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East Wilderness, Hundred Insects Mountains.

In a giant valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is a huge city more than 100 feet high. There are many buildings in the city, and a large number of immortal cultivators can be seen.

In a magnificent golden palace, a white-clothed scholar with a clean face sat on the main seat, Wang Qingshan and more than a dozen other cultivators stood beside the white-clothed scholar with respectful expressions.

The Confucian scholar in white is the newly promoted Yuanying monk Jun Qianshang of Chongyang Academy, and he is the key training object of Chongyang Academy.

In this war, the seven immortal sects all sent their elite disciples to defend against the demon clan.

Jun Qianshang is a newly promoted Yuan Ying cultivator, who is responsible for guarding the supplies at the stronghold of the Bai Zong Mountains.

It is very important that the material resources from the rear are continuously sent here, and then transferred to the front.

Jun Qianshang's eyes swept over Wang Qingshan and the others, and said solemnly: "You have all fought with the demon clan, and you have made a lot of credit. It is very safe here. You can rest assured here and take care of these materials. It is the biggest thing. credit."

Wang Qingshan and others were the first group of cultivators to fight against the demon clan, and they made a lot of contributions. They were all injured, and they were transferred to the rear for recuperation, and they needed to be transferred to the front line.

The top level of the human race adopts a rotation system. This time the demon clan invaded, the seven immortals sent all the elites of the sect to fight with the demon clan. Wanhua Palace sent Liu Meier, Yin Zong sent Fang Mu, and Wangui Valley was unlucky. , the senior brother was killed by Bai Linger, and the demon tribe hung the head of the senior brother Wanguigu on the city wall to humiliate the human race cultivators.

Fang Mu went deep into the hinterland of the demon clan and killed an eagle demon in the Nascent Soul period. The senior human race took this opportunity to publicize and pulled back a round. Now the two clans are in a state of anxiety, and the wounded are constantly being transported to the rear.

Some of the wounded were seriously injured and had to be transferred to the rear for recuperation. Some of the wounded had valuable status and were transferred to the rear for recuperation. Wang Qingshan and others belonged to the latter group. They are the future of the sect.

"Yes, Senior Jun."

Wang Qingshan and others agreed in unison and turned to leave.

"Brother Qingshan, there is a restaurant in front of it. The spirit tea snacks there are good. Let's go there and have a seat!"

Liu Mei'er caught up with Wang Qingshan, with a smile and a sweet voice, which made it very comfortable to listen to.

Liu Mei'er was wearing a white ru skirt today with light powder makeup and an innocent expression on her face, which made the man want to protect her.

She found that Wang Qingshan didn't like bold and aggressive women, and changed her image to a pure and pleasant little girl next door.

Wang Qingshan frowned and said with a cold face: "Can you stop pestering me? You are so annoying, do you know that?"

Xiaoyao Jianzun reminded Wang Qingshan not to provoke Liu Meier. Wang Qingshan was also a little disgusted with Liu Meier. He felt that Liu Meier must have ulterior motives. .

After speaking, Wang Qingshan strode forward.

"Fairy Liu, don't pay attention to him, most of the sword repairers are made of wood, so Han will accompany you! I am relatively familiar with the situation here."

A Confucian scholar in green shirt with handsome facial features said with a smile, his tone was full of flattery.

Liu Mei'er glared at the scholar in Qingshan, and said angrily, "I want you to take care of it? Auntie is happy."

"Brother Qingshan, wait for me, please slow down."

Liu Meier quickly chased after Wang Qingshan, no matter how Wang Qingshan looked at her, she was following Wang Qingshan.

Seeing that he could never get rid of Liu Meier, Wang Qingshan gave up and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

After a cup of tea, they appeared in a five-storey attic, where many immortal cultivators gathered to inquire about news.

Wang Qingshan originally wanted a private room, but there were already people in the private room, so he could only sit outside.

Liu Mei'er was unceremonious and sat down next to Wang Qingshan.

"Hey, Huang Fugui, it's this fat man."

Liu Mei'er let out a light whimper and looked somewhere.

