Chapter 372： Wang Lin

Wu State is a big country, and it is a front-line country for the human race to resist the demon race.

The human race has been developing the East Wasteland for thousands of years, and the demon race has not invaded the human race for a long time. country to do business.

The Tianquan Mountains are located in the northern part of Wu State, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles in a radius. The resources of monsters are rich, and some spiritual medicines that are relatively rare in the outside world are produced, attracting a large number of monks to hunt and kill monsters.

Tianquan Mountain, the three major square cities of Wu State, is located here.

Deep in the Tianquan Mountains, in a hidden valley.

A huge cyan light curtain envelops more than a dozen deer with one-horned horns. The uni-horned deer are blue-spotted and large in size. Their bodies are covered with scars and blood flow.

Around the cyan light curtain, Wang Qingshan and other more than a dozen members of the Wang family surrounded the cyan light curtain. Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao each held a palm-sized cyan formation plate, and the others each held a cyan formation flag.

They have been away from the family for five years. Although they are assisted by puppet beasts, there are still people who died tragically in the mouths of monsters. Hunting and killing monsters is a very dangerous thing.

There are still fourteen of them, and most of the puppet beasts are badly damaged and cannot be used. Fortunately, the second-tier high-grade puppet beasts can still be used, but Wang Qingshan rarely uses them and keeps them as a hole card.

They are now using shotguns instead of cannons, using formations to kill monsters, and try to avoid fighting head-on with monsters to reduce casualties.

"Give more effort, these one-horned deer won't be able to hold on for long, and a quick decision will be made."

Wang Changhao shouted in a low voice, the mana was injected into the array, and the array suddenly brightened, indicating that a cyan full moon pattern appeared.

After hearing this, Wang Qingshan and others poured a lot of mana into the array flag.

A large number of cyan light curtains emerged out of thin air in the cyan light curtain, and turned into one after another, there were thousands of cyan wind blades as long as one foot long.

The sound of "chi chi" breaking through the air was loud, and the dense blue wind blades shot towards the dozen or so unicorn deer.

The demon power of this group of one-horned deer was exhausted, and their bodies were covered with scars, and they could not resist the intensive attacks at all.

A burst of screams sounded one after another, and more than a dozen one-horned deer fell into a pool of blood one after another. The dead couldn't die any longer, and the blood stained the ground.

After killing the one-horned deer, they withdrew the formation, and Wang Qingjun and others stepped forward to dispose of the monster's body.

The single horn of the one-horned deer can be used for alchemy, and its meat is edible.

After processing the monster beast materials, Wang Qingshan raised his hand, and a cyan flying shuttle flew out, rising in the wind, and suspended at a height of a few feet above the ground.

After everyone went up, Wang Qingshan made a pinch, and the light of the blue flying shuttle rose sharply, flying towards the sky, turning into a blue light and disappearing into the sky.

A day later, the cyan shuttle landed at the foot of a towering peak mountain.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are buildings of different sizes, and a large number of monks come and go.

At the foot of the mountain stands a cyan stone tablet with three golden characters "Tianquan Mountain" engraved on it.

Wang Qingshan put away the blue shuttle and walked up the mountain with his clan.

Not long after, they stopped at the entrance of a five-story azure pavilion. The three characters "Tianquan Pavilion" were written on the brightly shining plaque.

"You wait here for us for a while, and come out soon."

Wang Changhao gave an order and walked in with Wang Qingshan, while Wang Qingjun and the other clansmen stayed where they were.

Not long after, Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan walked out with faint smiles on their faces.

Wang Changhao threw a green storage bag to Wang Qingjun and instructed: "Qingjun, this is your portion. If you have extra, go buy some good wine and food. Let's have a good meal and rest for a while."

"Okay, Uncle Eighteen."

Wang Qingjun smiled broadly, took the storage bag, and left with the other clansmen.

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan walked along the street, talking and laughing.

Half an hour later, they came to the door of a grocery store and put away the smiles on their faces.

