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Wang Changsheng looked at the three-mu first-order spiritual field in front of him, and his face was full of joy. In two days, the three-mu spiritual valley could be harvested.

Wang Changsheng's lips moved a few times, and a little blue light appeared in front of him, which quickly condensed into a white cloud about the size of a zhang.

"go."

Wang Changsheng pointed his finger at the sky above the Lingtian, and the white cloud suddenly flew over the Lingtian, and continued to expand, eventually turning into a giant white cloud, covering the three acres of Lingtian.

"It's raining."

Wang Changsheng gave a light drink, and a magic trick hit the giant white cloud.

The giant white clouds rolled over and the pea-sized raindrops poured down, bringing a little coolness to the three acres of spiritual fields.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng's magic formula was closed, the giant white cloud turned into a little blue light and disappeared, and the rain stopped.

"Ninth brother, good morning!"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded.

Wang Changsheng looked at the source of the voice, and saw Wang Changxing walking towards him slowly.

"Morning! Third brother, don't you have to go on duty?"

"I told my third uncle that the Tianhe small meeting was held every five years. I have some spirits in my hands, and I plan to sell them in Tianhefang City. Second sister and the others will also go to Tianhefang City to sell goods. I'll come and ask. You, do you want to go together? It is said that this time Tianhe Xiao will have spiritual objects to assist in foundation building, attracting many monks to go there. There are not many opportunities for this kind of opportunity, and it will definitely make a lot of money. I started preparing as early as half a year ago. ."

Wang Changxing was a little eager to try.

Wang Changsheng was a little moved, but he remembered something, and said with an embarrassed expression: "I have to take care of Linggu, I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

"Hey, what's the matter, why don't you let the third aunt take care of you? Second sister and the others also entrust their errands to their elders, so that they can go to Tianhefang City to gain knowledge. Ninth brother, you haven't been to Tianhe yet. Fangshi! The Tianhe Small Meeting is held every five years, and every time a large number of monks participate, bringing all kinds of spiritual things, it would be a pity if you don't go."

Wang Changsheng thought for a while, what Wang Changxing said really made sense.

The three-mu Linggu can be harvested in two days, as long as it is watered regularly during the period.

"When to set off?"

Wang Changxing shook his head and said, "I don't know that either. It's Uncle Six who leads the team. If you want to go to the Tianhe Xiaohui, go and tell Sanbo first, and Sanbo should know the departure time."

"Thanks, I'll go ask my father now."

Wang Changxing chatted with Wang Changsheng for a few words, then said goodbye and left.

After breakfast, Wang Changsheng came to the study and told Wang Mingyuan about this.

"Tianhe Xiaohui is held every five years. If you haven't been there yet, then go and learn more. I will let your mother take care of Lingtian."

Wang Mingyuan pondered for a while and agreed.

Wang Changsheng was full of joy and said, "Thank you, Dad."

"Every time a small meeting in Tianhe is held, it will attract a large number of cultivators to participate, and the fish and dragons are mixed. You are not allowed to leave Fangshi without permission, and all actions follow your sixth uncle's arrangement, understand?"

Wang Mingyuan suddenly remembered something, and solemnly warned.

"Child remember it."

Wang Changsheng agreed without hesitation.

Wang Mingyuan nodded, took off his storage bag, the mouth of the bag was facing down, he shook it down, and more than 20 spiritual stones fell out of it.

"There are twenty-three spiritual stones here, you can take them, save some flowers, and keep your eyes open. Don't be deceived by others. Your uncle and fourth uncle have been deceived before. Come on, we'll leave tomorrow morning at midnight."

Wang Mingyuan taught with sincerity.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, his heart was warm, and he repeatedly agreed.

The next morning, after breakfast, Wang Changsheng left Qinglian Mountain with his sixth uncle, Wang Mingzhan.

Tianhefang City is located in the northwest of Guangling County. It is led by the Hongyeling Lin family and jointly opened by the Wuhua Mountain Zhu family and the Baiyunling Ye family. It is also the largest square city in Ningzhou.

Every five years, the three major families will hold a grand auction in Tianhefang City, also known as Tianhe Xiaohui.

Tianhe Xiaohui was originally a method used by the three major families to attract other immortal cultivators to come to trade, and then gradually evolved into a grand festival. To sell or buy goods, according to reliable sources, the Lin family brought out a kind of spiritual artifact that can assist in foundation building in this auction, attracting a large number of cultivators to participate.

It was ten minutes at noon, the sun was shining brightly, and there were no clouds in the sky.

Tianhefang City was full of people, the streets were crowded with people, and the voices of all kinds of hawking were endless. The entrance and exit of Fang City were crowded with monks, and there was a long queue.

A white light suddenly cut through the sky, and not long after, the white light fell on the entrance and exit of Fangshi.

