Han Yuexin smiled, walked quickly to Wang Qingshan, and said enthusiastically: "Wang Daoyou, my aunt and they are in the teahouse in front, they have invited many Taoist friends, and they are exchanging Taoism!

Wang Qingshan originally wanted to communicate with a monk of the same level, so naturally he would not refuse Han Yuexin's proposal.

"Wang Daoyou, when did you set off? The last time I went to Taoshan, your clan brother said that you were in retreat, why did you get out of the customs so quickly? You often practice in retreat, no wonder you have advanced to the seventh layer of foundation building, and I still have the sixth layer of foundation building, but I am confident that I will definitely be able to catch up with you. ”

The two walked towards the teahouse together, and Han Yuexin kept talking and was very lively.

Wang Qingshan frowned slightly, Han Yuexin just talked too much, he didn't like it very much, every time he stayed with Han Yuexin, he felt that there was a swarm of flies around him.

Because of this, he avoided Han Yuexin.

Han Yuexin kept chattering, and told Wang Qingshan about her experience in the past few years, she said more than a dozen words, and Wang Qingshan replied.

It didn't take long for them to walk into the teahouse and come to the fifth floor.

More than 20 immortal cultivators sat at the tea table in twos and threes, discussing the Dao Fa.

Wang Qingshan's gaze swept towards the other monks, and there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

Following his gaze, a thin young man in red sat in the corner.

The young man in red carried a long red knife on his back, his expression was cold, he looked like he was not approachable, and his body exuded a faint evil aura, building eight layers of foundation.

Wang Qingshan carefully found that there were several swallow patterns on the sleeves of the young man in red.

The young man in red noticed Wang Qingshan's gaze and looked towards Wang Qingshan, but quickly looked away.

Wang Qingshan and Han Yuexin found an empty table and sat down.

"In two days, it will be the day when the Dao Conference will be officially held, and I don't know who the Fu Bao flower will be. ”

"I think most of it falls on the disciples of Chongyang Academy, they take out a talisman treasure as a reward, the first name must be a disciple of Chongyang Academy, otherwise Chongyang Academy's face is not good-looking. ”

"That's not necessarily, the disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect and the Wanhua Palace also participated in the Dao Conference, and it may be that their disciples won the first place. ”

"There are no absolutes in the world, my clan brother has cultivated to the ninth layer of the foundation building, has rich experience in fighting methods, and has a natal magic weapon in hand, my clan brother has a good chance of winning the first place. ”

At first, they were discussing the Dao, but slowly, the topic shifted to the competition of the Dao conference.

"Others say that the monks of the Eastern Wilderness are the frogs at the bottom of the well, I still don't believe it, but now it seems that what he said is right, sitting in the well and watching the sky, I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and the Eastern Wilderness is nothing more than that. ”

A disdainful man's voice came from around the corner.

Wang Qingshan looked at the source of the voice, only to see the young man in red standing up and walking downstairs.

Listening to his words, the young man in red was not a monk of the Eastern Wilderness.

"Hmph, it's not necessarily who sits in the well and watches the sky!"

"That is, it is the mule or the horse that comes out for a walk, and on the day of the Commentary Conference, I hope to see you play. ”

When the young man in red heard this, he laughed instead of being angry, turned his head, looked at the monk upstairs, and sneered: "Okay! I hope you will play when the time comes, and I will kill you when the time comes." ”

With that, he strode downstairs.

"Dao Xiu! This is rare. ”

Wang Qingshan looked at the back of the departing young man in red and muttered to himself.

The sword is kingly, the sword is domineering, speaking of which, Wang Qingshan has not fought with the sword cultivator!

"I see that the first name is Wang Daoyou, Wang Daoyou is a sword cultivator, and he defeated me with one move. ”

Han Yuexin said a little proudly, as if she was the one who won.

Han Yuxin's eyebrows furrowed slightly, she glanced at Han Yuexin, and said secretly: "It's really a big girl, this girl, before she got married, her arm turned out." ”

One after another, the foundation building monks came up to discuss the Dao Fa.

Wang Qingshan found that most of these people were talking on paper and didn't have much experience in fighting techniques, so it was no wonder that the young men in red would look down on the monks of the Eastern Wilderness.

After exchanging the Dao Dharma, they began to hold exchange meetings to exchange goods.

Wang Qingshan took out some demon beast materials in exchange for materials for refining flying swords.

Half an hour later, the monks departed one after another.

"Wang Daoyou, there is an arms shop in front, the flying swords there are very good, let me accompany you to take a look!"

Han Yuexin pointed to the shop in front of her and said enthusiastically.

Han Yuxin couldn't cry or laugh, and said that girls should be reserved, and her niece was too active!

"No need, Fairy Han, thank you for your kindness, Wang still has something to do, say goodbye. ”

Wang Qingshan politely refused and turned to leave.

"What's the matter? Does he hate me? Didn't he say that women chase men!"

Han Yuexin showed a bitter gourd face and said with a frown.

"You girl, you are very bold, and you still chase men with women, if your father knows, he will make you angry. ”

Han Yuxin tapped Han Yuexin's forehead with his finger and reprimanded him unceremoniously.

"Auntie, didn't you say it? Happiness is in my own hands, I don't want to be like the fourth sister. ”

Han Yuxin sighed and said, "Can't you see it? He doesn't like you at all, and you can't be forced to do emotional things." ”

Han Yuexin's brows were tightly locked, her dark eyes were rolling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After leaving the teahouse, Wang Qingshan walked along the street and unconsciously came to a bluestone square.

There were ten rings in the square, and each ring was covered by an egg-shaped cyan light curtain, and the immortal cultivators fought in the ring.

These people are fighting until the point, and their lives are rarely in danger.

Wang Qingshan shook his head, if the fighting method of the Dao Conference was similar to that of these people, he felt that he had no problem taking the first place.

Of course, he knows very well that a true master will not easily show his supernatural powers in front of people.

"But I've found you, Uncle Qi, something is wrong, Tianwen has a dispute with someone, and he almost fights. ”

A member of the Wang family ran up to Wang Qingshan and said anxiously.

"Astronomy, how could he get into an argument with someone? He's not such a person!"

Wang Qingshan frowned and said, Wang Tianwen likes poetry and classics, he is more honest, it stands to reason that he should not quarrel with others.

"It seems to be for a book of poetry, and according to astronomical explanations, that book is the work of a certain Confucian and Taoist master. ”

"Take me there, this kid is really not worrying. ”

It didn't take long for Wang Qingshan to come to a bookstore.

A white-faced, angry-faced Confucian student in a green shirt was arguing with a middle-aged man, holding a blue book in his hand and looking embarrassed.

"Astronomy, what's going on?" Wang Qingshan looked at the Confucian in green shirts and asked with a frown.

"Uncle Qi, you came just in time, I read this book first, and it's mine. ”

Wang Tianwen pointed to the blue book in the shopkeeper's hand and explained.

"Hmph, you haven't paid again, I've already paid the spirit stone. ”

Wang Qingshan looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "That's it, can't you make a copy?"

"Qibo, this is the only book, the classics can be copied, but there is Confucianism and Taoism in the classics, and there is no copy of the classics, and the original must be the original. ”

Confucianism and Taoism's writing is naturally different from ordinary writing, and there are many ways to write a word, and different ways of writing contain different Taos.

Hearing this, Wang Qingshan frowned slightly, and said to the middle-aged man: "This little friend, we are willing to pay three times the price of this classic, how about it?"

"The book of saints, how can it be measured by spirit stones, and not sold. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, not giving Wang Qingshan any face.