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Chapter 396 The Celestial Soldiers Conference Ends (Part [-])
Wei State, Bailong Valley.

More than 30 craftsmen including Wang Qingqing were concentrating on crafting crafts.

Sound-proof arrays were set up on every bluestone arena, so Wang Qingqing and the others could refine weapons with peace of mind.

Hundreds of monks were watching nearby, and Wang Changyue looked at Wang Qingqing with a nervous look.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Wang Qingqing looked pale. There were six pale golden flying needles floating in front of him. Each flying needle was about a foot long, and several spirit patterns could be vaguely seen on the surface.

She pinched her magic arts endlessly, one after another, she hit the six golden flying needles.

With the passage of time, the six golden flying needles have shrunk by one-third, becoming smaller and smaller, and it is not easy to find without careful observation.

Wang Qingqing's complexion also turned pale, she took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a blue pill from it and took it.

Not long after, her pale face turned a little rosy, and her spell changed, and a spell hit a blue porcelain bottle.

A large piece of cyan liquid flew out of the porcelain bottle, and with the change of Wang Qingqing's method, the cyan liquid was divided into six groups, each wrapped with a golden flying needle.

As time passed, the golden flying needle gradually turned blue, getting smaller and smaller, and it was impossible to detect.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Qingqing's complexion turned pale again, and the six cyan flying needles became smaller and smaller.

As soon as she changed her technique, the six cyan flying needles suddenly became brighter, and after a while, the light dimmed, and the six flying needles fell to the ground.

Wang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of joy appeared on her pale cheeks.

She glanced at the Qingshi arena where Tang Jingtian was. Tang Jingtian refined a complete set of magic weapons, seven blue darts, each of which was a high-grade magic weapon.

A look of astonishment flashed across Wang Qingqing's eyes, as expected of a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Clan, the level of refining weapons was high.

The other refiners are about to succeed in refining, of course, there are also people who fail in refining and leave early.

She put away six cyan flying needles, put them into a wooden box, closed her eyes, and meditated to adjust her breath.

In the early morning of the second day, Li Hang sent people to collect the magical weapons made by Wang Qingqing and other craftsmen, and the three second-tier craftsmen from Tianbingmen gave their grades.

Wang Qingqing's expression was a little nervous, but also a little excited. This was her first time participating in the refining competition.

Half an hour later, Li Hang announced the results of the competition. Tang Jingtian won No.1 with seven top-grade magic weapons, and Wang Qingqing was lucky enough to be in the top ten.

It is not easy to refine the flying needle magic weapon, let alone a complete set of magic weapons. This does not mean that her refining level is higher than others, but that some refining masters are more difficult to refine in order to obtain a higher ranking. Some of the artifacts, such as clocks, mirrors, etc., some refiners made mistakes in refining, and there was only one piece of materials, so they could only leave with regret.

Wang Qingqing got a piece of five-foot-long Biling wood, which was 300 years old, and Tang Jingtian got a talisman, making others envious.

After Li Hang announced the end of the refining competition, Wang Qingqing quickly ran to Wang Changyue and said excitedly:

"Auntie, I won the ranking, No.10."

Wang Changyue smiled, and said: "That's right, but you can't be proud, there are many craftsmen who failed in refining difficult magic weapons in order to get a higher ranking, otherwise you won't be able to get No.10. "

At this time, Tang Jingtian came over and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Fairy Wang! I'm hosting a banquet tonight for fellow Taoists. You must come!"

Just as Wang Qingqing was about to agree, Wang Changyue took the first step and said apologetically, "Sorry, Fellow Daoist Tang, we have urgent matters today and I'm afraid we won't be able to go. Thank you for your kindness, sorry."

Tang Jingtian was a little disappointed, and said with a smile: "It's okay, then next time."

"must."

Wang Changyue took Wang Qingqing away. Wang Qingqing was full of doubts, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Back at the residence, Wang Qingqing asked, "Auntie, fellow Daoist Tang is very kind, why don't we go to the banquet?"