Huang Fugui and Wang Qingshan were on the same floor. The difference was that Wang Qingshan was drinking tea and didn't say a word, while Huang Fugui spoke eloquently and kept talking, spitting stars flying everywhere.

"You don't know! How high are some black-hearted merchants in the back, how high the strategic materials have been raised. The original price of 500 yuan of second-order medicinal herbs, they dared to carry 1,000 spiritual stones, doubled."

"What? Those people are so blackhearted? Just double it?"

"These people are too black-hearted! Regardless of the life or death of our low-level monks, Senior Huang, as a recruiter, you can't be used to them. You must report to Senior Jun and severely punish these black-hearted merchants."

"Yes, these guys are too dark and must be severely punished. We are working **** the front so that they have a chance to enjoy the happiness in the rear. They are so worthless by raising the price so high."

Huang Fugui's face showed a dignified expression of justice, patted his chest and said: "Of course, the old man also came from the cultivator of the foundation, how can we just sit back and watch them act like this, and send an extra pill to the front line, maybe it can save more. A cultivator, a low-level cultivator is also a human being! The old man is collecting evidence, and he will hand it over to Senior Jun for disposal. It is not easy for you to fight the demon clan on the front line! It's nothing to be busy, I'm really ashamed!"

"Senior Huang, I heard that you personally took out 100,000 spirit stones to buy healing pills. Is there such a thing?"

"Senior Huang, I heard that you fought with some black-hearted merchants in order to reduce the purchase price of strategic materials."

Huang Fugui had a surprised expression on his face, frowned and said, "Isn't this old man telling him to stop talking nonsense? Really, is this old man the kind of person who covets fame? As long as one more immortal cultivator can be saved, let alone 100,000 spirit stones. , the old man has taken out his entire net worth, so what? The heart of the demon clan will not die for the human clan, even though I am a first-level casual cultivator, I am willing to throw my head and blood for the human clan."

At the end, Huang Fugui straightened his back, with a just and awe-inspiring expression on his face.

Many low-level monks saw Huang Fugui for the first time. Some people had heard of Huang Fugui's deeds. Huang Fugui's personality was different from rumors. Most low-level monks showed an expression of admiration to Huang Fugui.

In this war, the cultivators of Pill Formation were the main force, but the cultivators of the foundation established a lot of power. They needed to build cities, arrange formations, patrol, and the monsters attacked. The cultivators of the foundation were killed and injured the most. into their hearts.

"Dashan, Senior Huang is a role model for me. Let's use tea instead of wine and toast Senior Huang."

"Respect Senior Huang."

The low-level monks raised their teacups and drank the tea.

Huang Fugui also drank a cup of tea, took off the storage beads hanging around his neck, and poured out a large number of things, broken instruments, broken array plates, and so on.

Of course, these things can still be used, but they are not as powerful as before, and most of them have been used by others.

"When the old man passed by a few grocery stores, he bought some things at the reserve price. I don't know if you can use them. If you like it, take it! As long as I can help you, the old man will be satisfied."

"Uh... Senior Huang, there are several gaps in the blades of the three flying knives, can they still be used?"

"Senior Huang, the hilt of the red flying sword is gone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the array plate of the four-image formation is missing a corner."

Huang Fugui's face turned stern, and he said sternly, "If it weren't for the defects, the old man wouldn't be able to buy so much. If you like it, take it! Don't be polite to the old man, as long as I can help you, why don't the old man spend his wealth? Take it if you like it, don't be polite to the old man."

"Senior Huang's righteousness, how could we be so embarrassed to take it for free! We'll buy the spirit stone from you."

"Yes, we will buy the spirit stone from you."

The things that Huang Fugui took out were broken a little, but they were still usable, and most of them could be repaired. There were very few serious damages. They were not stupid. If the things Huang Fugui took out were seriously damaged, they would not buy them. .

Wang Qingshan chuckled lightly. He had already heard of Huang Fugui, a strange man. When he saw it today, he really lived up to his reputation.

Liu Mei'er smiled sweetly and asked, "Brother Qingshan, do you know Jute?"

"I've heard of it, but I'm not familiar with it."