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Judging from the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the young man in the blue shirt, it was obviously a foundation-building cultivator.

The middle-aged man's face tightened, and he frowned and said, "What do you mean, fellow Daoist? Are you two?"

"I don't know him. He dared to ambush fellow Daoist, because he was stupid, but he didn't leave his companions and walked away. He was kind and righteous. For the sake of his own sake, how about spare his life?"

The young man in green shirt said slowly, his face indifferent.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes, cupped his hands and asked, "What do you call fellow Daoists, and what sect do you inherit from?"

Possessing a second-order spiritual bird, he built his foundation at a young age, most of whom are disciples of the cultivator sect.

"I'm just Xianyun Yehe, stop talking nonsense, fight or make peace, you decide."

The young man in green shirt was a little unhappy.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "For the sake of fellow Daoist, just spare his life!"

The young man in green shirt showed a satisfied look on his face, and instructed Chen Hu, "Come up quickly! I'll take you out of here."

Chen Hu was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. He was overjoyed, thanked him, and walked towards the cyan giant eagle.

He seemed to remember something, so he quickened his pace, came to Erniang Lu's body, tore off the storage bag from Erniang Lu's waist, threw it aside, and put the body in the storage bag.

Erniang Lu was his wife, and he wanted to find a place to bury Erniang Lu and put her in the ground for safety.

When the young man in blue saw this scene, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Chen Hu climbed onto the back of the blue giant eagle, the blue giant eagle fluttered its wings, spread its wings and flew high into the sky.

The cold wind whizzed past, Chen Hu hesitated for a while, and said, "Thank you for your life-saving grace, senior. I don't know what this junior can do for the senior? I also ask the senior to make it clear."

The Qingshan youth smiled indifferently and said, "You are a smart person, so I don't want to talk nonsense. I can build a foundation for you and help you build a foundation. How about you serve me in the future?"

"It's that simple?"

Chen Hu was taken aback for a moment, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"It's that simple? Hehe, do you think the foundation-building spirits are so easy to take? Eat this."

The blue-shirted youth smiled contemptuously, and took out a white pill the size of a longan.

Chen Hu took the white pill and swallowed it without any hesitation.

"It's refreshing enough, I like it, aren't you afraid it's poison?"

Chen Hu explained calmly: "If senior wants to kill me, it's as simple as crushing an ant. Instead of making senior unhappy, I might as well eat this medicine pill. It's really poisonous, and I don't regret it. I just hope senior can let me bury Erniang's body."

"Hey, you're bold, and you're righteous. I really didn't see the wrong person. Come with me! You'll have a chance to take revenge."

The young man in the blue shirt smiled, and the cyan giant eagle under him accelerated its flight and disappeared into the sky.

Five days later, Wang Mingzhan and his party returned to Qinglian Mountain, and Wang Changsheng followed Wang Mingzhan to Wang Mingyuan's study.

Wang Mingzhan reported the situation of Tianhe Xiaohui to Wang Mingyuan, and also talked about Wang Changsheng's refining and selling of spiritual tools.

"Third brother, this is what happened. Changsheng's crafting level has reached the level of a first-order craftsman. I think he can be trained as a crafting craftsman. If we leave it alone, wouldn't the resources invested earlier be wasted? "

Wang Mingzhan kindly suggested.

Wang Mingyuan nodded and said, "Second Uncle asked his son to stay in Qinglian Mountain to plant the Spirit Valley. He originally wanted to train him to become an artifact refiner, and to refine the materials for mid-grade spirit artifacts. At least 30 spirits are required for one piece. Shi, the fifth sister and the eleventh brother are learning to refine middle-grade spiritual tools, which consumes a lot of money. By selling the mysterious gold ore, our annual profit has increased greatly. The twenty-fifth uncle stationed in Xianyuan City proposed to me to dispatch the refining tools. The teacher went to Xianyuan City, and the refined spiritual tools were sold directly in the store, saving manpower.

Right now, the refinery shop only sells low-grade and mid-grade spirit artifacts, so let Sheng Er and Eleventh Brother go for a trip! The fifth sister stayed behind the family. "

"Third brother, wouldn't it be better to let the child stay in the family? Fifth sister and eleventh brother can refine middle-grade spirit tools, but low-grade spirit tools are not easy to sell. There are many refining shops in Xianyuan City."

Wang Mingyuan smiled slightly and explained: "We rented a shop in Baiyunling, Yunzhou, to sell spiritual tools. The spiritual tools refined by Wumei will be sold in Yunzhou. You can't put all eggs in one basket. So, the son-in-law goes to Xianyuan City. Come on! The Ascension Conference is coming soon, let him go to learn more. Second, the refining shop we opened has added a business of repairing spirit tools, and we plan to pick up some repaired products. The life of the spirit tool."

"Repairing a low-grade spiritual tool? The low-grade spiritual tool is not expensive. If the low-grade spiritual tool is broken, who will repair it? It's enough to buy a new one after repairing it a few times."

Wang Mingyuan sighed and said, "Business is not good! There are quite a few refining shops in Xianyuan City. In order to attract customers, other refining shops have offered a lot of discounts. Uncle Twenty-five suggested to me that anyone who is refining For a monk who buys three middle-grade spirit tools in the shop, we can repair one low-grade spirit tool for him for free, and buy ten middle-grade spirit tools to get one low-grade spirit tool. , 20% off, I hope to attract more guests."

Wang Changsheng was suddenly enlightened. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Father, when will you leave?"

"Two or three months! You can stay at your residence to cultivate honestly. If you have time, go to your fifth aunt and eleventh uncle to ask you about the art of refining. You will be notified when you leave. You should leave first! I have something to discuss with your sixth uncle. ."

Wang Changsheng agreed and turned to leave.

A certain mountain full of red-leaf trees, the place above the mountainside was covered by a thick red fog, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.

This is the residence of the Lin family, the first immortal cultivator in Ningzhou.

Song Huiyun was born in the Song family in Pingyang County. She is the daughter of Song Ziyang, the former head of the Song family.

Song Huiyun has been married to the Lin family for more than 30 years. She has two daughters and a son. Lin Yuting is her youngest son. Although her aptitude is not good, Lin Yuting has a sweet mouth and is very popular with Song Huiyun.

Lin Yuting had already reached the age of marriage, but he was romantic and had a bad reputation. Song Huiyun told Lin Yuting a few marriages, but the other party refused.

Seeing that her son was in his twenties and yet to get married, and children of the same age were already running all over the place, Song Huiyun saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

On this day, she called Lin Yuting to her.

Lin Yuting talked to Song Huiyun for a while, and Song Huiyun laughed heartily.

Song Huiyun looked at Lin Yuting dotingly, took out more than a dozen scrolls, and said pleasantly, "Yuting! There are several portraits of girls here, look, which one do you like? My mother asked your father to send someone to propose marriage. Yuxin and the descendants of Real Master Yunxiao from Zixiao Sect have become a pair of cultivators, relying on the big tree of Master Yunxiao, this time, I see which one dares to refuse."

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