The second-order puppet beasts had two medium-grade spirit stones placed in their bodies, but they released several medium-grade spells, and the spiritual energy consumption was too great, in order to get out, Wang Changsheng had to abandon the two second-order puppet beasts, if they were replaced by others, I am afraid that they would have died in the hands of the ghosts.

Wang Changsheng had encountered ghost generals before, but there were not so many low-level ghost things under the command of ghost generals, so he used second-order puppet beasts and second-order spirit runes to destroy ghost generals.

According to his estimates, the ghost general just now had at least the strength to build a seventh-layer foundation, and it was difficult for a medium-grade magic weapon to hurt it in the slightest, and it was estimated that the second-order spirit rune would not be able to destroy it, so Wang Changsheng could only choose to retreat.

The clansmen who were still alive just now died in a blink of an eye, Wang Changsheng's faces were all ugly, and Wang Changhui was still unconscious.

"Sixth uncle, this is all blamed on me, if we didn't choose to fly over the Xuanyin Forest at the beginning, maybe the ending would not be like this. ”

Wang Changsheng blamed himself, his face full of guilt.

Wang Mingzhan patted Wang Changsheng's shoulder and comforted: "Don't blame you for Changsheng, the yin qi of the Xuanyin Forest is so heavy, if you walk, I'm afraid that more people will die, the world is unpredictable, who knows what will happen in the future? No matter what decision you make, the sixth uncle will support you." ”

"Yes, Changsheng, I don't blame you for this, the yin qi here is so thick, the divine sense can't play a big role, it's very difficult to use the divine sense to find ghosts, let's hurry up and rush to the designated place! The six Burning Sun Pills can't last long. ”

Wang Mingxiao suggested.

Wang Changsheng nodded: "Rest for half an hour first, eat something before going on the road." ”

Half an hour later, a turtle puppet carrying Wang Changsheng and the six people crawled into the distance and disappeared into the vast mountains.

On a certain endless black plain, there is a cyan banner more than ten zhang high, there is a cyan sun pattern on the flag, the spirit is shining, under the cyan flag, there are more than a dozen simple black stone houses and a two-storey black stone building.

Outside a certain stone house, several Qi refining stage disciples of the Qingyang Sect gathered together to chat.

"It's been almost half a month, and there are less than five Xiuxian families who have arrived at the designated place, which is really useless. ”

A young man in a yellow shirt complained in a low voice.

"That's it, I don't think I need those immortal cultivation families to make a move, this sect can sweep away the ghosts in the ghost abyss, and I can't make ······."

"Are you idle, get together on duty and chew the root of your tongue?" a cold man's voice sounded.

A young man in a green shirt appeared behind them at some point.

"Uncle Chen!"

Several Qi Refining Stage cultivators hurriedly saluted.

The young man in the yellow shirt accompanied the smiling face and explained: "Uncle Chen, the ghosts within a radius of a hundred miles have been cleaned up by Master Li, and there is no way to cultivate here, and no one has come, so we got together to chat." ”

"Isn't that a person? Quickly take them over, replenish the Lieyang Pill, and don't spoil Master Li's big business. ”

The young man in the green shirt pointed to the distance and said.

Looking in the direction pointed by the young man in the green shirt, he saw a huge turtle crawling quickly towards here, and he could vaguely see several figures on the turtle's back.

"Yes, Uncle Chen. ”

Several Qi refining stage disciples responded and hurried up to meet them.

"It's finally here. ”

Wang Changchang breathed a sigh of relief, and his pale face showed a look of relief.

They kept hurrying day and night, afraid that the people of the Qingyang Sect would leave, and after three days and three nights, they finally arrived at the designated place.

Wang Changhui had already woken up, but his face was pale, and the faces of Wang Mingzhan and the four of them were not much better.

The six Burning Sun Pills had already been used up, and they were forcibly holding on, so they rushed to the designated place.

Seeing several Qingyang Sect disciples rushing over, Wang Changsheng manipulated the turtle puppet to speed up.

It didn't take long for the King Turtle puppet to come in front of several Qingyang Sect disciples.

The yellow-shirted young man took out the register, and after verifying the identities of Wang Changsheng's six people, he gave them Lieyang Pill, two bottles for Wang Changsheng, and one bottle for each of Wang Mingzhan's five people.

A Qi Refining Stage cultivator took Wang Changsheng and the others to a stone house and said, "You guys should rest here! ”

Wang Changchang breathed a sigh of relief and walked in with Wang Mingzhan and the five people.

After three days and three nights of travel, Wang Changsheng's six people had little mana and divine sense left, so they had to take a good rest.

The stone houses are not particularly large, and the interior is divided into areas with wooden planks, which are somewhat rudimentary.

After settling down the clansmen, Wang Changsheng sat down cross-legged, took out a Burning Sun Pill and took it down.

The elixir melts in the mouth, turning into a warm current that flows through the body.

After a week, Wang Changsheng felt warm all over.

An hour later, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes.

The yin qi in this place was abundant, and he couldn't cultivate, so he took out a white storage bag and poured out all the contents inside.

This is the storage bag of the white-robed old man, which is three zhang in size.

