Chapter 151： track

In a secret room, three men and one woman are drinking tea and chatting. They are Sun Junyan of Tianbingmen, Tong Tiantian of Yulingmen, Li Haifeng of Huangsheng Palace, and Feng Yue of Tianxingpai. All four are monks at the stage of forming pills, and Li Haifeng has the highest cultivation base. , Nine layers of Pill formation.

"The auction is finally over, and I don't know if Li Yang and the others will be fooled."

Tong Tianwen smiled and said, "We still have a very good chance of success. The Qingyu Pill has been stored for too long, but the five Qingyu Pills have been soaked in beauty tears. Beauty tears are fourth-order poisons. Flowers are the main medicine. It is prepared from a variety of five hundred years of elixir. It is colorless and tasteless. The most important thing is that this poison is a chronic poison. After taking this poison for several years, there will be no problem. Even Chen Hongtian, the owner of the Valley of Medicine King Checking it in person will not find any problems. Li Shixian is practicing wood attribute exercises, and he is already at the seventh level of formation. The sapphire pill can improve his cultivation. There are less than twenty monks and less than three people practicing wood attribute exercises. We have gone through with them in advance. There are no wood attributes in the five finale auction items. Of course, the most critical part, The Qingyu Dan was brought out by Huang Fugui, who was born in Chu State, and Li Shixian never imagined that Huang Fugui would cooperate with us."

"Huang Fugui relied on stealing his predecessor's cave for a living, and he has also sold the magic pills left by his predecessors in the past. Li Shixian should not doubt that Huang Fugui is just a loose cultivator and suddenly entered the stage of forming pills. Many people speculate. He found the high-ranking monk's sitting in the cave, and Huang Fugui took out the sapphire pill, which was reasonable and reasonable, but Huang Mazi's acting was too much. In the public, drinking and retreating the foundation-building monk felt very mindless. Will Li Shixian be suspicious of this? ?"

"Probably not, Huang Fugui is notorious for bullying the soft and fearing the hard, and what he does is also in line with his character, and he can be regarded as acting in his true colors. Furthermore, he is practicing earth-attribute exercises, and he saw a prototype of an earth-attribute magic weapon. , The reaction was a little more intense, which is not surprising. Although he discovered the high-level monk's sitting in the cave, who can guarantee that there must be an earth attribute magic weapon in it! It is not surprising that he has this reaction. Speaking of which, if Mrs. Feng hadn't come forward, Huang Fugui won't cooperate with us yet, and I don't know what ecstasy Mrs. Feng gave Huang Fugui, this guy will be obedient."

Feng Yue smiled indifferently and said, "I didn't give him any ecstasy, and he could get a prototype of a magic weapon in one play. It's strange that Jute doesn't agree, but this guy is too timid, and the auction is over. , slipped away immediately."

"He won't tell Li Shixian and the others! If that's the case, everything we've done will be in vain. In order to make Li Shixian fooled, we set up two traps. Qingyudan, this is the only thing that can kill Li Shixian without bloodshed."

"He doesn't dare, I have already told him, if this matter leaks out, our five sects of the Wei Kingdom will join forces to kill him, and he is also afraid that we will kill and kill him, so he will escape. This person is as timid as a mouse and has always been eating Soft and fearful, he has no relationship with Li Shixian and will not offend us for Li Shixian's sake. The most important thing is that Huang Fugui left as soon as the auction ended, and he didn't even know that Li Shixian took the Qingyudan."

Li Haifeng looked satisfied and said, "That's good. As long as Li Shixian takes the Qingyu Pill, he will die of poisoning within five years. Let's discuss when to attack Song and where to attack."

Half a year passed quickly.

In a quiet courtyard, three brothers Wang Changsheng, Wang Changxing and Wang Changxing were drinking and chatting in the courtyard.

"Big brother, third brother, I'm going back, you guys should be more careful."

Wang Changsheng exhorted with a solemn expression.

He helped Wang Changfeng to refine a middle-grade magic weapon, Fire Bead. The materials provided by Wang Changfeng could have been used to make a high-grade magic weapon, but Wang Changsheng's level of refining was not enough, so he only made a middle-grade magic weapon.

Wang Changsheng felt a little remorse in his heart, but Wang Changfeng didn't blame him. Instead, he comforted Wang Changsheng and praised his high level of refining.

In addition to being moved, Wang Changsheng patted his chest and promised that he would make a top-grade magic weapon for Wang Changfeng in the future.

