Chapter 393: The End of the Heavenly Soldier Conference (First Update)

Wei State, White Dragon Valley.

Wang Qingqing and more than 30 other refiners were engrossed in refining.

Every bluestone ring has a soundproof array on it, and Wang Qingqing and others can refine their weapons with peace of mind.

Hundreds of monks watched nearby, and Wang Changyue looked at Wang Qingqing's gaze with a little nervousness.

Wang Qingqing sat cross-legged on the futon, his face was slightly pale, and there were six pale golden flying needles suspended in front of him, each flying needle was a few feet long, and several spiritual patterns were faintly visible on the surface.

She was pinched, and one after another the magic decisions hit the six golden flying needles.

As time passed, the six golden flying needles shrank by a third, becoming smaller and smaller than easy to spot without careful observation.

Wang Qingqing's face also turned pale, she took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a blue pill from it, and swallowed it.

It didn't take long for her pale face to appear a little ruddy, and her law changed, and one law battle hit a cyan porcelain vase.

A large piece of cyan liquid flew out of the porcelain bottle, and with the change of Wang Qingqing's method, the cyan liquid was divided into six balls, each wrapped in a golden flying needle.

Time passed little by little, and the golden flying needle slowly turned cyan, smaller and smaller, and it was impossible to check.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Qingqing's face turned pale again, and the six cyan flying needles became smaller and smaller.

As soon as her law changed, the six cyan flying needles suddenly rose with light, and after a while, the light dimmed, and the six flying needles fell to the ground.

Wang Qingqing breathed a long sigh of relief, and a touch of joy appeared on his pale cheeks.

She glanced at the bluestone ring where Tang Jingtian was, Tang Jingtian was refining a complete set of magic weapons, seven cyan darts, each of which was a top-grade magic weapon.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Qingqing's eyes, he was worthy of being a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Clan, and his refining level was high.

The other refiners were also about to succeed in refining, but of course, there were also people who failed to refine and left early.

She put away the six cyan flying needles, put them in a wooden box, closed her eyes, and meditated on pranayama.

Early in the morning of the second day, Li Hang sent someone to put away the magic weapons refined by Wang Qingqing and other refiners, and they were scored by the three second-order refiners of the Heavenly Soldier Sect.

Wang Qingqing's expression was a little nervous and a little excited, this was the first time she had participated in the refining competition.

Half an hour later, Li Hang announced the results of the competition, Tang Jingtian won the first place, seven high-grade magic weapons, and Wang Qingqing was lucky to rank in the top ten.

The refining of flying needle magic weapons is not easy, let alone a complete set of magic weapons, which is not to say that her refining level is higher than others, but that some refiners have made magic weapons with higher refining difficulties in order to obtain higher rankings, such as bells, mirrors, etc., some refiners have made mistakes in refining, and there is only one material, so they can only leave with regret.

Wang Qingqing obtained a five-foot-long piece of Biling Wood, which was three hundred years old, and Tang Jingtian obtained a talisman treasure, which was envious of others.

Li Hang announced that after the refining competition, Wang Qingqing ran quickly to Wang Changyue and said excitedly:

"Auntie, I got the ranking, tenth. ”

Wang Changyue smiled and said, "Yes, but you can't be proud, there are many refiners who fail to refine difficult magic weapons in order to obtain a higher ranking, otherwise you won't be able to get the tenth place." ”

At this time, Tang Jingtian walked over and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Fairy Wang!

Wang Qingqing was about to agree, but Wang Changyue took the lead and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Tang Daoyou, we have an urgent matter today, I'm afraid we won't be able to go, thank you for your kindness, I'm sorry." ”

Tang Jingtian was a little disappointed and said with a smile: "It's okay, then next time." ”

"Definitely. ”

Wang Changyue left with Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingqing's heart was full of doubts, but she didn't ask more.

Back at the residence, Wang Qingqing opened his mouth and asked, "Auntie, Tang Daoyou is kind-hearted, why don't we go to the banquet?"

