The Xuanhao Mountains are located in the southwest of the Xuanguang Continent, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles and full of spiritual energy. To the northeast of the mountains, there is a giant valley shrouded in clouds and mist.
Through the clouds and mist, you can see a very large manor, with small bridges, flowing water, and strange rocks in the garden. You can also see some figures walking around.
Ye Xuanji and an old man in gold robes with a peaceful face were sitting in an octagonal stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
The old man in golden robe is tall and thin, with piercing eyes. The Xuanji Shenjun is in the late stage of integration and is proficient in the art of divination. "Fairy Ye, this is what you want to collect." The Xuanji Shenjun took out a blue storage ring and handed it to him. Ye Xuanji.
Ye Xuanji took the storage ring, glanced at it with her consciousness, and frowned: "Why is it just like this?"
"Fairy Ye, you need to collect materials from the underworld. Xuanyang world is rare to begin with. It's good to be able to collect some Tianming stones. I have sent my disciples out to ask them to pay attention to things in the underworld."
Xuanji Shenjun explained that Ye Xuanji saved him in his early years and was very kind to him.
"Okay! I will stay in Xuanguang Continent for a while. If I collect what I want again, I will send someone to Xuanguangfang City. My people will contact your people. This is a token of communication."
Ye Xuanji warned, took out a cyan token and handed it to the Lord Xuanji.
Xuanji Shenjun accepted the cyan token, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Fairy Ye, are you planning to set up a ghost formation?"
"I don't need to bother you anymore. I owe you a favor and I will pay it back to you in the future. That's it!"
After Ye Xuanji said these words, she turned into a golden rainbow and walked away from the sky, leaving this place... Three years later, Qianyuan Continent, Qi Yunfeng.
The streets were crowded with pedestrians and noisy cars and horses, making it very lively.
There is an underground cave of more than ten acres. The stone walls of the cave are covered with mysterious runes, emitting a strong forbidden wave.
In the center is a round stone platform more than a hundred feet long. A man in red robe with a shrewd face stands on it, holding a small clock with flashing yellow light in his hand. The small yellow clock emits astonishing fluctuations of earth spiritual energy.
The man in red robe has four ears, and his body is much larger than that of the human race. He is clearly a member of the four-ear tribe. Thousands of monks gathered here, most of them are god-transforming monks. Wang Yingjie sat in the front position, staring at the man in red robe. .
Knowing that he had an opportunity at the Hundred Tribes Conference, Wang Yingjie participated in various gatherings and auctions in the hope of exchanging rare items. In his spare time, he would also wander around the stall square to see if he could find anything missing.
The Hundred Tribes Conference is about to be held, and he hasn't collected any rare items yet.
This auction is organized by the Four-Ear Clan. You must have at least the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage to participate, regardless of race.
The hearing of the Four-Ear Tribe is very sensitive, and it is said that they can hear the contents of the voices transmitted by other monks. "Two hundred and twenty-one dollars! Deal done, this treasure belongs to fellow Taoist."
The man in red robe's voice was not loud and spread throughout the entire venue.
A skinny old man in black robe walked to the circular high platform and communicated with the man in red robe.
"This fellow Taoist doesn't have enough top-quality spiritual stones and plans to sell some materials. We only provide the venue and are not responsible."
After the man in red robe said this, he stepped aside.
Multiple racial chambers of commerce and trade unions frequently held auctions and brought out all kinds of good things. The top-grade spiritual stones on the high-level monks were not enough to spend, so they could only sell some things. This was also intentional by the major forces, in order to facilitate the collection of materials.
Ordinary things can be settled with high-grade spiritual stones. Mid-grade Tongtian Lingbao, seventh-level secret talismans, seventh-level formations, and high-level magic materials can all be settled with top-grade spiritual stones.
In the Qianyuan Continent, top-quality spiritual stones are hard currency and have stronger purchasing power, far exceeding those in the Xuanling Continent.
The black-robed old man took out dozens of materials, including sixth-level demon elixirs, magic materials, minerals, elixirs, animal bones, animal skins, etc.
