Rise of Qinglian

There are many types of monster materials, ores, elixirs, talismans, seals, etc.

These dozen materials are indeed quite attractive to ordinary Void Refining cultivators, but Wang Qingshan doesn't like them at all. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan can provide these things in greater quantities.

Su Chenguang communicated with many Void Refining monks and finally exchanged three materials. As for what he exchanged, no outsider knew.

Time passed little by little, and the monks took turns to come forward to show the treasures and tell what they wanted to exchange. Most of them wanted to exchange materials that condensed the Dharma. Only some of the monks were able to successfully exchange.

Treasures that can weaken the Great Heavenly Tribulation are naturally hot commodities, and no one will exchange them. Sixth-level defensive talismans or fifth-level formation talismans are no problem.

More than half an hour later, Wang Qingshan stepped forward and took out more than a dozen materials, including animal skins and bones, demon pills, elixirs, heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, and sixth-level escape talismans.

"You can also use it in exchange for dharma materials, or the whereabouts of energetic monsters, or treasures from heaven, materials, and earth."

Wang Qingshan said loudly, he took out seven low-grade Tongtian Lingbao, no less than Su Chenguang.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you a sixth-level weapon refiner? Do you have so many low-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasures?"

Zhang Yuqian asked curiously.

"No, these were captured by me from foreigners."

Wang Qingshan explained.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I know that there is a sixth-level blood earthworm beast in Zhulong Mountain. This beast has weak magical powers, a very mixed diet, and is timid by nature. It lives in an area filled with miasma. I am willing to accompany you there."

Lan Fukong said, his eyes falling on a changge that was flashing with green light.

The Lan family was so poor that he didn't even have a few magical treasures, so he was very shabby.

"I'll give this treasure to you first. After it's done, it will be yours. I want to capture this beast alive."

Wang Qingshan handed the cyan Changge to Lan Fukong. Of course, a piece of news was not worth a low-grade Tongtian Lingbao. He paid a thousand gold to buy the horse bones. Furthermore, there might be six-level blood earthworms in Zhulong Mountain.

Lan Fukong thanked him profusely and took over the cyan Changge.

Others communicated with Wang Qingshan and showed him the treasures to check, but Wang Qingshan looked down upon them.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, we also have a fifth-level high-grade blood-bone fish. Blood-bone fish is a specialty of the Bone Clan. Are you interested?"

Ma Yulin said with a smile.

"Blood bone fish? What does Madam Ma like?"

Wang Qingshan asked.

"If Fellow Daoist Wang likes it, I'll give it to you! You saved Tianming's life, it's just a fifth-level blood-bone fish."

Ma Yulin said nonchalantly that if she could take this opportunity to strengthen her relationship with the Wang family, a fifth-level blood-bone fish would be nothing at all.

"No reward for no merit, give this fifth-level puppet beast to Madam Ma!"

Wang Qingshan didn't want to take advantage of the Ma family. He was short-tongued and soft-handed. He owed the Ma family a favor for a fifth-level blood-bone fish. This deal was a huge loss.

Ma Yulin didn't refuse and accepted it.

After the exchange, everyone continued to chat, and the topic turned to the race war. Lan Fukong praised Wang Qingshan, Wang Dafei, Su Chenguang, Su Chennian and Wang Changsheng, but did not mention his own contribution.

The sky gradually darkened, Wang Qingshan and others left one after another and went back to their homes. Wang Qingshan invited Lan Fukong to his residence for a chat.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, have you heard of Master Xuanyin?"

Wang Qingshan asked casually, the Lan family has a longer heritage than the Wang family, maybe Lan Fukong has heard of Master Xuanyin.

"Of course I have heard of it. Tens of thousands of years ago, it is said that the dojo of Xuanling Tianzun appeared in the Qingli Sea. Many Mahayana monks fought. Master Xuanyin participated in the battle and injured a Mahayana monk from Jiulong Palace. Monk, there will be no news later, I only know this much, if you want to know more about Master Xuanyin, you can buy information from Qiyuelou. There is a branch of Qiyuelou in a market near Zhulong Mountain."

