Wu State, Tianquan Mountain. A secluded courtyard, a guest room.

Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, his eyes slightly closed.

In front of him, there were hundreds of cyan flying swords suspended in front of him, and if you looked closely, you could see that these flying swords were not entities.

After a while, Wang Qingshan opened his eyes, and a gleam of light shot out of his eyes.

The hundreds of cyan flying swords suspended in front of him turned into bits of blue light and disappeared.

"Finally advanced to the fourth floor of the foundation. ”

Wang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes full of joy.

It has been ten years since they left the clan, and the clansmen have suffered many casualties, including him and Wang Changhao, as well as ten people, and twelve clansmen have died in the mouths of the demon beasts.

Tianquan Mountain's immortal cultivation resources are abundant, hunting demon beasts is more dangerous, and the harvest is not small, he bought immortal cultivation resources, and successfully advanced to the fourth layer of foundation building, and promoted to the first level in ten years, this cultivation speed is not fast, Wang Qingshan is already very satisfied.

He pushed open the door and walked out.

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingjun chatted in the stone pavilion, Wang Changhao also advanced to the fourth layer of foundation building, and Wang Qingjun also cultivated to the ninth layer of qi refining.

"Qingshan, you're out of the customs, build the fourth layer of the foundation, congratulations!"

When Wang Changhao saw Wang Qingshan, he subconsciously used his divine sense to sweep it, his face was happy, and he congratulated.

"Congratulations to Brother Seven, who has advanced to the fourth floor of the foundation. ”

Wang Qingjun smiled and congratulated.

Wang Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "What are you talking about? I seem to have heard you say auction just now." ”

"Qingshan, you have been in retreat for two years, and it is normal not to know, Tianquan Mountain is going to hold a large-scale auction, it is said that there is a magic weapon auction, I plan to participate in this auction, if I can buy a Tsukidan, it would be great. ”

After buying Tsukidan, after the Hui clan, they will be rewarded, and the family will also return the cost of buying Tsukidan, which is to encourage them to buy Tsukidan.

"That's a good feeling, but can we get so many spirit stones?"

Wang Qingshan was a little worried, the immortal cultivation resources in the large Fang City are rich, and there are many wealthy immortal cultivators, and in the large-scale auction, I don't know how many forces will send people to participate, and if you want to bid for Zhuji Dan, you can't do it without enough spirit stones.

"All the spirit stones in our hands add up, less than 30,000 spirit stones, I thought about it, the auction will be held in half a year, let's continue to hunt demon beasts, we should be able to accumulate enough spirit stones to auction Zhuji Dan, it's really not good, sell a set of second-order formations." ”

Wang Qingshan nodded and said, "This proposal is good, I agree, let's do it!" But the time for us to come out is not short, the auction is over, and we should go back, and we should bring back the ashes of other clansmen." ”

"Of course. ”

Wang's grocery store, backyard.

Inside the house, Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his body was covered with a layer of black light.

He was naked, with a hideous blood-colored ghost pattern on his chest,

The blood-colored ghost was like a living creature, and his eyes were rolling.

The ghost roar of "woo" sounded, and the blood-colored ghost seemed to come to life, his hands and feet shook endlessly, and he was about to fly out of his body.

The head of the blood-colored ghost emerged from its body, and it was extremely hideous.

The blood-colored ghost turned his head and opened his bloody mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth, trying to eat Wang Lin.

Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, his face became distorted, and his whole person trembled.

His face flushed, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of essence blood, which sank into the mouth of the blood-colored ghost.

The blood-colored ghost swallowed the essence blood spurted out by Wang Lin, licked his tongue, and was not satisfied.

Wang Lin's ten fingers pinched, and mysterious black spirit patterns appeared on the surface of his body, and the blood-colored ghost showed a painful look on his face.

Black spirit patterns emerged from his body, vaguely forming a formation, and the blood-colored ghost let out a miserable scream, returned to his body, and was sealed in his chest.

Wang Lin was sweating profusely and his face was bloodless.

He hurriedly took out two blood-colored pills, swallowed them, and his face was a little better.

"I have to find a way to deal with the bloody demon sealed in my body, it is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting more and more irritable, and if it continues, sooner or later I will be devoured by it and become a dry corpse. ”

Wang Lin muttered to himself, his eyes full of fear.

South China Sea, Turtle Island.

Taiyi Palace, a secret room, Wang Mingren sat cross-legged on a futon, and his body was covered by a large piece of gold and red spiritual light.

Not too much, the aura dissipated, Wang Mingren opened his eyes, and his eyes showed a little joy.

"Build four floors of foundation. ”

Wang Mingren muttered to himself, his face full of joy.

He has been in the South China Sea for ten years, when he first came to build the second layer of the foundation, and now he is the fourth layer of the foundation, and this cultivation speed is already very fast.

The ten-year period has arrived, and he can return to the sect.

He opened the door to the chamber and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the Taiyi Palace, Chen Yang walked towards him.

"Senior Brother Chen, long time no see. ”

Wang Mingren saw Chen Yang and said hello with a smile.

"Senior Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time, you have all advanced to the fourth layer of the foundation building, your cultivation speed is really embarrassing for my brother, I heard that you are leaving, I and Senior Brother Chen are the east, tonight Lingyun Tower, you must come." ”

Chen Yang said enthusiastically.

Wang Mingren smiled and agreed: "Then the little brother is welcome, he must arrive on time." ”

That night, Chen Yang and many other disciples held a banquet in Lingyun Tower to see Wang Mingren off.

"The little brother has been coming to Lingjiao Island for many years, thank you for taking care of the senior brothers and sisters, this glass of wine, the little brother respects everyone. ”

Wang Mingren toasted everyone, and his face was sincere.

Chen Yang smiled heartily and said, "Senior Brother Wang is polite, we are the same family, take care of each other, if you need help in the future, don't shirk." ”

"It must be, as long as it is within the scope of the younger brother's ability, the younger brother will never refuse. ”

Everyone pushed the cups and changed the lamps, some talked and laughed.

Three days later, Wang Mingren and more than 50 other disciples gathered on the fourth floor, and Leng Rumei, middle-aged Confucian and Mo Yishan sat in front of them.

"The rotation period has arrived, according to the regulations of the sect, you can return to the sect, after returning to the sect, you must practice diligently, unite with the same sect, welcome you to come again next time, today the old man with tea instead of wine, to see you off, I wish you a safe journey. ”

Mo Yishan said slowly, picked up the teacup, and drank it all.

"Uncle Xie Mo. ”

"It's not early, Senior Brother Mo, Senior Sister Leng and I are going on our way, say goodbye. ”

The middle-aged Confucian and Leng Rumei walked downstairs, and Wang Mingren and the others hurriedly followed.

After leaving the Taiyi Palace, they went straight to the teleportation hall.

When they arrived at the teleportation hall, they teleported away in batches.

Wang Mingren was the last group to stand with Leng Rumei.

It didn't take long for Wang Mingren and others to be left.

Wang Mingren glanced back at the place where he had lived for ten years, and his eyes showed a little reluctance, he exhaled lightly and walked to the teleportation array.

A blinding white light lit up beneath their feet, drowning out their figures, and when the white light dissipated, they all vanished.

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Chapter 285: Wang Mingren Returns to the Sect