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Li Qin grew up in Taiyi Xianmen. It was the first time she saw this kind of thing, and she was a little uncomfortable, but before she set off, Zhang Zhanfeng asked her to obey Huang Fugui's orders, and Li Qin did not object to it. Besides, Huang Fugui No task was delayed.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, are their hearts really so dark? Five hundred spirit stones were purchased for medicinal pills, and seven hundred and fifty spirit stones were sold to the Seven Great Immortal Sects?"

Li Qin frowned and said that he was very dissatisfied with the three of Liu Zhen.

"I don't know the purchase price, it may be lower, or it may be their inventory. It is not easy for them to collect materials at the rear. You always have to give people a little sweetness. If Taiyi Xianmen doesn't pay you a salary, can you accept it? The world is bustling, all for profit.”

Huang Fugui asked back.

"This······"

Li Qin was speechless, this question is very real.

"Old Ancestor, our purchase price is cheaper than that of Wanhua Palace. At that time, this account..."

Huang Youxin asked cautiously, if they settled according to the purchase price of Wanhua Palace, they could embezzle a lot of money.

Huang Fugui glared at Huang Youxin and reprimanded unceremoniously: "Of course it is a truthful report, do you think this old man will make false accounts? The demon clan is attacking, the enemy is now, it is no problem for us to get some benefits, and the real Yuan Ying does not account for it. In comparison, if you make fake accounts, deduct materials, and use them as shoddy ones, let alone the real Yuan Ying, the old man's own conscience will be in trouble."

Having said that, Huang Fugui's face showed a dignified expression of justice.

The corners of Huang Youxin's mouth twitched. People used to say that his ancestor Huang Fugui was shameless, but he still didn't believe it. He saw it today.

Li Qin showed an expression of admiration on his face and said, "What Huang Daoyou said is that Xiaomei misunderstood Huang Daoyou before. Where should we go next?"

"Tianfeng Mountain, there are many medicine stores there. Let's go there to buy low-level medicine pills. By the way, the immortal cultivators on the front line are fighting with blood, and they will definitely need a lot of healing medicine medicine. Let's gather some spirit stones and buy an extra batch of medicine pills. Medicine! One more pill, one more immortal cultivator can be saved."

Huang Youxin couldn't help laughing and laughing. He had heard about the deeds of his ancestors. When he arrived at the front line, he would definitely spread it around, and the top management would definitely make compensation.

"No problem, as it should be."

Li Qin agreed, chatted a few words, and went back to the room to rest.

"Old Ancestor, if the higher-ups don't compensate you, wouldn't you be at a loss?"

Huang Youxin asked cautiously.

Huang Fugui grinned and said proudly: "When did the old man make a loss-making business, if they don't give it, I will go to their door to hunt low-level monsters, how to earn this spirit stone back, don't you? I underestimate the errand of the levy, this is a fat job, and one stronghold earns 50,000 spirit stones, hehe, the longer this battle is fought, the more this old man earns."

"Next time we pass through Qingdie Valley, will Daoyou Liu and the others give tens of thousands of spirit stones?"

Huang Youxin was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion.

"The mouth grows on yourself, whether you can get the spirit stone is up to you, follow the old man to learn more, face is the least valuable thing, in order to survive, the old man grabbed food from Liu Yuanwai's dog, or else The old man starved to death in that famine long ago, how could there be today."

Huang Fugui sighed with a look of reminiscence on his face.

It was the first time that Huang Youxin heard about this. If it wasn't for Huang Fugui, Huang Youxin would have starved to death, but he didn't grab food from the dog, so he didn't have that chance.

In a vast plain, a huge yellow city stands on the plain. The city wall is more than 100 feet high and 100 miles long. The surface is engraved with mysterious runes. Inside the city is a dense building, with a large number of people entering and leaving.

