Chapter 297: Facial paralysis
Peng Liguang laughed dryly, and never mentioned the sale of weapons again.
Wang Zhuo saw Peng Li's light and gloom, and knew that this old man had dedicated his life to his career, and even though this kind of old-fashioned person had all kinds of shortcomings, he deserved a little admiration for him.
Immediately walked to Leng Siliang's stall, Wang Zhuo whispered to Peng Liguang: "Peng Ju, do you know that there are countless worlds above your head, and all races are at the top of the food chain like human races?"
Peng Liguang nodded, "I did discover a few cases of alien spacecraft earlier, but it's just their technology..."
"Three thousand worlds exist in the sky above our heads, and in hundreds of years, they will not have to travel for a long time to reach the earth, and all world spaces will be connected to Huaxia Shenzhou again, and there will be countless technological innovations and national evolution. Peng Bureau, you don't have to worry about the future, you can mine and dig oil with peace of mind, and now develop into a strong country and a strong people, and you will live up to your life's ambitions. โ
Peng Liguang was completely stunned, grabbed Wang Zhuo's arm and said urgently, "Master Wang, why didn't you tell me about this until now?"
Wang Zhuo smiled and said: "This is the general trend, even if you know it hundreds of years in advance?"
"Take precautions early, if there is a lot of pressure to survive, and there is a great invasion of Xing technology and a race higher than the earth to invade and enter, and slaughter my people to occupy my land, monks like you who come and go high to find a deep mountain and a wild mountain to occupy the land as the king, but what should they do?" Peng Liguang stomped his feet vigorously, and took two steps back and forth extremely uneasy.
Wang Zhuo's face did not change, "To put it mildly, after hundreds of years, Peng Ju's ashes have turned into fertilizer." When you die, let him flood the sky. โ
Peng Liguang really wanted to roar and scream, but he knew that what Wang Zhuo said was the truth. Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, even if they work hard to leave them a legacy for all generations, they will not escape the squandering of the loser. "Master Wang, how about reporting this matter when I go back?"
Wang Zhuo shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Whatever you want, when manpower is exhausted, my history teacher told me when I was a child that I must conform to the general trend of history." โ
"You must not have learned history well, and the historical enlightenment compiled by the imperial court today is not full of history. Rather, it teaches you how to rebel. Before arriving at the stall, Leng Siliang took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Summing up the experience of the peasant uprising, so that future generations will not make the same mistakes again, but there are always people who say that they will learn from history, but their ignorant behavior still leads them into destruction, which is sad and lamentable." โ
Wang Zhuo staggered the topic, took out a nine-grade spirit stone from the storage bag, put it on the ebony table, and said, "Sir." A copy of the writings of the sages and Confucians. โ
Leng Siliang smiled and took out a lone book with no name on the cover from the drawer of the table and handed it to Wang Zhuo, "The collection of words and deeds compiled by the past generations of gentlemen in this academy is the principle of heaven and earth, and none of them are sour words. Every time you read a few sentences, you will naturally cultivate a righteous voice after a long time, and the ghosts will not be alarmed from then on. Demons don't bother. โ
Wang Zhuo picked up the book and looked at it a few times, and found that the paper, pen and ink were just ordinary things in the world. The penmanship is vigorous and heroic, and it can be seen from the penmanship that these Confucian monks do not regret doing things, and there are no evil thoughts mixed with it, all by their own hearts.
Seeing him put the book in the storage bag, Leng Siliang smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist." Can Wanbaoge and his party receive the goods successfully?"
Wang Zhuo nodded, but did not explain the details to Leng Siliang. Instead, he said, "Mr. Leng." There will be an auction on the afternoon of the third day of the Fang Market, and you and the other monks of the alliance will go there?"
"Naturally, go and see the excitement, in fact, the auction in the Fang Market, in addition to requiring the upper limit of cultivation, must also take out the corresponding spirit stone as a certificate to enter, but I don't know how to determine it this year, after all, many monks' spirit stone reserves are probably not much left except for the supply of the spirit gathering array in the door. According to my guess, Wanbao Pavilion will inevitably find many magic weapons with great offensive and defensive power and put them up for auction to meet the Chenghai treasures that are about to be born. โ
Wang Zhuo agreed with Leng Siliang's statement, and turned around to look around, in addition to Leng Siliang, the Yuanying Great Monk, in the Northern Alliance, such as Duanmu, Yunhang and Xuansong, all sent personal servants to sell all kinds of products in their doors, and there were also monks in front of the stall who watched the excitement and asked about the price. was a little puzzled by Leng Siliang's maverick, but he didn't bother to ask, and after chatting casually, he went to visit other stalls.