Bai Guang is a white flying boat that is more than three feet long, and ten immortal cultivators are standing on it. It is Wang Changsheng and his party.

It was the first time for Wang Changsheng to come to Tianhefang City. He had only heard about the prosperity of Tianhefang City before, and when he saw the tall city walls and long queues of Tianhefang City with his own eyes, he couldn't help showing a touch of excitement on his face.

On the way here, Wang Changxing introduced him to various interesting things about Tianhefang City, which made Wang Changsheng very curious about Tianhefang City.

Wang Changsheng and others walked down from the white flying boat, Wang Mingzhan put away the white flying boat, and said solemnly: "This is Tianhe Square City, not a square market opened by our family. the words said."

There were ten people in this trip, four were of the "Ming" generation, and six were of the "Chang" generation.

On the way here, Wang Mingzhan divided the six "long" characters into three groups, two groups, and asked them to supervise each other, and were not allowed to leave Fangshi without permission.

"Understood, Sixth Uncle, you've said it eight hundred times, we won't leave Fangshi without permission."

Wang Changxing agreed immediately.

Hearing Wang Changsheng and others' answers, Wang Mingzhan nodded. As the leader, he didn't want his son and nephew to have an accident, otherwise he would not be able to explain to his brothers at home. For this reason, he repeatedly emphasized that he should not leave Fangshi without permission.

Wang Changsheng and others agreed in unison, Sixth Uncle was a little long-winded, but it was for their own good.

Wang Mingzhan nodded, and led Wang Changsheng and others towards the team, lining up to enter the city.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng came to the entrance.

Two monks in iron armor stood guard at the gate of the city. One of the middle-aged men held a white mirror. Whenever a monk entered the city, he would take a look at the white mirror.

"Let's go!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Changsheng, waved his hand, and motioned for Wang Changsheng to enter the city.

Wang Changsheng responded and walked into the city.

At this moment, two men and one woman hurried out of Fang City. The one who walked in the front was a tall and thin old man in yellow robe, with a happy look on his face that could not be concealed.

Looking at the mana fluctuations on the three of them, it was obvious that they were Foundation Establishment cultivators.

A few strange sounds came from the sky, and the eyes of the three foundation-building cultivators lit up and looked up at the sky.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng turned his head curiously and looked up into the sky.

I saw two black dots appearing in the sky, landing on the ground from far to near.

The two black dots were clearly two giant black eagles with a height of about 10 feet. The giant eagles had two heads and three legs, which was quite strange.

On the backs of the two black giant eagles sat a man and a woman.

The man was in his twenties, with a burly body and handsome features, wearing a blue brocade robe, and the woman wearing a cyan floral dress, with delicate facial features and snow-white skin. Judging from the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the two of them, UU Reading www .uukanshu.com is also a foundation-building cultivator.

On the sleeves of the two, there is a Tai Chi pattern, which seems to represent something.

Seeing the two of them, the old man in yellow robe walked over quickly and said cheerfully, "Yuxin, you're back, are you okay on the road!"

The girl in the green skirt smiled sweetly and said, "Grandfather, you are worried about Laos, and the journey is safe. Let me introduce to you, this is Senior Brother Zhao Liancheng. This time, Senior Brother Lao Zhao is escorted, so that grandson can return to the family safely and smoothly. Inside the door, Senior Brother Zhao also took good care of his grandson."

"It turned out to be Daoyou Zhao. Yuxin mentioned it to the old man. Daoyou Zhao, our Lin family is a small clan, and it can't compare to Zixiaomen. If there is any neglect, please take care of it."

The old man in yellow robe bowed his hands to Zhao Liancheng and said politely.

Zhao Liancheng smiled slightly, and said sincerely: "Old Lin is very polite, it's me who caused you trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble, these two are Daoyou Zhu and Daoyou Ye. They came out to greet you when they learned that you were coming back."

The old man in yellow robe shook his head and pointed to a man and a woman behind him and introduced.

"Zhu Wenlue met Zhao Daoyou."

"Ye Ruhui, the concubine, has met Daoyou Zhao."

Zhao Liancheng was a disciple of Zixiaomen, so the two did not dare to neglect.

Zhao Liancheng just nodded as a response.

Lin Yuxin glanced at the monks who were queuing to enter Fangshi, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she urged: "Grandfather, Senior Brother Zhao and I have been on the road for more than a month, and I am a little tired. Please ask Senior Brother Zhao to go in to rest first, and I will talk about it later. !"

"This is the old man's negligence, Daoyou Zhao, please, I have prepared a banquet for you and Yuxin to catch the wind and dust."

The old man in yellow robe invited Zhao Liancheng and Lin Yuxin into Fangshi with a smile on his face, with Zhu Wenlue and Ye Ruhui following behind.

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