Chapter 1004 The Huangfu Family
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 1004 The Huangfu Family
A brand-new flying knife tool costs about 300 yuan in spirit stones, and you can buy a flying knife without a handle for 80 yuan in spirit stones. It is not beautiful without a handle, but it can still be used.
The monsters have thick skin and thick flesh, and there are a lot of them. The magic weapons of the low-level monks fighting on the front line are seriously damaged. High-level monks still count on the contribution points to exchange for pill-forming spirits or foundation-building pills!
Huang Fugui took advantage of this to buy those broken and usable instruments at a reserve price and sell them to these low-level monks.
He is not a black-hearted merchant, his things are obviously broken, the price is not high, and he did not buy or sell by force.
Huang Fugui kept taking out all kinds of immortal cultivation resources for sale, ranging from fragments of magic treasures to medicinal pills for healing.
All the low-level monks bought what they wanted at a low price, and they liked Huang Fugui even more.
When Huang Fugui saw Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier, he came over, grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and said to Liu Meier: "My fairy, I got a bottle of third-grade five-color nectar, which has the effect of beautifying your face." , this is a specialty of northern Xinjiang."
He took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to Liu Meier.
Liu Meier looked expectantly at Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingshan turned a blind eye and drank tea calmly.
"Brother Qingshan won't buy it for me, I don't want it."
Huang Fugui looked Wang Qingshan up and down, and said with a smile: "Qingshan? You are the registered disciple Wang Qingshan Wang Daoyou of Xiaoyao Sword Master! Oh! My husband and your ninth uncle have been friends for many years. I heard that he has a baby. Congratulations what!"
"You know Uncle Jiu? Why has Uncle Jiu never mentioned you to me?"
Wang Qingshan was slightly taken aback, he quickly understood that Huang Fugui was deceiving people, a fragment of a magic weapon, he insisted that it was used by Daoist Yuanying, it is not surprising that Huang Fugui deceived people.
"The old man hasn't seen Senior Wang for many years, maybe he forgot about the old man! Let's not talk about this, the old man got a good thing, you should like it."
Huang Fugui chuckled, and took out a broken yellow scroll. On the painting were dozens of cyan flying swords, inserted messily on the ground of a bamboo forest. The upper left corner of the scroll was gone, as if it had been bitten by something. There are several large characters of "Hundred Swords Picture".
"This picture of a hundred swords is the thing of a Nascent Soul Daoist sitting in the cave. It is a little bit broken. There is absolutely no problem in comprehending the sword array. You Wang Daoyou should be able to comprehend something."
Wang Qingshan stared at the picture of Baijian, and said: "How many spirit stones, you can say a price."
Because he is not an official disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the sword formation he learned is suitable for multi-person melee, and it is rare for half-monsters to block them. Now they are disrupted and guarded in different places. Wang Qingshan arranges the sword formation mostly by himself. , Sword Master Xiaoyao didn't explain too much to him, after all, he is not an official disciple.
"Your Uncle Jiu and I have been friends for many years. I'm giving you this picture of a hundred swords. Don't be polite to me."
Huang Fugui said enthusiastically that through Huang Youxin's relationship, he learned that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan conceived babies at the same time, which caused a vision. Naturally, Huang Fugui wanted to make friends with Wang Qingshan. Anyway, it was just a broken picture that could not be used.
Wang Qingshan was taken aback for a moment, and asked in doubt: "You Huang Daoyou really know my ninth uncle?"
"Of course, Wang Mingren Wang Daoyou also knows the old man. The old man said that he is your elder. It's nothing to give you something. If you don't accept it, you will look down on the old man."
"Uh... alright! Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Huang."
Wang Qingshan thanked him, but his tone became warmer, his mouth was short but his hands were soft.
"This bottle of five-color spiritual honey not only has the effect of nourishing the skin, but also has the effect of strengthening the yang. You Wang Daoyou, this is the only bottle. I will sell it to you cheaply!"
Just got Huang Fugui's incomplete sword drawing, Wang Qingshan couldn't refuse anymore, bought Hua Lingshi, saw Liu Meier looking at him eagerly, Wang Qingshan frowned, and threw the porcelain vase to Liu Meier , Said: "Give it to you, I can't use it."
Liu Meier smiled happily and said, "Thank you Brother Qingshan, Brother Qingshan is so kind."
A "buzzing" vibration sounded from Huang Fugui's arms. He took out a communication disk, made gestures, and his eyes lit up.
"Two fellow daoists, Mr. Huang still has something to do, so I'll take my leave first."
After Huang Fugui left, Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier also left.
After a cup of tea, Wang Qingshan returned to his residence, he sat cross-legged on the futon, took out the broken picture of a hundred swords, and began to comprehend it.
At first glance at the picture of a hundred swords, dozens of flying swords are scattered and disorganized, but upon closer inspection, there is a universe inside.