Duanmu had promised to give Wang Zhuo a few Heavenly Runes to make Jing Liang's rune seals, but it would take a long time to make them. Wang Zhuo is not in a hurry, it can be said that his early chances are inseparable from the Tianfu Gate. When I came to the stall of the Heavenly Fu Gate and looked at it, most of the things sold by the child were low-level thunder talismans, stealth talismans, etc., and a few talismans of more than six grades were bid for by several monks with rich net worth.
And the Ganghuaguan where Xuansong is located sells all kinds of exercises, Ganghuaguan was known as slaying dragons earlier, and the dragon heritage did not say that these exercises were also exchanged for life from the dragon's nest. As for Yunhangmen, what is naturally sold are various finished formations and diagrams.
Wang Zhuo watched for a long time and secretly felt interesting, there are five doors in the Northern Alliance, except for Cao Bao who was killed by him, I don't know what special it is, and the other four doors have their own characteristics.
Haoran righteousness plus all kinds of high- and medium-level exercises, talisman seals and formations, once the joint forces of several doors are interconnected, the effect of them together will definitely be greater.
After walking around the square with Peng Liguang for half a circle, Wang Zhuo met Liang Qiuzi and Zhou Huachen, seeing that Liang Qiuzi had not passed away with a smile on his face, Wang Zhuo knew that Zhou Huachen, as a thousand-year-old mantis demon, must also have magic weapons or spirit stone savings, and then added treasures to Liang Qiuzi that can be used now and in the future.
Although there are also a lot of good things in the square stalls, Wang Zhuo has already heard some monks discuss that the whole market is traded for a total of four days, and if someone does not grab or see what they like when the auction is over on the third day, they will release the best treasures to sell on the fourth day. Therefore, Wang Zhuo forcibly held down the idea of buying a second-grade ordinary defensive magic weapon, and then returned to Keyue Restaurant after meeting Zhang Kui and a few others to walk around the entire square.
At night, white light can be emitted from each step of the bluestone streets of Ming Island, and the light condenses in the sky to cover the moon, and the entire island is like day. Other types of buildings emit different types of light. The boundless dark waves of the sea in the distance are roaring, and the island is brightly lit and wonderland.
Wang Zhuo leaned on the window and watched for a long time. It wasn't until the beer bottle in his hand dried up that he leaned back, closed the doors and windows and released Seryosha to help him keep vigil. Lay down on a single board bed and fell asleep.
The next day, Wang Zhuo met two monks with the same Yuan Infant under the introduction of Leng Siliang, and knew from their conversation and chat that the Chenghai treasure was born this time, attracting a total of 25 monks of the three clans of the Yuan Infant level, and two monks of the god level.
The gods and monks are all human races, one is the holy monk Huixing of the Plateau Buddhism, and the other is the great elder of Longhu Mountain, Chu Chen. Although many monks knew that they were already on Congming Island, they did not know exactly where they lived. Except for Chu Chen, who showed his face yesterday, Huixing was not seen at all.
The appearance of a god-transforming monk further dispelled Wang Zhuo's idea of participating in the treasure hunt. At the beginning, Jueyu was at the level of transforming into a god, if he wasn't in a hurry to watch the refining of the divine formula, one finger could crush him who had just transformed into a shape, and now although he has become a Dan cultivator, he can also be called a mountain demon king in the era of the end of the law, but he thinks that even if he encounters Jueyu again, if there is no samadhi true fire in the golden book refining formula. He will still be directly crushed into powder by the gods.
Now Wang Zhuo is different from when he had nothing, he used to be poor and white, he couldn't even wear a pair of pants on his body, and no matter what he saw, he felt that he should take what he called his own. Now that he has parents, has many treasures, and even has Erlong Mountain, Wang Zhuo is no longer willing to work hard for a magic weapon that he can't master at all.
Except for the Yuanying monk introduced by Leng Siliang. Wang Zhuo also got to know a few people, Jindan-level monks of the demon clan. Even Yuan Ying couldn't see what kind of cultivation Wang Zhuo was, let alone these Jindan monks, seeing that Wang Zhuo's attitude was approachable and without the slightest arrogance, they naturally maintained a harmonious atmosphere.
