Wuyuan County was located in the northwest of Qu Province. It was the most prosperous county in Qu Province. The county had high mountains and dense forests, and it was famous for producing all kinds of low level spiritual herbs and demonic beasts. [Full text to read …]
What was different from the other counties was that this county was controlled by three Immortal Cultivation Clans. Each clan had a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator in charge. The Immortal Cultivation Clans outside of Wuyuan County were unable to interfere with the affairs of this county. Furthermore, the other Immortal Cultivation Clans in Wuyuan County were insignificant small sects and were unable to pose any threat to the three Immortal Cultivation Clans. Instead, they expressed goodwill towards the three Immortal Cultivation Clans in order to seek protection.
As the saying goes, a mountain can't accommodate two tigers, let alone three tigers. On the surface, the three clans respected each other like guests, but in secret, they had fought for countless rounds.
Of course, this kind of fight was referring to business, not a war between the two clans.
The three clans all had a history of over a thousand years. They had deep foundations, and they all had their own exclusive markets. Every ten years, the three clans would gather at Rosy Clouds Mountain and jointly hold an auction. It was considered a grand event in the Wuyuan Region's Immortal Cultivation World.
Kong Ling An was a descendant of the Kong Clan, one of the three clans. However, he was only in the sixth layer of Qi Refining. There were at least eight hundred low level cultivators like him in the Kong Clan, if not a thousand. He was just an insignificant member of the Kong Clan. Because of this, he was sent to Rosy Clouds Town by the higher-ups of the Kong Clan. He was in charge of receiving the cultivators who came to participate in the Lingzhi Convention with the other two clans' Qi Refining cultivators.
Of course, those who could be received by them were at least Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.
At the entrance of the town, Kong Ling An sat at a table near the entrance of a teahouse. His gaze would occasionally look towards the entrance of the town.
Kong Ling An's neck was sore from looking, but he still didn't see any strangers. This made him feel disappointed and somewhat angry.
The other two clans' Qi Refining cultivators who were stationed in the town relied on their higher cultivation levels to lead the way for two beautiful female cultivators, leaving him here alone to drink tea.
When he thought of the appearance of the two female cultivators, Kong Ling An's heart couldn't help but heat up. However, when he thought of the two escorting the female cultivators away, his heart felt stifled.
The more Kong Ling An thought about it, the angrier he became. Even the tea in his mouth felt extremely bitter.
He frowned, put down the teacup, and shouted, "Waiter, change the tea."
Hearing Kong Ling An's call, a waiter quickly walked over and poured him a new pot of tea.
Kong Ling An picked up the teacup and was about to drink it when two men appeared in his line of sight.
At this time, the weather was a little cold. The pedestrians on the street were wearing thick fur coats, but these two men were wearing thin clothes, which was very unusual.
Of course, what caught Kong Ling An's attention was not this, but the Tai Chi symbol on their clothes.
Ever since Kong Ling An was tested to have Spiritual Roots by the Clan Elder, he entered the Hall of Enlightenment opened by the Clan Elder. In addition to teaching the younger generation of the Kong Clan, the Clan Elder also explained some Immortal Cultivation knowledge to them, including the Cultivation Methods and territories of the various Immortal Cultivation Forces, as well as the symbols that represented these forces.
Thus, Kong Lingan immediately recognized the Taiji symbol as the symbol of the number one sect of the Righteous Dao, the Taiqing Palace. Clearly, these two men were both disciples of the Taiqing Palace, and they were both Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Seeing this situation, Kong Ling An hurriedly put down the teacup, squeezed out a smile on his face, and quickly walked toward the two men.
In front of the two men, he respectfully said, "May I know the names of the two seniors? Are you here to participate in the Ganoderma Convention?"
A middle-aged man with a purple birthmark on his face glanced at Kong Ling An, and a touch of contempt flashed in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Yes, the Ganoderma Convention jointly organized by the three Immortal Cultivation Clans. Why are you the only one receiving the guests?" In his words, there was a hint of blame.
Hearing this, Kong Ling An's face changed, and he hurriedly explained, "Senior, please don't blame us. The others went to receive the other seniors. We didn't mean to be negligent."
When the middle-aged man heard this, he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he was interrupted by his companion next to him.
