Chapter 422： Return to Wei State

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The second finale auction item is three third-order middle-grade golden talismans. The defense power is comparable to that of a third-order magic weapon. It can be used repeatedly. , the high price of 90,000. The third final auction item is two bottles of third-order medicinal herbs to eat Zhidan, which is suitable for cultivators who practice fire attribute exercises.

"The fourth finale auction item, a first-order mid-grade defensive magic weapon, a golden umbrella, has a base price of 300,000 spirit stones, and each increase shall not be less than 20,000."

The middle-aged man took out a small golden umbrella and said loudly.

This defensive magic weapon aroused many scrambles among the cultivators of the formation of pills, and finally sold at a high price of 620,000.

Wang Changsheng watched the treasures being photographed. He was very envious, and envied. He would not open his mouth casually. The most urgent task at the moment was to promote the family's spiritual veins. Only then can you be eligible to obtain more resources for cultivation of immortals.

The last finale auction item is a set of third-order mid-grade defensive formations with a seven-star hybrid formation. The main formation flag is a magic weapon, and there are thirty-six magic weapon-level secondary formation flags. 800,000 sky-high price.

After taking away the third-order formation, the middle-aged man clasped his fists at the crowd and said with a smile, "The auction is now over. Thank you fellow Taoists for coming to participate in the Guangyuan Dharma Conference. After a hundred years, we will hold the Guangyuan Dharma Conference again, everyone. Daoist friends must come to support."

Hearing this, the cultivators of Pill Jie who were present left the venue one after another.

Wang Changsheng stood at the door of Duobao Palace, waiting for Guangdong Ren and Wang Huashan.

Not long after, Guangdong Ren and Wang Huashan came out.

Wang Changsheng greeted them and walked out together.

"Guang Daoyou, Wang Daoyou, how do you usually earn spiritual stones? It's not all supported by the people below!"

Wang Changsheng asked curiously, there are too many spiritual stones needed to advance to the spiritual veins, and he cannot rely solely on his clansmen, he has to work hard himself.

"There are many ways to earn Spirit Stones, but you have just formed pills, first cultivate for several decades, and then advance to the second floor of Pill Formation. The cultivation base is too low, and you won't have any good things. If you can't do it, you will go to Bailingmen. After cultivating for decades, you just went to Bailingmen to cultivate, and it is not that you will not return to the family."

Guangdong Ren said sincerely.

Wang Changsheng could hear the concern in Guangdong Ren's words, and his heart was warm, but he still thought that the golden den and the silver den were not as good as his own dog kennel. He would rather spend more time earning spirit stones than go to Bailingmen. Cultivation, if he goes to Bailingmen to cultivate, what will other clansmen think? They would probably feel that Wang Changsheng disliked the family and wanted to join the sect. If things went on like this, the clan would become estranged.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng would rather go back to Qinglian Villa to stay than go to Bailingmen to cultivate.

After leaving Guangyuan City, the three of Wang Changsheng turned into three escaped lights and flew towards Wei State.

More than half a year later, Wang Changsheng and Guangdong Ren returned to Wei State, and Wang Huashan returned to Chu State.

"Master, this disciple has bid farewell to you here, and the disciple is going back to Qinglian Villa."

In private, Wang Changsheng still calls Guangdong Ren his master.

"Changsheng, I'll ask you again, you really don't want to go back to Bailingmen to practice with your teacher? You didn't abandon your family when you went to Bailingmen to practice."

Guangdong Ren looked serious.

Wang Changsheng shook his head and asked earnestly, "Master, if you enter the Nascent Soul Stage, and the Taiyi Immortal Sect asks you to practice at the Taiyi Immortal Sect, what would you do?"

Guangdong Ren pondered for a while, and said, "I will work hard to earn spiritual stones and promote the spiritual veins of the sect to the fourth rank as soon as possible."

"The disciple also thinks the same way, the golden den and the silver den are not as good as your own dog kennel."

Guangdong Ren sighed, pondered for a moment, and said: "Forget it, for the sake of calling me a master, let's be a good teacher to the end! Please go back and count how many spirit stones there are in the clan, I will Take the sect's Array Master to your Qinglian Villa to help you advance to the spiritual veins, give as many spiritual stones as you have first, and return the rest as soon as possible."

When Wang Changsheng heard this, he was overjoyed. He bowed to Guangdong Ren and said gratefully, "The disciple has thanked the master."

