Chapter 412 Picking up Leaks Wang Qingjun (Part 1)
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 412 Picking up the leak Wang Qingjun (first update)
The Song family in Mount Taihua is a local cultivating force in South Korea. If the Song family occupies the second-tier high-grade earth fire spiritual vein, it will be beneficial to the development of the Song family.
Wang Changsheng is in urgent need of spiritual stones now, in order to improve his own strength and his family's spiritual vein, he can only sell the earth fire spiritual vein.
"Wang Daoyou, if there is something important, tell me!"
Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and said in a seductive tone: "Song Daoyou, are you interested in the second-tier high-grade earth fire spirit vein?"
"Second-tier high-grade earth fire spirit veins?"
Song Hefeng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes were a little suspicious.
Although the relationship between Wei State and South Korea has eased, Song Hefeng would not send someone to occupy it if the earth fire spirit vein was in Wei State. There is no backing.
"Exactly. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Song, the earth fire spirit vein is in South Korea, and Wang discovered it by chance."
South Korea's area is not small, even if Song Hefeng mobilized the Song family's foundation cultivators to dig South Korea three feet, it is still difficult to find the earth fire spirit vein.
Song Hefeng rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "When did you Wang Daoyou reach out to South Korea? Since the earth fire spirit vein is in South Korea, does Wang Daoyou still have the right to dispose of it?"
After Wang Changsheng heard this, he smiled slightly: "A second-level high-grade ground fire vein, the Korean cultivating sect will not refuse it! No one will think that there are too many spiritual veins!"
Song Hefeng frowned, pondered for a moment, and asked, "How big is that spiritual vein? How far is it from our Taihua Mountain?"
Wang Changsheng briefly described the size of some earth fire spirit veins, but did not mention their locations.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, let's make an offer!"
"20 million spirit stones."
Wang Changsheng raised two fingers. He didn't expect to sell it for 20 yuan, but if the price was higher, the transaction price would not be too low.
Naturally, Song Hefeng would not agree. After some haggling between the two, Song Hefeng bought this Earth Fire Spirit Vein at a high price of [-]. One third will be used as a deposit, and the remaining two thirds will be paid after the Song family occupies the second-level ground fire vein.
Wang Changsheng agreed, but he had one condition, the two families would get married, and Wang Qingyang would marry a female monk from the Song family with three spiritual roots.
For the sake of the earth fire spirit vein, Song Hefeng agreed.
Qinglianfang City, stall square.
The fact that the Wang family held the alchemy ceremony spread early, and the relatives and old friends of the Wang and Wang families rushed to Qinglianfang City early, waiting for the ceremony to take place.
As the dandan celebration got closer, there were more and more monks in Qinglianfang City.
Wang Qingjun was sitting in front of a booth. There were first-order pills, spirit tools, talismans, and puppet beasts on the booth. There was a sign next to it, which read: Not for sale, exchange for something of the same value, buy rare treasures at a high price .
Wang Qingjun is already at the ninth level of Qi Refining and has no foundation-building spiritual objects. He dare not attack the foundation-building stage rashly. After all, he is a monstrous evildoer with three spirit roots rather than sky spirit roots. Only [-] contribution points can be exchanged with the family for a share of true evil spirits. Qi, it is a pity that the family currently only has the two attributes of gold and earth, and there is no true evil spirit of the fire attribute that Wang Qingjun needs.
Foundation-building spirits cost tens of thousands of spirit stones. Over the years, he followed Wang Changhao to hunt monsters and accumulated more than 4000 spirit stones. If he wanted to buy foundation-building spirits, it was far from enough.
Wang Qingjun will definitely not be absent at every large-scale auction or celebration in the Wei Kingdom, hoping to catch any omissions, and this time the Wang family's alchemy ceremony is no exception.
Picking up things like this is also a matter of luck. Wang Qingjun has participated in many celebrations, took advantage of small advantages, and suffered small losses.
