Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng opened the blue scroll and took a look. On it was a young man in green shirt with sharp eyebrows and a line of small words below. Chen Qingshu, a sword cultivator on the eighth level of foundation building, uses a set of cyan flying swords. He has been seriously injured by the law enforcement team. Anyone who kills this person can use his identity token or head, regardless of gender, age or child. Only one person can join the Taiyi Immortal Sect. If you don't want to join the Taiyi Immortal Sect, you will be rewarded with 50,000 spiritual stones.

"What is the origin of this person? If you kill him, can you join the Taiyi Immortal Sect? Is he a member of the Wei Kingdom?"

Wang Changsheng said in surprise.

"I heard from the Bailing Sect disciple who sent the letter that this person killed a descendant of an elder from the Taiyi Immortal Sect. The Taiyi Immortal Sect issued a wanted order. I didn't hear that this person was a monk from the Wei Kingdom. If this person can be found, he will be killed. It would be best to kill him."

"How can I find him in the vast sea of ​​people? Pass on this person's portrait and let the tribesmen outside check it out, hoping to find this person. If he can't find it, forget it. By the way, Uncle Twenty-one, how come my eldest brother and the others have been gone for so long? It’s been almost three months and you haven’t come back yet? Something will happen, right?”

Wang Mingjiang shook his head: "Probably not! They are carrying multiple second-level puppet beasts with them. Unless they are ambushed by many people, they must be delayed by something!"

"I hope so! Come, Uncle Twenty-one, try the peach blossom cake made by Chang Yue."

Wang Mingjiang was not polite, sat down on the stone bench, picked up a piece of spiritual cake, and put it into his mouth.

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Canglan City, Qianbao Tower.

There was a long queue at the door, and a large number of monks lined up to enter Qianbao Tower.

Wang Changfeng and the others paid a fee, walked into Qianbao Tower, and sat down at the front.

The price of spiritual grains in Chu State remained high. This time they made a huge profit from selling spiritual grains, so they took advantage of this auction to buy some useful things.

In the center of the auction venue is a circular high platform, surrounded by wooden chairs, and there are private rooms upstairs.

Immortal cultivators entered the auction venue one after another. Wang Qingshan's eyes widened, his face darkened, and he sent a message to Wang Changfeng: "Uncle, he is a descendant of the Zhao family in Zhaojialing."

Wang Changfeng looked in the direction pointed by Wang Qingshan and saw four foundation-building monks, two men and two women, walking through the corridor on the second floor. There was a green mountain pattern on their sleeves.

When the Chu State invaded the Wei State, the Zhao family in Zhaojialing attacked the Wang family, and many members of the clan, including Wang Yaozu, died tragically at the hands of Zhao family monks.

Over the years, the Wang family has always wanted to take revenge, and they have secretly investigated the Zhao family.

The Zhao family has been established for nearly a thousand years, and many of their children have worshiped in the Sword Palace. There are as many as eight foundation-building monks on the surface, and they are powerful. The most important thing is that the Zhao family's family residence is not very far from the Sword Palace. The Wang family members can only bury their hatred in their hearts for the time being.

Wang Qingshan has always remembered this incident. He has never forgotten that night. His clan members fell in a pool of blood one after another, and the clan elder who taught him also died at the hands of the enemy.

"This is Wei State, don't act rashly."

Wang Changfeng frowned and warned via voice transmission.

They came here to sell spiritual grains, not to seek revenge. The opponent's four foundation builders were much higher in cultivation than the three of them. If they started to attack, they would still suffer the loss.

Wang Qingshan nodded and agreed.

After a cup of tea, the auction began. The person presiding over the auction was a middle-aged man named Wei Yuan, who built the second floor of the foundation.

Wei Yuan briefly explained the rules of the auction and then started the auction.

"The first auction item is a set of golden snake darts, a set of magic weapons. There are four in total. Each one is a low-grade magic weapon. The base price is five hundred spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than one hundred."

"five hundred!"

"Five hundred and five!"

"Six hundred!"

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There were endless bids, and this set of magical instruments was finally sold for 1,300 spiritual stones.

