Zhao family, Zhao Ningxiang is lying on the bed with white hair. A group of children of Zhao family kneel in front of the bed, looking sad. Wang Qingqing is sitting in front of the bed. Zhao Ningxiang holds Wang Qingqing''s hand.
"Qingqing, after I go, I hope you can take care of our Zhao family in the relationship between our two families."
The talent of the Zhao family has withered, and the continuous wars have left Zhao Ningxiang, a foundation building monk, in the family. After her death, the Zhao family has become a small family and will be annexed by other forces at any time.
"Aunt, don''t worry. I can promise you that as long as I''m here for a day, I can give Zhao Jiali as much help as he can."
Wang Qingqing''s promise is similar to what he didn''t say, but it''s a guarantee.
Zhao Ningxiang knows that it''s good that Wang Qingqing can make a promise.
"Listen, you''re the only one who will follow the Wang family, you know?"
Zhao Ningxiang told the children of the Zhao family, with a dignified face.
"Yes, laotaijun, grandson knows."
Zhao Ningxiang''s face was full of memories. If she had married Wang Changsheng, the Zhao family might not have been in this situation, but there was no regret medicine in the world.
A sense of difficulty hit, Zhao Ningxiang closed his eyes, released the palm.
Wang Qingqing sighed, and the children of the Zhao family howled.
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Yuyao Kingdom, muzhou.
In yunmengfang City, the once-in-a-decade large-scale auction started. It is said that jiedan spirit appeared, and many forces sent people to participate.
The streets are full of people and traffic.
There is a long line at the entrance of Fangshi, and a large number of friars are waiting to enter the Fangshi.
a loud sound of horse hooves rings, and a team of friars are riding blue horses and running towards Fangshi.
The speed of the blue horse is very fast. There are some blue scales on the body surface. The friars on the horse''s back are wearing a unified yellow shirt. There is a pattern of peach tree on the clothes. The male features are handsome and the female features are beautiful.
"It''s the Taoshan Wangs. The Wangs sent so many monks to the auction. It seems that the Wangs are sure to win the jiedan spirit."
"The Wang family is a Xiuxian family with two jiedan monks. If you take a picture of jiedan, maybe there will be a third jiedan monk."
"A member of the Wang family was accepted as a registered disciple by monk Yuan Ying. Maybe he has already become a monk."
Wang Qiuming, a tall young man in gold shirt, led the way in building a seven storey foundation.
In his early years, Wang Qiuming followed Wang Qingshan to hunt monsters. Wang Qingshan taught him a lot.
Wang Qiuming''s heart is firm and he didn''t marry a wife. He and Wang Qiuling are responsible for Taoshan''s affairs.
Yunmengfang city held a large-scale auction. It is said that jiedan spirit appeared. Wang Qiuming personally led the team to participate in the auction, hoping to auction jiedan spirit.
After a cup of tea, Wang Qiuhong and others appeared at the door of a five story attic.
Baibing Pavilion, a shop opened by the Wang family, mainly sells puppet animals and magic weapons.
More than a dozen monks are selecting magic tools and puppet animals, and the Wang family friars are introducing goods to the guests.
"Uncle nine."
"Good uncle nine."
The friars of the Wang family say hello to Wang Qiuming one after another. Wang Qiuming nods in response and walks upstairs.
On the fifth floor, Wang Qiuling was talking to a man in his early thirties with a blue jade slip in his hand.
Wang Qiuling looks embarrassed and seems to have encountered a difficult problem.
Seeing Wang Qiuming, Wang Qiuling''s face brightens. She pleads guilty to the man in blue shirt and walks quickly to Wang Qiuming.
"Nine elder brother, you can count to come, came a big business, I can''t do Lord."
Wang Qiuling said in a stern voice.
Wang Qiuming frowned and asked, "what''s the big deal?"
"He has a defensive spirit skill in his hand. He wants to sell it to us, but he wants 100000 spirit stones. The problem is that he is not a regular customer. He hasn''t come to Baibing Pavilion several times. I''m afraid he will be cheated."
Lingshu is a high-level spell that can only be performed by monks above jiedan period. It is powerful, but Lingshu is very precious. Whether it is a battle between the right demon or the human demon, the Wangs plundered a lot of property, but there is no Lingshu.
One hundred thousand spirit stones is not a small sum. If it''s true, Wang Qiuling won''t hesitate. The problem is that she is only a foundation building monk. With her eyesight, she can''t recognize it. The most important thing is that the monk who sells spirit skills is not an old customer, and the risk is very high.
It''s not like xiuxianjie has never happened before. A new customer carries a heavy treasure for sale. As a result, it''s a fake and the merchant suffers a heavy loss.
Wang Qiuming pondered for a moment, walked towards the blue shirt youth, and politely asked: "this Taoist friend, I''m wang Qiuming. We can''t identify the truth of your spiritual skill, OK! I have a second-class question mark in my hand. If you stick it on, I only ask the truth of Lingshu. If you don''t want to answer the questions, you can not answer them. How about that? "
It costs 2000 pieces of spirit stone for a heart searching charm. It''s very expensive. It''s specially used for lie detection. It''s very useful for monks below jiedan. The Wang family can''t refine heart searching charms or lie detection magic tools. If it''s not about a spirit skill, Wang Qiuming won''t be willing to use a heart searching charm.The blue man hesitated for a moment and agreed.
Wang Qiuming takes out a piece of silvery seal script, shows a trace of reluctant color in his eyes, and pats the man in blue shirt.
Silver flash, a light curtain of silver covered the blue man.
"Is this magic true or not? How can it be proved to be true? "
"I got this spiritual skill from the ancient monk''s cave. I haven''t changed it. It''s absolutely true."
There''s nothing unusual. Obviously, the man in blue is telling the truth.
Wang Qiuming takes out 100000 pieces of spirit stones and hands them to the man in blue shirt.
This time, he brought more than 300000 spirit stones, which belong to the family. He is going to auction the jiedan spirit things. Otherwise, he can''t bring so many spirit stones himself.
The blue shirt man put away the stone and left happily.
"Nine elder brother, do you want to send someone to follow him? In case of being cheated, we can also recover some losses. "
Wang Qiuming shook his head and said, "no, it''s not good. It''s easy to damage our reputation. Judging from the current situation, this spiritual skill should be true. A high-level friar with a metallic root can practice it. Sister 15, you can make a great contribution this time."
"The credit is due to my own fall. In other words, I''m still worried about being cheated if I get a magic skill so easily."
A monk of foundation building suddenly came to her door and said that he sold her a spiritual skill, which was too simple.
It''s not necessarily accurate. It used to be wrong. It''s a hundred thousand spirit stone. Now that the family is rich, the hundred thousand spirit stone is still a huge sum of money.
"It''s mostly true that there''s no problem with the heart interrogator. If there''s a problem, I''ll take it all by myself. It''s a spiritual skill with incalculable value. If I guess correctly, this person is mostly a casual practitioner. He will sell it to other forces with his spiritual skill. Our Wang family is just one of them."
Wang Qiuming said excitedly that if he was a sanxiu and got a spiritual skill, he would sell it to multiple forces to maximize his interests.