"You're still too young, think about it, why did the Heavenly Soldier Sect reward Tang Jingtian with a rune treasure? You know, the Heavenly Soldier Gate didn't say what the prize was, they could reward a spirit stone, and the rune treasure was much more precious than the spirit stone. ”

Wang Changyue said meaningfully.

Wang Qingqing thought about it carefully and said, "Auntie, are you saying that the large-scale auction held by Tianbingmen should be related to Tang Jingtian?"

"That's right, I remember that the master of the Tianbing Gate has a granddaughter, if I guessed correctly, the Tang family should be married to the master of the Tianbing Gate, otherwise the Tianbing Gate would not have made such a big formation, the children of the Xiuxian clan, you don't have to deal with them, our Wang family is just a small family, and if you take a hot face to stick to someone's cold ass, you can't line up for our Wang family." ”

Wang Qingqing nodded and said, "I know, aunt, the auction the day after tomorrow, I hope to buy the next Tsukidan." ”

"I hope so. ”

The time soon came to the day of the auction, and the auction hall was crowded with immortal cultivators.

Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing sat in the front position, and they could clearly see the auction items.

"Bell, bell!"

After three heavy bells rang, the auction began.

Li Hang walked quickly to the circular platform in the center, and said loudly: "In Xia Li Hang, responsible for presiding over this auction, the highest bidder will get the first auction item, five complete sets of magic weapons Purple Moon Darts, each of which is a low-grade magic weapon, with a reserve price of one thousand spirit stones, and each increase in price shall not be less than one thousand." ”

One auction item after another appeared at the auction, and the transaction price of each item was thousands of spirit stones, and the atmosphere of the venue gradually warmed up.

"Three Zhuji Dan, the reserve price is 10,000 spirit stones, and the price increase shall not be less than 1,000 spirit stones each time. ”

Li Hang took out three blue porcelain vases and shouted loudly.

"Ten thousand!"

"One in one!"

"Ten thousand twelve!"

The competition for Tsukidan was fierce, and Wang Changyue participated in the auction, but unfortunately, she was unable to auction a Tsukidan.

There were too many immortal cultivators bidding, and the three Tsukidans were sold at high prices of 57,000, 59,000, and 60,020 respectively.

After taking away the Zhuji Dan, Li Hang auctioned several more auction items, and Wang Changyue bought a second-order mid-grade demon bee's Inner Dan.

There are three finale auction items, a rune treasure, a magic weapon prototype and a third-order rune seal, and the magic weapon prototype was auctioned at a sky-high price of 270,000 yuan.

As Wang Changyue expected, after the auction, Sun Junyan, the owner of the Tianbing Gate, appeared and solemnly announced that his great-granddaughter would marry Tang Jingtian of the Tang family, and the Tianbing Gate and the Tang family would marry.

Sun Junyan is the head of a faction, and he is willing to marry his great-granddaughter to Tang Jingtian, which shows the great power of the Tang family.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the Wang family.

After the auction, Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing left Bailong Valley, Wang Changyue returned to Wangjiabao, and Wang Qingqing returned to Qingyuefang City.

Wu State, Tianquan Mountain.

Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan appeared at Wang's grocery store, and a girl in a green skirt received them.

"Wang Xiaoyou, is your grandfather here? ”

Wang Qingshan said politely.

"Two seniors, grandpa is in retreat, I don't see guests, I'm sorry. ”

Wang Changhao was a little disappointed and nodded: "Okay then! ”

He originally wanted to buy a set of second-order formations from Wang Lin, but since Wang Lin was in retreat, he could only give up!

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Changhao and ten others appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Qingshan reluctantly forgot about Tianquan Mountain, released a cyan flying boat, and walked up.

After everyone walked up, Wang Qingshan pinched it, and the light of the cyan flying boat rose sharply, carrying them towards the sky.

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Chapter 393: The Heavenly Soldier Conference is over