Wang Qingshan's face became serious, and he looked straight at the picture of Baijian.
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In the South China Sea, in the Sea of Firefish, on a certain remote island.
A lump of soil suddenly bulged up on the ground, and a yellow earthworm with dragon horns came out from the ground, and Wang Qingling lay on the yellow earthworm's back.
"It should be fine! I don't know what happened to Qiu Ming and Meng Bin."
Wang Qingling said to herself, she used the earthworm to escape from the bottom of the seabed, and kept going all the way. After seven days, she came out of the sea, found a small island to settle down, and recuperated in the ground.
After recuperating for more than half a year, her injuries are almost healed, and she is ready to return to the front line.
Wang Qingling put away the ground dragon earthworm and released the ice wind jiao. Most of the ice wind jiao's body was entangled in gauze.
She gently stroked the wound of Bingfeng Jiao, and jumped onto Bingfeng Jiao's back.
Bingfengjiao shook its head and tail, and flew towards the sky.
At this moment, a blue light suddenly appeared in the distant sky, flying towards Wang Qingling very fast.
Wang Qingling let go of his consciousness, and found that Qing Dunguang was a cultivator in the alchemy stage, his breath was weak, and he seemed to be seriously injured.
"Fellow Daoist in front, next is Huangfu Rong from the Huangfu Family, and the Hai Clan is chasing me, I ask fellow Daoist to help, and I will definitely repay you after the incident."
A weak male voice suddenly sounded.
"The Royal Family!"
Wang Qingling was a little surprised, she didn't expect that she would meet someone from the Huangfu family.
The Huangfu family is one of the top ten families in the South China Sea. It has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. There are as many as five Nascent Soul monks and hundreds of alchemy monks. They are powerful.
She remembered that the Huangfu family had sent Yuanying monks, and it was unreasonable for her juniors to run around.
She didn't have time to think about it, the sea near the island was violently tumbling, a huge red octopus and a huge golden shark surfaced, and two sea tribes in the alchemy stage sat on the two monsters, looking indifferent.
The two sea clansmen have five levels of alchemy, one has a single horn on his head, and the other has red scales on his face.
"Hey, there is another human cultivator, the white flood dragon. It is her. Half a year ago, she escaped from the second brother, and he just took care of her."
The middle-aged man with red scales on his face said murderously, looking at Wang Qingling with cold eyes.
(End of this chapter)
A brand-new flying knife tool costs about 300 yuan in spirit stones, and you can buy a flying knife without a handle for 80 yuan in spirit stones. It is not beautiful without a handle, but it can still be used.
The monsters have thick skin and thick flesh, and there are a lot of them. The magic weapons of the low-level monks fighting on the front line are seriously damaged. High-level monks still count on the contribution points to exchange for pill-forming spirits or foundation-building pills!
Huang Fugui took advantage of this to buy those broken and usable instruments at a reserve price and sell them to these low-level monks.
He is not a black-hearted merchant, his things are obviously broken, the price is not high, and he did not buy or sell by force.
Huang Fugui kept taking out all kinds of immortal cultivation resources for sale, ranging from fragments of magic treasures to medicinal pills for healing.
All the low-level monks bought what they wanted at a low price, and they liked Huang Fugui even more.
When Huang Fugui saw Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier, he came over, grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and said to Liu Meier: "My fairy, I got a bottle of third-grade five-color nectar, which has the effect of beautifying your face." , this is a specialty of northern Xinjiang."
He took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to Liu Meier.
Liu Meier looked expectantly at Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingshan turned a blind eye and drank tea calmly.
"Brother Qingshan won't buy it for me, I don't want it."
Huang Fugui looked Wang Qingshan up and down, and said with a smile: "Qingshan? You are the registered disciple Wang Qingshan Wang Daoyou of Xiaoyao Sword Master! Oh! My husband and your ninth uncle have been friends for many years. I heard that he has a baby. Congratulations what!"
"You know Uncle Jiu? Why has Uncle Jiu never mentioned you to me?"
Wang Qingshan was slightly taken aback, he quickly understood that Huang Fugui was deceiving people, a fragment of a magic weapon, he insisted that it was used by Daoist Yuanying, it is not surprising that Huang Fugui deceived people.
"The old man hasn't seen Senior Wang for many years, maybe he forgot about the old man! Let's not talk about this, the old man got a good thing, you should like it."
Huang Fugui chuckled, and took out a broken yellow scroll. On the painting were dozens of cyan flying swords, inserted messily on the ground of a bamboo forest. The upper left corner of the scroll was gone, as if it had been bitten by something. There are several large characters of "Hundred Swords Picture".
"This picture of a hundred swords is the thing of a Nascent Soul Daoist sitting in the cave. It is a little bit broken. There is absolutely no problem in comprehending the sword array. You Wang Daoyou should be able to comprehend something."