Even if someone owns treasures, they may be bought by others as soon as they are brought out. Wang Qingjun simply took the initiative to set up a stall by himself to buy rare treasures at high prices.
Of course, this rare treasure is relative to the Qi refining period.
During this period of time, Wang Qingjun saw so many strange things, such as stones that make the sound of frogs, remnants of cloth that are invulnerable to water and fire, and spiritual wood that exudes a stench and weighs as much as a hundred catties.
Wang Qingjun has been to many large markets over the years and has a wide range of knowledge, but he is a Qi refining monk after all, so it is impossible to see everything.
On this day, he continued to set up a stall in the square as usual.
From time to time, someone exchanged things with Wang Qingjun, but there was nothing Wang Qingjun liked.
"Friend Daoist, what do you think of this bead in exchange for two bottles of Qi Yang Pill and two middle-grade spirit weapons?"
A young man in green shirt in his twenties squatted down, took out a golden bead the size of a longan kernel, and handed it to Wang Qingjun.
Wang Qingjun took the golden bead, a burst of red light lit up in his palm, and a red flame appeared out of thin air, enveloping the golden bead.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the golden beads still showed no signs of melting.
Out of caution, Wang Qingjun took out a red flying knife and injected it with mana. The red flying knife burst into a dazzling red light and struck the golden bead. There was a muffled sound of metal colliding, and there was no trace on the golden bead.
Wang Qingjun was secretly delighted, this golden bead is by no means an ordinary thing, even a single blow from a high-grade spiritual weapon failed to leave the slightest trace.
He didn't show any abnormality on his face, and said: "Your golden bead is so small, even if it is a second-level refining material, I will be at a disadvantage in exchange for two bottles of nourishing qi pills and two middle-grade spiritual weapons, unless you take it again Get one, and I can give you an extra middle-grade spiritual weapon."
"I only have one. It is inherited from my ancestors. I heard from my great-grandfather that this bead may be a third-order material. If I exchange it with you, you will take advantage."
Wang Qingjun rolled his eyes, took out a piece of rag and half a bronze mirror, and said, "See, this is a treasure map and a fragment of a magic weapon, do you believe it?"
"Here... for two bottles of Qi Yang Pill and a middle-grade spirit weapon, this is the head office! You have tried it too, my bead didn't even hurt the top-grade spirit weapon, it must be a second-order Material."
"make a deal."
Wang Qingjun happily agreed, and handed over two bottles of Yangqi pills and a middle-grade spirit weapon to the young man in Qingshan.
In the next two hours, people successively exchanged strange things with Wang Qingjun, and Wang Qingjun exchanged them with a piece of rusty iron. Wang Qingjun was not sure about the fragments of high-level magic weapons, as long as he felt that there were weird things, he took them away.
As the sky darkened, Wang Qingjun put away the stall and walked towards a teahouse not far away.
On the third floor of the teahouse, Wang Qingqi and five Foundation Establishment cultivators were exchanging alchemy experience.
Wang Qingqi is the only second-level alchemist in the clan. He has many alchemy classics, but no one communicates with him, so it is difficult for him to improve his alchemy level.
The Wang family holds the Qinglian Xiaohui every five years. After many times, the Qinglian Xiaohui has become a major event in Ningzhou. Wang Qingqi used the popularity of the Qinglian Xiaohui to meet several second-tier alchemists. He was born in a cultivating family and had no fellowship. Wang Qingqi organized an exchange meeting to share his experience in alchemy, which solved some doubts in his heart.
"It's not too early today, let's come here! Fellow Daoists, let's exchange alchemy experience here tomorrow, if possible, fellow Daoists, recommend a few second-level alchemists, so that we can exchange ideas and make progress together. "
Wang Qingqi glanced at the darkened sky and said sincerely.
After the alchemy cultivator appeared in the Wang family, Wang Qingqi, the organizer of the exchange meeting, became more and more consolidated. He was only on the second floor of the foundation, but other second-tier alchemists gave him face.
"Definitely, definitely, friend Wang Daoist, farewell."
