Chapter 393： Heavenly Soldiers Conference ends

Wei State, White Dragon Valley.

Wang Qingqing and other more than 30 craftsmen, all focused on crafting.

Every bluestone arena has a soundproof array, so that Wang Qingqing and others can make weapons with peace of mind.

Hundreds of cultivators were watching nearby, and Wang Changyue looked at Wang Qingqing with a nervous look in his eyes.

Wang Qingqing sat cross-legged on the futon, with a slightly pale complexion. Six pale golden flying needles were suspended in front of him. Each flying needle was about a foot long, and several spiritual patterns were faintly visible on the surface.

She moved her Fajue incessantly, and one after another, Fajue hit the six golden flying needles.

With the passage of time, the six golden flying needles have shrunk by one-third, becoming smaller and smaller, and it is not easy to find them without careful observation.

Wang Qingqing's complexion also turned pale, she took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a blue pill from it, and took it.

It didn't take long for her pale complexion to appear a little rosy, her magic skills changed, and a single magic attack hit a blue porcelain vase.

A large piece of cyan liquid flew out from the porcelain vase. With the change of Wang Qingqing's method, the cyan liquid was divided into six groups, each wrapped with a golden flying needle.

As time passed, the golden flying needle slowly turned blue, getting smaller and smaller, and it was impossible to check.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Qingqing's complexion turned pale again, and the six cyan flying needles became smaller and smaller.

When her technique changed, the six cyan flying needles suddenly increased in light, and after a while, the light dimmed, and the six flying needles fell to the ground.

Wang Qingqing breathed a long sigh of relief, a look of joy appeared on his pale cheeks.

She glanced at the bluestone arena where Tang Jingtian was. Tang Jingtian made a complete set of magic weapons, seven cyan darts, each of which was a top-grade magic weapon.

A look of astonishment flashed in Wang Qingqing's eyes. He was worthy of being a disciple of the immortal clan, and his level of refining was high.

The other refiners were also about to succeed in refining. Of course, there were also some who failed in refining and left early.

She put away the six cyan flying needles, put them in a wooden box, closed her eyes, and meditated to adjust her breath.

In the early morning of the second day, Li Hang sent someone to put away the magic tools refined by Wang Qingqing and other refiners, and the three second-order refiners of Tianbingmen would rate them.

Wang Qingqing's expression was a little nervous, but also a little excited. This was her first time participating in the weapon refining competition.

Half an hour later, Li Hang announced the results of the competition. Tang Jingtian won the first place, and Wang Qingqing was lucky to be in the top ten with seven high-grade instruments.

It is not easy to make a flying needle magic weapon, let alone a complete set of magic tools. This does not mean that her level of crafting is higher than others, but that some craftsmen are more difficult to refine in order to obtain a higher ranking. Some of the magic tools, such as clocks, mirrors, etc., have made mistakes in refining, and there is only one material, so they can only leave the venue with regret.

Wang Qingqing obtained a five-foot-long Bilingmu, which was three hundred years old, while Tang Jingtian obtained a talisman, which made others envious.

After Li Hang announced that the refining test was over, Wang Qingqing ran to Wang Changyue and said excitedly:

"Auntie, I won the tenth place."

Wang Changyue smiled and said, "That's right, but you can't be proud, there are many artifact refiners who fail to refine the more difficult instruments in order to get a higher ranking, otherwise you won't be able to get the tenth place. "

At this time, Tang Jingtian came over and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Fairy Wang! I will hold a banquet tonight and invite all fellow Daoists. You must come!"

Just as Wang Qingqing was about to agree, Wang Changyue took the lead and said apologetically, "Sorry, Daoyou Tang, we have an urgent matter today and I'm afraid we won't be able to go. Thank you for your kindness, sorry."

Tang Jingtian was a little disappointed and said with a smile, "It's okay, next time."

"must."

