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Back in the backyard of Baigu Pavilion, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but be curious and asked Wang Mingzhan, "Uncle Six, why don't we take a picture of a bottle of Purple Jade Spiritual Water? It's not like we can't get 5,000 spirit stones."

Wang Mingzhan shook his head with a chuckle, and admonished: "You! You are still too young, didn't you realize that the finale auction items were all taken away by the VIPs upstairs? The Zhao and Liu families only sent a few Qi-refining experts. Cultivator, if you really want to buy a foundation-building spirit, how can you send a qi-refining cultivator here? Qinglian Mountain is not very far from Tianhefang City. The immortal-cultivating families in several counties near Ningzhou have sent foundation-building cultivators to participate in the auction. It is not safe for the Qi-refining monks to **** the foundation-building spiritual objects. Let the Qi refining cultivator escort? What is the difference between this and the child holding gold in the busy market?"

"You mean, the family doesn't want to buy the purple jade spirit water? We have spirit stones, why can't we buy the purple jade spirit water? The big deal is to let the second uncle go for a trip."

Wang Changsheng was greatly puzzled.

"Although we don't know it's the diluted purple jade spirit water, it's definitely not a very good thing that the Lin family can take out for auction. Their Lin family has not yet reached this level of lavishness. Besides, the spiritual objects that assist in foundation building are still foundation building pills. Best, if it is to build a foundation dan, the second uncle may come here, and for other things, don't disturb his old man.

Didn't you see it? The Lin family used the foundation-building spirit to attract many immortal families to send people to participate in the Tianhe small meeting, just to announce that the disciple of Zixiaomen would marry Lin Yuxin. If I guessed correctly, Lin Yuxin's husband is definitely not an ordinary disciple of Zixiaomen, saying It might be a disciple or descendant of the Jindan cultivator from Zixiaomen, otherwise the Lin family would not be publicizing this matter. , With the support of Zixiaomen, the Lin family is about to rise. "

At the end, Wang Mingzhan showed an envious look on his face.

Wang Changsheng suddenly understood, no wonder the Lin family took out the foundation-building spiritual artifact for auction, originally to announce Lin Yuxin's wedding.

It is foreseeable that with the banner of the Jindan cultivator of Zixiaomen, as long as the Lin family manages properly and fights steadily, within a hundred years, the strength of the Lin family is bound to increase greatly.

Wang Changsheng couldn't help but think of the Wang family he belonged to. There was only one foundation-building cultivator, and there was no Jindan boss as a backer, so he could only rely on the joint efforts of his clan.

Wang Mingzhan also felt a lot of emotion, he patted Wang Changsheng on the shoulder, and encouraged: "I can't be envious, no matter how good the Lin family is, it has nothing to do with us, let's work hard, the family will become as strong as the Lin family in the future, no, it will be stronger than the Lin family. powerful."

"Is there really such a day?"

"It's still possible to work hard, but it's impossible if you don't work hard."

Wang Changsheng nodded, his eyes filled with determination.

In a certain secret room, Chen Hu was discussing something with Erniang Lu and the others.

Erniang Lu hesitated for a while and said, "Husband, do you really want to do this? Those cultivating families are not so easy to deal with. I think it's better! Don't lose your life."

Chen Hu shook his head and said solemnly: "I'm almost sixty years old, and when I'm sixty, the difficulty of building a foundation will increase. If you don't fight, there will be no chance in the future. Since the beginning of the day, I have put my life and death aside for a long time, and if you are afraid, you can quit, I will not force it, and I can guarantee that if I build a foundation, I will help you build it."

In order to live a good life, he worked as a handyman in the Haisha Gang for many years. In order to get credit, he used the money he had accumulated to bribe the relatives of the hall master. In order to have a backer in the future, he blocked three arrows for the hall master. In order to earn cultivation resources, he risked his life to hunt and kill monsters in the deep mountains, and escaped from the monsters many times.

He has been able to have today, and it is all because of his own efforts.

Now, for the future of Xiantu, he has to fight. If he succeeds, Xiantu may be hopeful, but if he fails, he will die.

After hearing this, Erniang Lu and others hesitated.

As the leader, Chen Hu has a high prestige in their hearts, but let them go to rush the Xiuxian family. They don't have the guts yet.

They haven't cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining, so they won't be able to use the Purple Jade Spirit Water for the time being.

