Rise of Qinglian

Eastern Wasteland, Hundred Insect Mountains.

In a huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is a huge city more than a hundred feet high. There are many buildings in the city, and a large number of immortal cultivators can be seen.

In a majestic golden palace, a Confucian scholar in white clothes with a fair face sat on the main seat. Wang Qingshan and other dozen alchemy monks stood beside the Confucian scholar in white clothes, looking respectful.

The Confucian scholar in white is Jun Qianshang, the newly promoted Nascent Soul monk of Chongyang Academy. He is the key training target of Chongyang Academy.

In this battle, the seven immortal sects all sent their elite disciples to resist the demon clan.

Jun Qianshang is a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator, responsible for guarding supplies at this stronghold in the Baichong Mountains.

It is very important that the material resources from the rear are continuously sent here and then transferred to the front line.

Jun Qianshang's eyes passed over Wang Qingshan and others, and he said in a deep voice: "You have all fought against the demon clan and made great contributions. It is very safe here. You can rest assured to take care of yourself here. Take good care of these supplies, which is the greatest Credit.”

Wang Qingshan and others were the first batch of pill-forming monks to fight against the monster clan, and their contribution was not small. They were all injured and were transferred to the rear for recuperation before they needed to be transferred to the front line.

The top management of the human race adopted a rotation system. This time the monsters invaded, the seven immortal sects sent out all the elites of the sects to fight against the monsters. Wanhua Palace sent Liu Meier, and the Yin Corpse Sect sent Fang Mu. Wangui Valley was relatively unlucky. , the senior brother was killed by Bai Ling'er, and the demon clan hung the head of senior brother Wan Guigu on the city wall to humiliate the human cultivators.

Fang Mu went deep into the demon clan's hinterland and killed an eagle demon in the Nascent Soul stage. The top management of the human clan took this opportunity to publicize and win the battle. Now the two clans are in a state of anxiety, and wounded people are constantly being transported to the rear.

Some of the wounded were seriously injured and had to be transferred to the rear for recuperation. Some wounded were of high status and were transferred to the rear for recuperation. Wang Qingshan and others belonged to the latter. They all had real merits, and it was justifiable to withdraw to the rear for recuperation. These elites must be retained. They are the future of the sect.

"Yes, Senior Jun."

Wang Qingshan and others agreed in unison, turned and left.

"Brother Qingshan, there is a restaurant in front. The Lingcha snacks there are good. Let's go there and have a seat!"

Liu Meier caught up with Wang Qingshan, smiling slightly and speaking in a sweet voice, which made people feel comfortable listening to her.

Liu Meier was wearing a white skirt today, with light makeup and an innocent expression on her face, which made the man look protective.

She discovered that Wang Qingshan didn't like bold and aggressive women, so he changed his image to a pure and lovely girl next door. Wasn't the ever-changing fairy a wasted reputation?

Wang Qingshan frowned and said with a cold face: "Can you stop pestering me? You are very annoying, do you know?"

Xiaoyao Sword Master reminded Wang Qingshan not to provoke Liu Meier. Wang Qingshan was also a little disgusted with Liu Meier. He felt that Liu Meier must have ulterior motives. He did not think that he was a handsome young man who could allow Liu Meier to treat him like this. .

After saying that, Wang Qingshan strode forward.

"Fairy Liu, don't pay attention to him. Most swordsmen are made of wood. Han goes with you! I'm quite familiar with the situation here."

A scholar in blue shirt with handsome features said with a smile on his face, his tone full of flattery.

Liu Meier glared at the scholar in green shirt and said angrily: "I want you to take care of it? My aunt is happy."

"Brother Qingshan, wait for me, please slow down."

Liu Meier quickly chased after Wang Qingshan. No matter how Wang Qingshan looked at her, she just followed Wang Qingshan.

Seeing that Wang Qingshan could not get rid of Liu Meier, he gave up and was too lazy to talk to him.

After a cup of tea, they appeared in a five-story attic, where many immortal cultivators gathered for information.

Wang Qingshan originally wanted a private room, but there were already people in the private room, so he could only sit outside.

Liu Meier was not polite and sat down next to Wang Qingshan.

"Hey, Huang Fugui, that's the fat man."

Liu Meier let out a light sigh and looked somewhere.

