Top of Qinglian

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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 leg in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil.

With a sincere smile on his face, Wang Changsheng said, "Guang Daoyou, you have come to Guangyuan City so soon."

"I came here half a year ago. If you are all right, come up and let's have two drinks."

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

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

He ate a mouthful of oil, holding a golden chicken leg in his left hand and a wine jug in his right hand, taking a bite of the chicken leg and drinking a sip of spirit wine.

"This is the third-order spirit wine, Yanmang wine. It is soaked with a third-order Yan python and a variety of third-order spirit medicines. It can be drunk after being buried in the ground for ten years.

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

Wang Changsheng was not polite, and raised his wine glass to clink with Guangdong Ren.

As soon as the drink fell, it turned into a pure aura rising in the abdomen.

Wang Changsheng hurriedly used the power to refine it. This cup of spirit wine was equivalent to several days of ascetic cultivation. If he drank a jar, it should be able to withstand him for several months of ascetic cultivation.

He just thought about it, the third-order Yan Python plus a variety of third-order elixir, these things require at least 100,000 spirit stones, that is, Guangdong Renneng can afford to drink, the Bailingmen has been inherited for thousands of years, and the background is not better than the Wang family. How many times stronger.

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

Speaking of which, he knew two fat men at the stage of forming pills, one was Guangdong Ren, and the other was Meng Tianzheng from Taiyi Xianmen. Guangdong Ren was more free and easy, while Meng Tianzheng was more serious.

"By the way, there will be an exchange meeting in Guangyuanju tomorrow night. Come with me! Getting to know some fellow practitioners will help you in your future practice."

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

"Guangyuanju? Daoist Ziyang from Hundred Puppet Building also invited me to participate."

"What? You know him?"

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

Guangdong Ren suddenly realized, and said: "Lu Daoyou is notorious for making friends. He is not only a third-order artifact refiner, but also a third-order puppet master. You can exchange puppet skills with him. As for how much he is willing to say, it depends on It's your job."

"Tier 3 Puppet Master!"

Wang Changsheng nodded secretly. When he was in the foundation-building stage, he relied on the shadow disk left by his ancestors and practiced more to refine the magic weapon. Even if he failed, the price was still bearable. Refining Tier 3 puppet beasts, the price of failure is too high for him to bear.

It would be easier if there were peers to exchange and give advice, but it would be too difficult to explore on your own. Wang Qingqi and Wang Changyue are an example. There is no one to give advice. reason.

Guangdong Ren eats a lot, and a large table of food went into his stomach. Wang Changsheng just ate some of it politely.

"Okay, enough to eat and drink, the old man is going back to sleep, see you tomorrow night at Guangyuan Ju."

Guangdong Ren patted his bulging belly and swaggered downstairs.

Wang Changsheng found an inn and stayed there.

One day passed quickly.

After night fell, Wang Changsheng came to Guangyuanju in advance, and there were two foundation-building cultivators blocking the entrance, and only the cultivating dan cultivators could enter.

On the third floor, there were more than a dozen cultivators of Pill Formation. They were sitting together in twos and threes. There were men and women. Guangdong Ren had already arrived and was communicating with Daoist Ziyang through voice transmission.

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

"Guang Daoyou, Lu Daoyou, what are you talking about!"

With a smile on Wang Changsheng's face, he asked sincerely.

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

Guangdong Ren pointed at Wang Changsheng and introduced.

Daoist Ziyang nodded, and casually asked a few questions about the third-order puppet beasts. Wang Changsheng didn’t know enough to answer them, so Daoist Ziyang didn’t want to talk about it anymore and changed the subject.

Time passed little by little, and there were cultivators who came up one after another.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a blushing face and a purple python robe came up.

Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up when he saw the middle-aged man, and there was a bit of joy in his eyes.

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

Wang Huashan's eyes quickly swept over the monks present, and when he saw Wang Changsheng, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards Wang Changsheng.

"Guang Daoyou, Wang Daoyou, long time no see."

With a smile on Wang Huashan's face, he sat down beside 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 point out the relationship between Wang Changsheng and Wang Huashan.

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

With a sincere smile on his face, he clasped his fists at everyone, and said, "Welcome all Daoists to come to the exchange meeting organized by Pindao, the people are almost here, and now the exchange will begin. 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 came up.

Huang Fugui glanced at the monks present, found an empty table with no one, and sat down.

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

"A piece of gold rhenium stone, this item can be used to refine flying knives and flying swords, the shell of the third-order low-grade Xuanyu turtle, and a third-grade low-grade demon pill, in exchange for more than 500 years of spiritual wood or third-grade mid-grade The spirit of the monster ~www.readwn.com~ The materials that Daoist Ziyang came up with are all good, but they are not necessary for Wang Changsheng.

He participated in the exchange meeting, hoping to exchange to the third-order heaven and earth spirit water.

Several cultivators came forward and exchanged with Taoist Ziyang, and Wang Huashan exchanged for the third-order 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 glowing with faint blue light, a blue sharp horn about a foot long, a piece of golden ore the size of a fist, and a cyan porcelain bottle.

"One piece of the skin of the third-order low-grade Ice Wind Python, one horn of the third-order low-grade unicorn Lei Rhino, a piece of Jin Yushi, and a third-order low-grade monster soul, in exchange for the third-order ingredients, spirit honey, and elixir. , the meat and blood essence of the third-order monsters, as long as they can eat the third-order materials."

Several cultivators of the pills stepped forward, took out things and exchanged them with Guangdong Ren, and exchanged the blue sharp horns and animal skins.