"You! You are still too young. Think about it, why did Tianbingmen reward Tang Jingtian with a talisman? You know, Tianbingmen didn't say what the prize was. They could reward a sum of spirit stones. The talisman is comparable to spirit stones. Much more precious."

Wang Changyue said meaningfully.

Wang Qingqing thought about it carefully, and said, "Auntie, you mean that the Tianbingmen's large-scale auction should be related to Tang Jingtian?"

"That's right, I remember that the head of the Tianbing Sect has a granddaughter. If I'm not wrong, the Tang family should marry the head of the Tianbing Sect. Otherwise, the Tianbing Sect wouldn't have made such a big show. A child of the Xiuxian clan, you Don't deal with them, our Wang family is just a small family, if you use your hot face to stick to other people's cold ass, you won't be able to queue up for our Wang family."

Wang Qingqing nodded and said, "Got it, Auntie, I hope to buy a Foundation Establishment Pill at the auction the day after tomorrow."

"I hope so."

Soon it was the day when the auction would be held, and the auction venue was crowded with immortal cultivators.

Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing sat at the front and could clearly see the auction items.

"Clang clang clang!"

After three heavy bells rang, the auction began.

Li Hang walked quickly to the circular high platform in the center, and said loudly: "I, Li Hang, will be in charge of hosting this auction. All of them are low-grade artifacts, with a base price of 1000 yuan for spirit stones, and each price increase should not be less than [-]."

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One auction item appeared at the auction, and the transaction price of each item was thousands of spirit stones, and the atmosphere of the venue gradually heated up.

"Three Foundation Establishment Pills, the base price is 1 yuan in spirit stones, and each price increase must not be less than 1000 yuan in spirit stones."

Li Hang took out three blue porcelain bottles and shouted loudly.

"Ten thousand!"

"One in case!"

"twelve thousand!"

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The competition for the Foundation Establishment Pill was very fierce, Wang Changyue participated in the auction, but unfortunately, she failed to bid for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

There were too many immortal cultivators bidding, and the three Foundation Establishment Pills were sold at high prices of [-], [-] and [-] respectively.

After taking away the Zhuji Pill, Li Hang auctioned off several more items, and Wang Changyue bought a second-tier middle-grade demon bee inner alchemy.

There were three finale auction items, a talisman, a prototype of a magic weapon, and a third-order talisman seal. The prototype of the magic weapon was sold for a sky-high price of 27.

As Wang Changyue expected, after the auction, Sun Junyan, the head of Tianbingmen, appeared and solemnly announced that his great-granddaughter married Tang Jingtian from the Tang family, and that Tianbingmen and the Tang family were married.

Sun Junyan is the leader of a faction, and he is willing to marry his great-granddaughter to Tang Jingtian, which shows how powerful the Tang family is.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the Wang family.

After the auction, Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing left Bailong Valley, Wang Changyue returned to Wangjiabao, and Wang Qingqing returned to Qingyuefang City.

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Wu State, Tianquan Mountain.

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan appeared in Wang's grocery store, and a girl in a green skirt received them.

"Wang Xiaoyou, is your grandfather there? We have something to do with him."

Wang Qingshan said politely.

"Seniors, grandpa is in retreat, so I don't see any guests, sorry."

Wang Changhao was a little disappointed, and nodded: "Alright then! We'll come back another day."

He originally wanted to buy a second-order formation from Wang Lin, but since Wang Lin has retreated, he had no choice but to give up!

Half a quarter of an hour later, ten people including Wang Changhao appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Qingshan reluctantly forgot to take a look at Tianquan Mountain, released a blue flying boat, and walked up.

After everyone went up, Wang Qingshan pinched the Fa Jue, and the light of the blue flying boat rose sharply, carrying them towards the sky.

　Happy New Year's Day, five o'clock

　
(End of this chapter)