As soon as he returned to his residence, Wang Changsheng went straight to Lingtian.

A huge yellow light curtain enveloped all the fifty acres of spiritual fields, and inside the yellow light curtain was dense purple grass.

Wang Changsheng flipped his hand and took out a palm-sized blue array plate, which was engraved with dense blue spirit patterns.

I saw that he slammed several magic duels on the blue array disk, and the blue array disk suddenly shone brightly, and a huge white cloud appeared out of thin air in the yellow light curtain.

After a burst of white clouds, the raindrops the size of beans flashed out of it and quickly fell towards the purple grass below.

Dense raindrops fell on the fifty acres of spiritual fields, moistening many purple grasses.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng hit the array plate with a magic decision, the blue light flashed, the raindrops dispersed, and the white clouds also collapsed.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng nodded, and as soon as his right hand flipped over, the blue array disk disappeared.

After pouring rain on Lingtian, Wang Changsheng raised his feet and walked towards the Golden Dragon Palace.

Back in the master bedroom, Wang Changsheng slapped the spirit beast bag with one hand, and Xiao Hei immediately rushed out in the billowing black gas.

Xiao Hei's breath was relatively weak, and the scales on his body fell off in many places, and the flesh and blood were blurred where the scales fell off.

As soon as Xiao Hei appeared, he opened his mouth and let out a wail, obviously, the injuries on his body were not light.

Wang Changsheng touched Xiao Hei's head, turned over and took out a white porcelain bottle, uncorked it, poured out some white powder from it, and sprinkled it on Xiao Hei's wound.

Then, Wang Changsheng touched the storage bag with the palm of his hand, and a white wooden box appeared in his hand.

When the wooden box was opened, there was a red ball the size of a dragon's eye, and there were three light red spiral lines on the surface of the ball, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Xiao Hei's nose sniffed a few times, his eyes lit up, he spat out his scarlet tongue, and looked at the red ball inside the wooden box.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, picked up the red ball and threw it into Xiao Hei's mouth.

Xiao Hei swallowed it without hesitation, revealing a very satisfied look.

After taking this fourth-level Triple Transformation Jiao Pill refined by the Fire Jiao Inner Pill, Xiao Hei's body twisted, turned into a black qi and rushed into the spirit beast bag on Wang Changsheng's waist and disappeared.

Wang Changsheng opened another spirit beast bag and found that the two bloodthirsty spirit bats were still sleeping.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Changsheng took out a black storage bag from his arms, opened the mouth of the bag, and poured out all the contents inside.

There were not many things, a dozen black stones, and a silver-white painting scroll several feet long, and there was nothing in the painting.

This black storage bag was found by Wang Changsheng on the body of the blue-shirted man, he thought that there would be a lot of elixir, but when he saw all this in front of him, he was disappointed.

The black stones were cool to the touch, but the weight was very light, Wang Changsheng thought about it carefully, and he really couldn't recognize the origin of these black stones.

As for the silver-white painting scroll, Wang Changsheng carefully observed it for a while, and found nothing strange, according to his guess, the silver-white painting scroll should be a magic weapon that has not yet been refined, otherwise it would not be empty.

Wang Changsheng didn't think much about it, and put more than a dozen black stones into the storage bag around his waist, and as for the silver-white painting scroll, it hung on the stone wall behind him.

Subsequently, Wang Changsheng took out a few exquisite storage bags, poured out the contents of the contents, and put them into different storage bags according to the classification of the things.

On this trip to the secret realm, Wang Changsheng gained a lot, there were seven or eight elixirs for eight or nine hundred years alone, as well as two thousand-year-old snow apricot fruits, in addition to the elixir, there were also a lot of other immortal cultivation resources such as demon beast materials and ores.

Compared with most of the disciples in the sect, Wang Changsheng can be said to be very rich, but he knows very well that if he wants to attack the Jiedan, these resources are far from enough.

In all fairness, Wang Changsheng's qualifications are not good, he can only be regarded as average among many fellow disciples, he doesn't think that one snow spirit water and heavenly fire liquid can form a pill, according to his plan, at least two or more copies of snow spirit water and heavenly fire liquid can be purchased.

Now that he has cultivated to the late stage of foundation building, he can also go overseas to purchase Snow Spirit Water and Heavenly Fire Liquid, of course, the main reason why Wang Changsheng plans to leave for overseas is animal skin.

Even with the help of the Fu Demon Pen, the success rate of drawing intermediate rune seals is not high, if Wang Changsheng wants to learn to draw more intermediate rune seals, he must have a large number of blank rune paper for him to practice, if he uses more than a hundred years of elixir to refine blank rune paper, Wang Changsheng can't afford to consume it, in comparison, the blank rune paper refined by animal skin is cheaper.

