Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng looked up and saw Guangdong Ren's familiar round face on the second floor of the restaurant.

Guangdong Ren held a golden chicken drumstick in his hand and his mouth was full of oil.

Wang Changsheng showed a sincere smile on his face and said: "Guangdao friend, you have arrived in Guangyuan City so soon."

"I came here half a year ago. If you're okay, come up and let's have a drink."

Wang Changsheng naturally would not refuse, so he flew to the second floor and sat down opposite Guangdong Ren.

Guangdong Ren ordered a large table of food, which contained spiritual energy.

His mouth was full of oil as he ate. He held a golden chicken leg in his left hand and a wine flask in his right hand. He took a bite of the chicken leg and drank a sip of spiritual wine.

"This is the third-order spiritual wine Yan Python Wine. It is soaked with third-order Yan Python and a variety of third-order elixirs. It can be drunk after being buried in the ground for ten years. For alchemy monks, it has the effect of improving mana."

Guangdong Ren poured a glass of wine for Wang Changsheng and said with a smile.

Wang Changsheng was not polite, raised his wine glass and clinked it with Guangdong Ren.

As soon as the drink fell into his stomach, a pure spiritual energy rose up in his abdomen.

Wang Changsheng hurriedly refined his skills. This cup of spiritual wine was equivalent to several days of hard work for him. If he drank a bottle, it should be enough for him to work hard for several months.

He just thought about it. The third-level Yan Python plus a variety of third-level elixirs cost at least one hundred thousand spiritual stones. That is, Guangdong Ren could afford it. The Bailing Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and its background is unknown to the Wang family. How many times stronger.

Wang Changsheng looked at Guangdong Ren's bulging belly and felt envious in his heart.

Speaking of which, he knew two fat men in the Danjie stage, one was Guangdong Ren and the other was Meng Tianzheng from the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Guangdong Ren was more free and easy, while Meng Tianzheng was more serious.

"By the way, there is an exchange meeting in Guangyuanju tomorrow night. Come with me! Meeting some fellow practitioners will be helpful to your future practice."

Guangdong Ren took a bite of the food and said casually.

"Guangyuanju? Taoist Ziyang from Baipupou Tower also invited me to participate."

"What? Do you know him?"

Wang Changsheng shook his head and told what happened. There was nothing to hide.

Guangdong Ren suddenly realized and said: "Fellow Daoist Lu is famous for making friends with fellow practitioners. He is not only a third-level weapon refiner, but also a third-level puppet maker. You can exchange puppet skills with him. As for how much he is willing to talk, it depends. It’s up to you.”

"Third-level puppet maker!"

Wang Changsheng nodded secretly. During the foundation building stage, he relied on the echo disc left by his ancestors and practiced more to refine the magic weapon. Even if he failed, he could afford the price. After entering the pill formation stage, whether it was refining magic weapons or The price of failure in refining the third-level puppet beast was too high for him to bear.

It would be easier if there are colleagues to exchange advice. It is too difficult to explore alone. Wang Qingqi and Wang Changyue are an example. There is no one to give advice, and there is not much use in using classics. This is why cultivators like to hold exchange meetings. reason.

Guangdong Ren ate a lot, and most of the food on the table went into his stomach. Wang Changsheng just ate some politely.

"Okay, after you've eaten and drank enough, I'm going to go back and take a nap. I'll see you in Guangyuan tomorrow night at Youshi."

Guangdong Ren patted his bulging belly and walked swaggering downstairs.

Wang Changsheng found an inn and stayed there.

The day passed quickly.

After nightfall, Wang Changsheng arrived at Guangyuan Residence in advance. Two foundation-building monks blocked the entrance, and only the alchemy-building monks could enter.

There were more than a dozen alchemy monks gathered on the third floor. They were sitting together in twos and threes, some men and some women. Guangdong Ren had already arrived and was communicating with Taoist Ziyang.

Wang Changsheng walked to them and sat down next to Guangdong Ren.

"Friend Dao Guang, Friend Lu, what are you talking about!"

Wang Changsheng forced a smile on his face and asked sincerely.

"Nothing to talk about, Fellow Daoist Lu, this is the Fellow Daoist Wang I told you about. He is also very interested in the art of puppetry. You can communicate."

Guangdong Ren pointed at Wang Changsheng and introduced.

Taoist Ziyang nodded and casually asked a few questions about the third-order puppet beast. Wang Changsheng didn't know much about it and couldn't answer it. Taoist Ziyang had no intention of continuing the conversation and changed the topic.

Time passed little by little, and pill-forming monks came up one after another.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a red face and a purple python robe walked up.

Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up when he saw the middle-aged man, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

The middle-aged man is Wang Huashan, Wang Ruyan’s grandfather.

Wang Huashan's eyes quickly passed over the monks present. When he saw Wang Changsheng, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes and he walked up to Wang Changsheng.

"Friend Dao Dao Guang, Friend Dao Wang, long time no see."

Wang Huashan forced a smile on his face and sat down next to Wang Changsheng.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Wang. Fellow Daoist Wang, this is Fellow Daoist Lu from Qianjimen."

Guangdong Ren introduced that he did not specify the relationship between Wang Changsheng and Wang Huashan.

The four of them started chatting, and guessing that time was almost up, Taoist Ziyang stood up and walked to the center of the crowd.

A sincere smile appeared on his face, he hugged everyone and said: "Welcome all Taoist friends to come to the exchange meeting organized by Pindao. The people have almost arrived. Let's start the exchange now. Pindao is the organizer, let's start first. !”

"Wait, there's Huang."

A somewhat hurried male voice came from downstairs, and after a burst of hurried footsteps, Huang Fugui walked up.

Huang Fugui glanced at the monks present, found an empty table, and sat down.

Taoist Ziyang took out three materials, a piece of golden ore, a two-foot-long black turtle shell and a cyan wooden box.

"A piece of gold rhenium stone, which can be used to refine flying knives and flying swords, the shell of a third-order low-grade black jade turtle, and a third-order low-grade demon elixir, which can be exchanged for a five-hundred-year-old spirit wood or a third-order mid-grade The spirit of the monster."

The materials that Taoist Ziyang brought out were good, but they were not necessary for Wang Changsheng.

He participated in the exchange meeting hoping to exchange for the third-level heaven and earth spiritual water.

Several pill-forming monks stepped forward and exchanged with Taoist Ziyang. Wang Huashan took away the third-level low-grade demon pill.

The three things that Taoist Ziyang took out were all exchanged.

Taoist Ziyang made a good start. After he returned to his seat, Guangdong Ren stepped forward and took out four materials.

A piece of animal skin with a faint blue light, a blue pointed horn about a foot long, a fist-sized piece of golden ore and a cyan porcelain bottle.

"A piece of animal skin of the third-level low-grade ice wind python, the horn of the third-level low-grade one-horned thunder rhinoceros, a piece of golden jade stone and the soul of a third-level low-grade monster beast, in exchange for third-level ingredients, spiritual honey, and elixir , the flesh and blood essence of third-level monsters, as long as the third-level materials can be eaten."

Several alchemy monks stepped forward and exchanged items with Guangdong Ren, taking away the blue horns and animal skins.