Xue Tong killed Huang Zhen, the innate of the Demon Sect, but Lu Tao and his junior brother refused to see the envoy and refused to return to Wanyu. This confirmed the fact that the three of them abandoned the sect and ran away. They were not guilty of killing the traitor. The master of the Demon Sect had no name, so they had to give up.
Xue Tong practiced hard for two months and finished refining the fourth-level dragon-killing sword. He just walked out of the stone room. It is difficult to say that there are no people who covet the Qing Yan Sword. Every time the sword skill increases by one point, the security becomes thicker.
The first person he looked for after leaving seclusion was Lin Hong.
Unexpectedly, Lin Hong's attitude towards him became ambiguous again.
"Manager Xue, I didn't expect you to be much prettier than Wei Wuxu." Lin Hong's voice was soft, with a meaningful smile on her lips.
"Deputy Hall Master Lin is amused, Xue Tong is just ordinary, just not ugly."
Xue Tong secretly screamed that something was wrong. He heard that Lin Hong was attracted to his senior brother Jiang Zhaoxiong, but Luo Hua was interested in her. Jiang Zhaoxiong only had a friendship with the same family and always refused. Lin Hong was resentful and deliberately showed her favor to many men and played with ambiguity. Angry at her senior brother.
Jiang Zhaoxiong probably knew Lin Hong's trump cards well and was neither angry nor pulling Lin Hong back.
But Lin Hong's change in attitude aroused Xue Tong's vigilance.
"Even if Lin Hong still doesn't know the truth, it's hard to say whether Jiang Zhaoxiong will take it seriously. If the Tianmo Sect doesn't come to trouble me, if Jiang Zhaoxiong and other jealous people come to cause trouble, the trouble will be big." Xue Tong said secretly.
"Junior brother Xue is heroic and has extraordinary martial arts. He is far beyond compare to others. Senior sister, don't be so humble in front of me. Why are you afraid that I will eat you in one bite?" Lin Hong covered her mouth and started laughing, making Xue Tong even more chilled and hairy.
"Oh, Deputy Hall Master Lin, I have been resting for a few months to help Jibao Hall do something, so I came here to discuss it with Senior Sister." Xue Tong hurriedly interrupted and got to the point.
"Oh" Lin Hong's expression calmed down. Her ability to grasp the situation was superb and she had excellent control. She immediately stopped teasing with Xue Tong and said: "Almost all kinds of resources in Jibaotang are welcome. With Manager Xue's vision, we collected All the resources submitted will be collected!”
Lin Hongjin's performance prompted Xue Tong to make up his mind to go far away and target Fujiao Island.
He has been away from Xitong Trading Company for five years and is about to break through the innate level. He will take advantage of the acquired realm to explore the truth and make things easier for him without being too conspicuous.
Besides, the only top-quality refining materials he entrusted Jibaotang to collect were "yellow gall stone marrow", so it was necessary to go out and take a look.
…
Xue Tong prepared carefully and selected nine spiritual objects: the two elixirs of Tiancheng Dan "Mian Mian Mian" and "Earth Bamboo Shoots", the silver gun and machete enshrined by Annan Mansion, and the white crane of Zhenyuan Palace Wu Zhengyuan and his junior brother Sword, caltrop stick, three innate monster beast corpses.
The remaining four high-grade magical weapons are kept for spare use, including two swords, a sword and a staff. The Red Moon Staff and Fengling Sword of the innate warriors Yu Yuan and Mao Jishen are of the highest quality.
Xue Tong unfolded the ghost banner flag and recited the spells from the grimoire. The stone room was filled with a dark and bloody atmosphere. An ape head emerged from the flag. The blood-red eyes of the violent ape soul beast suddenly lit up and it emerged completely.
The day after tomorrow!
After the soul beast has refined all the soul power it devoured in the ancient tomb, its body in the form of smoke becomes thicker and darker, and its roar becomes more terrifying and terrifying.
…
A few days later, Fujiao Island was reached.
The island is bustling with people and the streets are noisy. There are only three days left until the island meeting is held.
Xue Tong did not return under his pseudonym for five years. The first thing he did was to walk into Xitong Trading Company. After going around for a while, he did not see his old clerks Wen Guangmao and Tan Sheng.
"The black-skinned sea tribe has replaced all my people!" Xue Tong was angry and his face turned slightly red.
He is dressed in ordinary clothes, looks in his fifties, and uses the pseudonym of Luo Sheng.
"Where are you in charge? I heard from a friend that there is a good shopkeeper named Du." Xue Tong couldn't help but ask the shop assistant.
"Shopkeeper Du left two years ago. The news about Taoist Master is very old. The current shopkeeper's surname is Pang." The waiter said.
"Pang Xun"
"Yes, the Taoist priest knows Shopkeeper Pang."
"Where there is, I heard it from hearsay." Xue Tongying said nothing and pretended to look at the goods displayed in the cabinet.
"It seems that Shi Kun and others have completely taken over Fujiao Island. It is almost impossible to get back the partnership funds and the spiritual objects stored in the business."
Xue Tong stayed in a luxurious hotel, just one street away from the trading house. He founded the Baofengtang exchange meeting on Fujiao Island, which usually started before the island meeting and lasted for three consecutive days.
However, when he excitedly arrived at Baofeng Garden, he was blocked by guards.
"Taoist Master, stop. The Baofeng Hall is full. If there are no special circumstances, you need to wait for people to leave before entering."
