A seal of immortality

Chapter 71
"I was delayed a little on the road, but I managed to catch up," Wang Changsheng said with a slight smile at Wang Changxue.

"Wang Daoyou, do you have anything to sell, I can make room for you to put it," Huang Qiping said.

"Yes! Seventh brother, eldest sister can help you sell," Wang Changxue echoed.

"No need, Seventh Brother's stuff has been sold out long ago, by the way, it was sold out at my booth," Wang Changyue said before Wang Changsheng could speak, with a somewhat smug expression.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng nodded, agreeing with Wang Changyue's words.

"By the way, seventh brother, more than half of the time has passed for the Ningzhou small meeting, and it will end in seven or eight days. Then you can go with us! Be safe," Wang Changxue reminded as if remembering something .

"That's right! Fellow Daoist Wang, I heard that after the last few Ningzhou small meetings, some solo cultivators disappeared inexplicably after the meeting. It's safer to go together. I also invited a few friends to go on the road together. Don't worry, we all know the basics," Huang Qiping also suggested.

"No problem, where will we wait then!" Wang Changsheng had no objection to this.

"Let's gather in this square, and we will go on the road together when the time comes. By the way, this is a spirit stone for selling spirit grass. I forgot to give it to you last time I attended the ceremony with my father." After finishing speaking, Huang Qiping took out more than ten spirit stones and handed them to Wang Changsheng.

Huang Qiping didn't mention it, Wang Changsheng almost forgot about it. From this incident, it can be seen that Huang Qiping's character is still good, no wonder the eldest sister likes him.

Wang Changsheng nodded, accepted the spirit stone, and after chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng found a reason to leave.

Since the Ningzhou small meeting is about to end in seven or eight days, he naturally wants to take a good look at it. Besides, the eldest sister is setting up a stall, so he is too embarrassed to interrupt.

To Wang Changsheng's surprise, Wang Changyue, who is active by nature, obediently stayed at the booth to help Wang Changxue take care of the business.

Unknowingly, Wang Changsheng came to the center of the square.

"No, I don't want yours. I don't have 250 spirit stones, so I can't exchange it for my Zijin knife."

"This is a map of the hidden treasure, isn't it worth 30 Yuan Lingshi?"

"You'll always say it's a remnant map. Where can I find other parts? Besides, if you say it's a treasure map, is it a treasure map? How do I know if what you say is true or not?"

A fierce quarrel came from a booth in front.

"Hidden treasure map?" Wang Changsheng walked up quickly when he heard the words.

The cultivators near the stall heard the quarrel and surrounded it curiously.

Some immortal cultivators who have no descendants will hide what they have learned in their lives and their belongings somewhere before they die, and draw them as a treasure map for those who are destined to find them. However, such things are rare, and I did not expect them to Appearing at the Ningzhou small meeting, even if it was only a fragmentary picture, it made these immortal cultivators feel itchy.

"Where is it!"

"Let me see, it's only a small piece."

"The treasure map, is it real or fake? It can't be something left by a worldly rich man!"

After seeing the so-called remnant map of the hidden treasure, the immortal cultivators onlookers talked a lot.

In front of this small stall, stood a round-faced young man in his 20s. The mana fluctuations on his body were about ten layers of Qi refining. He was holding a small piece of gray cloth-like object with some strange patterns painted on it. , which looks like a topographic map of a place.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest. On the stall stood a golden sword several feet long with a purple handle.

"This must have been left by the immortal cultivator, even if it is a rudimentary magic attack, it will be intact," the round-faced youth explained loudly.

After finishing speaking, the round-faced young man raised a finger and muttered something, a ball of egg-sized flame appeared on the fingertip, and then he put the rag on top of the flame.

The seemingly ordinary rag did not change at all under the burning of the flame, and it was not afraid of the high temperature of the flame. Obviously, this rag was by no means an ordinary thing.

Seeing this scene, many people showed interested expressions on their faces.

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, the round-faced young man was a little satisfied, and then said, "Not only low-level magic attacks, but also attacks from low-level magic weapons can be resisted."

After saying this, the round-faced young man took out a flying knife that was more than a foot long and glowed with blue light, threw the rag on the ground, held the blue flying knife, and slashed at the rag.

With a "bang", a crack several inches long appeared on the bluestone slab on the ground, but the rags were intact.

"How about it, isn't it worth 30 yuan of spirit stones?" The round-faced youth put away the blue throwing knife and said to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"It's worth ten spirit stones at most," the middle-aged Taoist priest said after pondering for a moment when he saw this.

Hearing this, the round-faced young man was a little disappointed and fell into deep thought.

"My fellow Taoist, why don't you sell this treasure map to my little sister? I'll give you 12 yuan of spirit stones," said an eighteen or nineteen-year-old woman in a green shirt from among the watching crowd, and said to the round-faced youth. .

"I will pay 13 yuan."

"Sell it for 14 yuan?"

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The immortal cultivators watching around were very interested in this rag. Even if this rag was not a hidden treasure map, it was worth buying and researching because it could withstand the attacks of elementary spells and low-level magic weapons. Not bad, it’s not bad to use it as a heart guard!
In this way, the price was raised to 23 spirit stones in a short while, and the bid was the woman in green shirt who spoke first.

Faced with this price, the others were silent. Although most of them came from the Xiuxian family, they were not rich enough to buy a rag with more than 20 spirit stones, even if the rag looked unusual.

"23 yuan?" The round-faced young man's face was a little moved. If this price was added with two talisman seals, maybe he could get a Zijin knife from a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"I'll pay 30 yuan," at this moment, a lazy voice came into the ears of the round-faced youth.

The round-faced young man looked towards the source of the voice, and the one who spoke was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with an interested expression on his face, it was Wang Changsheng.

"Are you willing to pay 30 yuan?" The round-faced youth frowned and said to Wang Changsheng.

It's no wonder that Wang Changsheng is too young, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like someone who can afford 30 yuan of spirit stones.

"Why, Fellow Daoist Daoist is still unwilling to sell 30 Yuan Lingshi?" Wang Changsheng said lightly.

To this, the round-faced young man did not answer, but turned his attention to the woman in the green shirt. He hoped that the woman could offer a higher price.

"Little sister doesn't have so many spirit stones, but I do have some talismans. I don't know if they can be used as a bargain," the green-shirted woman hesitated for a moment before saying this.

"In that case, fellow daoist, you only need 30 yuan of spirit stones, and this treasure map is yours," the round-faced youth said to Wang Changsheng after a little thought.

Wang Changsheng immediately took out the 30 yuan spirit stone, handed it to the round-faced young man, and took the rag from the other party.

Amidst the idiot-like gazes of the crowd, Wang Changsheng turned and left. A man in black followed quickly, his eyes full of greed.

Considering that he would attend the talisman maker exchange meeting tomorrow, Wang Changsheng went back to the inn, ate something and fell asleep.

Not long after Wang Changsheng returned to his room, a man in black also checked into the inn, right across from him.

The next morning, Wang Changsheng woke up. After breakfast, he walked out of the inn and walked towards the tea house Ju Yaju on the opposite side.

(End of this chapter)