Wei Yuan took out the auction items one after another, including elixirs, magic tools, talismans, and materials. Each item was of good quality. The Zhao family bid for two pieces of metal ore.

"A second-level mid-level beast soul talisman can transform into a second-level mid-level flaming tiger to attack the enemy. It can exert 80% of its original strength. The base price is five hundred spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than one hundred yuan."

Wei Yuan held up a shiny red talisman and said loudly. There was a tiger pattern on the surface of the talisman.

"five hundred!"

"Six hundred!"

"Seven hundred!"

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After many biddings, Wang Qingshan bought this second-level mid-grade beast soul talisman for 1,400 spiritual stones.

Next, Wei Yuan took out many auction items, all of which fetched high prices, and the atmosphere in the venue became lively.

"Then it's time for the final auction items. The first final auction item is five bottles of purple jade spiritual water. The base price is one thousand spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than two hundred."

Purple Jade Spiritual Water can also assist in the attack of foundation building. The effect is not as good as the foundation building pill, but it still attracts many people to bid.

Wang Changfeng bought a bottle of purple jade spiritual water with 11,000 spiritual stones, and the Zhao family bought three bottles of purple jade spiritual water in one go, showing great wealth.

"The second final auction item, two foundation-building pills, are bid separately. The base price is 10,000 spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 1,000 yuan."

The competition for the Foundation Establishment Pill was very fierce. Wang Changfeng also participated in the bidding. Because other people's bids were too high, he did not continue to increase the price.

The two Foundation-Building Pills were sold for 46,000 spiritual stones and 50,000 Spiritual Stones respectively, and the Zhao family bought one.

"The third final auction item is a set of small teleportation array flags. The teleportation range is within ten thousand miles. The base price is 20,000 spiritual stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 3,000."

Wei Yuan pointed to the hundreds of formation flags and said.

"Teleportation array!"

Wang Changfeng's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

The Wang family now controls a lot of territory, including the spiritual vein in Hongye Ridge, the Wang Family Fort, and the Yunzhou underground cave. These three places are relatively far apart, making it inconvenient to travel between them.

Because the number of foundation-building monks was not particularly large, the Wang family sent some Qi-refining monks with second-level puppets to guard them, and only planted some low-level spiritual grains.

To ensure the safety of Hongye Ridge, at least two foundation-building monks are required to guard it. However, the distance is too far. Once an enemy attacks, support will be very inconvenient. It would be great if this teleportation array is photographed.

"Twenty thousand!"

"Twenty-three thousand!"

"Twenty-eight thousand!"

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Compared with the previous auction items, there were far fewer people bidding for this set of teleportation arrays.

The price kept rising, and before long, the price rose to 40,000 spirit stones.

"fifty thousand!"

Wang Changfeng shouted loudly, his face serious.

"Sixty thousand!"

A manly voice came from the private room where the Zhao family was.

Zhao Zhongxian is the leader of this team. He is on the fourth floor of the foundation building. In addition to him, there are three clansmen on the second floor of the foundation building.

"Seventy thousand."

Wang Changfeng did not give in at all. He was bound to win this teleportation array.

Zhao Zhongxian frowned, pondered for a moment, and then shouted: "Seventy-five thousand, please give Taoist fellow Taoist a favor to our Zhao family in Zhaojialing. Our Zhao family is very grateful."

The other party increased the price too harshly, and he had to report out of his home in order to scare the other party.

"Eighty thousand."

Wang Changfeng ignored it and added another five thousand spiritual stones.

Eighty thousand spiritual stones are enough to buy a good third-level material.

"Eighty-five thousand."

Zhao Zhongxian's tone became heavier.

Wang Changfeng frowned. He earned a lot of spiritual stones from selling the spiritual valley this time, but he couldn't get so many spiritual stones. If Wang Changhai helped, he might be able to collect 85,000 spiritual stones, but it was difficult to protect the Zhao family. He would not continue to increase the price, he looked hesitant.

"Brother, we can't continue to increase the price. Many people have already noticed us."

Wang Changhao sent a message to persuade.

Wang Changfeng turned his eyes, nodded in agreement, and said no more.