"I have inquired about the five immortal clans, but they are not from Ningzhou, they are from Yunzhou, Jiangzhou, and Yuzhou. The two second-order talismans and Hundred Swords Talismans in my mother's hands, as long as we plan properly, our chances of winning are not small, except for the purple jade spirit water, I don't want anything else, it's all yours."

"Okay, just do it."

"Count me in."

Wealth and silk move people's hearts, and in the face of huge interests, they lose their integrity.

"There are five immortal cultivators? Which one to choose?"

Chen Hu clenched his right fist and slammed it on the table, saying, "Persimmons need to be softly squeezed, there are only two people from the Ling family in Yuzhou, and the Heifeng Mountains at the junction of Ningzhou and Yuzhou are relatively close to each other. Desolation is the best place to ambush, we are in the Black Wind Mountains to ambush the Ling family."

Speaking of which, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, murderous.

After the auction, there are still a large number of monks staying in Tianhefang City, selling or buying immortal cultivation resources.

Wang Changsheng accompanies the second and seventh sisters, wandering in the city, during which they meet Lin Yuting, who is accompanying a young female cultivator to buy spiritual tools, and the two are very close.

Three days later, the monks left Tianhefang City one after another.

For safety's sake, the Wang family, Liu family, Zhao family, Zhang family, and Sun family left Tianhefang City together.

Five immortal clans, sixty or seventy qi-refining cultivators acted together, naturally no one dared to embarrass them.

After leaving Fang Market, they sacrificed their flying spirits, flew high into the sky, and disappeared into the sky after a while.

Deep in the Black Wind Mountains, a certain dense forest.

There were many huge pits on the ground, and there was a lot of heat in the pits. More than a dozen big trees were cut down in the middle, and several big trees were wrapped in billowing flames.

There were several broken weapons scattered on the ground, and several corpses were lying on the ground. Chen Hu and Lu Erniang were each covered with a dim yellow light curtain. Opposite them, there were two men and one woman. A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman with a mustache and a businessman, the other two were a tall young man in red and a young woman in a blue skirt.

The youth's facial features resembled that of a middle-aged man. He held a red feather fan in his hand. Every time it was fanned, several fist-sized red fireballs flew out and smashed towards the opposite side.

The young woman in the blue dress held a blue jade ruler in her hand, and released a thick blue light curtain, covering the three of them.

Chen Hu controlled two yellow short swords and fought with two blue short swords.

He was sweating profusely and regretted a lot. He thought that with a set of second-order talismans and a few second-order talismans, he could kill the base-building cultivator~www.novelmt.com~, but the other party sacrificed a powerful magic weapon, The formation was soon broken and several of his companions were killed.

Chen Hu knew that he couldn't get away, and in the face of the powerful strength of the base-building cultivator, his strategy was a joke.

He glanced at Lu Erniang with a resolute look in his eyes, and said through a voice transmission, "Erniang, I'll cover you, go away."

Husband and wife have been loving each other for a hundred days. Erniang Lu is old and fading, but she has always supported him silently behind his back. He can die, but he doesn't want his wife, who has been through thick and thin for many years, to die here too.

Erniang Lu heard the words, her eyes reddened, and she gritted her teeth and shouted, "No, I'm not leaving, I'm going to die together."

"It's a pair of desperate mandarin ducks. Since you want to die, let's take you on the road first!"

The middle-aged man said coldly, he took out a dagger of white light and slashed at Erniang Lu.

The magic weapon was not something Lu Erniang could resist at all. Unsurprisingly, Lu Erniang let out a scream, and her head was beheaded by the white dagger. The headless body fell to the ground, and the ground was stained red with blood.

"Second Mother, I fought with you."

Chen Hu was distraught, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and he was about to fight the middle-aged man desperately.

The middle-aged man had a disdainful expression on his face, made a gesture with one hand, and circled the white dagger, turned his direction, and slashed towards Chen Hu.

At this moment, a languid male voice suddenly sounded: "Fellow Daoist wait."

A blue light descended from the sky, blocking the white dagger.

Qingguang is a cyan sickle that is about a foot long. Judging from the powerful aura fluctuations it exudes, it is obviously a magic weapon, and its quality is better than that of a white short sword.

A strange bird chirping sounded, and a giant cyan eagle with a size of 10 feet descended from the sky, and a young man wearing a cyan shirt with a face full of anger stood on the back of the cyan giant eagle.