Rise of Qinglian

The Sword Discussion Conference is about to be held, and many Foundation Establishment cultivators rush to Ziyue Villa every day. A blue light flew from the distant sky, and not long after, the blue light landed at the foot of Yingbin Peak.

The blue light faded away, revealing the figures of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

"Is this the Ziyue Mountain Range? It is indeed a rare sacred mountain."

Wang Changsheng felt the abundant aura in the air, and couldn't help but praise.

The aura is so abundant in the periphery alone, and the Yang family's family residence must have even more aura.

At the foot of the mountain, there were two Yang family disciples. A tall and thin young man in blue shirt came over and said respectfully, "The two seniors are here to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference?"

"Exactly. Are there any requirements for participating in the Sword Discussion Conference?"

"As long as the Foundation Establishment cultivator with a clean fortune can participate, the Sword Discussion Conference will be held three days later. Now it is mainly for exchanging materials. If you want to go up the mountain, you must first register."

Wang Changsheng made up two names. After the Yang family disciples registered, they gave Wang Changsheng a square purple moon token, and a Qi refining monk took them up the mountain.

A quarter of an hour later, they came to the halfway up the mountain.

"Seniors, the Lanyue Pavilion is your residence. The token is the access token for the room. It is strictly forbidden to fight on the mountain. Once discovered, there is a square on the top of the mountain. Other seniors trade in the square. Our Yang family is just There is no fee for providing the venue, if you are mistaken and cheated, it has nothing to do with our Yang family."

The Yang family disciple pointed to a blue attic and introduced enthusiastically.

"Okay, I know, go down and get busy!"

Wang Changsheng nodded, and walked to the top of the mountain with Wang Ruyan.

There is a huge bluestone square on the top of the mountain. There are four purple attics more than ten feet high in the square. Except for the four attics, a tea house and a restaurant, the rest are small stalls of different sizes. The stall owners are all immortals. There are children of the Yang family, and there are also foreign monks.

There is a purple banner in each of the four purple attics. On the flags are embroidered talismans, magical instruments, medicine pills, and pawns. There are various kinds of things on the stalls.

There is a silver stone tablet more than two feet high on the square, with a lot of words written on it.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan walked in and took a look. It said the rewards of the Sword Discussion Conference.

The first place will be rewarded with a set of metallic high-grade flying swords and five thousand spirit stones, the second place will be rewarded with a top-grade flying magic weapon and a set of second-order array symbols, and the third place will be rewarded with 30 catties of undiluted mysterious cold water ... Tenth place, reward a set of products.

The undiluted Heaven and Earth Spiritual Water is definitely better than the diluted one, but only the third place rewards the Xuanyou Hanshui, which means that Wang Changsheng must be promoted to the third place.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan walked into a purple attic, and the purple banner at the door was embroidered with the word "Fu Zhuan".

As they expected, all the things sold in the attic were related to talisman seals, ranging from materials for refining talisman paper to finished talisman seals.

"Seniors, what materials do you want to buy? This junior can introduce it to you."

A young man in green shirt came over, he had the third level of Qi Refining.

"Are there any second-level flying talisman soldiers? Second-level lightning-type talisman seals are also fine."

Wang Ruyan asked.

"Sorry, senior, there are no second-tier flying talisman soldiers, but there are first-tier ones. The second-tier lightning-type talisman seals are sold out. If you want to get second-tier flying talisman soldiers, you can participate in the Sword Discussion Conference. The seventh place will reward one Zhang’s second-tier mid-tier flying talismans, and second-tier low-tier flame talismans are still available, do you want to buy a few?”

"No."

Walking out of the purple attic, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan visited the other three purple attics.

Wang Ruyan bought two bottles of second-grade medium-grade Chunya Pill, which contained pure wood spirit energy and was suitable for her to take.

They wandered about, their eyes flicking over the items in the stalls.

There are all kinds of things on the stall, including refining materials, alchemy materials, spirit beasts, talisman seals, and some things that the stall owner can't identify.

Suddenly, Wang Ruyan pulled Wang Changsheng's shirt, and said via voice transmission, "Husband, self-destruct magic weapon."

Wang Changsheng followed the gaze pointed by Wang Ruyan, and saw a red round bead the size of a longan, with spirit patterns all over the surface. Judging by the fluctuation of its spirit energy, it was a high-grade magic weapon.

There is a sign next to it, which says a line of small characters - the self-explosive magic weapon Huoleizi, which is extremely powerful, and can be exchanged for a set of wood attribute flying swords. The number should not be less than five, at least a middle-grade magic weapon.

The stall owner is a young man in green shirt in his early twenties, with good facial features, fair face, and a five-level cultivation base.

"My fellow daoist, you are too good at doing business by exchanging one magic weapon for another magic weapon."

Wang Changsheng squatted down and said with a smile.

"If Fellow Daoist has something Han wants, let's find a place to discuss it in detail. In short, Fellow Daoist will not suffer. If not, please don't interfere with Han's business."

The tone of the young man in blue was relatively flat.

"I have what you want, let's go to the teahouse to discuss in detail."

Wang Changsheng pointed to a teahouse not far away and said, stood up, and walked towards the teahouse with Wang Ruyan.

The young man in green shirt hesitated for a moment, put away his stall, and followed.

Not long after, the three of Wang Changsheng appeared in a private room.

Wang Changsheng didn't talk nonsense, and took out six blue flying swords that were two feet long. The blades were about an inch wide, and a lifelike green snake was carved on the hilt.

Complete sets of instruments are more popular. This set of Green Snake Sword Wang Changsheng originally planned to wait for Wang Qingshan to build a foundation and give it to Wang Qingshan for use.

Wang Ruyan's life-saving means are too few, Wang Changsheng plans to buy a self-destruct magic weapon or a second-level talisman to defend Wang Ruyan.

"There are six green snake swords in this set! Each one is a middle-grade magic weapon, fellow Daoist Han, you need at least two Huoleizi to exchange for this green snake sword."

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, picked up his teacup, and took a sip of tea.

The young man in the green shirt carefully inspected the six Green Snake Swords, and there was nothing unusual on his face, obviously an old hand.

Without talking nonsense, he took out two Huoleizi from his bosom and handed them to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng left with Wang Ruyan after checking everything was correct.

They walked around the square, but they didn't see anything they wanted.

Wang Changsheng found an open space, placed a few second-tier middle-grade puppets, second-tier talisman seals, and some second-tier monster materials, and put a sign on it that said----exchange heaven and earth spirit water, as much as you want .

"Miss, I'll just guard the stall, you go back and rest! Come and replace me tomorrow."

Wang Ruyan agreed to come down and go back to her residence to rest.

The things Wang Changsheng brought out were all good, and many monks asked for prices. They wanted to buy with spirit stones or exchange them with other things, but Wang Changsheng refused.

Two days passed quickly, and more and more monks rushed to the Ziyue Mountains, with more and more stalls.

Wang Changsheng guarded the stall, while Wang Ruyan wandered around to see if he could find the heaven and earth spirit water.

"How about two hundred catties of diluted Xuanyou cold water for your three second-order middle-grade puppets?"