They handed each other a name thorn, which is now a business card. Talking about the world and talking about the world, his mouth was full of rumors in the cultivation world, Wang Zhuo didn't speak, listened quietly, and at the same time, his head flew quickly, and he silently memorized the common sense that he thought was useful.
It was until the morning of the third day. Peng Liguang first contacted the warship that came to pick him up, after all, there was going to be a big storm in Chenghai, and he went back to arrange for fishermen, merchant ships, and warships not to sail out easily in the next half a month to a month.
Wang Zhuo was standing in front of the door of Wanbao Pavilion at this time, and Lan Shan saw Wang Zhuo coming towards him, and waited in front of the door early to welcome him.
After greetings, Lan Shan led Wang Zhuo to the secret room where he came the day before yesterday, and then took out a token with 10,000 characters written on it from his storage bag and placed it on the table. "Senior, after you have registered, you will be able to enter the auction directly with this token, and I have taken the initiative to arrange your seat in a remote corner, because I don't seem to want to attract the attention of other monks by looking at you. โ
Wang Zhuo felt that Blue Mountain's service was in place, and nodded: "Thank you, Daoyou, but if I have a favorite treasure to bid in the future, there is no need for the seat to be remote or not?"
"So that the seniors know that every seat has a formation that covers the divine sense, and our Wanbao Pavilion expressly prohibits the use of divine consciousness to spy on the entire island within a quarter of an hour after the end of the auction, after all, there is no Dao court or super sect in the cultivation world of Shenzhou to take the lead in formulating laws, and Wanbao Pavilion is trying its best to avoid the tragedy of killing people and seizing treasures. The senior's seat is close to the door, and you only need to get up and walk two steps after the auction to go out to this secret room, and there are secret passages leading to all parts of the island in the secret room, in short, the senior can join the auction with confidence no matter what. โ
Lan Shan's words seemed to be too cautious, if there were monks who were arrogant or thought they could walk sideways in Huaxia listened to his words, they might not only not be happy, but would think that Lan Shan looked down on him. But for such a sensitive and neurotic animal as Wang Zhuo, he agreed very much, and couldn't help but give his hand and said: "If everything goes well, I will show you something when I get down." โ
Lan Shan smiled, shook his hand humbly, and said: "This is all what should be done, and the fact that my predecessors can put me in charge of the genuine Fulongdan is already the greatest expression to me." As he spoke, he took out a silk silk from his bosom, and after setting up the pen and ink, he asked, "I wonder what treasure the predecessors want to exchange for the real Fulongdan?"
"As you said, you will exchange spirit stones, but I don't know how many spirit stones can be exchanged for the real Fulong Dan?"
Lan Shan didn't hesitate, "The seniors also know that in fact, the actual value of the genuine Fulong Pill is not that big at all, it can only help the foundation building monk achieve the Golden Pill, and in addition, it can make the body strong and improve the defense ability against simple mana attacks." It's just that now that the Dharma is over, it's not easy to practice. Then there are many monks, but after they have some skills, they all like one person to attain the Tao, and the chicken dog ascends to heaven. Once they have a favorite junior who is stuck in the foundation and can't advance, then our chance is here. A low-grade Fulong Pill that barely entered the stream could be sold for the price of a sixth-grade spirit stone. So for this three-grade piece, I suggest that the seniors set the price at the price of a three-grade spirit stone. On this basis, let them auction, and under my calculations, the final transaction is about 80 to 90 third-grade spirit stones. Seniors must know that a third-grade spirit stone can buy a top-grade first-grade magic weapon now, and eighty or ninety third-grade spirit stones can probably buy a good-grade innate magic weapon. โ
Wang Zhuo had heard before that the monk divided the attack, defense, and other items that could become the carrier of mana to exert greater power into magic weapons, magic weapons, innate magic weapons, spirit treasures, heavenly spirit treasures, and supreme treasures, and his Heavenly Spirit Hall was a treasure between innate magic weapons and spirit treasures. In other words, the Heavenly Spirit Hall is an extremely special innate first-grade magic weapon.
If there is one more innate magic weapon in his hand, whether it is attack or defense, Wang Zhuo will earn it, and he nodded: "Okay, just use a third-grade spirit stone as the basis for bidding." โ
Lan Shan recorded it, and then put the rules he had said to Wang Zhuo on the silk silk, and handed it to Wang Zhuo to read after writing.
