For the next half a month, Wang Changsheng closed his door and did not come out, practicing "King Kong Demon Suppression Skill" and absorbing King Kong glazed liquid.

After absorbing a bottle of Vajra glazed liquid, Wang Changsheng's physical body was much stronger, but unfortunately he couldn't resist the magic weapon, and it was estimated that he would have to cultivate the "Vajra Demon Suppression Skill" to the fourth layer before he could resist the magic weapon.

During this period, Chen Qiusheng also came to visit Wang Changsheng and handed over thousands of poisonous insects to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng paid the spirit stone, asked Chen Qiusheng about some things, and let him leave.

On this day, Wang Changsheng walked out of the Sihai Palace and came to a small shop located in the northeast corner of Fang City.

This shop deals in a lot of miscellaneous things, there are magic weapons, talismans, pills and other immortal cultivation items, and the shopkeeper is an old man in a yellow robe with white hair.

Wang Changsheng restrained his own aura fluctuations, and it seemed that he only had cultivation in the foundation building period.

"What do you want to buy, although this store is small, but it has all kinds of organs, do you want me to introduce it?" As soon as Wang Changsheng entered the door, the old man in the yellow robe walked up quickly, and said with a smile on his face.

"Heaven and earth, all over the world, know everything. Wang Changsheng said in a low voice.

When the old man in the yellow robe heard this, his face changed, he glanced left and right, and said in a low voice: "Throughout the ages, thousands of mountains and rivers have known everything. ”

Wang Changsheng took out a piece of blue jade, handed it to the old man in the yellow robe, and said lightly, "How long will it take to get news?"

After checking the contents of the jade slip, the yellow-robed old man thought about it for a while and replied, "There will be news in seven days, five thousand spirit stones." ”

Wang Changsheng nodded, paid the yellow-robed old man fifty middle-grade spirit stones, and turned to leave.

This small shop is a small stronghold of the intelligence agency, and according to Chen Qiusheng, as long as the spirit stone is paid, there is nothing they can't find.

Wang Changsheng inquired about the whereabouts of the Metallic Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivator, and he had already collected the four Heavenly Corpses of Fire, Water, Wood, and Earth in his hands, and he was still short of the Golden Heavenly Corps.

"Yang Daoyou, thanks to you borrowing spirit stones, otherwise my little sister would have missed out on this Snow Cloud Grass. ”

"The white fairy is polite, what is this little spirit stone, if you come to our White Kirisle Island as a guest another day, I will definitely treat you well for my brother." ”

"Hehe, I've heard the name of Yongzhou White Kirist Island for a long time, and my little sister hasn't been there yet! I heard my father say that there are many clansmen in your Yang family who worship under the gate of Taiqing Palace, is it true?"

"Of course it's true, one of my clan brothers is still an elder of the Taiqing Palace!"

When Wang Changsheng passed in front of a shop, the conversation between the two immortal cultivators came to his ears.

"Yongzhou White Fog Island?" Wang Changsheng suddenly stopped and looked at the source of the sound.

A young man in white with delicate facial features and a woman in a blue dress with gorgeous facial features were chatting in a spiritual medicine store, and the woman in the blue dress was holding a snow-white grass in her hand.

"Several of my clansmen also participated in the Taiqing Palace's apprenticeship ceremony, but unfortunately they couldn't get started. The woman in the blue dress said with envy.

"Hehe, that's it, the gate of Taiqing Palace is not good······" The young man in white smiled, and said a little proudly, before he finished speaking, a palm slapped on his shoulder, and a deep man's voice suddenly sounded: "Yang Daoyou, you are here!"

The young man in white frowned, turned around, and saw a man in white standing behind him, it was Wang Changsheng.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person. The man in white smiled and said with some embarrassment.

The young man in white checked his body, and after confirming that there was no abnormality, he frowned and said, "Next time, see clearly, don't pat other people's shoulders indiscriminately." ”

Wang Changsheng smiled, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

After the young man in white paid the spirit stone, he left with a smile and a smile with the woman in the blue dress.

A quarter of an hour later, the young man in white and the woman in the blue dress were walking on the bustling street, and suddenly stopped, their faces distorted slightly, and then returned to normal.

"What's wrong? The woman in the blue dress asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I suddenly remembered that I was in a bit of a hurry, go first, White Fairy. After saying this, the young man in white turned and walked towards a nearby street.

Seeing this, the woman in the blue dress frowned slightly, didn't say anything, and left by herself.

It didn't take long for the white-clothed young man to appear in an inn's wing, Wang Changsheng was sitting opposite the white-clothed youth, and there was a pot of fragrant tea and a scarecrow on the table, and the scarecrow had some black liquid on it.

"Are you a disciple of the Yang family in Yongzhou, Baiwu Island? What is your name? What position do you hold in the clan? What are you doing this time? Do you know a clansman named Yang Qian?" Wang Changsheng asked five questions in one breath.

"Yes, Yang Feng, a disciple of Yanwutang, followed the ancestor to come out to see the world, Yang Qian is my brother. The young man in white replied truthfully.

"Old Ancestor, Yuanying Monk or Jiedan Monk, how many people are there on your trip?" Wang Changsheng frowned and asked.

"Yuanying Monk, there are thirty-five people on this trip, including the old ancestor. ”

"Are your ancestors still in Fang City, and where do you live now?"

"In, staying in the Bafang Pavilion, our own inn. ”

"When are you leaving Fang City?"

"I don't know, the ancestor didn't say it. ”

Wang Changsheng thought for a while, took out a blood-red bead from the storage bag, and commanded: "You keep this blood-light induction bead, and you can do whatever you want when you go back." ”

"Yes. Yang Feng agreed, put the blood-red beads into the storage bag, and turned to leave.

"It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there. Wang Changsheng looked at Yang Feng's departing back and muttered to himself in a low voice, his eyes full of murderous intent.

He originally wanted to go to White Kirishim Island later to settle accounts with the Yang family, but he didn't expect to meet someone from the Yang family in Kyotobo City.

If there was only one Yuanying monk in the Yang family, and there were no other Yuanying monks with him, Wang Changsheng would definitely not let the people of the Yang family go back to White Fog Island alive.

Wang Changsheng sat in the room for half an hour, got up and left.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng appeared in front of a golden palace dozens of zhang high, and after paying a thousand spirit stones to the guards at the door, Wang Changsheng took a jade plaque engraved with ninety-one and walked in.

Led by a Tsing Yi attendant, Wang Changsheng walked into a long corridor, and after turning around, he came to the end, where a white light curtain blocked his way.

After Wang Changsheng injected mana into the jade plaque in his hand, a blue light flew out from the jade plaque and landed on the white light curtain.

The white light curtain flashed wildly a few times, then it collapsed, and Wang Changsheng strode in.

A bright hall of hundreds of zhang in size appeared in front of Wang Changsheng, hundreds of jade chairs surrounded a circular high platform, and most of the jade chairs were already sitting.

Those who appeared at the venue were all Yuanying monks, men, women, and children, some wearing grimace masks to hide their faces, and others showing their true faces.