Huang Fugui and Wang Qingshan were on the same floor. The difference was that Wang Qingshan was drinking tea without saying a word, while Huang Fugui was eloquent and talked nonstop, with spittle flying everywhere.

"You don't know! How high do some unscrupulous merchants in the rear carry strategic materials? The second-level elixir originally cost 500 yuan, but they dared to carry it to 1,000 spiritual stones, which is doubled."

"What? Are those people so evil? Just double that?"

"These people are so evil! Regardless of the life or death of our low-level monks, Senior Huang, as the conscript, you cannot tolerate them. You must report to Senior Jun and severely punish these evil merchants."

"That's right, these guys have such dark hearts that they must be severely punished. We work hard on the front line so that they can have a chance to enjoy the happiness in the rear. They raise the prices so high. They are nothing."

Huang Fugui showed a righteous and awe-inspiring expression on his face, patted his chest and said: "Of course, I am also a foundation-building monk. How can I just sit back and watch them act like this? If one more pill is sent to the front line, maybe more lives can be saved." A cultivator, low-level cultivators are also human beings! I am collecting evidence, and after collecting it all, I will hand it over to Senior Jun for disposal. It will not be easy for you to fight against the monsters on the front line! I am not very capable, I just want to be happy with my speed. Please help me. It’s not a big favor, so I’m really ashamed!”

"Senior Huang, I heard that you personally took out one hundred thousand spirit stones to buy healing pills. Is this true?"

"Senior Huang, I heard that you got into a fight with some unscrupulous merchants in order to lower the purchase price of strategic materials."

Huang Fugui showed a surprised expression on his face and frowned: "Didn't I tell him not to talk nonsense? Really, am I the kind of person who covets fame? As long as I can save one more immortal cultivator, let alone one hundred thousand spiritual stones , I have given away all my wealth, so what? The demon clan is determined to destroy me, the human race, and even though I, Huang Fugui, am a first-level casual cultivator, I am willing to shed my blood for the human race."

At the end of the sentence, Huang Fugui straightened his back, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression on his face.

This was the first time for many low-level monks to see Huang Fugui. Some people had heard about Huang Fugui's deeds. Huang Fugui's personality was different from the rumors. Most of the low-level monks showed admiration for Huang Fugui.

In this battle, the core-building monks were the main fighting force, but the foundation-building monks contributed a lot. They needed to build cities, arrange formations, and patrol. When the monsters attacked, the foundation-building monks had the most casualties. What Huang Fugui said into their hearts.

"Da Shan, Senior Huang is a role model for us. Let's drink tea instead of wine and give a toast to Senior Huang."

"Respect to Senior Huang."

All the low-level monks raised their teacups and drank the tea in one gulp.

Huang Fugui also drank a cup of tea, took off the storage beads hanging around his neck, and poured out a large number of things, including broken magic weapons, broken formation disks, etc.

Of course, these things can still be used, but they are not as powerful as before, and most of them have been used by others.

"When I passed by a few grocery stores, I bought some things at low prices. I wonder if you may need them. If you like them, just take them! As long as I can help you, I will be satisfied."

"Um...Senior Huang, there are a few gaps in the blades of those three flying knives. Can they still be used?"

"Senior Huang, the hilt of the red flying sword is gone."

"And the four-image array is missing a corner."

Huang Fugui's face was serious and he said seriously, "If it weren't for the defect, I wouldn't be able to buy so much. If you like it, just take it! Don't be polite to me. As long as I can help you, it doesn't matter if I spend all my money on it." Take it if you like it, don’t be polite to me.”

"Senior Huang Dayi, how can we have the nerve to take it for free! We will buy the spirit stone from you."

"Yes, we will buy the spiritual stones from you."

The things Huang Fugui took out were a little broken, but they were still usable and most of them could be repaired. There were very few that were too seriously damaged. They were not stupid. If the things Huang Fugui took out were seriously damaged, they wouldn't buy them. .

Wang Qingshan chuckled. He had heard of this strange man Huang Fugui for a long time, and when he saw him today, his reputation was indeed well-deserved.

Liu Meier smiled sweetly and asked, "Brother Qingshan, do you know Huang Mazi?"

"I've heard of it, but I'm not familiar with it."