Wang Qingqi personally sent them away, giving them enough face.
(End of this chapter)
The Song family in Mount Taihua is a local cultivating force in South Korea. If the Song family occupies the second-tier high-grade earth fire spiritual vein, it will be beneficial to the development of the Song family.
Wang Changsheng is in urgent need of spiritual stones now, in order to improve his own strength and his family's spiritual vein, he can only sell the earth fire spiritual vein.
"Wang Daoyou, if there is something important, tell me!"
Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and said in a seductive tone: "Song Daoyou, are you interested in the second-tier high-grade earth fire spirit vein?"
"Second-tier high-grade earth fire spirit veins?"
Song Hefeng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes were a little suspicious.
Although the relationship between Wei State and South Korea has eased, Song Hefeng would not send someone to occupy it if the earth fire spirit vein was in Wei State. There is no backing.
"Exactly. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Song, the earth fire spirit vein is in South Korea, and Wang discovered it by chance."
South Korea's area is not small, even if Song Hefeng mobilized the Song family's foundation cultivators to dig South Korea three feet, it is still difficult to find the earth fire spirit vein.
Song Hefeng rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "When did you Wang Daoyou reach out to South Korea? Since the earth fire spirit vein is in South Korea, does Wang Daoyou still have the right to dispose of it?"
After Wang Changsheng heard this, he smiled slightly: "A second-level high-grade ground fire vein, the Korean cultivating sect will not refuse it! No one will think that there are too many spiritual veins!"
Song Hefeng frowned, pondered for a moment, and asked, "How big is that spiritual vein? How far is it from our Taihua Mountain?"
Wang Changsheng briefly described the size of some earth fire spirit veins, but did not mention their locations.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, let's make an offer!"
"20 million spirit stones."
Wang Changsheng raised two fingers. He didn't expect to sell it for 20 yuan, but if the price was higher, the transaction price would not be too low.
Naturally, Song Hefeng would not agree. After some haggling between the two, Song Hefeng bought this Earth Fire Spirit Vein at a high price of [-]. One third will be used as a deposit, and the remaining two thirds will be paid after the Song family occupies the second-level ground fire vein.
Wang Changsheng agreed, but he had one condition, the two families would get married, and Wang Qingyang would marry a female monk from the Song family with three spiritual roots.
For the sake of the earth fire spirit vein, Song Hefeng agreed.
Qinglianfang City, stall square.
The fact that the Wang family held the alchemy ceremony spread early, and the relatives and old friends of the Wang and Wang families rushed to Qinglianfang City early, waiting for the ceremony to take place.
As the dandan celebration got closer, there were more and more monks in Qinglianfang City.
Wang Qingjun was sitting in front of a booth. There were first-order pills, spirit tools, talismans, and puppet beasts on the booth. There was a sign next to it, which read: Not for sale, exchange for something of the same value, buy rare treasures at a high price .
Wang Qingjun is already at the ninth level of Qi Refining and has no foundation-building spiritual objects. He dare not attack the foundation-building stage rashly. After all, he is a monstrous evildoer with three spirit roots rather than sky spirit roots. Only [-] contribution points can be exchanged with the family for a share of true evil spirits. Qi, it is a pity that the family currently only has the two attributes of gold and earth, and there is no true evil spirit of the fire attribute that Wang Qingjun needs.
Foundation-building spirits cost tens of thousands of spirit stones. Over the years, he followed Wang Changhao to hunt monsters and accumulated more than 4000 spirit stones. If he wanted to buy foundation-building spirits, it was far from enough.
Wang Qingjun will definitely not be absent at every large-scale auction or celebration in the Wei Kingdom, hoping to catch any omissions, and this time the Wang family's alchemy ceremony is no exception.
Picking up things like this is also a matter of luck. Wang Qingjun has participated in many celebrations, took advantage of small advantages, and suffered small losses.
Even if someone owns treasures, they may be bought by others as soon as they are brought out. Wang Qingjun simply took the initiative to set up a stall by himself to buy rare treasures at high prices.
