Chapter 409： Wang Qingjun

The Song family in Taihua Mountain is a local immortal cultivator force in South Korea. If the Song family occupies the second-order high-grade Earth Fire Spirit Vessel, it will be beneficial to the development of the Song family. Mobile terminal https://

Wang Changsheng was in desperate need of spiritual stones, and to improve his own strength and the spiritual vein of his family, he could only sell the Earth Fire Spirit Vein.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, if there is something important, just 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 Vessel?"

"Second-tier high-grade Earth Fire Spirit Vessels?"

Song Hefeng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little suspicious.

Although the relationship between Wei State and South Korea has eased, if the Earth Fire Spirit Vessel is in Wei State, Song Hefeng will not send someone to occupy it. There is no backer.

"Exactly, Fellow Daoist Song, rest assured that the Earth Fire Spirit Vessel is in South Korea, and Wang found it by chance."

The area of ​​South Korea is not small. Even if Song Hefeng mobilized the foundation-building cultivators of the Song family to dig three feet into the ground in South Korea, it would still be difficult to find the Earth Fire Spirit Vein.

Song Hefeng rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "When did Daoyou Wang reach out to South Korea? Since the Earth Fire Spirit Vessel is in Korea, does Daoyou Wang still have the right to dispose of it?"

When Wang Changsheng heard this, he smiled slightly: "A second-rank high-grade fire vein, the Korean cultivator 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 Vessels, but did not say the location.

"Friend Wang Dao, make a price!"

"200,000 spirit stones."

Wang Changsheng raised two fingers, he didn't expect to really sell 200,000, but the price was higher, and the transaction price would not be too low.

Naturally, Song Hefeng would not agree. After some bargaining between the two, Song Hefeng bought the news at a high price of 120,000 spirit stones, but he was only willing to pay one-third as a deposit. After the Song family occupied the second-order ground fire vein , pay the remaining two-thirds.

Wang Changsheng agreed, but he had one condition: the two should marry, and Wang Qingyang would marry a female monk with three spiritual roots from the Song family.

For the sake of the Earth Fire Spirit Vein, Song Hefeng agreed.

Qinglianfang City, a plaza with stalls.

The news that the Wang family held a ceremony for the formation of pills had spread early, and the in-laws of the Wang and Wang families rushed to Qinglianfang City early to wait for the celebration to be held.

As the Dandelion Ceremony is getting closer, there are more and more monks in Qinglianfang City.

Wang Qingjun sat in front of a booth with first-order medicinal herbs, spiritual tools, talismans, and puppet beasts. There was a sign next to it, which read: Not for sale, exchange for something of the same value, buy rare treasures at high prices .

Wang Qingjun is already on the ninth level of Qi Refining and has no foundation-building spirits. He does not dare to rashly attack the foundation-building stage. After all, he is a demon of the Three Spiritual Roots rather than the Heavenly Spiritual Roots. Only by contributing 5,000 points can he exchange a True Demon Spirit with his family. Qi, it is a pity that the family currently only has the true evil spirit of gold and earth attributes, and does not have the fire attribute true evil spirit that Wang Qingjun needs.

The foundation-building spirits often have ten thousand spirit stones. Over the years, he followed Wang Changhao to hunt down monsters and accumulated more than 4,000 spirit stones. It is far from enough to buy the foundation-building spirits.

Whenever there are large auctions or celebrations in Wei Kingdom, Wang Qingjun will definitely not be absent, and I hope to pick up the slack.

It also depends on luck. Wang Qingjun has participated in many celebrations, taking small advantages and suffering small losses.

Even if someone owns the treasures, they might be bought by others as soon as they are taken out.

Of course, this rare treasure is relative to the Qi refining period.

During this period of time, Wang Qingjun had seen many strange things, such as rocks that made frog calls, rags that were invulnerable to water and fire, and spirit wood that weighed as much as 100 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 cultivator after all, and it is impossible to see everything.

On this day, as usual, he continued to set up a stall in the square.

From time to time, someone would take out things to exchange with Wang Qingjun, but there was nothing that Wang Qingjun liked.

"This fellow Daoist, how do you feel about this bead in exchange for two bottles of Qi nourishing pills and two middle-grade spiritual tools?"

A young man in his twenties crouched down, took out a golden bead the size of a longan nucleus, and handed it to Wang Qingjun.

Wang Qingjun took the golden beads, a red light lit up in his palm, and a red flame appeared out of thin air, wrapping the golden beads.

After half an hour, 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 slashed on the golden beads. There was a muffled sound of metal collision, and there was no trace on the golden beads.

Wang Qingjun felt a burst of joy in his heart, this golden bead was by no means an ordinary thing, and even a single blow from a high-grade spirit weapon did not leave any traces.

There was no strangeness on his face, and he said: "This golden bead of yours is so small, even if it is a second-order refining material, I will be at a loss for two bottles of nourishing qi pills and two middle-grade spiritual tools, unless you use it again. If you get one, I can give you one more mid-grade spiritual weapon."

"I only have one, which is inherited from my ancestors. According to my great-grandfather, this bead may be a third-order material. If I exchange it with you, you are taking advantage of it."

Wang Qingjun rolled his eyes, took out a piece of rag and half-faced bronze mirror, and said, "Do you see it, this is a treasure map and a fragment of a magic weapon, do you believe it?"

"This...for two bottles of Qi nourishing pills and a medium-grade spirit tool, let's go to the head office! You've tried it too, and this bead of mine didn't even hurt the top-grade spirit tool, so it must be a second-order one. Material."

"make a deal."

Wang Qingjun happily agreed and handed over two bottles of Qi nourishing pills and a mid-grade spiritual tool to the young man in green shirt.

In the next two hours, people took out strange things and exchanged them with Wang Qingjun. Wang Qingjun exchanged for a piece of rusty iron. Wang Qingjun wasn't sure about the fragments of the magic weapon. As long as he thought there was something weird, he took it down.

The sky was getting dark Wang Qingjun put away the stall and walked towards a teahouse not far away.

On the third floor of the teahouse, Wang Qingqi and the five foundation-building cultivators were exchanging their experience in alchemy.

Wang Qingqi is the only second-order alchemist in the clan, and there are many alchemy books, but no one communicates with him, and his alchemy level is difficult to improve.

The Wang family holds the Qinglian Little Meeting every five years. After many times, the Qinglian Little Meeting has become a major event in Ningzhou. With the help of the popularity of the Qinglian Little Meeting, Wang Qingqi has met several second-order alchemists. He was born in a cultivating family and did not communicate with his peers. Wang Qingqi organized an exchange meeting and exchanged his alchemy experience by the way, which solved some doubts in his heart.

"It's not too early today, let's go here! Fellow Daoists, tomorrow morning, let's exchange our alchemy experience here again. If possible, fellow daoists can recommend a few second-order alchemists. Let's communicate 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-order alchemists gave him face.

"Certainly, definitely, Daoyou Wang, farewell."

Wang Qingqi sent them away in person, giving them enough face.

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