Rise of Qinglian

Zhao Wenbin successfully exchanged several materials and returned to his original position. People came forward to exchange one after another. The things they brought out were good, but it was unusual for them to exchange things. Most of them failed to exchange. This is normal. Exchange meetings are meant to be Something you and I wish for.

After seeing so many things, there were very few things that could tempt Wang Qingshan. He couldn't get what the other party wanted to exchange, so naturally the exchange failed.

After a cup of tea, a tall scholar in green shirt with handsome features walked up to the round table. He was carrying a green flying sword and his face was full of confidence.

Liu Yunyang, the senior brother of Chongyang Academy, has the eighth level of alchemy.

He flicked his sleeves and there was a pile of things on the table.

"In exchange for high-year spiritual bamboos, don't take them out if they are less than six hundred years old. In addition, there is no need to take out ordinary spiritual bamboos."

Liu Yunyang's tone was calm, neither cold nor hot.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, do you only want to exchange for the spiritual bamboo? Or the talisman pill?"

"A sword is enough, I don't need anything else."

Listening to his words, he seemed to be a sword fanatic, with only flying swords in his eyes.

Wang Qingshan is also a sword cultivator, but he and Liu Yunyang have different concepts. Everything has advantages and disadvantages. A sword cultivator's offensive is sharp, but defense is also essential.

Wang Qingshan stood up, walked to Liu Yunyang, his eyes fell on a blue porcelain bottle, and asked: "Fellow Daoist Liu, what kind of elixir is in this?"

"There are three pills. The pill is made from the inner elixir of the third-order high-grade green dragon. It can be taken by python-like spiritual beasts to increase the chance of turning it into a dragon. It also has many benefits for dragons to take the pill."

As soon as he said these words, many alchemy monks stepped forward to communicate with Liu Yunyang.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, this is an 800-year-old Xueyun bamboo. What do you think?"

Wang Qingshan took out a green brocade box and handed it to Liu Yunyang.

Wang Changsheng asked Meng Tianzheng to give Wang Qingshan a batch of resources for cultivating immortals, including an 800-year-old ice-attribute spiritual bamboo. Wang Qingshan had no use for it, so he could use it in exchange.

He can't use this bottle of dragon-melting pill, but Wang Qingling can.

Liu Yunyang opened the brocade box, glanced at it, picked up the cyan porcelain vase, threw it to Wang Qingshan, and said: "It's yours, fellow Taoist Wang. Let's go out and have a fight when we have time to learn from each other."

"No problem, I also want to learn about Fellow Daoist Liu's magical powers."

Wang Qingshan accepted the Jiaohua Pill and agreed.

Returning to her seat, Liu Meier curiously asked through the voice: "Brother Qingshan, do you raise python-like spiritual animals?"

"I bought it for my clan sister."

Wang Qingshan explained via voice transmission in a calm tone.

Liu Meier said "Oh" without asking any more questions. She stepped forward and took out several things.

"These materials can be exchanged for the seeds of exotic flowers and plants. Old spiritual trees are also acceptable, but not less than six hundred years old."

Huang Fugui stepped forward, took out an exquisite jade box, handed it to Liu Meier, and said via voice transmission: "Fairy Liu, this is the seed of the Golden Moon Thunder Vine. Huang wants to exchange it for the earth attribute animal skin. You See if it fits."

Liu Meier opened the jade box and saw three seeds glowing with faint silver arcs inside. She nodded and agreed to the exchange.

Liu Meier exchanged two kinds of materials. The materials brought out by others were not to her liking and she could not exchange them.

After she returned to her seat, Huang Fugui walked to the round table and took out dozens of materials, including magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, weapon refining materials, and of course, a few damaged formation flags and broken robes. .

"Huang Fugui, why don't you give me the rags in exchange? Who are you?"

Sun Yulang frowned and said.

Huang Fugui smiled coquettishly and said, "Fellow Taoists can tell whether it's tattered or not. Huang is not buying or selling by force. If he likes it, he will exchange it. If he doesn't like it, he will not exchange it."

Sun Yulang snorted lightly, pointed at a yellow talisman and asked, "What kind of talisman is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

The surface of the yellow talisman sometimes appears with patterns of flowers and plants, sometimes with patterns of monsters, and sometimes with humanoid patterns, which is very weird.

Huang Fugui smiled proudly and said: "That's a good question. This is the unique secret talisman of the Holy Talisman Sect in Northern Xinjiang. It can restrain most illusions. I heard that there is a monster named Bai Ling'er who is proficient in illusions and can destroy illusions." After killing many of our pill-forming monks, Huang finally got an illusion-breaking talisman after many twists and turns. This talisman is a third-level high-grade spiritual talisman. It should be able to restrain Bai Ling'er's illusion. Don't miss it, in exchange for the magic power. Third level elixir.”

"As far as I know, the Holy Talisman Palace is one of the ten sects in Northern Xinjiang. The Illusion-Breaking Talisman is their unique secret talisman. It cannot be sold easily. How can Fellow Daoist Huang get an Illusion-Breaking Talisman?"

Zhao Wenbin asked curiously. Bai Ling'er stole the show during the war. Many alchemy monks from the Zhou Dynasty died at the hands of Bai Ling'er. The alchemy monks on the front line hated Bai Ling'er deeply. However, Very few people can guard against Bai Ling'er's illusions.

"Ahem, I got this Illusion-Breaking Talisman from an ancient monk's cave. I also got a sword diagram at the beginning, but after selling it, all that's left is this Illusion-Breaking Talisman."

Wang Qingshan was a little moved and stepped forward. Many alchemy monks came forward to communicate with Huang Fugui.

Wang Qingshan did not have the third-level elixir to improve his magic power, but he exchanged it for a defensive magic weapon. Huang Fugui agreed to the exchange because of his blood gain.

Of course, the reason why Huang Fugui agreed to the exchange was to make good friends with Wang Qingshan. Otherwise, he might not exchange with Wang Qingshan.

Huang Fugui brought out a lot of things, and exchanged more than a dozen items, which made many people jealous. They finally understood why Sun Yulang said that if Huang Fugui was poor, his name would be written backwards.

Huang Fugui pretends to be poor, but is actually extremely rich.

Wang Qingshan stepped forward and took out more than a dozen things, including third-level demon elixirs, weapon refining materials, elixirs, etc. He wanted to exchange for things that were beneficial to sword cultivation, such as sword diagrams and offensive swordsmanship, let alone others. No, it is impossible to exchange it.

No one came forward to exchange. Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment and said: "In exchange for materials for weapon refining and talisman making of level three or above."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had a baby, and Wang Qingshan had always wanted to get something good as a gift.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, do you think this fire glass stone is suitable? Huang wants the earth attribute demon pill."

Huang Fugui said via voice transmission, and handed Wang Qingshan a red jade box. Wang Qingshan opened the jade box and glanced quickly. There was a fist-sized red crystal stone inside, which was crystal clear, like glass.

Wang Qingshan readily agreed. Fire glass stone is an excellent material for refining fire-attribute magic weapons.

After Wang Qingshan returned to his seat, others came forward one after another to exchange.

Half an hour later, the exchange meeting ended, and everyone began to discuss their cultivation experiences and communicate with each other.

Zhao Wenbin was the first to speak. He practiced Confucianism and Taoism and advocated joining the world. There was not much that the immortal cultivators present could learn from.