A brand new flying knife weapon costs about 300 spirit stones. You can buy a flying knife without a handle for 80 spirit stones. It''s not beautiful without a handle, but it can still be used.


    The monster has thick skin and a large quantity. The low-level friars fighting in the front line are seriously damaged. Because of the war, the price of the magic weapons is high. To exchange them with the seven immortals, you need to use contribution points. The low-level friars also expect to exchange contribution points for jiedan spirit things or Zhuji Dan!


    Huang Fugui made use of this to buy the broken magic weapons at the reserve price and sell them to these low-level monks.


    He is not a unscrupulous merchant. His goods are broken and the price is not high. He doesn''t buy or sell them by force.


    Huang Fugui kept taking out all kinds of Xiuxian resources for sale, ranging from fragments of magic weapons to healing pills. They were of good quality and cheap price, and soon sold out.


    The low rank friars bought what they wanted at a low price and liked Huang Fugui more.


    Seeing Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier, Huang Fugui came over, grinned, showed his yellow teeth, and said to Liu Meier, "this fairy, I have got a bottle of three-level multicolored honey, which has the effect of beauty. It''s a specialty of Northern Xinjiang."


    He took out a white porcelain vase and handed it to Liu mei''er.


    Liu mei''er looks forward to Wang Qingshan. Wang Qingshan looks away and drinks tea calmly.


    "If brother Qingshan doesn''t buy it for me, I don''t want it."


    Huang Fugui looked Wang Qingshan up and down and said with a smile, "Qingshan? You are Wang Qingshan, the registered disciple of Xiaoyao jianzun! oh dear! I''ve been friends with your ninth uncle for many years. I heard that he had a baby. Congratulations


    "Do you know uncle Jiu? How come uncle Jiu never mentioned you to me? "


    Wang Qingshan was slightly stunned. He soon understood that Huang Fugui was cheating. It was a piece of magic weapon. He insisted that it had been used by Yuanying. It was not surprising that Huang Fugui was cheating.


    "I haven''t seen Wang Daoyou for many years. Maybe he forgot me! Don''t say that. I''ve got a good thing. You should like it. "


    With a smile, Huang Fugui took out a broken yellow scroll with dozens of blue flying swords, which were disorderly inserted on the ground of a bamboo forest. The upper left corner of the scroll was gone, as if he had been bitten by something. On the scroll were the words "hundred Swords".


    "This picture of hundred swords is the thing of a Yuanying immortal sitting in the cave. If it''s broken, there''s absolutely no problem in understanding the sword array. What should Wang Daoyou be able to understand?"


    Wang Qingshan''s eyes fixed on the hundred sword picture, said: "how many spirit stones, you say a price."


    Because he is not a formal disciple of taiyixianmen, the sword array he learned is suitable for many people''s scuffle, and few Banyao can stop them. Now they are disturbed and guarded in different places. Wang Qingshan arranges the sword array by himself, but xiaoyaojianzun doesn''t explain it to him too much. After all, he is not a formal disciple.


    "I''ve been friends with your ninth uncle for many years. I''ll give you this picture of hundred swords. Don''t be polite to me."


    Huang Fugui enthusiastically said that through Huang Youxin''s relationship, he learned that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had a baby at the same time, causing a vision. Huang Fugui naturally wanted to make friends with Wang Qingshan. Anyway, it was just a useless picture.


    Wang Qingshan is slightly a Leng, doubt a way: "Huang Daoyou really know my nine uncles?"


    "Of course, I know Wang Mingren and Wang Daoyou. I''m your elder. It''s nothing to give you something. If you don''t accept it, uncle Jiu looks down on me."


    "Well, all right! Thank you very much, Huang Daoyou. "


    Wang Qingshan began to express his thanks in a warm tone. His mouth was short and his hands were soft.


    "This bottle of multicolored honey not only has the effect of beautifying your face, but also has the effect of strengthening your Yang. Wang Daoyou, I''ll sell it to you at a low price."


    Wang Qingshan just got Huang Fugui''s incomplete sword painting, but it''s hard for him to refuse. Hua Lingshi bought it. Seeing Liu Meier''s eyes staring at him, Wang Qingshan frowned, threw the porcelain bottle to Liu Meier and said, "I''ll give it to you. I can''t use it."


    Liu mei''er said with a smile, "thank you, brother Qingshan. Brother Qingshan is so nice."


    A "buzzing" vibration sounded from Huang Fugui''s arms. He took out a message disk and made a gesture. His eyes lit up.


    "Two Taoist friends, Mr. Huang has something else to do. I''ll leave first."


    After Huang Fugui left, Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier also left.


    After a cup of tea, Wang Qingshan returned to his residence. He sat on the futon, took out the broken picture of a hundred swords, and understood it.


    At first glance, the picture of hundred swords shows that dozens of flying swords are scattered and disorganized. If you look at them carefully, you can see the universe inside.


    Wang Qingshan''s face became dignified and looked straight at the hundred sword picture.


    ······


    the South China Sea, the sea area of the fire dolphin, a remote island.


    The ground suddenly bulged up a soil bag, a yellow earthworm with dragon horn came out from the ground, and Wang Qingling was lying on the back of the Yellow earthworm.


    "It should be all right! I don''t know what happened to Qiuming and Mengbin. "


    Wang Qingling said to herself that she used earthworms to escape from under the sea bed. Seven days later, she came out of the sea and found an island to take care of herself.She has been recuperating for more than half a year. She is almost recovered and ready to return to the front line.


    Wang Qingling put the earthworm away and released the ice breeze dragon. Most of the ice breeze dragon''s body was entangled with gauze. This time, it was a great initiative.


    She gently stroked the wound of bingfengjiao and jumped onto her back.


    The ice breeze Jiao shakes its head and tail and flies high into the sky.


    At this time, a blue light suddenly appeared in the distant sky, flying towards Wang Qingling very fast.


    Wang Qingling opened his mind and found that Qingse dunguang was an immortal in jiedan period. His breath was weak and he seemed to be seriously injured.


    "The Taoist friend in front of me is huangfurong of Huangfu family. The Hai people are catching up with me. I''d like to ask the Taoist friend to help me. I''ll pay you back later."


    A feeble man''s voice suddenly rang out.


    "Huangfu family!"


    Wang Qingling was a little surprised. She didn''t expect that she could meet the people of Huangfu family.


    Huangfu family is one of the top ten families in the South China Sea. It has been handed down for tens of thousands of years. There are as many as five Yuan Ying friars and hundreds of jiedan friars.


    She remembers that the royal family of Huangfu sent out Yuan Ying friars. How could they let their younger generation run around? It''s unreasonable.


    She didn''t have time to think about it. The sea near the island rolled violently, and a huge red octopus and a huge golden shark surfaced. Two sea people of jiedan period sat on two monsters respectively, looking indifferent.


    Both of them have five layers of cultivation of jiedan. One has a single horn on his head and the other has red scales on his face.


    "Well, there''s a famous friar, white Jiaolong. It''s her. Half a year ago, she ran away from her second elder brother. It''s time to clean her up."


    The middle-aged man with red scales on his face said, looking at Wang Qingling with a chill.