Chapter 1923： Xuanqing Shuangjiao, Master Blood Sword

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When he came to the third floor, Wang Changsheng saw more than a dozen cultivators of God Transformation. They were sitting in different places, and most of them were alone.

The two disciples of the Long family he had met before were also there. Seeing Wang Changsheng, the young man in the golden shirt stood up and clasped his fists.

"Huang Fugui."

Wang Changsheng blurted out, anyway, no one in Xuanyang Realm knew Huang Fugui.

"Huang Fugui! Daoist friends' names are simple and easy to remember, much more interesting than the old man's name."

An old man in green robe with a hunchback said with a smile, the old man in green robe was slightly pale, thin, with a goatee, and looked sick.

"Old man Wu Yong."

The old man in green robe reported his name.

"It turned out to be fellow Daoist Wu."

Wang Changsheng clasped his fists in a salute, found an empty table, and sat down.

One after another, the cultivators of God Transformation came up, and their cultivation ranged from the initial stage of God Transformation to the Great Perfection of God Transformation, and they each found a place to sit down.

Half an hour later, Li Yanchuan came up, and beside him, followed by two women with identical features, one woman wearing a blue ru skirt, the other wearing a purple folded skirt.

Their sleeves are embroidered with a small cyan mini tree, which seems to represent something.

"Xuanqing Shuangjiao."

Wang Changsheng recognized the identities of the two women. They were from the Xuanqing Sect. The Xuanqing Sect was one of the two sects, and the inheritance was older than that of Zhenhai Palace.

The Xuanqing faction has a pair of twin sisters. The two of them practice special exercises, and they can perform joint strikes. The outside world is called Xuanqing Shuangjiao.

"Fairy Fang, who is your elder sister? Who is your younger sister? I can't recognize it."

Long Ziyun said with a wry smile, there is no big difference between their bodies and facial features, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

"I am my elder sister Fang Yuyan, and she is my younger sister Fang Yufei."

The girl in the blue dress explained with a smile.

The three found an empty table and sat down, right next to Wang Changsheng.

Li Yanchuan chatted with the Fang sisters and ignored the other monks.

After a while, no monk came up.

"Fellow Daoist Long, no one should be here! Let's start!"

Wu Yong urged.

"Wu Daoyou wait a moment, there is another Daoist friend."

Long Ziyun said politely.

At this moment, a slight footstep sounded, and a blue-shirted man with a height of nine feet came up. The blue-shirted man had a scary scar on his left face, carrying a long knife on his back, and the scabbard was wrapped in sackcloth. His eyes were as sharp as knives, his face was full of long beards, and his body exuded a strong evil spirit. Seeing the fluctuation of his mana, he was obviously a cultivator of the Great Perfection of God Transformation.

"Xue Dao, aren't you being hunted down by more than a dozen fifth-order monsters? You've been missing for so long, and you thought you were dead!"

Wu Yong said in surprise, his eyes full of fear.

"I'm not dead even if you die, it's just a dozen or so fifth-order monsters, won't you run if you can't beat me?"

The big man in blue shirt said disapprovingly, his tone was cold.

"Blood knife!"

Wang Changsheng had heard of this person, Su Yunfeng, the master of the blood saber. This person is a loose cultivator. I don’t know where to get the inheritance of swordsmanship.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's drink tea and chat together!"

Long Ziyun greeted them to sit down, Long Ziyue took out a set of exquisite tea sets and a cyan tea pot, and brewed tea on the spot.

Wang Changsheng noticed that the tea leaves were blood red.

Soon, a strong fragrance drifted away.

Wang Changsheng took a light sniff, feeling a little hot in his body and shaking his spirit.

"Long Xianzi, this is your dragon family's exclusive spirit tea, blood dragon! I heard that this kind of spirit tea can strengthen the blood, and the monks with severe blood loss can drink this tea to heal their wounds."

Fang Yufei asked curiously.

"Blood dragon tea can strengthen the blood, it can indeed be used to heal wounds, and the effect of medicinal herbs is better. This tea is most suitable for physical training. Drinking it regularly can strengthen the body. Drinking a small amount of tea has little effect. Blood dragon tea can only be picked once in a thousand years. , we got some blood dragon tea, and specially brought it here to invite you fellow Taoists to taste it."

Long Ziyue explained with a smile, with a warm tone.

There are more than 20 spiritual monks, each of whom has a cup of blood dragon tea, and the tea is blood red.

Wang Changsheng took a small sip, and as soon as the tea fell on his stomach, a burst of hot air rose in his abdomen, and immediately after, his whole body was dry and hot, and the blood in his body seemed to boil.

"Good, good tea."

Wang Changsheng drank it, his whole body was hot, his face flushed red, his skin turned blood red, and he could clearly see the blood vessels under his skin.

Su Yunfeng drank the blood dragon tea without saying anything.

After half an hour, everyone returned to normal.

The monks chatted, from the recent situation in Xuanyang Realm to some secrets in the Xiuxian Realm.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I heard that your Zhenhai Palace elders are refining heavy treasures, have you refined them yet?"

Long Ziyun asked curiously, Zhenhai Palace bought five elements of materials wantonly, and the high-level refiner did not show up for several years, obviously refining heavy treasures.

"I don't know, I'm just fighting."

Li Yanchuan shook his head and said, his tone changed, and said: "I heard that your dragon family has cultivated a sixth-order Jiaolong, I wonder if there is such a thing?"

Long Ziyun chuckled lightly and said, "Young Daoist Li is joking, how can a sixth-order flood dragon be so easy to cultivate. Let's exchange some things with each other while everyone is gathered together!"

He took out twenty kinds of materials, demon pills, demon beast materials, ores, spirit beast eggs, medicinal pills, spirit medicines, talismans, and so on.

"This is the spirit beast egg of the tortoise, hatching is the second-order, and these materials are exchanged for things of equal value."

Long Ziyun opened his mouth and introduced.

Wang Changsheng didn't have many things that he could exchange, and Long Ziyun took out a lot of things, but there was nothing that particularly moved his heart.

This is not surprising. If you want to exchange for good things, you have to come up with good things.

"Fellow Daoist Long, as you are, it's not difficult to take out a few Thousand Spirit Pills!"

Li Yanchuan frowned and asked, Qianling Dan is a fifth-order medicinal pill, which is beneficial to the advancement of spirit beasts.

Long Ziyun pondered for a while took out a cyan jade box, opened it, and found three pale golden pills inside, exuding a strange fragrance.

"Last time at the exchange meeting, Fellow Daoist Long took out ten Thousand Spirit Pills, why did you take out three this time?"

Li Yanchuan wondered.

Long Ziyun laughed dryly and explained: "Affected by the raw materials, we can't come up with too many Thousand Spirit Pills at present, we can only take out three."

Li Yanchuan pondered for a while, took out a cyan jade box, and handed it to Long Ziyun.

Long Ziyun opened the box cover, glanced at it quickly, then closed the box cover again, and handed Li Yanchuan a Thousand Spirit Pill.

The other monks took out things for Long Ziyun to check and exchanged items.

Most of the things Long Ziyun took out were exchanged, and the three Thousand Spirit Pills were exchanged and fell into the hands of Li Yanchuan and the Fang sisters.

The other monks took out items and displayed them one after another, saying what they wanted to exchange.