng entered, the old man in yellow walked up to him, and said with a smile on his face.

"Heaven and earth, five lakes and four seas, know everything." Wang Changsheng said in a low voice.

When the old man in yellow robe heard the words, his expression changed, he glanced to the left and right, and said in a low voice: "From ancient times to the present, thousands of mountains and rivers have known everything."

Wang Changsheng took out a piece of blue jade slip, handed it to the old man in yellow robe, and said calmly, "How long will there be news?"

After checking the contents of the jade slips, the old man in yellow robe thought for a while and replied, "There will be news in seven days, 5000 yuan of spirit stones."

Wang Changsheng nodded, paid the yellow-robed old man 50 yuan of mid-level spirit stones, turned and left.

This small store is a small stronghold of an intelligence agency. According to Chen Qiusheng, as long as you can afford the Lingshi, there is nothing they can't find.

What Wang Changsheng inquired about was the whereabouts of the Metal Sky Spiritual Root cultivator. He had already gathered the four celestial corpses of fire, water, wood and soil, and he was short of the golden celestial corpse.

"Yang Daoyou, thank you for borrowing the spirit stone, otherwise my little sister would have missed this snow cloud grass."

"Fairy Bai, you're being polite. What does this spirit stone mean? If you come to our Baiwu Island as a guest some other day, I will definitely treat you well."

"Hehe, I have heard the name of Baiwu Island in Yongzhou for a long time, but my little sister has never been to it! I heard from my father and the others that there are many members of your Yang family worshiping under the Taiqing Palace. Is it true?"

"Of course it's true, one of my clan brothers is also an elder of the Taiqing Palace!"

When Wang Changsheng passed by a shop, the conversation between two immortal cultivators came to his ears.

"Yongzhou Baiwu Island?" Wang Changsheng stopped immediately and looked towards the source of the voice.

A young man in white with delicate features was chatting with a woman in blue skirt with gorgeous features in a elixir shop. The woman in blue skirt was holding a snow-white grass in her hand.

"Several members of my clan also participated in the Taiqing Palace's acceptance ceremony, but unfortunately they failed to get in." The woman in the blue skirt said enviously.

"Hey, that's right, the gate of the Taiqing Palace is not good..." The young man in white smiled, and said with some complacency. The man's voice suddenly sounded: "Yang Daoyou, you are here!"

The young man in white frowned, turned around, and saw a man in white standing behind him, it was Wang Changsheng.

"I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person." The man in white smiled awkwardly and said with some embarrassment.

The young man in white checked his body, and after confirming that there was no abnormality, he frowned and said, "Next time, look carefully and don't pat other people's shoulders."

Wang Changsheng chuckled, turned and left without saying anything.

After paying the spirit stone, the young man in white chatted and laughed with the woman in blue and left.

A quarter of an hour later, the young man in white was walking with the woman in blue skirt on the bustling street, and suddenly stopped, his face was a little distorted, and then he returned to normal.

"What's wrong? Fellow Daoist Yang." The woman in the blue skirt asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I suddenly remembered something urgent, let's take a step first, Fairy Bai." After saying this, the young man in white turned around and walked towards a nearby street.

Seeing this, the woman in the blue skirt frowned slightly, and left without saying anything.

Not long after, a young man in white appeared in a guest room of an inn. Wang Changsheng sat opposite the young man in white. On the table was a pot of fragrant tea and a scarecrow with some black liquid on his body.

"Are you a child of Baiwu Island from the Yang family in Yongzhou? What's your name? What position do you hold in the clan? Why are you here this time? Do you know a clansman named Yang Qian?" Wang Changsheng asked five questions in one breath.

"Yes, Yang Feng, a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall, came out with the ancestor to see the world. Yang Qian is my elder brother." The young man in white replied truthfully.

"Old ancestor? Nascent Soul cultivator or Alchemy Formation cultivator? How many people are there?" Wang Changsheng frowned and asked.

"Cultivator Nascent Soul, there are 35 people including our ancestors on this trip."

"Are your ancestors still in Fangshi? Where do you live now?"

"Yes, live in Bafang Pavilion, an inn we opened ourselves."

"When will you leave Fangshi?"

"I don't know, my ancestors didn't say anything."

Wang Changsheng thought for a while, took out a blood-red round bead from the storage bag, and said: "You keep this blood-light sensing bead, and do whatever you want when you go back."

"Yes." Yang Feng agreed wholeheartedly, put the blood-red ball into the storage bag, turned and left.

"It's really hard to find a place when you walk through the iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get here." Wang Changsheng looked at the back of Yang Feng's leaving, and muttered to himself, his eyes were full of killing intent.

He originally wanted to go to Baiwu Island to settle accounts with the Yang family later, but he didn't expect to meet someone from the Yang family in Fangshi, Jingdu.

If there was only one Nascent Soul cultivator in the Yang family and no other Nascent Soul cultivators accompanying him, Wang Changsheng would never let the Yang family go back to Baiwu Island alive.

Wang Changsheng sat in the room for half an hour, got up and left.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng appeared in front of a golden palace tens of feet high. After paying the guard at the gate 1000 yuan of spirit stones, Wang Changsheng walked in with a jade plaque engraved with 91.

Led by an attendant in green clothes, Wang Changsheng walked into a long corridor, and after several turns, he came to the end, where a white curtain of light blocked his way.

After Wang Changsheng injected mana into the jade tablet in his hand, a blue light shot out from the jade tablet and landed on the white light curtain.

The white light curtain flickered a few times, then disappeared, and Wang Changsheng strode in.

A bright hall with a size of several hundred feet appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. Hundreds of jade chairs surrounded a circular platform, and most of the jade chairs were already occupied.

Those who appeared at the venue were all Nascent Soul cultivators, including men, women and children. Some wore grimace masks to hide their faces, while others showed their true colors.

(End of this chapter)