In a three-story cyan attic, Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were slightly closed, and nine cyan flying swords floated around his body. Accompanying his breathing, the nine cyan flying swords made a clear chirping sound. Surrounding Wang Qingshan, it was flickering with a cold light.

The nine cyan flying swords suddenly turned rapidly, and a large number of cyan sword shadows were faintly visible.

Wang Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes. The nine cyan flying swords suddenly shone brightly, and a large piece of cyan sword energy flew out, gathered together, and turned into a blue sky-high sword, ruthless. He slashed hard at the top of the stone chamber.

Boom!

The stone room shook violently, and countless runes lit up on the forbidden surface, bursting with rays of light.

Wang Qingshan let out a sigh of relief, and with a single move, the nine cyan flying swords disappeared into his sleeves.

Wang Qingshan stood up and walked out.

During this time, they gathered the defeated troops here, built a city, and resisted the attack of the monster clan, which was quite effective.

After the city was established, many defeated soldiers arrived one after another to help build the city.

A low-pitched horn sounded, Wang Qingshan took out a communication snail and punched it into a tactic, and the voice of Xiaoyao Jianzun suddenly sounded: "Qingshan, are you all right? Fighting with the demon clan, you are not injured!"

"No, thank you master for your concern."

"Come to the conference hall and tell you something for the teacher."

Wang Qingshan nodded and said, "Yes, Master, this disciple will go over."

In the discussion hall, Jianzun Xiaoyao was sitting on the main seat. On the left and right sides of him, there were four men and one woman. One of them was a black-shirted youth with a sinister coffin next to him. Yin Qi, he is Fang Mu.

Carrying a coffin wherever he goes, Fang Mu is the only one in Donghuang Xiu Xianjie.

Fang Mu has entered the Nascent Soul stage, and his expression is indifferent.

Next to him was a middle-aged man in a purple Taoist robe, the Taoist Ziyang from Qianjimen, who had already formed a pill.

Both of them are the key training objects of their sects, and they have successively entered the Nascent Soul period.

After raising soldiers for thousands of days and using them for a while, the demon clan attacked, and they naturally had to contribute to the sect.

A dozen or so cultivators stood aside with respectful expressions, Liu Mei'er and Wu Yun'er were both there.

Not long after, Wang Qingshan walked in.

"Disciple pays respects to master and seniors."

Wang Qingshan bowed and saluted the Yuanying cultivator present with a respectful face.

A middle-aged beautiful woman in a silver palace uniform looked at Wang Qingshan carefully, and said coldly, "You are Daoyou Ye's named disciple. Meier said that you are very powerful. I hope you don't miss the big deal."

Liu Mei'er smiled sweetly and said, "Senior Brother Wang is very powerful, Master, he will definitely not delay the important event, I will help him."

She looked at Wang Qingshan affectionately~www.wuxiaspot.com~ shy and timid, with a pure and pleasant appearance.

Wu Yuner pursed her lips and said secretly, "I'm pretending there again, Fairy Variety is well-deserved."

Xiaoyao Jianzun frowned slightly, glanced at the middle-aged beautiful woman, hesitated, and said, "Mrs. Lin, you can rest assured, the disciples of this old man will not delay the important event, with friends from Song Daoist and the others leading the team, they will definitely succeed. ."

"Qingshan, you follow Daoist Song to attack a stronghold of the demon clan to store supplies, remember, follow Daoist Song's orders, let me introduce to you, this is Daoist Song of Chongyang Academy, Daoist Fang of Yin Zong, and Fellow Daoist Lu of Qianjimen."

Wang Qingshan didn't dare to be neglectful, and gave a salute one by one.

A middle-aged scholar with a fair face nodded and said, "Okay, since everyone is here, let's go! Disobedience will be severely punished."

"Yes, Senior Song."

The middle-aged scholar, Fang Mu, and Taoist Ziyang, three Nascent Soul cultivators left the giant city with more than 20 cultivators and went straight to the back of the demon clan.