Of course, this rare treasure is relative to the Qi refining period.
During this period of time, Wang Qingjun saw so many strange things, such as stones that make the sound of frogs, remnants of cloth that are invulnerable to water and fire, and spiritual wood that exudes a stench and weighs as much as a hundred catties.
Wang Qingjun has been to many large markets over the years and has a wide range of knowledge, but he is a Qi refining monk after all, so it is impossible to see everything.
On this day, he continued to set up a stall in the square as usual.
From time to time, someone exchanged things with Wang Qingjun, but there was nothing Wang Qingjun liked.
"Friend Daoist, what do you think of this bead in exchange for two bottles of Qi Yang Pill and two middle-grade spirit weapons?"
A young man in green shirt in his twenties squatted down, took out a golden bead the size of a longan kernel, and handed it to Wang Qingjun.
Wang Qingjun took the golden bead, a burst of red light lit up in his palm, and a red flame appeared out of thin air, enveloping the golden bead.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the golden beads still showed no signs of melting.
Out of caution, Wang Qingjun took out a red flying knife and injected it with mana. The red flying knife burst into a dazzling red light and struck the golden bead. There was a muffled sound of metal colliding, and there was no trace on the golden bead.
Wang Qingjun was secretly delighted, this golden bead is by no means an ordinary thing, even a single blow from a high-grade spiritual weapon failed to leave the slightest trace.
He didn't show any abnormality on his face, and said: "Your golden bead is so small, even if it is a second-level refining material, I will be at a disadvantage in exchange for two bottles of nourishing qi pills and two middle-grade spiritual weapons, unless you take it again Get one, and I can give you an extra middle-grade spiritual weapon."
"I only have one. It is inherited from my ancestors. I heard from my great-grandfather that this bead may be a third-order material. If I exchange it with you, you will take advantage."
Wang Qingjun rolled his eyes, took out a piece of rag and half a bronze mirror, and said, "See, this is a treasure map and a fragment of a magic weapon, do you believe it?"
"Here... for two bottles of Qi Yang Pill and a middle-grade spirit weapon, this is the head office! You have tried it too, my bead didn't even hurt the top-grade spirit weapon, it must be a second-order Material."
"make a deal."
Wang Qingjun happily agreed, and handed over two bottles of Yangqi pills and a middle-grade spirit weapon to the young man in Qingshan.
In the next two hours, people successively exchanged strange things with Wang Qingjun, and Wang Qingjun exchanged them with a piece of rusty iron. Wang Qingjun was not sure about the fragments of high-level magic weapons, as long as he felt that there were weird things, he took them away.
As the sky darkened, Wang Qingjun put away the stall and walked towards a teahouse not far away.
On the third floor of the teahouse, Wang Qingqi and five Foundation Establishment cultivators were exchanging alchemy experience.
Wang Qingqi is the only second-level alchemist in the clan. He has many alchemy classics, but no one communicates with him, so it is difficult for him to improve his alchemy level.
The Wang family holds the Qinglian Xiaohui every five years. After many times, the Qinglian Xiaohui has become a major event in Ningzhou. Wang Qingqi used the popularity of the Qinglian Xiaohui to meet several second-tier alchemists. He was born in a cultivating family and had no fellowship. Wang Qingqi organized an exchange meeting to share his experience in alchemy, which solved some doubts in his heart.
"It's not too early today, let's come here! Fellow Daoists, let's exchange alchemy experience here tomorrow, if possible, fellow Daoists, recommend a few second-level alchemists, so that we can exchange ideas and make progress together. "
Wang Qingqi glanced at the darkened sky and said sincerely.
After the alchemy cultivator appeared in the Wang family, Wang Qingqi, the organizer of the exchange meeting, became more and more consolidated. He was only on the second floor of the foundation, but other second-tier alchemists gave him face.
"Definitely, definitely, friend Wang Daoist, farewell."
Wang Qingqi personally sent them away, giving them enough face.
(End of this chapter)
