Chapter 127 Lin Junting (third)

Two middle-grade spirit stones were placed in the body of the second-level puppet beast, but they released several intermediate spells, and the spiritual energy consumption was too high. In order to escape, Wang Changsheng had to abandon the two second-level puppet beasts. Died at the hands of ghosts.

Wang Changsheng had encountered ghost generals before, but there were not so many low-level ghosts belonging to ghost generals. He used the second-level puppet beasts and second-level magic symbols to destroy the ghost generals.

According to his estimate, the ghost general just now has at least the strength of building a seven-level foundation, and it is difficult for a middle-grade magic weapon to harm it, and a second-level magic talisman is probably not able to destroy it, so Wang Changsheng can only choose to retreat.

The clansmen who were still alive just now died in a blink of an eye. The faces of Wang Changsheng and five people were all ugly, and Wang Changhui was still unconscious.

"Uncle Six, I'm all to blame for this. If we hadn't chosen to fly through the Xuanyin Forest at the beginning, it might not have ended like this."

Wang Changsheng blamed himself, his face was full of guilt.

Wang Mingzhan patted Wang Changsheng's shoulder lightly, and comforted him, "I don't blame you for being immortal. The dark energy in the Xuanyin forest is so heavy. If you walk, more people may die. The world is unpredictable. Who knows what will happen in the future? No matter you No matter what decision you make, Uncle Six will support you."

"Yeah! Changsheng, I don't blame you for this matter. The yin energy here is so strong that the spiritual sense can't play a big role. It is very difficult to use the spiritual sense to find ghosts. Let's hurry to the designated place! Six Mei Lieyang Dan can't last long."

Wang Mingxiao suggested.

Wang Changsheng nodded: "Rest for half an hour, eat something before going on the road."

Half an hour later, a tortoise puppet carried Wang Changsheng and six people to the distance and disappeared into the vast mountain.

On a certain black plain that stretches as far as the eye can see, there is a cyan flag with a height of more than ten feet. There is a cyan sun pattern on the flag, and the aura is shining. Under the cyan flag, there are more than a dozen simple black stone houses and a Two-story black stone building.

Outside a certain stone house, several disciples of the Qingyang Sect's Qi Refining Stage gathered together to chat.

"It's been almost half a month, and there are less than five Xiuxian families who have arrived at the designated place. It's really useless."

A young man in a yellow shirt complained in a low voice.

"That's right, I don't think those cultivating families need to take action, this sect can sweep away the ghosts in Guiyuan, it's not worth it..."

"Are you guys free? Gathered to chatter while on duty?" A cold male voice sounded.

A young man in green shirt appeared behind them at some unknown time.

"Uncle Chen!"

Several monks in the Qi refining period hurriedly saluted.

The young man in yellow shirt explained with a smile on his face, "Master Chen, all the ghosts within a radius of 100 miles have been cleaned up by Master Li. There is no way to cultivate here, and no one comes, so we got together to chat."

"Isn't that human? Quickly take them over and replenish the Lieyang Pill, so as not to ruin Master Li's important business."

The young man in green shirt pointed to the distance and said.

Looking in the direction pointed by the young man in green shirt, he saw a huge turtle crawling towards here quickly, and he could vaguely see several figures on the turtle's back.

"Yes, Uncle Chen."

Several disciples in the Qi refining period responded and walked up quickly.

"finally reached."

Wang Changchang breathed a sigh of relief, and his pale face showed a look of relief.

They kept on going day and night, fearing that the people from Qingyang Sect would leave. After three days and three nights, they finally arrived at the designated place.

Wang Changhui has regained consciousness, but his complexion is pale, and the complexions of Wang Mingzhan and the others are not much better.

The six Lieyang Pills had been used up a long time ago, and they rushed to the designated place only after holding on forcibly.

Seeing several Qingyang Sect disciples rushing over, Wang Changsheng manipulated the turtle puppet to speed up.

It didn't take long for the puppet king tortoise to arrive in front of several Qingyang sect disciples.

The youth in the yellow shirt took out the registration book, and after verifying the identities of the six Wang Changshengs, he gave them Lieyang Pills, two bottles for Wang Changsheng, and one bottle for each of the five Wang Mingzhans.

A monk in the Qi refining period brought Wang Changsheng and others to a stone house and said, "You guys rest here! I will call you if something happens."

Wang Changchang breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in with Wang Mingzhan and the other five.

After traveling for three days and three nights, Wang Changsheng and the six of them had little mana and consciousness left, so they had to take a good rest.

The stone house is not particularly large, and the interior is divided into multiple areas by wooden boards, which is a bit rudimentary.

After settling down the tribe, Wang Changsheng sat down cross-legged, took out a Lieyang Pill and took it.

The elixir melts in the mouth, turning into a warm current, flowing in the body.

After a whole week, Wang Changsheng felt warm all over.

An hour later, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes.

The place is full of Yin Qi, making it impossible to practice. He took out a white storage bag and poured out all the contents.

This is the storage bag of the old man in white robe, with a size of three feet.

There are three middle-grade magic tools, two blue flying swords and a white jade ruler. The white jade ruler is a defensive magic weapon. In addition to the three magic weapons, there are more than 500 pieces of spiritual stones and some materials.