"That's enough, Senior Brother Zhong, let him go! Let him quickly lead us to Rosy Clouds Mountain! Otherwise, all the good things will be bought by others, "a handsome young man said with a smile.
"Hmph, since Brother Wang has spoken, then forget it. Lead the way for us!" The middle-aged man snorted lightly, and ordered without hesitation.
"That's good, junior will lead the way for senior." Kong Ling An's heart was a little relieved. He smiled and responded, and cast a touch of gratitude toward the young man.
After saying that, Kong Ling An raised his hand, and a green light flew out from his sleeve. After a circle, it turned into a green leaf about ten feet in size, floating gently in the air about a foot above the ground.
His figure moved, and he jumped on it.
At the same time, the middle-aged man's thick palm patted a cloth bag on his waist, and suddenly a red light swept out from the mouth of the bag. Then, with a flash of light, a strange two-headed bird about ten feet in size appeared in front of him.
This bird looked a bit like a crow, covered in red feathers. Its spread wings were several feet wide, and there were two small fierce eyes on each of its heads.
"Brother Wang, my Early Level Two Two-headed Fire Crow's flying speed is faster than ordinary high-grade flying magic tools. You can sit on it!" After saying that, the middle-aged man's figure flashed, and he appeared on the back of the strange two-headed bird.
The young man nodded, and jumped on as well.
The young man was none other than Wang Changsheng. After killing Lu Jun and the others, in order to prevent another ambush, he put on a robe with the symbol of the Tai Qing Palace. Along the way, he met this Senior Martial Brother Zhong from the Myriad Beasts Clan. Coincidentally, this Senior Martial Brother Zhong was also here to participate in the Lingzhi Convention, so they set off together.
Along the way, although they met many cultivators from small sects and rogue cultivators, perhaps because of their identity as disciples of the Taiqing Palace, not only did no one dare to attack them, but the disciples of small sects and rogue cultivators were also very respectful when they met them, and did not dare to offend them in the slightest.
This made Wang Changsheng feel relieved, but at the same time, regretful. If he had known this would happen, he would have revealed his identity as a disciple of the Taiqing Palace earlier, and perhaps Lu Jun and the others would not have dared to attack him.
Seeing the Two-headed Fire Crow, Kong Lingan's expression changed slightly, and he felt a little lucky that he did not offend this senior. Otherwise, this senior would not have to do anything, and just this spiritual bird alone would be able to tear him to pieces.
Kong Lingan cast a spell on the green leaf, and with a flash of green light, a green shield suddenly appeared, enveloping his entire body.
"Let's go."
As Kong Lingan's words fell, the green leaf soared into the sky, turned into a green light, and flew towards the west of the town.
Seeing this scene, the pedestrians on the street did not have much reaction, and they just did what they should do.
"Sit tight, Brother Wang." After the middle-aged man shouted, he patted the back of the bird under him with his thick palm.
Two crisp bird chirps sounded, and the strange bird flapped its wings. After a gust of wind, it rose into the air and chased in the direction where Kong Lingan left. After a few breaths, it disappeared in the sky.
After less than half a quarter of an hour, the three stopped above a tall mountain peak.
Looking down, a large number of gorgeous palaces and pavilions appeared on the top of the mountain, and a large number of figures were walking between these buildings.
"Seniors, we've arrived. This is where the Ganoderma Convention will be held. When we arrive, there will be people who will arrange separate rooms for the two Seniors to ensure that the Seniors can have a good rest," Kong Ling An pointed downwards and introduced respectfully.
Wang Changsheng and the middle-aged man followed Kong Lingan and landed at the entrance of the manor. When he just put away the two-headed strange bird, two green-robed cultivators immediately walked out from inside and greeted them.
Walking into the manor, a huge bluestone square appeared in Wang Changsheng's sight. There were cultivators in various costumes in the square. There were men and women, old and young. Most of them were Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, and there were also some Qi Refining stage cultivators. The total number of people was as many as seven to eight hundred people.
The square was surrounded by stalls of different sizes. Some put goods on wooden tables, and some directly on the ground. It was a very lively scene.
On the left side of the square, there was a magnificent palace with its door closed. On the right side, there was a three-story pavilion. There were many cultivators wandering around the pavilion, whispering to their companions from time to time.