After reading the official document on the silk line by line, Lan Shan said: "If the seniors agree." Just divide a trace of divine consciousness and put it on it. โ
Wang Zhuo released his divine consciousness according to his words, only to see that the silk silk absorbed a trace of his divine consciousness and automatically cut off its connection with his soul sea, and the next moment the silk silk released a hazy brilliance that changed from ru white sรจ to light yellow sรจ.
Lan Shan said with a smile: "Finally, I will remind the seniors that Wanbao Pavilion does not allow malicious bidding, that is to say, when bidding for the real Fulongdan, it is better for the seniors not to bid." โ
Wang Zhuo felt novel. "If I make a bid, the higher the price, the higher your commission will be, not to mention that if the auction fails, Wanbao Pavilion will still have the opportunity to exchange the three-grade spirit stone for my Fulong Dan. โ
"Having said that, the circle of the Huaxia Divine Cultivation Circle is so big. The seniors are good to say as fresh faces, and even if the other great monks are left, even if the Jindan monks are even me, a person who only cultivates in the late stage of foundation building, can barely recognize seventy-seven-eighty-eight. Not to mention people like seniors who are already in the upper echelons of this circle. At that time, even if the seniors cover their faces and change their shapes, they will be able to recognize you, and the unsuccessful auction is inevitable. The seniors probably also know that now they have come from Ming Island to Yuan Ying twenty-five. Two gods. A hundred years ago, I saw them from the Mingdao Trading Market, when the Yuan Infant was thirty and four, and the gods were three. In just a hundred years, the thirty-four Yuan Babies have become twenty-five, and the Wanbao Pavilion where the next one is located believes that except for one or two of these Yuan Babies who are in retreat and cannot leave the mountain gate, the others have all died, and the feather of the Great Elder of the Sect Avatar God fifty years ago has made it even more difficult for the Wanbao Pavilion to maintain the status of a first-class sect. You must know that twenty or thirty Yuan Infant Transformation Gods seem to be a lot, but in fact, this is the only remaining power in Shenzhou for thousands of years. Therefore, when the Wanbao Pavilion was opened, there was a rule that malicious bidding between monks was no longer allowed, not only to protect the monks so that Shenzhou would not be damaged, but also to sell personal favors, and after the end of the law, we could rely on this favor to let Wanbao Pavilion continue to survive. โ
Wang Zhuo pursed his lips secretly in his heart, although Lan Shan was right, but he didn't talk about the biggest benefit, that is, Wanbao Pavilion has also accumulated a good reputation, making it stand out among its peers.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, but you also have to make sure that the real Frondan is the first to appear. โ
Lan Shan said with a smile: "This is inevitable, but the seniors must also be mentally prepared, the auction price of the first appearance will definitely not exceed too much, after all, psychologically speaking, good things are left in the end." โ
Wang Zhuo waved his hand to indicate that he had already thought about it, "In this case, I will go back first and come back in the afternoon." โ
"If there is nothing to do when you go back, you might as well rest here for a while. Lan Shan turned around and took out the tea and all kinds of fresh fruits from the closet, "There is a special tea from Chenghai in this pavilion, if this tea is drunk by mortals, it can increase its life span by five years out of thin air, of course, five years is nothing for the monks, mainly because it is eye-catching and refreshing and special fragrance. โ
As he spoke, he put the tea in front of Wang Zhuo, and Lan Shan's eyes were calm with consideration for the person in front of him. But what disappointed him was that Wang Zhuo didn't change at all when he smelled the fragrance of tea, took a sip and nodded, "Good tea." โ
"Seniors, Chenghai has the aquarium commander personally take care of the tea garden, in fact, this tea is also he brought from the West Lake to Chenghai, after thousands of years of evolution to be unique, is once the first time the great elder of the god of the door drank this tea when he was intoxicated, but the predecessors did not have any reaction except for a good tea, which really made me admire the tenacity of the seniors. โ
Wang Zhuo smiled slightly, "Don't worry about the details, you just treat me as facial paralysis." โ
Lan Shan was stunned, and then said with a dry smile: "The seniors said they were laughing." โ
"Since you have good tea, I'll bother you for a moment. Wang Zhuo pointed to the front of him and said, "Daoist friends sit down first, I still have something to ask." โ
Blue Mountain sat down, "Senior, please speak." โ
"Daoyou claims to be in the late stage of foundation building, so how does Daoyou maintain such a young face after a hundred years? After all, Daoyou looks like he is only about twenty years old. โ
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