He had long heard from other senior brothers that the price of overseas monster materials was more than half cheaper than that of the mainland, and in addition, he was also quite interested in overseas customs and customs.

After the master refined the inner armor magic weapon for him, Wang Changsheng planned to go overseas to divide the rudder and appreciate the customs of the sea.

As soon as he thought that he could enjoy the sea style by going to the overseas rudder, Wang Changsheng was a little excited.

He calmed down the excitement in his heart, turned over and took out a blue porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and a strong aroma of wine came to his nose, and the porcelain bottle contained spirit wine.

Wang Changsheng drank the spiritual wine in the porcelain bottle, and as soon as the spiritual wine was in his stomach, it turned into a stream of extremely pure spiritual energy in his body.

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Just as Wang Changsheng was refining the aura contained in the spirit wine, the continuous bell ringing of "bell bell" resounded in the sky, one louder than the other, seven times in a row, and the melodious bell echoed in the sect.

A quarter of an hour later, several mountain peaks far away flew out one after another, flying towards the location of the Patriarch Hall.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a white rainbow broke through the sky from a distance and landed on the bluestone platform where the Patriarch Hall was located.

After a moment of light, a middle-aged man with a white face and beard and a white robe was revealed.

As soon as this person landed, a woman's voice came from behind him:

"Senior Brother Bai, wait for little sister. ”

The middle-aged man looked back and saw a middle-aged Taoist girl in a blue Taoist robe walking slowly towards him more than a hundred meters away.

The middle-aged Dao Gu didn't seem to be walking fast, but every step spanned more than a dozen zhang, and it took less than a few breaths to reach the middle-aged man.

"I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, Senior Sister Lan's Spirit Fox Step is even more powerful than before," the middle-aged man smiled at the middle-aged Dao Gu and praised.

"How dare the little sister get an axe in front of Senior Brother Bai, don't say these polite words, if I'm not mistaken, the last time the dragon bell rang seven times was more than a hundred years ago!"

"Yes, last time it was to deal with the threat of the royal family and the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, I don't know what trouble happened this time, I need to ring the dragon bell seven times," the middle-aged man nodded, and said with some curiosity.

"I'm also a little curious, our Taiqing Palace has been thriving over the years, um, but I heard that this sect has been getting closer to the Wu clan recently, maybe there is something wrong with the Wu clan," the middle-aged Dao Gu said with some uncertainty.

"I've been busy cultivating before, but I've also heard people mention that this sect seems to have trade contacts with the Wu clan, but there are many Wu tribes, and it is difficult to unify opinions, maybe there is something wrong with the Wu clan, the overall strength of the Wu clan is no less than some immortal cultivation factions, if there is a problem on the Wu clan's side, the trouble is indeed big enough," the middle-aged Taoist priest's face showed a trace of solemnity.

"This is just our speculation!I want to wait a while, the senior brother in charge should be able to explain a thing or two!" the middle-aged Dao Gu nodded.

As they spoke, the two walked through the long stone steps and entered the Patriarch's Hall.

In the hall, a short and fat old man in a yellow robe sat in the first place with his eyes slightly closed, and Mo Wentian stood beside him, his face full of respect.

On the chairs on the left and right sides of the yellow-robed old man, there sat a middle-aged Confucian and a purple-haired old woman, both of whom were also full of respect.

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged Dao Gu glanced at each other, picked two adjacent positions and sat down, closing their eyes and resting.

It didn't take long for a tall, black-faced man and a thin middle-aged Confucian to walk in and sit down on the chairs on either side.

"Uncle Huang, everyone has arrived," Mo Wentian said softly to the yellow-robed old man.

"Well, let's start when everyone is together! I'm just a witness, and the decision is still in your hands," the yellow-robed old man opened his eyes, glanced at a few people on the left and right, and said lightly.

"Yes, disciple obeys," Mo Wentian nodded, his eyes swept over the few people on both sides, and said with a serious face:

"A few junior brothers and sisters, something happened to the Demon Sealing Secret Realm. ”

Hearing this, the faces of the six people sitting on the chairs on the left and right sides changed.

"What, something happened to the Demon Sealing Secret Realm? Senior Brother Mo, you made it clearer, what happened?" the middle-aged man asked after frowning.

"Yes, Senior Brother Mo, make it clear," the middle-aged Daoist Gu nodded in agreement.