Guangdong Ren smiled slightly and said, "You didn't sell Jin Yanguo!"

Wang Changsheng took out two golden nuts and handed them to Guangdong Ren.

He still has a golden fruit, which he intends to keep as a spare. The seven hundred-year-old fire-type spirit fruit is still a relatively precious thing for the current Wang family.

"These two golden fruits are counted as your 80,000 spirit stones, and there are still 320,000 left. You can make as many as your family can collect!"

Wang Changsheng bowed again, chatted with Guangdong Ren for a few words, and flew towards Qinglian Villa.

Qinglian Villa, a quiet courtyard.

Wang Qingyuan's family of four is having dinner. Wang Qingyuan currently has two sons, Wang Qiuzheng and Wang Qiulang.

Each person has a bowl of purple potato porridge and two steamed buns, which is the dinner for their family of four.

Wang Qiuzheng was seven years old. When he was growing up, his appetite was relatively large. A bowl of purple potato porridge quickly bottomed out, and two steamed buns soon fell into his stomach.

"Dad, I'm still hungry!"

Wang Qiuzheng stared at the steamed bun in Wang Qingyuan's hand and swallowed.

Wang Qingyuan sighed and handed the steamed bun in his hand to Wang Qiuzheng.

"Husband, go and tell the owner of the house! Give out a little more Linggu every month, even if we adults can't get enough to eat, and the children can't get enough to eat, last time I took Qiuzheng and the others back to their parents' house, and they were at the dinner table. Gobble it up and make my mother's family laugh."

Fang Siqing complained and handed Wang Qiuzheng his steamed buns.

"It's not just like this in our family, so are others, just bear with it! It'll be fine after this period of time."

"I've been away for a few years, how did the family become like this, the children can't get enough to eat? They are the future of our royal family." A familiar male voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng walked in, his brows furrowed.

"Nephew pays respects to Ninth Uncle."

Seeing Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingyuan showed joy, and hurriedly bowed to Wang Changsheng, and Fang Siqing followed.

"Okay, the false ceremony will be avoided. Qingyuan will come with me. I have only been away for a few years, and the children can't get enough to eat."

Wang Changsheng stepped out and walked outside, and Wang Qingyuan hurriedly followed.

"Ninth uncle, it's not about the owner. The main reason is that I spent more this month, so I didn't have any extra spiritual stones to buy Linggu."

Wang Changsheng waved his hand and said, "How many spiritual stones are there in the clan?"

"Twenty-five thousand four thousand seven hundred and forty-five spirit stones, of which 110,000 were collected by the second aunt and the fourteenth uncle, and the rest were accumulated by the whole family in the past few years."

Wang Changsheng was shocked when he heard this number.

After he left for four years, the whole clan actually accumulated 140,000 spirit stones, and Wang Changxue and Wang Changping were able to make up 110,000 spirit stones, which was incredible.

"The owner of the family will increase income and reduce expenditure, save expenses, send some clansmen out to do things, be guides or work for others to earn spirit stones, Jiu Shen and the others put down their cultivation, or refining talismans, or refining magical tools, puppet beasts, or refining array flags, Uncle 18 and the others led a team to hunt down monsters Only then can they accumulate 140,000 stones in four years. As for the second aunt and the fourteenth uncle, I heard that the second aunt borrowed the foundation monks from Bailingmen. , three to five hundred less, three to five thousand more, and only 110,000 spirit stones are made."

Wang Qingyuan explained slowly.

Wang Changsheng was very moved when he heard this. According to Wang Qingyuan, the family has been a machine for earning spirit stones for the past four years. Thicker than water, this is family.

At the critical moment, you still have to rely on your own relatives.

"You go and tell Qingkai that open source can be opened, but the cost of saving can't keep children hungry, and the elderly can't wear warm clothes. You can save in other ways. In addition, bring back the clansmen you sent out, and the cultivator of the foundation will restore the original form. If you are in a state, you can practice when you need to practice, you don’t need to put down your practice to earn spirit stones, you already have spirit stones that can be promoted to spirit veins.”

Wang Changsheng still has 130,000 spirit stones and a golden scorpion fruit, and he still needs 320,000 to advance to the spirit veins, which is enough.

"Yes, Uncle Ninth."

Wang Qingyuan agreed and turned to leave.