There are three medium-grade magic weapons, two blue flying swords and a white jade ruler, the white jade ruler is a defensive magic weapon, in addition to the three magic weapons, there are more than five hundred spirit stones and some materials.

The most valuable thing is a 400-year-old black Ganoderma lucidum, and in addition, there are two 300-year-old black grasses.

Wang Changsheng recognized it again and again, but he didn't know the names of the black lingzhi and the black grass, let alone the efficacy.

The most regrettable thing is that Wang Changge's five people were killed by ghosts, and the two second-order puppet beasts were also forced to give up.

Wang Changsheng didn't know how long he would stay in the Ghost Abyss, but he knew that the stronger the strength, the better the chance of surviving.

You can't cultivate here, refining a magic weapon or a second-order puppet beast takes too long, and sacrificial refining magic weapons are the best choice.

He didn't have a defensive magic weapon in his hand, so he threw the white jade ruler forward, opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of essence, wrapping the white jade ruler inside······

Three days later, a tall and thin old man in a green robe came to the stone house where Wang Changsheng was, as soon as the old man in the green robe approached the stone house, Wang Mingzhan, who was sitting at the door, quickly got up and asked with a smile: "This senior, what advice do you have?"

The old man in the green robe smiled slightly, and said politely: "Wang Daoyou of Qinglian Mountain lives here? ”

"Red Leaf Ridge Lin Family?"

When Wang Mingzhan heard this, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

If it weren't for the Zixiao Sect disciples who ordered the Wang family to send Qing Zhuang there, Wang Changge might not have died, and the disciples of Zixiao Sect would definitely have been instructed by the Lin family to do so, and it was strange that Wang Mingzhan could have a good face.

Wang Mingzhan was about to answer, Wang Changsheng walked out, he hugged his fist at Lin Junting, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Senior Lin, Changsheng has been famous for a long time, please inside." ”

Seeing this, Lin Junting nodded with a smile, and his hanging heart relaxed.

He also thought that Wang Changsheng would face each other coldly, it seemed that Wang Changsheng didn't know that the Lin family was calculating the Wang family behind his back.

"I'm still young after all!"

Lin Junting saw Wang Changsheng greet him with a smile, and felt a little contemptuous in his heart.

Wang Changsheng invited Lin Junting into the room, and the two sat opposite each other.

"Wang Daoyou, the old man heard that your Wang family has a lot of puppet beasts for sale, I wonder if you can sell two second-order puppet beasts to the old man? ”

Lin Junting said with a smile, this trip to the Ghost Abyss, the Lin family sent a clan elder who had built a third layer of foundation and ten people from the Qi Refining Period to go.

Relying on Lin Yuxin's relationship, the Lin family purchased a number of second-order spirit runes from the disciples of Zixiao Sect, and also brought some pills to restore mana.

They still miscalculated the danger of the ghost abyss, the casualties were heavy, the Lin family arrived at the designated place, in addition to Lin Junting, there were also four Qi refining period monks, they didn't know how long they had to stay in the ghost abyss, the more life-saving means the better, the puppet beast consumed spirit stones, relying on divine consciousness to drive, in a place like the ghost abyss, the puppet beast is a good life-saving weapon.

Lin Junting bought it from the disciples of the Qingyang Sect at the beginning, but the disciples of the Qingyang Sect who could appear in the ghost abyss were naturally not disciples who were good at refining weapons, they didn't have a few puppet beasts on them, and the second-order puppet beasts were even rarer, and it was not enough to save their lives, so they would not sell them to others at all.

In desperation, Lin Junting had no choice but to ask Wang Changsheng for help.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and said: "Puppet beasts, it's easy to say, with some puppet beasts on the lower body, Lin Daoyou, we are fellow villagers, so naturally we have to help each other, the number of a second-order low-grade puppet beast is not expensive!"

At the end, he held up two fingers.

Lin Junting frowned, and complained: "Two thousand, Wang Daoyou, the second-order low-grade puppet beasts on the market only sell for more than a thousand spirit stones, and your price is two thousand, which is too expensive!"

"Lin Daoyou, you misunderstood, I'm talking about 20,000, a second-order puppet beast, 20,000 spirit stones, only one is sold, and one less piece is not sold. ”

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, with a harmless smile on his face.

"What? 20,000 Wang Daoyou, are you joking with the old man?"

Lin Junting's face changed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was full of anger.

You must know that a second-order low-grade puppet beast on the market only sells for more than a thousand spirit stones, and Wang Changsheng's price is 20,000, which is almost a twenty-fold increase.

He understood that Wang Changsheng's smile just now was fake, and now he showed his true face.

Wang Changsheng smiled indifferently, and said: "I'm never joking, there are many ghosts in this ghost place, if there is a second-order low-grade puppet beast, what does it mean in the ghost abyss, Senior Lin must be very clear, of course, if you can't afford to buy a second-order puppet beast, there are also first-order puppet beasts, a first-order high-grade puppet beast costs five thousand spirit stones, three thousand middle-grade puppet beasts, and one thousand first-order lower grades, you can not buy it, I didn't force you to buy it." ”

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Chapter 127: Lin Junting