Wang Changyue left with Wang Qingqing. Wang Qingqing's heart was full of doubts, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Back at the residence, Wang Qingqing asked, "Auntie, Taoist friend Tang is very kind, why don't we go to the banquet?"

"You! You're still too young, think about it, why did Tianbingmen reward Tang Jingtian with a talisman? You know, Tianbingmen didn't say what the prize was, they could reward a spirit stone, and a talisman is comparable to a spirit stone. Much more precious."

Wang Changyue said meaningfully.

Wang Qingqing thought about it carefully and said, "Auntie, are you saying that the large-scale auction held by Tianbingmen should be related to Tang Jingtian?"

"That's right, I remember that the sect master of Tianbingmen has a granddaughter. If I guessed correctly, the Tang family should marry the lord of Tianbingmen, otherwise Tianbingmen would not have such a big battle. Children of the Xiuxian clan, you Don't deal with them less, our Wang family is just a small family, sticking a hot face to other people's cold ass, we can't queue up for our Wang family."

Wang Qingqing nodded and said, "Got it, auntie, at the auction the day after tomorrow, I hope I can buy a Foundation Establishment Pill."

"I hope so."

Time soon came to the day of the auction, and the auction venue was crowded with immortal cultivators.

Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing sat in the front and could clearly see the auction items.

"Clang clang clang!"

After three heavy bells rang, the auction started.

Li Hang walked quickly to the circular high platform in the center and said loudly: "Li Hang is in charge of presiding over this auction, the one with the highest price will get the first auction item, a complete set of five purple moon darts, each The pieces are all low-grade instruments, and the base price is one thousand spirit stones, and the price must not be less than one thousand each time."

Auction items appeared at the auction, and the transaction price of each item was thousands of spirit stones, and the atmosphere of the venue gradually became warmer.

"Three Foundation Establishment Pills, the base price is 10,000 spirit stones, and the price shall not be less than 1,000 spirit stones each time."

Li Hang took out three blue porcelain vases and shouted loudly.

"Ten thousand!"

"One in case!"

"twelve thousand!"

The competition for building a foundation pill is very fierce. Wang Changyue participated in the auction, but unfortunately, she was not able to bid for a foundation building pill.

There are too many immortal cultivators bidding, and the three foundation building pills were sold at high prices of 57,000, 59,000 and 62,000 respectively After taking away the foundation building Dan, Li Hang auctioned several more. As an auction item, Wang Changyue auctioned and bought a second-order mid-grade demon bee's inner elixir.

There are three items in the final auction, a talisman, a prototype of a magic treasure, and a third-order talisman. The prototype of the magic treasure sold for a sky-high price of 270,000.

As Wang Changyue expected, after the auction ended, Sun Junyan, the head of Tianbingmen, appeared and solemnly announced that his great-granddaughter was married to Tang Jingtian of the Tang family, and Tianbingmen and the Tang family were married.

Sun Junyan is the leader of the faction. He is willing to marry his great-granddaughter to Tang Jingtian, which shows how powerful the Tang family is.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the Wang family.

After the auction, Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing left White Dragon Valley, Wang Changyue returned to Wangjiabao, and Wang Qingqing returned to Qingyuefang City.

Wu State, Tianquan Mountain.

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan appeared at Wang's grocery store, and a girl in a green skirt received them.

"Wang Xiaoyou, is your grandfather here? We have something to do with him."

Wang Qingshan said politely.

"Two seniors, grandpa is in retreat, and I won't see any guests. I'm sorry."

Wang Changhao was a little disappointed and nodded: "That's fine! Let's come back another day."

He originally wanted to buy a second-order formation from Wang Lin, but since Wang Lin has retreated, he has no choice but to give up!

Half an hour later, Wang Changhao and other ten people appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Qingshan reluctantly forgot Tianquan Mountain, released a blue flying boat, and walked up.

After everyone walked up, Wang Qingshan made a pinch, and the light of the blue flying boat soared, carrying them towards the sky.