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Chapter 388

Wu State, Tianquan Mountain.A certain secluded yard, a certain guest room.

Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, eyes slightly closed.

In front of him, there are hundreds of cyan flying swords floating. If you observe carefully, you can find that these flying swords are not real.

After a while, Wang Qingshan opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

Hundreds of blue flying swords suspended in front of him turned into dots of blue light and disappeared.

"Finally advanced to the fourth floor of Foundation Establishment."

Wang Qingshan heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of joy.

They have been away from the family for ten years, and many members of the family were killed and injured, including him and Wang Changhao, and ten or twelve people died in the mouth of the monster.

Tianquan Mountain is rich in cultivation resources, hunting monsters is more dangerous, and the rewards are not small. He bought the cultivation resources and successfully advanced to the fourth level of foundation building. He was promoted to the first level in ten years. This cultivation speed is not fast, and Wang Qingshan is already very satisfied. .

He pushed open the door and walked out.

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingjun were chatting in the stone pavilion, Wang Changhao also advanced to the fourth level of foundation building, and Wang Qingjun also cultivated to the ninth level of Qi refining.

"Qingshan, you have left the barrier, building the fourth floor of the foundation, congratulations!"

When Wang Changhao saw Wang Qingshan, he subconsciously swept away with his divine sense, and congratulated him with a happy expression on his face.

"Congratulations, Seventh Brother, you have advanced to the fourth floor of Foundation Establishment."

Wang Qingjun smiled innocently and congratulated.

Wang Qingshan smiled slightly and said: "What are you talking about! I seem to have heard you talking about auctions just now."

"Qingshan, you have been in seclusion for two years, it's normal if you don't know, Tianquan Mountain is going to hold a large auction, it is said that there is a magic weapon auction, I plan to participate in this auction, if I can buy a Foundation Establishment Pill, then It could not be better."

After buying the Foundation Establishment Pill, Hui people will be rewarded, and the cost of purchasing the Foundation Establishment Pill will be returned to them by the family. This is to encourage them to purchase the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"That's a good relationship! But can we get so many spirit stones?"

Wang Qingshan was a little worried. The large-scale city was rich in immortal cultivation resources, and there were many wealthy immortal cultivators. It is unknown how many forces would send people to participate in the large-scale auction. If you want to bid for the Foundation Establishment Pill, you must not have enough spirit stones.

"All the spirit stones in our hands are added up, and there are less than [-] spirit stones. I have thought about it. The auction will be held in half a year. If we continue to hunt monsters, we should be able to accumulate enough spirit stones to auction off the Foundation Establishment Pill." , if it really doesn’t work, sell a set of Tier [-] formations.”

Wang Qingshan nodded and said: "This proposal is good, I agree, let's do it like this! But we have not been out for a short time, the auction is over, we should go back, and we need to bring the ashes of other clansmen back."

"Of course."

Wang's grocery store, backyard.

Inside the room, Wang Lin was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were slightly closed, and his body was covered with a layer of black light.

He was naked from the upper body, with a ferocious blood-colored ghost pattern on his chest,
The bloody ghost seemed to be alive, and its eyeballs kept rolling.

The ghostly roar of "Wuwu" sounded, and the bloody ghost seemed to come alive, its hands and feet were shaking unceasingly, vaguely about to fly out of his body.

The bloody ghost's head emerged from its body, extremely ferocious.

The bloody ghost turned its head and opened its mouth wide, revealing a row of sharp teeth, trying to eat Wang Lin.

Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, his face became distorted, and his whole body trembled.

His face was flushed red, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which fell into the mouth of the bloody ghost.

The bloody ghost swallowed the blood spurted out by Wang Lin, and licked his tongue, not satisfied.

Wang Lin's ten fingers pinched together, mysterious black spirit lines appeared on his body, and the bloody ghost showed pain on his face.

Black spirit patterns emerged from his body, vaguely forming a formation, and the bloody ghost let out a scream, returned to his body, and was sealed in his chest.

Wang Lin was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

He hastily took out two blood-colored pills and swallowed them, his complexion improved a bit.

"We must find a way to deal with the blood demon sealed in the body. Its appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting more and more irritable. If it continues, I will be swallowed by it sooner or later and turn into a mummy."

Wang Lin said to himself, eyes full of fear.

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South China Sea, Spirit Turtle Island.

In the Taiyi Palace, in a certain secret room, Wang Mingren sat cross-legged on the futon, his body surface covered by a large golden and red aura.

Not too much, the aura dissipated, and Wang Mingren opened his eyes with a bit of joy in them.

"Build the foundation four layers."

Wang Mingren said to himself, his face was full of joy.

He has been in the South China Sea for ten years. When he first came, he was on the second floor of the foundation building, and now he is on the fourth floor of the foundation building. The speed of his cultivation is already very fast.

The ten-year period has come, and he can return to the sect.

He opened the door of the secret room and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the Taiyi Palace, Chen Yang walked towards him.

"Senior Brother Chen, long time no see."

Wang Mingren saw Chen Yang and greeted him with a smile.

"Junior Brother Wang, long time no see, you have already advanced to the fourth floor of Foundation Establishment. Your cultivation speed really makes me ashamed. I heard that you are leaving. I will play host to Junior Brother Chen and the others. Must come."

Chen Yang said enthusiastically.

Wang Mingren smiled and agreed: "Then you're welcome, I'll be there on time."

That night, Chen Yang and other disciples hosted a banquet in Lingyun Building to see Wang Mingren off.

"Little brother has been on Lingturtle Island for many years, thank you brothers and sisters for taking care of me, this glass of wine, I respect everyone."

Wang Mingren toasted everyone with a sincere expression.

Chen Yang smiled boldly, and said: "Junior Brother Wang, you are welcome. We are from the same school, and we should take care of each other. If you need help in the future, don't refuse."

"Definitely, as long as it is within my ability, I will never refuse."

Everyone pushed cups and changed cups, talking and laughing.

Three days later, more than 50 disciples including Wang Mingren gathered on the fourth floor. Leng Rumei, middle-aged Confucian scholar and Mo Yishan sat in front of them.

"The rotation period has arrived. According to the regulations of this sect, you can return to the sect. After returning to the sect, you must practice hard and unite with your fellow sects. You are welcome to come back next time. Today, I will see you off with tea instead of wine. You all have a safe trip."

Mo Yishan said slowly, picked up the teacup, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Thank you, Uncle Mo."

"It's getting late, Brother Mo, Junior Sister Leng and I are going on our way, let's say goodbye."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar and Leng Rumei walked downstairs, Wang Mingren and others hurriedly followed.

After leaving the Taiyi Palace, they went straight to the Teleportation Hall.

When they arrived at the teleportation hall, they teleported away in batches.

Wang Mingren was the last batch, standing with Leng Rumei.

Not long after, only Wang Mingren and others were left.

Wang Mingren looked back at the place where he had lived for ten years, with a look of reluctance in his eyes, he let out a sigh of relief, and walked to the teleportation array.

A dazzling white light shone under their feet, drowning their figures, and after the white light dissipated, they all disappeared.

(End of this chapter)