Wang Qingshan stared at the picture of Baijian, and said: "How many spirit stones, you can say a price."
Because he is not an official disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the sword formation he learned is suitable for multi-person melee, and it is rare for half-monsters to block them. Now they are disrupted and guarded in different places. Wang Qingshan arranges the sword formation mostly by himself. , Sword Master Xiaoyao didn't explain too much to him, after all, he is not an official disciple.
"Your Uncle Jiu and I have been friends for many years. I'm giving you this picture of a hundred swords. Don't be polite to me."
Huang Fugui said enthusiastically that through Huang Youxin's relationship, he learned that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan conceived babies at the same time, which caused a vision. Naturally, Huang Fugui wanted to make friends with Wang Qingshan. Anyway, it was just a broken picture that could not be used.
Wang Qingshan was taken aback for a moment, and asked in doubt: "You Huang Daoyou really know my ninth uncle?"
"Of course, Wang Mingren Wang Daoyou also knows the old man. The old man said that he is your elder. It's nothing to give you something. If you don't accept it, you will look down on the old man."
"Uh... alright! Thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Huang."
Wang Qingshan thanked him, but his tone became warmer, his mouth was short but his hands were soft.
"This bottle of five-color spiritual honey not only has the effect of nourishing the skin, but also has the effect of strengthening the yang. You Wang Daoyou, this is the only bottle. I will sell it to you cheaply!"
Just got Huang Fugui's incomplete sword drawing, Wang Qingshan couldn't refuse anymore, bought Hua Lingshi, saw Liu Meier looking at him eagerly, Wang Qingshan frowned, and threw the porcelain vase to Liu Meier , Said: "Give it to you, I can't use it."
Liu Meier smiled happily and said, "Thank you Brother Qingshan, Brother Qingshan is so kind."
A "buzzing" vibration sounded from Huang Fugui's arms. He took out a communication disk, made gestures, and his eyes lit up.
"Two fellow daoists, Mr. Huang still has something to do, so I'll take my leave first."
After Huang Fugui left, Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier also left.
After a cup of tea, Wang Qingshan returned to his residence, he sat cross-legged on the futon, took out the broken picture of a hundred swords, and began to comprehend it.
At first glance at the picture of a hundred swords, dozens of flying swords are scattered and disorganized, but upon closer inspection, there is a universe inside.
Wang Qingshan's face became serious, and he looked straight at the picture of Baijian.
······
In the South China Sea, in the Sea of Firefish, on a certain remote island.
A lump of soil suddenly bulged up on the ground, and a yellow earthworm with dragon horns came out from the ground, and Wang Qingling lay on the yellow earthworm's back.
"It should be fine! I don't know what happened to Qiu Ming and Meng Bin."
Wang Qingling said to herself, she used the earthworm to escape from the bottom of the seabed, and kept going all the way. After seven days, she came out of the sea, found a small island to settle down, and recuperated in the ground.
After recuperating for more than half a year, her injuries are almost healed, and she is ready to return to the front line.
Wang Qingling put away the ground dragon earthworm and released the ice wind jiao. Most of the ice wind jiao's body was entangled in gauze.
She gently stroked the wound of Bingfeng Jiao, and jumped onto Bingfeng Jiao's back.
Bingfengjiao shook its head and tail, and flew towards the sky.
At this moment, a blue light suddenly appeared in the distant sky, flying towards Wang Qingling very fast.
Wang Qingling let go of his consciousness, and found that Qing Dunguang was a cultivator in the alchemy stage, his breath was weak, and he seemed to be seriously injured.
"Fellow Daoist in front, next is Huangfu Rong from the Huangfu Family, and the Hai Clan is chasing me, I ask fellow Daoist to help, and I will definitely repay you after the incident."
A weak male voice suddenly sounded.
"The Royal Family!"
Wang Qingling was a little surprised, she didn't expect that she would meet someone from the Huangfu family.
The Huangfu family is one of the top ten families in the South China Sea. It has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. There are as many as five Nascent Soul monks and hundreds of alchemy monks. They are powerful.
She remembered that the Huangfu family had sent Yuanying monks, and it was unreasonable for her juniors to run around.
She didn't have time to think about it, the sea near the island was violently tumbling, a huge red octopus and a huge golden shark surfaced, and two sea tribes in the alchemy stage sat on the two monsters, looking indifferent.
The two sea clansmen have five levels of alchemy, one has a single horn on his head, and the other has red scales on his face.
"Hey, there is another human cultivator, the white flood dragon. It is her. Half a year ago, she escaped from the second brother, and he just took care of her."
The middle-aged man with red scales on his face said murderously, looking at Wang Qingling with cold eyes.
(End of this chapter)