Xue Tongzheng was unhappy that the little martial arts disciple dared to stop people. He raised his palms and almost made a move. He angrily said: "Who made the rules? What is a special situation?"
"Taoist Master, please calm down and show me the exchanged items. If I check it out and think it's worth adding more people, Taoist Master can go in. I'm really sorry, this is also a rule set by the superiors." The guard captain, who is a warrior of the day after tomorrow, hurriedly dissuaded him and said politely. .
"Is this elixir enough?" Xue Tong held a mushroom-like elixir in his palm.
"Bacteria! That's enough, that's enough, Taoist Master, please come in."
The warriors onlookers murmured and lamented that it was not enough to bring spiritual objects, so they could only register and add them to the park.
Xue Tong entered the Baofeng Hall. He scanned the large place of fifty people several times and found at least four acquaintances, Wu Qiang, Liu Hanru, Tang Ao, and Mi Shouzhen.
All four of them came to Fujiao Island in order to strengthen the island society, encourage or retain them.
The other person looked quite familiar, and Xue Tong couldn't remember when he had seen him before.
Baofengtang is an important channel for the Sea Clan to exchange for high-level spiritual objects from the Human Race. Each of the ten members of the Sea Clan held a thin jade tablet and made a list. They came from different sea areas.
"No one is here from the Zuo family," Xue Tong muttered.
The Sea Clan was short of magic weapons, so Xue Tong's four high-grade magic weapons were naturally in demand. He exchanged the tribulus rod for the corpses of two innate electric eels.
He wanted Mo Ling Jing and Qing Gen Tie the most, but he didn't dare to say it openly. The list of spiritual items purchased by Xitong Trading Company five years ago might reveal clues.
Xue Tong read through all the jade tablets, but found no top quality materials.
Wu Qiang wanted to change his shield, Liu Hanru asked for elixir plants, and the familiar person frequently exchanged and bought goods, and the demand was huge.
Xue Tong suddenly recalled a person, Qing Huo Huang, a guest of the Kuanglang Sect whom he met during the Haiji Festival. At that time, they even left tokens for each other.
"Is it possible that Huo Huang is still working for the Kuanglang Sect? He has become a master now."
Xue Tong secretly observed that Huo Huang and his party of five people traveled thousands of miles to Fujiao Island, and they must have brought a lot of goods.
Xue Tong picked a few fourth-grade elixir plants, struck up a conversation with Liu Hanru, and asked him to chat outside the hall. Wu Qiang had a good relationship with Liu Hanru and followed him out together.
Xue informed the two of them the details, and in a few words they started a conversation, basically asking about the current situation of Fujiao Island in the past five years.
Five years ago, Xue Tong disappeared inexplicably. The Black-skin Clan released news that he was at odds with the Hai Clan's philosophy and left. There were so many people in Fujiao Island who knew about Xue Tong that almost no one believed him, but they were unable to investigate in detail. The incident gradually subsided.
"Who is the human partner?"
"Wei Dunjian"
Xue Tong ended the conversation and sold the elixir to Liu Hanru at the usual price.
…
The martial arts cultivators were full of energy, and Xue Tong waited until the day when the island meeting was officially held.
"Usually, the sea tribe will bring out their favorite treasures to boost their popularity!"
Yan Zhaolie, an old man from the Nine Tribes, Pang Xun, the shopkeeper of the trading company, and Wei Dunjian, a partner from the Human Tribe, walked into the venue.
"Dear Taoist friends, the Fujiao Island grand event cannot be separated from the support of fellow Taoists. In order to thank you, the black-skinned tribe has prepared two treasures to add to the fun. You are welcome to bid!"
Pang Xun tapped his palm lightly, and the charming Sea Clan woman held out a pair of dragon horns on the stage, two long and two short.
"This dragon is an innate achievement. It was killed by three clan elders. The horn is precious and has not appeared on the market for many years. The starting price is 100,000 spiritual stones." Pang Xun announced loudly.
When Xue Tong saw Pang Xun, he was filled with anger and said, "You thief, you will die in my hands sooner or later!"
"The Xiantian Dacheng Jiao Horn has the formulas for several fourth-grade elixirs. A pair of horns weighs 500 kilograms and can be used to refine thousands of elixirs. The hard horns can also be used to refine magic weapons. One thing has many uses. Three hundred thousand is not expensive. "
Xue Tong was deciding whether to make a bid when Huo Huang shouted: "One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Huo Huang represents the Kuang Tao Sect, has strong financial resources, and bids normally."
"One hundred and eighty thousand" shouted an old man with white eyebrows and white hair.
"Two hundred thousand", "two hundred and thirty thousand"...
"Two hundred and eighty thousand" Huo Huang bid again.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" Xue Tong announced the astonishing price.
"It doesn't matter if it's more expensive or cheaper, as long as the stuff is good, keeping the good stuff will always come in handy!" Xue Tong thought to himself.
No one on the field continued to argue, and Huo Huang also kept his mouth shut.
…
"The second treasure is even rarer. The deepest trench in Xitong Sea produces a kind of steel called Qingmingxuan Iron. With the approval of the Elders Council, the latest piece was dug up and auctioned, weighing 1,980 kilograms." Pang Xun He shook his head and said.
"It takes no effort to get it. Qingmingxuan Iron, which is much more advanced than Qinggen Iron, is here. Don't miss this opportunity!"
Xue Tong was no longer as cautious as before since he killed Cang Han in the Frost Miasma Forest. Even if he won the first piece, he didn't worry about whether bidding for the second piece would cause trouble.
