Rise of Qinglian

Chen Chuzu was a loose cultivator for nine generations. He lived all over the world and hunted monsters for a living. By chance, he rescued a female monk. The two of them worked together to hunt monsters. Over time, they developed a good impression of each other. , became a pair of monks and wandered in the world of immortality.

The two shared joys and sorrows, supported each other, and gradually advanced to the stage of becoming gods.

They were invited by friends to break the ban and hunt for treasure. They attacked for several days before breaking the ban. The monks fought for the treasure. During the fight, Chen Chu grabbed some of the treasure. His Taoist companion died trying to protect him. Tao disappears.

For many years, Chen Chu wanted to take revenge, but his cultivation was not high and he could only bury his hatred in his heart.

A large-scale auction was held in Qingjiafang City. It was said that there were sixth-level escape spells and sixth-level elixirs for sale. When Chen Chu learned the news, he also rushed to Qingjiafang City.

The streets are crowded with pedestrians and traffic.

Chen Chu strolled along the bustling street, looking left and right with curious eyes.

More than half an hour later, Chen Chu appeared at the door of Jinyu Pavilion and walked in.

The hall is spacious and bright, with various materials such as spiritual treasures, demon pills, and elixirs placed on the shelves, making it dazzling.

Chen Chu didn't stop in the hall and went straight upstairs.

Arriving on the fifth floor, he saw a fat young man in a yellow shirt with a shrewd face and a tall young man in a golden shirt with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

"I'm Wang Chuanyun, the shopkeeper of Jinyu Pavilion. This is my brother Wang Chuanming. Is there anything you can do to help fellow Taoist?"

The young man in yellow shirt said with a smile and a sincere tone.

"I want to identify something. Shopkeeper Wang can help me take a look."

Chen Chu took out an exquisite golden jade box and handed it to Wang Chuanyun.

He got this jade box from the ancient monk's cave, and he couldn't recognize the contents inside.

Jinyu Pavilion is a shop opened by the Wang family. Behind the Wang family is Zhenhai Palace. I am well-informed and should know it.

Wang Chuanyun nodded and opened the lid of the box. There was a dark paste-like object inside, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Chen Chu took out the object and squeezed it hard. The object deformed and some colorful auras could be seen.

"This is colorful divine mud, a sixth-level material that can be used to refine sixth-level puppet beasts."

Wang Chuanyun said with a smile.

"Colorful Divine Clay!"

Chen Chu frowned, and he asked several appraisers to identify it. Some said it was a fifth-level material, and some said it was a sixth-level material. The opinions were different.

Wang Chuanming looked at the paste-like object carefully and frowned.

"I'm willing to pay a high price for a low-grade Tongtian Lingbao. How about it?"

Wang Chuanyun said sincerely.

"A low-grade Tongtian Lingbao!"

Chen Chu was shocked. The Wang family's offer was the highest.

He pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "Too little."

Wang Chuanyun's face darkened, and he was about to refuse, when Wang Chuanming's arm touched his.

"Two!"

Wang Chuanyun immediately changed his attitude.

"It's still too little."

Chen Chu continued to shake his head. He didn't know what it was. Judging from the attitude of the Wang family monks, it should be something good.

Wang Chuanyun's face darkened, he thought for a moment, and said, "Add two more bottles of elixirs for improving mana."

Chen Chu still shook his head. He wanted to see how high the Wang family would pay.

Wang Chuanyun's face turned livid as he continued: "Add another bottle of elixir for improving mana."

Chen Chu still shook his head, and Wang Chuanming said, "Fellow Taoist, please give me a price!"

"Five low-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, plus five bottles of elixirs for improving mana."

Chen Chu lion opened his mouth.

Wang Chuanming frowned, thought for a while, and nodded in agreement.

"Five pieces seem to be missing, six pieces, six pieces of low-grade Tongtian Lingbao!"

Chen Chu changed his mind. This was a semi-finished product, and he didn't know its specific value. It would be a pity if such a rare thing was sold at a bargain price.

Wang Chuanming's face darkened and he said, "Fellow Taoist, please excuse me."

Seeing this, Chen Chu said nothing more, paid the appraisal fee, put away the jade box and left.

"Brother Chuan Ming, what materials do you need to exchange for two low-grade Tongtian Lingbao?"

Wang Chuanyun said doubtfully.

"If I read it correctly, that is a piece of Nine Lights Divine Clay! This is a seventh-level weapon refining material. It is used by weapon refiners to refine weapons. This is a semi-finished product."

Wang Chuanming's voice was a little trembling. Nine-color insects like to eat hardware. After eating a large amount of metal ore, nine-color insects of the seventh level and above will excrete a material called Nine-light Divine Mud. The recovery ability of Nine-Guang Divine Mud is very strong. If made into a treasure, it will have a very good effect in resisting the great calamity.

"Then why didn't you agree to him? Five heavenly treasures are worth it!"

Wang Chuanyun's face was full of confusion.

"Look at his reaction. If we agree, he will definitely continue to increase the price. He is testing our bottom line. I hate this kind of people the most. They push the envelope."

Wang Chuanming snorted coldly and explained.

"But isn't the Nine Light Divine Mud..."

Wang Chuanyun was greatly puzzled.

"Kill him and the things will be ours too."

Wang Chuanming's face was full of murderous intent. He had already resorted to tricks to ensure that he would get this piece of Nine Lights Divine Mud.

It's fine if Chen Chu sells things to him, but if he doesn't sell them to him, then he'll rob them.

"Kill him? This is against the clan rules. If the news leaks out, we will be in trouble."

Wang Chuanyun looked hesitant. If he discovered a secret realm, a cave, or a metal vein, and his clan members fought with other monks, the family would not say anything.

This situation is strictly prohibited by the family.

"Heaven knows and the earth knows that you know and I know that it is a great achievement for us to hand this thing over to the family. There is hope in practicing the Void. Do you want to stay in the Divine Transformation Stage for the rest of your life? Without great merit, it will be difficult for us to advance to the Void Refining Stage. "

Wang Chuanming said in a deep voice.

"Are you sure it's the Nine Lights Divine Clay? What if you misjudge..."

Wang Chuanyun still hesitated.

"If you look wrong, you may look wrong. There was not an evil cultivator causing trouble some time ago. He is an accomplice of the evil cultivator. We discovered him and he deserves to die."

Wang Chuanming sneered.

Wang Chuanyun shuddered and still hesitated.

"I'll handle this matter without your intervention. Once it's done, I'll take the credit for it. How about that?"

Wang Chuanming ordered, his tone changed, and he said: "With our strength, it is difficult to stand out among the more than 400 people in the transformation stage. Now that the opportunity is in front of us, do you want to do it?"

"I'll listen to you."

Wang Chuanyun thought for a while and said this.

Wang Chuanming is right. They are not outstanding. It is already good to be able to advance to the God Transformation Stage. If you want to advance to the Void Refining Stage, you must have great achievements.

Wang Chuanming nodded with satisfaction, stood up and left.

After leaving Jinyu Pavilion, Chen Chu wandered around, occasionally looking behind him to see if there were any monks following him.

As the sky darkened, he found a place to stay.

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In a secluded courtyard, Wang Chuanming was talking to a tall, thin old man in green robe and a short, fat man in red shirt. The old man in green robe and the big man in red shirt were both god-transformation monks, and the old man in green robe had transformation. God’s later cultivation.