The Song family of Taihua mountain is the local power of cultivating immortals in South Korea. If the Song family occupies the second-class spiritual vein of earthfire, it will be beneficial to the development of the Song family.
Wang Changsheng is in urgent need of spirit stone now. To improve his own strength and family spirit vein, he can only sell that earth fire spirit vein.
"Wang Daoyou, if there is anything important, please say it!"
Wang Changsheng smile, with a kind of seductive tone said: "song Daoyou, are you interested in the second grade of the fire spirit pulse?"
"The earth fire spirit pulse of the second level top grade?"
Song Hefeng was slightly stunned, and his eyes were a little suspicious.
Although the relationship between the state of Wei and South Korea has eased, song Hefeng will not send people to occupy the land, fire and spirit in the state of Wei. That is to make it clear that he wants to compete with the five masters of Wei. The Song family has a backing, but the five masters of Wei have no backing.
"Exactly, song Daoyou can rest assured that the earth fire spirit vein is in South Korea, and Wang happened to find it."
South Korea is not a small area. Even though song Hefeng launched the Song family''s Zhuji friars to dig three feet into the South Korea, it is difficult to find out the spiritual vein of the earth fire.
Song Hefeng turned his eyes and said with a smile, "when did Wang Daoyou reach Korea? Since dihuolingmai is in Korea, does Wang Daoyou still have the right to deal with it? "
After hearing this, Wang Changsheng said with a smile: "a second-class high-quality fire vein, South Korea''s Xiuxian sect will not refuse it! No one will think that there are too many spiritual veins! "
Song He Feng frowned, pondered for a moment, and asked, "how big is that spiritual vein? How far is it from Taihua mountain? "
Wang Changsheng simply described the size of some earth fire spirit veins, but did not say the location.
"Wang Daoyou, make a price!"
"Two hundred thousand stone."
Wang Changsheng put up two fingers. He didn''t expect to sell 200000 yuan, but if the price was higher, the transaction price would not be too low.
Naturally, song Hefeng won''t agree. After a lot of bargaining, song Hefeng bought the news at a high price of 120000 Lingshi, but he was only willing to pay one-third of the deposit. After the Song family occupied the second terrace, they paid the remaining two-thirds.
Wang Changsheng agreed, but he had one condition: the two families were married, and Wang Qingyang married a sanlinggen nun of the Song family.
Song He Feng saw in the earth fire spirit vein''s share, agreed to come down.
Qinglianfang City, stalls square.
The event of the Wang family holding the jiedan celebration has been spread for a long time, and the in laws and old friends of the Wang and Wang families have arrived in qinglianfang city early to wait for the celebration.
With the coming of jiedan celebration, there are more and more monks in qinglianfang city.
Wang Qingjun was sitting in front of a stall, where there were first-order pills, spirit tools, Fu Zhuan and puppet beasts. Next to the stall, there was a sign that said: not for sale, exchange for things of the same value, and buy treasures at a high price.
Wang Qingjun is already on the ninth floor of refining gas. He does not dare to rush into the foundation building period. After all, he is the evil of the three spirits root, not the heavenly spirits root. He can exchange a share of the true evil spirit with his family only by contributing 5000 points. Unfortunately, the family only has the true evil spirit of gold and earth, not the fire spirit Wang Qingjun needs.
Over the years, he followed Wang Changhao to hunt monsters and animals, and accumulated more than 4000 pieces of spirit stones. It was not enough to buy them.
Wang Qingjun will not be absent from large-scale auctions or celebrations in the state of Wei. He hopes to find out the mistakes. This time the Wang family held the jiedan celebration is no exception.
It''s also a matter of luck to pick up a leak. Wang Qingjun has participated in many celebrations, gained a small advantage and suffered a small loss.
Even if someone owns the treasure, he may be bought by others as soon as he takes it out. Wang Qingjun takes the initiative to set up his own stall and buy the treasures at a high price.