"We will, ninth brother, after you go back, you should give the second sister's letter to the second uncle, and let the clan make more preparations. It's better to move some clansmen to Chu country. In this way, even if something happens to us, It can still retain some blood, so that it will not be exterminated."

Wang Changfeng suggested, with a heavy tone.

Wang Changsheng nodded, "Chu country? I also have this plan. I'd better send back Shutu Zhensha first, and try to get another foundation-building cultivator in the clan."

Satisfied with food and wine, Wang Changsheng bid farewell to Wang Changfeng and Wang Changxing and left White Dragon Valley.

After leaving the White Dragon Valley, Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeves, and two blue lights flew out from his sleeves. They were two watermelon-sized blue circles with a crescent moon on them.

Wang Changsheng made a mid-grade flying instrument, the Blue Moon Wheel, using blue Mongolia jade and various water-attribute materials.

He jumped up, and the magic trick was pinched, and the blue moon wheel carried him to the sky, and it didn't take long to disappear into the sky.

The Bailing Mountains are located in the northeast of Wei State.

The Heifeng Mountains are located at the junction of Wei State and Song State, stretching for thousands of miles, with steep mountains and dense vegetation. The mountain gate of Bailingmen is here.

A certain lush peak with buildings of various sizes.

On the top of the peak, in a quiet courtyard, a woman in a yellow dress with delicate features stood in the stone pavilion, looking into the distance with a sad face.

In addition to the woman in the yellow dress, there is also a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face. There are two plates of snacks and a pot of spirit tea on the table.

The woman in the yellow dress is naturally Wang Changxue, she already has the ninth level of Qi Refining.

"Senior Brother Ye, my brother and the others are okay! Uncle Zhao didn't do anything to them!"

The middle-aged man grinned and said, "Don't worry! Junior Sister Wang, Uncle Zhao didn't hurt your brother or the other clansmen. As long as you stay in the yard honestly, they will be fine."

"Senior Brother Ye, I really don't know why Master Zhao asked me to write a letter to the clan, I hope the clan won't be unlucky because of me!"

Wang Changxue smiled bitterly, her mouth full of bitterness.

"Junior Sister Wang, you are worrying too much. Uncle Zhao and the others have no other intentions. If they want to harm you, they will not let you enter." The middle-aged man comforted. Junior Sister Wang, in a few years, you will be able to go home, you don't have to worry too much."

Wang Changxue's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Senior Brother Ye, do you mean that the fight will start in a few years?"

"I didn't say anything, Junior Sister Wang, don't make it difficult for me. What I can tell you is that in a few years, you will be able to go home. You should practice with peace of mind! There is no need to cause trouble."

Wang Changxue let out a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Ye, I know what to do."

The resources of monsters in the Black Wind Mountains are not rich, the spiritual energy is weak, and there are few people. Occasionally, there are immortal cultivators passing by, and they will not stop there.

On this day, a blue light appeared in the sky, landing on the top of a mountain outside the Black Wind Mountains from far to near.

It was Wang Changsheng.

After leaving the White Dragon Valley, Wang Changsheng went straight to the Song Kingdom, and the journey was safe.

However, two days ago, he suddenly discovered that someone was following him. If it weren't for his stronger consciousness, he would not have been able to discover the existence of the other party.

There is only one person on the other side, and his cultivation base is above Wang Changsheng.

After careful consideration, Wang Changsheng intends to get rid of this tail. If he is brought back to the family, there will be endless troubles.

He can now control seven puppet beasts at the same time. He has five second-order low-grade puppet beasts and one second-order middle-grade puppet beast on his body. He feels that his chances of winning are still very high.

"Your Excellency has followed me for so long, how long do you want to follow me? Do you think I don't know about your existence?"

Wang Changsheng looked in a certain direction and said coldly.

"Hey, Your Excellency thinks too highly of yourself. It was Fang who let you find out that I was following, not you who found that Fang was following."

A confident voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as the voice fell, a black light flew out from the ground in the distance, and after a few flashes, it landed not far in front of Wang Changsheng.

"Fang Mu, it's you!"

Surprise flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and his face became solemn.

The person who came was Fang Mu. He was still carrying a black coffin, and his boots were shiny black, which was a flying instrument.

"It's Fang. Ming people don't speak secretly. Daoist friends obediently hand over the yin attribute materials on their bodies. Fang can leave you a whole corpse."

Although Fang Mu's tone was flat, he was full of confidence.