"Two seniors, you can set up a stall here.
We will not charge any fees for the goods. The auction will be held in the Golden Jade Palace on the left in two days. There will be many spiritual medicines, spiritual pills, magical tools, and other items used by cultivators for auction. All of them are treasures. We will definitely not let you down. "A green-robed cultivator pointed to the palace on the left and introduced.
Another green-robed cultivator pointed to the pavilion on the right and said with a smile, "The Vast Origin Building on the right is for all kinds of cultivation items, whether it is medicinal pills or magical tools. Whether it is talismans or spiritual beasts, no matter where you get them from, we will buy them all. The price will definitely satisfy the two seniors. If you have any rare items, you can also give them to the deacons of the Vast Origin Building and put them in the auction. We will not charge any fees. "
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face was a little moved.
When Wang Changsheng heard this, he suddenly realized that most of the people wandering around the pavilion were selling stolen goods.
Speaking of which, he also had some things that were inconvenient to use in front of others.
It was good to go out, but before that, he needed to change his clothes and cover his face.
"If the two seniors want to rest, just find a cultivator with a rosy cloud mark on their clothes. They will arrange a place for the seniors.
The venue is for the seniors to exchange materials. If you are cheated, we will not be responsible for compensation. "
"I know, there is nothing for you here. You can go!" Senior Brother Zhong waved his hand and said in a commanding tone.
The two green-robed cultivators acknowledged and retreated respectfully.
"Junior Brother Wang, I have some personal matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. After the auction is over, I'll wait for you outside the manor," Senior Brother Zhong said as he turned around and walked towards a stall.
Wang Changsheng couldn't wait to be separated from Senior Brother Zhong! After Senior Brother Zhong left, he immediately found a Qi Refining Stage female cultivator with a rosy cloud mark on her clothes and asked her to arrange a guest room for him.
After a quarter of an hour, Wang Changsheng returned to the square again. He had changed into casual clothes and a green cloak on his head, covering his face.
There were many people in the square who were dressed like this, but no one would pay special attention to him because of this dress.
Wang Changsheng walked around the square, and then walked toward the Vast Origin Building.
As soon as he walked into the Vast Origin Building, Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned. In front of him was a huge hall that was dozens of feet wide. What surprised him was that there were dozens of small stone houses in the hall.
"Fellow Daoist, do you want to sell your goods?"
A middle-aged woman with ordinary facial features walked over quickly and said to Wang Changsheng with a smile.
Wang Changsheng glanced at her. This woman was also a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, and her cultivation was higher than his. She was in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
"I want to sell my goods."
Wang Changsheng said with a voice transmission.
"Please follow me." The middle-aged woman nodded and walked toward the center of the hall.
Walking to an open space, the middle-aged woman touched her waist with her right hand, and a stone house a few inches in size appeared in her hand.
The middle-aged woman's hand flashed with green light, and she injected spiritual power into the stone house. After a while, the stone house actually trembled.
She threw it forward, and after a muffled "boom", a house of several feet in size appeared in front of Wang Changsheng.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned, and his face showed a touch of shock.
"Why, Fellow Daoist has never seen the Tianji House?" The middle-aged woman saw Wang Changsheng's expression, and she asked with some curiosity.
"Yes, I have never seen this kind of thing. Is this a magic tool or something?" Wang Changsheng nodded and stared at the house in front of him with a look of interest on his face. He asked.
"The Tianji House can be said to be a magic tool, but it can also be said to be not a magic tool. After all, this kind of low-level Tianji House can only enlarge and shrink. Except for soundproofing and preventing peeping, it has no other effect. If it is a high-level Tianji House, it can be attached with formations and powerful enchantments. It is comparable to a magic tool." The middle-aged woman explained carefully.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's face was a little moved. He asked with a voice transmission, "Do you sell this kind of thing? How many spirit stones does it cost? "
The middle-aged woman smiled and replied with a voice transmission, "Fellow Daoist, let's talk inside! It is not very convenient to use the voice transmission technique. "
Wang Changsheng's face showed a touch of embarrassment, and he nodded.
The middle-aged woman walked forward, opened the stone door, and walked in.
When he saw this, Immortal Wang also slowly walked in, closing the door on the way.
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