The most valuable thing is a 400-year-old black Ganoderma lucidum, besides that, there are two 300-year-old black grasses.

Wang Changsheng repeatedly identified them, but he didn't know the names of the black ganoderma and black grass, let alone their efficacy.

The most regrettable thing is that Wang Changge's five people were killed by ghosts, and the two second-order puppet beasts were also forced to abandon them.

Wang Changsheng didn't know how long he would stay in Guiyuan, but he knew that the stronger his strength, the greater his chance of surviving.

Cultivation is not allowed here. It takes too long to refine a magic weapon or a second-order puppet beast. Sacrificial magic weapon is the best choice.

He didn't have a defensive magic weapon in his hand yet, so he threw the white jade ruler forward, opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of energy, wrapping the white jade ruler inside...

Three days later, a tall and thin old man in green robe came to the stone house where Wang Changsheng was. As soon as the old man in green robe approached the stone house, Wang Mingzhan, who was sitting at the door, quickly got up and asked with a smile, "Senior, what advice do you have? "

The green-robed old man smiled slightly, and said politely: "You Wang Daoyou from Qinglian Mountain lives here? My old man Hongyeling Lin Junting specially came to visit Wang Daoyou."

"Hongyeling Lin Family?"

When Wang Mingzhan heard this, the smile on his face froze immediately.

If it wasn't for the disciples of the Zixiaomen who sent the order to the Wang family to send Qing Zhuang there, Wang Changge might not have died. The disciples of the Zixiaomen must have been instructed by the Lin family to do this. It's no wonder that Wang Mingzhan has a good face.

Just as Wang Mingzhan was about to answer, Wang Changsheng came out. He cupped his fists at Lin Junting and said with a smile, "So it's Senior Lin. Changsheng has been famous for a long time. Please come inside."

Seeing this situation, Lin Junting nodded with a smile, and his heart was relieved.

He thought Wang Changsheng would face him coldly. It seemed that Wang Changsheng didn't know that the Lin family was plotting against the Wang family.

"You're still young after all!"

When Lin Junting saw Wang Changsheng greeted him with a smile, he felt a little contemptuous.

Wang Changsheng invited Lin Junting into the room, and the two sat facing each other.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I heard that your Wang family has many puppets for sale. I wonder if you can sell me two second-level puppets? There are no second-level puppets, but first-level top-level puppets are fine. After leaving the ghost abyss, the old man decides There are big rewards."

Lin Junting said with a smile, for this trip to Guiyuan, the Lin family sent a clan elder from the third floor of the foundation building and ten people from the Qi refining period.

Relying on Lin Yuxin's relationship, the Lin family bought several second-order talismans from Zixiaomen disciples, and also brought some magic power recovery pills.

They still misjudged the danger of Guiyuan, and there were heavy casualties. The Lin family arrived at the designated place. Besides Lin Junting, there were four other monks in the Qi refining period. They didn't know how long they would stay in Guiyuan. The puppet beast consumes spirit stones and is driven by spiritual consciousness. In a place like Guiyuan where the aura is weak, the puppet beast is a very good life-saving weapon.

Lin Junting bought it from the disciples of the Qingyang Sect at the beginning, but the disciples of the Qingyang Sect who can appear in Guiyuan are naturally not disciples who are good at refining weapons. They don't have many puppets on them, and the second-order puppets are even rarer. It's not enough to save your own life, and you won't sell it to others at all.

In desperation, Lin Junting had no choice but to ask Wang Changsheng for help.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and said: "Puppet beasts? It's easy to say, I have some puppet beasts on my body. Fellow Daoist Lin and we are from the same town, so we naturally need to help each other. A second-level low-grade puppet beast is worth it! It's not expensive!"

At the end, he raised two fingers.

Lin Junting frowned, and complained: "Two thousand? Fellow Daoist Wang, the second-tier low-grade puppet beasts on the market only sell for more than one thousand spirit stones. You are asking for two thousand, which is too expensive!"

"Friend Daoist Lin, you misunderstood me. I'm talking about 20,000, a second-order puppet beast, 20,000 spirit stones per piece, only sell one, and don't sell one less."

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, with a harmless smile on his face.

"What? Twenty thousand? Fellow Daoist Wang, are you joking with this old man?"

Lin Junting's face changed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, full of anger.

You know, a second-tier low-grade puppet beast on the market only sells for more than a thousand pieces of spirit stones, and Wang Changsheng asked for 20,000 yuan, which is almost a twenty-fold increase.

He understood that Wang Changsheng's smile just now was fake, and now he showed his true face.

Wang Changsheng smiled indifferently, and said seriously: "I never joke, there are many ghosts in Guiyuan, if there is a second-level low-grade puppet beast, what it means in Guiyuan, Senior Lin must be very clear, of course, if you buy it I can’t afford the second-tier puppet beasts, but there are also first-tier puppet beasts. A first-tier puppet beast costs 5,000 spirit stones, a middle-rank 3,000, and a first-tier low-rank 1,000. You don’t have to buy it, I didn’t force you to buy it.”