The owner of Wang's grocery store is a 17- or 18-year-old girl in a green skirt. The store is filled with common materials. This store is not very eye-catching.

"Two seniors, is there anything I can help you with?"

The girl in the blue skirt showed a smile on her face and asked enthusiastically.

"Wang Xiaoyou, is it convenient for your grandfather to meet now?"

Wang Changhao said politely.

"Convenient, Grandpa is in the backyard, go find him yourself!"

Wang Changhao thanked him and walked to the backyard with Wang Qingshan.

In the backyard, an old man in green robes with white hair was lying on the Taishi chair, holding an ancient book in his hand, reading it with great interest.

Wang Changhao squeezed a smile on his face and said politely, "Friend Wang Dao, long time no see."

"If you have something to say, just let it go."

The old man in green robe said coldly.

Wang Changhao was not angry either, he gave Wang Qingshan a wink, Wang Qingshan took out a cyan wooden box and two cyan wooden boxes, and put them on the tea table beside the old man in green robe.

The old man in green robe put down the book and opened the blue wooden box and the blue wooden box.

Inside the cyan wooden box is a palm-sized blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum, indicating that several golden spiritual patterns are faintly visible, exuding a strange fragrance, and two cyan-colored wooden boxes contain two chi-long blood-colored ginseng.

The blue-robed old man's face softened, his sleeves rolled up, and he put away the blue jade box and the blue wooden box, and said indifferently, "It's good, I'll take it, what do you want, tell me!"

"We want a second-tier mid-rank enemy trapping formation. Of course, it's not enough to have Scarlet Blood Jinzhi and Scarlet Blood Ginseng. This is the remainder."

Wang Changqing took out a blue storage bag and handed it to the old man in green robe with both hands.

The old man in green robe swept away his consciousness, nodded in satisfaction, took out dozens of yellow formation flags and two yellow formation plates, and threw them to Wang Qingshan.

"This formation is called the Sandstorm Formation! The second-order high-grade monsters are trapped, and it is very difficult to escape. It is hard for immortal cultivators to say."

Wang Qingshan was ecstatic and said with a smile, "Thank you, fellow Daoist Wang."

"Nothing else, you can go."

The old man in green robe picked up the book and read it, ignoring Wang Changhao and the others.

Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao were not angry either. The old man in green robe was called Wang Lin, who was proficient in formation techniques and sold formation flags.

The arrays sold by Wang Lin are better than those on the market, but his temper is very stinky. He will sell the arrays only if he can get what he is satisfied with. Lingshi, he will not sell you the array flag array plate.

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan have been in contact with Wang Lin many times, and only then did they find out what Wang Lin likes It may be because of his age. Wang Lin likes alchemy materials that nourish qi and blood most, except for alchemy materials, He has little regard for other materials.

After a cup of tea, Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao appeared in a quiet courtyard with a three-story cyan attic.

"Uncle Eighteen, this Wang Lin is proficient in formation techniques. It would be great if this person could join our Wang family. It would be much more convenient for us to hunt monsters in the future."

Wang Qingshan took a sip of spirit tea and said casually.

"This person is definitely not a loose cultivator. With his ability, there should be no forces to shut him out. He does not belong to other forces. You may not be interested in our family, and if you anger him, you will lose more than you gain."

Wang Changhao said solemnly.

The big shops in Fang City also sell second-order arrays, but the quality is not as good as Wang Lin's, and the quality is more expensive. Wang Lin's temper is a bit stinky. It doesn't matter, if it annoys Wang Lin, it will be a big loss.

Wang Qingshan nodded and said with a smile: "I see, I just said it casually. With his achievements in formation, it is impossible for him to belong to our royal family."

A seductive aroma wafted out of the attic. Wang Qingjun walked out of the attic and said with a smile, "Uncle Eighteen, Brother Seven, the food is ready, come and eat! Just waiting for you."

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan responded and walked towards the blue attic.