Lan Fukong slowly said that there were various news about the sale of July Building, including the deeds of some powerful seniors.

Wang Qingshan asked about the situation of the Blood Earthworm Beast, and Lan Fukong told the truth.

After chatting for half an hour, Lan Fukong said goodbye and left.

In the next few days, Wang Qingshan and other cultivators often gathered together to drink tea and discuss Taoism.

He asked many Xuanyin monks for news about Master Xuanyin. Many Xuanyin monks had heard of Master Xuanyin. As for whether Master Xuanyin left any music, they didn't know.

Seven days later, Wang Qingshan invited Lin Buer to his residence, called Wang Yuanwei, and got straight to the point: "Fellow Taoist Lin, can you show me your composition?"

He doesn't understand music. Wang Yuanwei is a music practitioner. If it's a good piece of music, he should be able to recognize it.

The safest way is to let Lin Buer go to Qinglian Island to interview Wang Ruyan. This will make Lin Buer feel that the Wang family has a lot of divine water of good fortune.

"I can only show you one piece. After the exchange is successful, I will also give you the remaining two compositions. I can guarantee that they are absolutely authentic."

Lin Buer looked sincere. He was not a music practitioner, so it was useless to ask for music.

He took out a green jade slip and handed it to Wang Qingshan, who handed it to Wang Yuanwei.

Wang Yuanwei put the jade slip between her eyebrows and soaked her consciousness in it.

As time passed, Wang Yuanwei's expression became dazed and she was sweating profusely.

Wang Qingshan realized something was wrong and shouted softly. Wang Yuanwei was startled, came to his senses, let out a long sigh of relief, and gasped for air.

Judging from her reaction, Wang Qingshan knew that there was nothing wrong with the music. The Yuan Ying stage music cultivator fell into it when he checked the music score. Wouldn't it be even more powerful if he played it out?

"Ancestor Qingshan, the music he composed is very powerful. If you hadn't taken action, my grandson might not have been able to wake up."

Wang Yuanwei said solemnly.

"I understand, go down!"

Wang Qingshan waved his hand and asked Wang Yuanwei to retreat.

"Three compositions composed by Mahayana practitioners are of immeasurable value. Of course, I will not tell anyone secretly. I have also sold them to others. If fellow Daoist Wang dislikes them, then forget it."

Lin Buer looked sincere.

Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment and took out a cyan porcelain bottle. A porcelain bottle can hold more than a hundred drops of the divine water of creation, but this porcelain bottle only held ten drops.

This is the most precious thing on his body. If he wants to exchange it for the music composed by Mahayana Music Master, he can only get the divine water of creation. The sapphire divine milk is useful for hatching spirit beast eggs, but its value is far less than that of the divine water of creation. .

Lin Buer opened the cork of the bottle, and a surge of extremely pure spiritual energy surged out.

"These are ten drops of the divine water of creation, how about it?"

Wang Qingshan asked.

"This is a composition composed by a Mahayana music cultivator. It only requires ten drops of the Divine Water of Creation? It needs at least twenty drops."

Lin Buer bargained.

"Fellow Daoist Lin thinks that the Divine Water of Creation is just cabbage? Since Daoist Lin feels that he is at a disadvantage, forget it."

Wang Qingshan has no nonsense and wants to take back the Divine Water of Creation.

Lin Buer smiled, quickly took out a golden jade slip, handed it to Wang Qingshan, and said: "Don't get me wrong, fellow Daoist Wang, it's a deal, it's a deal, I'll explain in advance that the song "Lost in Soul" requires the caster's mana. After the late stage of refining the void, It is not recommended for monks to play this piece of music, otherwise the caster may run out of mana, and there is no way to stop playing this piece of music."