Of course, this treasure is relative to the gas refining period.
During this time, Wang Qingjun did not know how many strange things he had seen, such as stones that could emit frog calls, remnant cloth that could not be invaded by fire and water, and spirit wood that was as heavy as a hundred jin.
Wang Qingjun has been to many large markets in recent years and has a wide range of knowledge. However, he is a gas refining monk after all. He can''t have seen everything.
On this day, as usual, he continued to set up stalls in the square.
From time to time, someone took out something to exchange with Wang Qingjun, but there was nothing Wang Qingjun liked.
"Taoist friend, what do you think of this bead in exchange for two bottles of Nourishing Qi pills and two pieces of medium quality spirit implements?"
A young man in his twenties squatted down, took out a golden bead the size of a longan core and handed it to Wang Qingjun.
Wang Qingjun took the golden bead, a burst of red light lit up in the palm, a red flame appeared out of thin air, wrapped the golden bead.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the golden beads still showed no sign of melting.
Out of caution, Wang Qingjun takes out a red Throwing Knife and injects mana. The red Throwing Knife blooms bright red light and splits on the golden bead. There is a dull sound of metal collision. There is no trace on the golden bead.
Wang Qingjun felt a twinge of joy in his heart. This golden bead was by no means an ordinary thing, and the first-class spirit weapon did not leave any trace.He didn''t show the slightest difference on his face, and said: "your golden bead is so small. Even if it''s the second-order refining material, I''ll be at a loss if I exchange two bottles of Yangqi pill and two pieces of medium quality spirit weapon. Unless you take out another one, I can give you one more medium quality spirit weapon."
"I only have one. It''s my ancestral one. My great grandfather said that this bead may be a third-order material. I''ll exchange it with you, and you''ll take advantage of it."
Wang Qingjun rolled his eyes, took out a rag and half a bronze mirror, and said, "see, this is the treasure map and the fragments of magic weapon. Do you believe it?"
"This... For two bottles of Yangqi pills and a medium-sized spirit weapon, it''s OK! You''ve also tried. This bead of mine can''t even hurt the spirit weapon. It must be second-order material. "
"Deal."
Wang Qingjun happily agreed to give Qingshan youth two bottles of Yangqi pills and a piece of Zhongpin Lingqi.
In the next two hours, some one after another took out strange things to exchange with Wang Qingjun. Wang Qingjun replaced them with a rusty piece of iron. The piece of iron was very light to the touch, invulnerable to fire and water. Such materials might be fragments of second-order magic weapons. Wang Qingjun was not sure. As long as he thought there were strange things, he took them all.
As the sky darkened, Wang Qingjun put away his stall and walked to a teahouse not far away.
On the third floor of the teahouse, Wang Qingqi and five foundation building monks are exchanging their experience in alchemy.
Wang Qingqi is the only second-class alchemist in the family. He has a lot of alchemy books, but no one communicates with him. It is difficult for him to improve his alchemy level.
The Wangs hold Qinglian small meeting every five years. After holding it many times, Qinglian small meeting has become a major event in ningzhou. With the popularity of Qinglian small meeting, Wang Qingqi met several second-class alchemists. They all came from the Xiuxian family and did not communicate with each other. Wang Qingqi organized an exchange meeting to exchange alchemy experience and solved some doubts in his heart.
"It''s not too early today. Let''s call it a day! You Taoist friends, tomorrow, let''s exchange the experience of alchemy here. If you can, you Taoist friends can introduce several second-class alchemists to communicate and make progress together. "
Wang Qingqi looked at the dark sky and said sincerely.
After the appearance of jiedan friar in the Wang family, Wang Qingqi, the organizer of the exchange, became more and more important. He only built the second floor of the foundation, but other second-class alchemists gave him a lot of face.
"Sure, sure, Wang Daoyou, goodbye."
Wang Qingqi personally sent them away, giving them enough face.