Rise of Qinglian

Wei State, Bailong Valley.

Wang Qingqing and other more than 30 weapon refiners concentrated on refining the weapons.

Each bluestone arena is covered with soundproof arrays, so Wang Qingqing and others can refine their weapons with peace of mind.

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

Wang Qingqing was sitting cross-legged on the futon, her face slightly pale, and six pale golden flying needles were suspended in front of her. Each flying needle was about a foot long, with several spiritual patterns faintly visible on the surface.

Her spells were twitching endlessly, one after another hitting the six golden flying needles.

As time went by, the six golden flying needles shrank by one-third, becoming smaller and smaller, making them difficult to detect without careful observation.

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

Not long after, her pale face turned a little rosy. She changed her spell and hit a cyan porcelain vase with one spell.

A large piece of cyan liquid flew out of the porcelain bottle. As Wang Qingqing's magic skills changed, the cyan liquid divided into six groups, each of which was wrapped in a golden flying needle.

Time passed little by little, and the golden flying needle slowly turned into cyan, getting smaller and smaller, and could not be detected.

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 her magic technique changed, the six cyan flying needles suddenly became brighter. After a moment, the light dimmed and the six flying needles fell to the ground.

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

She glanced at the bluestone arena where Tang Jingtian was sitting. Tang Jingtian was refining a set of magical weapons, seven cyan darts, each of which was a high-grade magical weapon.

A look of surprise flashed in Wang Qingqing's eyes. He was worthy of being a descendant of a wealthy cultivating clan, and his level of weapon refining was very high.

Other refiners were almost successful in refining it, but of course, some failed and left early.

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

Early on the next morning, Li Hang sent people to collect the magic weapons refined by Wang Qingqing and other weapon refiners, and they were graded by three second-level weapon refiners from Tianbing Sect.

Wang Qingqing looked a little nervous but also a little excited. This was her first time participating in a weapon refining competition.

Less than half an hour later, Li Hang announced the results of the competition. Tang Jingtian won first place, with seven high-grade magical weapons, and Wang Qingqing was lucky enough to be ranked in the top ten.

Refining the flying needle magic weapon is not easy in the first place, let alone a complete set of magic weapons. This does not mean that her level of weapon refining is higher than others, but that some weapon refiners make the refining more difficult in order to obtain a higher ranking. Some of the magic weapons, such as clocks, mirrors, etc., made mistakes when refining them. They only had one copy of the materials and had to leave with regret.

Wang Qingqing received a five-foot-long jade tree with a year of three hundred years, while Tang Jingtian received a talisman, which made others envious.

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

"Auntie, I won the ranking, tenth place."

Wang Changyue smiled and said: "Yes, but you can't be proud. There are many weapon refiners who have failed to refine more difficult magic weapons in order to get a higher ranking. Otherwise, you still won't be able to get the tenth place. "

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

Just when Wang Qingqing was about to agree, Wang Changyue took the lead and said apologetically: "Sorry, Fellow Taoist Tang, we are in an emergency today and I'm afraid we won't be able to go. Thank you for your kindness. I'm sorry."

Tang Jingtian was a little disappointed and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, then next time."

"must."

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

After returning to her residence, Wang Qingqing asked: "Auntie, Taoist Fellow Tang is kind-hearted. Why don't we go to the banquet?"

"You! You are still too young. Think about it, why did the Tianbing Sect reward Tang Jingtian with a talisman? You know, the Tianbing Sect did not say what the prize was. They could have rewarded a spiritual stone. The talisman is comparable to the spiritual stone. Much more precious.”

Wang Changyue said meaningfully.

Wang Qingqing thought about it carefully and said, "Auntie, are you saying that the large-scale auction held by Tianbingmen should be related to Tang Jingtian?"

"Yes, I remember that the leader of the Heavenly Arms Sect has a granddaughter. If I guessed correctly, the Tang family should be married to the leader of the Heavenly Weapons Sect. Otherwise, the Heavenly Arms Sect would not have such a big battle. As a descendant of a large clan of cultivators, you Don't deal with them less, our Wang family is just a small family, and if we put our hot face on others' cold buttocks, our Wang family won't be able to get in line."

Wang Qingqing nodded and said: "I understand, aunt. I hope to buy a foundation-building pill at the auction the day after tomorrow."

"I hope so."

Time soon came to the day when the auction was held, and the auction hall was crowded with immortal cultivators.

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

"Clang clang clang!"

After three heavy bells rang, the auction began.

Li Hang quickly walked to the circular high platform in the center and said loudly: "I, Li Hang, will be in charge of hosting this auction. The highest bidder will win. The first auction item is a set of five purple moon darts, each magical weapon." They are all low-grade magic weapons, with a base price of one thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand."

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One by one, the auction items appeared at the auction, and the transaction price of each item was thousands of spiritual stones. The atmosphere in the venue gradually became warm.

"Three Foundation Establishment Pills, the base price is 10,000 spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than 1,000 spiritual stones."

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

"Ten thousand!"

"Just in case!"

"twelve thousand!"

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The competition for the Foundation-Building Pill was very fierce. Wang Changyue participated in the bidding. Unfortunately, she failed to bid for a Foundation-Building Pill.

There were too many immortal cultivators bidding, and three Foundation Establishment Pills were sold at high prices of fifty-seven thousand, fifty-nine thousand, and sixty-two thousand respectively.

After auctioning off the Foundation Establishment Pill, Li Hang auctioned several more items, and Wang Changyue bought a second-level mid-grade demon bee's inner pill.

There were three items in the final auction, a talisman, a prototype of a talisman and a third-level talisman seal. The prototype of the talisman fetched a sky-high price of 270,000 yuan.

As Wang Changyue expected, after the auction, Sun Junyan, the head of the Tianbing Sect, showed up and solemnly announced that his great-granddaughter would marry Tang Jingtian of the Tang family, and that the Tianbing Sect and the Tang family were getting married.

Sun Junyan is the leader of a faction. He is willing to marry his great-granddaughter to Tang Jingtian, which shows the power of the Tang family.

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 at Wang's grocery store, and a girl in a green skirt received them.

"Wang Xiaoyou, is your grandpa here? We have something to do with him."

Wang Qingshan said politely.

"Two seniors, grandpa is in seclusion and doesn't see guests. I'm sorry."

Wang Changhao was a little disappointed and nodded: "Okay then! Let's come back another day."

He originally wanted to buy a set of second-order formations from Wang Lin, but since Wang Lin had gone into seclusion, he had no choice but to give up!

Half an hour later, Wang Changhao and ten others appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Qingshan reluctantly forgot about Tianquan Mountain, released a blue flying boat, and walked up.

After everyone walked up, Wang Qingshan pinched his magical power, and the green flying boat's light swelled, carrying them high into the sky.