Mo Wentian heard this, nodded, and said: "Here's the thing, a month ago, according to the practice of this sect, I escorted sixty disciples into the secret realm of sealing demons to pick elixir, but who knew that the soul of a demon monk was attached to a disciple of the foundation building period of this sect and mixed into the secret realm, killing many disciples of the foundation building period who entered the secret realm, but fortunately, the nephew of Master Wang of the Xuanfu line and the nephew of Murong of the Thousand Swords lineage joined forces to kill this person. ”

"What? The Demon Dao Cultivator's split soul was attached to the disciple of this sect and blended into the secret realm?" the black-faced man's face changed, and he said in disbelief.

"Senior Brother Mo, do you know how many disciples are possessed by the Demon Dao Monk, and what line of lineage do they come from?" The purple-haired old woman frowned and asked.

"This kind of possession technique, at least it can only be performed by the Yuanying Cultivator! Senior Brother Mo can find out who is behind the scenes? Could it be that the Ten Thousand Demon Palace did it?" the middle-aged Dao Gu frowned and said in a deep voice.

Just as Wang Changsheng was refining the aura contained in the spirit wine, the continuous bell ringing of "bell bell" resounded in the sky, one louder than the other, seven times in a row, and the melodious bell echoed in the sect.

A quarter of an hour later, several mountain peaks far away flew out one after another, flying towards the location of the Patriarch Hall.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a white rainbow broke through the sky from a distance and landed on the bluestone platform where the Patriarch Hall was located.

After a moment of light, a middle-aged man with a white face and beard and a white robe was revealed.

As soon as this person landed, a woman's voice came from behind him:

"Senior Brother Bai, wait for little sister. ”

The middle-aged man looked back and saw a middle-aged Taoist girl in a blue Taoist robe walking slowly towards him more than a hundred meters away.

The middle-aged Dao Gu didn't seem to be walking fast, but every step spanned more than a dozen zhang, and it took less than a few breaths to reach the middle-aged man.

"I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, Senior Sister Lan's Spirit Fox Step is even more powerful than before," the middle-aged man smiled at the middle-aged Dao Gu and praised.

"How dare the little sister get an axe in front of Senior Brother Bai, don't say these polite words, if I'm not mistaken, the last time the dragon bell rang seven times was more than a hundred years ago!"

"Yes, last time it was to deal with the threat of the royal family and the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, I don't know what trouble happened this time, I need to ring the dragon bell seven times," the middle-aged man nodded, and said with some curiosity.

"I'm also a little curious, our Taiqing Palace has been thriving over the years, um, but I heard that this sect has been getting closer to the Wu clan recently, maybe there is something wrong with the Wu clan," the middle-aged Dao Gu said with some uncertainty.

"I've been busy cultivating before, but I've also heard people mention that this sect seems to have trade contacts with the Wu clan, but there are many Wu tribes, and it is difficult to unify opinions, maybe there is something wrong with the Wu clan, the overall strength of the Wu clan is no less than some immortal cultivation factions, if there is a problem on the Wu clan's side, the trouble is indeed big enough," the middle-aged Taoist priest's face showed a trace of solemnity.

"This is just our speculation!I want to wait a while, the senior brother in charge should be able to explain a thing or two!" the middle-aged Dao Gu nodded.

As they spoke, the two walked through the long stone steps and entered the Patriarch's Hall.

In the hall, a short and fat old man in a yellow robe sat in the first place with his eyes slightly closed, and Mo Wentian stood beside him, his face full of respect.

On the chairs on the left and right sides of the yellow-robed old man, there sat a middle-aged Confucian and a purple-haired old woman, both of whom were also full of respect.

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged Dao Gu glanced at each other, picked two adjacent positions and sat down, closing their eyes and resting.

It didn't take long for a tall, black-faced man and a thin middle-aged Confucian to walk in and sit down on the chairs on either side.

"Uncle Huang, everyone has arrived," Mo Wentian said softly to the yellow-robed old man.

"Well, let's start when everyone is together! I'm just a witness, and the decision is still in your hands," the yellow-robed old man opened his eyes, glanced at a few people on the left and right, and said lightly.

"Yes, disciple obeys," Mo Wentian nodded, his eyes swept over the few people on both sides, and said with a serious face:

"A few junior brothers and sisters, something happened to the Demon Sealing Secret Realm. ”

Hearing this, the faces of the six people sitting on the chairs on the left and right sides changed.

"What, something happened to the Demon Sealing Secret Realm? Senior Brother Mo, you made it clearer, what happened?" the middle-aged man asked after frowning.

"Yes, Senior Brother Mo, make it clear," the middle-aged Daoist Gu nodded in agreement.