Wang Yingjie's eyes fell on a piece of blood-red ore, and after asking, he learned that it was a blood dragon's blood stone that had fallen on the ore after thousands of years of evolution. It was an excellent material for refining blood path treasures.
He spent twenty top-quality spiritual stones to take a picture of this dragon blood stone.
The old man in black robe auctioned some things, collected enough spirit stones, paid the price, and left with the little yellow clock.
"This auction ends here. Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming." The man in red robe said politely.
The monks left one after another. As soon as Wang Yingjie walked out of the venue, Qi Yunfeng started to shake slightly. The passers-by on the street looked at each other with different expressions.
More than a dozen black figures appeared in the distance, and the shadows got closer and closer. They turned out to be a burly giant.
"It's the Giants! They're also here to attend the Hundred Tribes Conference." Someone recognized the origin of the Giants.
The power of the giant race in the Qianyuan Continent is not small. Fortunately, this race has a very weak reproductive ability and is not large in number. Otherwise, it would have dominated the Qianyuan Continent.
Wang Yingjie was slightly stunned, without paying too much attention, and quickened his pace.
Back at his residence, Wang Yingjie walked into a secret room, took out the blood dragon stone, and examined it carefully.
He took out a green flying knife and struck it at the blood dragon stone. There was a muffled sound and there was a shallow slash mark on the surface of the blood dragon stone.
Wang Yingjie frowned, took out a palm-sized five-color jade seal, and inserted a spell into it. The size of the five-color jade seal increased sharply, and it hit the blood dragon stone.
There was a loud rumbling sound, the runes on the stone wall flashed, and the stone chamber shook.
After a while, Wang Yingjie pinched the magic formula, and the five-color jade seal returned to its original size. The blood dragon stone shattered, and a piece of blood-red jade rolled out.
The blood-colored jade stone has a round shape and some mysterious lines on the surface, resembling a mini dragon. Wang Yingjie picked up the blood dragon stone, examined it carefully, and took a deep breath.
"Blood dragon stone is actually made of this kind of material!" Wang Yingjie was pleasantly surprised.
The blood dragon stone is a rare magic material. It is suitable for high-level monks who practice blood skills to condense the magic. The blood dragon stone is used to condense the magic. The resistance of the magic is comparable to that of a dragon, and its recovery ability is very strong. This is a A high-grade Dharma material.
Wang Yingjie picked up the treasure, but he had no use for it, so he could exchange it for it. With a flick of his wrist, a streak of blood flew out from the spirit beast bracelet, and it was Wang Long.
Wang Long is in the form of a dragon-eating ant. If he hadn't reminded him, Wang Yingjie wouldn't have noticed the abnormality. "You have made a great contribution this time. You have done well. This bottle of blood ginseng pill is for you."
Wang Yingjie praised him, took out a cyan porcelain vase and handed it to Wang Long. "This is what I should do." Wang Long thanked him and accepted the cyan porcelain vase.
Wang Yingjie nodded and walked out. As soon as he walked out of the attic, Bai Yuqi, Liu Hongxue and Wang Zongyun came towards him. They were smiling and seemed to have gained a lot.
They acted separately, attending parties and auctions, and doing their best to collect resources. "Ancestor Yuqi, what good things did you get?" Wang Yingjie asked with a smile.
"We obtained the skin of the seventh-level element-devouring beast and brought it back to Qinglian Island. Our ancestors can use it to refine the thunder-transforming talisman."
Bai Yuqi said excitedly.
The thunder-transforming talisman is a seventh-level talisman, a higher-level talisman than the heavenly thunder-transforming spirit talisman. It also has the effect of weakening the power of thunder tribulation, and is equivalent to the lizard clan's celestial lizard pendant.
The Wang family obtained the method of refining the Thunder Talisman, but they could not find the skin of the seventh-level element-devouring beast as the main material. The seventh-level element-devouring beast was already rare.
Liu Hongxue and Bai Yuqi attended a gathering of Void Refining monks and exchanged a piece of skin of a seventh-level element-devouring beast with a foreign monk.
If Wang Ruyan can refine the thunder talisman, they can apply to use the thunder talisman to withstand the great catastrophe. Of course, they apply with good deeds, not free use.
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