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The green cauldron had two handles and three legs. It was more than three feet tall and had a diameter of about ten feet.
The lid of the cauldron was slightly protruding, and the body of the cauldron was carved with patterns of insects, fish, beasts, mountains, and trees.
Wang Changsheng made a gesture with one hand and cast a spell on the green cauldron.
The lid of the cauldron slowly flew up, revealing the situation inside.
A black centipede was lying quietly in the corner. There were a large number of poisonous insect corpses in the cauldron. There were spider legs, toad heads, snake heads, and so on.
This black centipede was a Gu worm cultivated by Wang Changsheng. According to the Wu Tribe, this black centipede was called the Thousand Poisons Gu.
This black centipede had survived from thousands of poisonous insects, and there were many kinds of toxins in its body.
After this black centipede refined the poison in its body, it should have no problem advancing to Level Four. However, this process would take several years. If he wanted to hurt a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he would have to cultivate it to at least Level Five. This would require Wang Changsheng to invest a lot of resources and a lot of effort.
This Thousand Poisons Gu was Wang Changsheng's backup Gu worm. He planned to find time to go to Southern Border to collect poisonous insects to cultivate a Thousand Poisons Gu.
However, just buying ten thousand poisonous insects would require at least a million Spirit Stones. If he wanted to cultivate them to a high level, he would need at least a few million Spirit Stones.
Wang Changsheng had killed many high-level cultivators over the years and plundered a lot of wealth. However, he spent a lot of Spirit Stones to buy talisman materials and other things. Now, he only had about seven or eight hundred thousand Spirit Stones.
As a Demon Dao cultivator, what could he do if he lacked Spirit Stones? Of course, he would rob. Wang Changsheng had his eyes on the Yang family of White Fog Island, but now was not the time. He would let this little fat sheep live for a while.
Wang Changsheng spat out a large mouthful of blood essence, which floated in the air. He chanted and launched several symbols at the blood essence. After rolling for a while, the blood essence turned into a mini blood dragon about an inch long.
"Go." Wang Changsheng pointed at the black centipede in the cauldron. The mini Blood Dragon twisted its body and pounced toward the black centipede.
The black centipede seemed to have sensed something and was about to dodge.
Right at this moment, a burst of green light lit up inside the cauldron and covered the black centipede, making it unable to move. The mini Blood Dragon entered the black centipede's body smoothly, and the green light also disappeared.
Wang Changsheng flicked his wrist, and a purple gourd flew out, floating above the green cauldron.
Wang Changsheng cast a spell on the purple gourd. The purple gourd spun and the mouth of the gourd was facing down. The stopper was opened, and a purple light covered the black centipede. The centipede was sucked into the gourd, and the stopper was automatically blocked.
He waved his hand, and the purple gourd flew back into his sleeve and disappeared.
After doing all this, Wang Changsheng took out a bulging storage pouch from his bosom and emptied it on the ground. After a burst of multicolored light, over a thousand bottles and jars appeared on the ground, all of them filled with all kinds of poisonous insects.
Wang Changsheng opened the lids one by one and threw poisonous insects, black poisonous scorpions, green poisonous snakes, geckos that could change color, and so on into the green cauldron one by one.
These poisonous insects were collected by Wang Changsheng when he returned to the Great Song Dynasty. There were more than 1,000 of them. In the end, only one of them survived and became the Thousand Poisons Gu.
Some of the poisonous insects had wings. They flapped their wings and flew out of the green cauldron.
Wang Changsheng made a gesture with one hand, and a burst of green light came out of the cauldron, rolling back the poisonous insects that flew out of the cauldron.
After throwing the last poisonous insect into the cauldron, Wang Changsheng rolled up the lid of the cauldron with his sleeve. The lid flew up and firmly closed.
Wang Changsheng made a gesture with one hand, and a green light flashed. The green cauldron quickly shrank and flew back into Wang Changsheng's sleeve.
He sat cross-legged on the bed, took out a yellow jade slip, and stuck it between his eyebrows.
The yellow jade slip recorded Buddhist cultivation methods. Although Wang Changsheng only cultivated the 《Vajra Subduing Devil Art》, he could use other Buddhist cultivation methods and secret techniques for reference.
Although Buddhist secret techniques were very powerful, the difficulty of cultivating them was relatively high. Wang Changsheng cultivated a Buddhist secret technique. Just comprehending it took him a month, and now he was about to succeed.
Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Wang Changsheng did not come out and concentrated on cultivating Buddhist secret techniques.
Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes slightly closed. His skin turned light gold, like a golden arhat. There was a twenty feet tall tall phantom floating above his head.
The phantom was golden all over. Its hands were clasped together, and its face was kind. It was wearing a golden monk's robe.
After a moment, the phantom collapsed and disappeared. Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.
"I finally succeeded." Wang Changsheng muttered to himself in a low voice.
Although it was only a secret technique, Wang Changsheng spent more than half a year to comprehend and successfully cultivate it.
Calculating the time, it was almost time for the auction to start.
Wang Changsheng walked out of the inn and asked a low level cultivator. He found out that the auction would be held today.
Without saying anything, he went straight to the Pearl Palace.
After Wang Changsheng threw a mid-level spirit stone to the guard at the door, he strode in.
After walking into the auction hall, he was greeted by a spacious hall that was a few hundred feet in size.
In the middle of the hall was a circular platform that was more than a hundred feet in size. Near the platform were hundreds of white stone chairs. Most of the stone chairs were occupied.
Wang Changsheng scanned with his divine sense and found that most of the people present were in the Core Formation stage. There were only a few Yuanying cultivators.
Wang Changsheng did not find this strange. With the power of Haoran Academy, it was already very good that they could hold an auction for Core Formation stage cultivators. If they wanted to hold an auction for Yuanying cultivators, it would be impossible to collect so many treasures without the cooperation of at least two major forces.
As he walked to the front row, his gaze seemed to inadvertently pass over the others.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up and he stopped.
Following his gaze, he saw three scholarly Core Formation stage cultivators gathered together and whispered.
There were two men and one woman. The one with the highest cultivation level was a middle-aged man wearing a green scholarly robe.
The middle-aged man had good facial features, slightly pale skin, and a light green jade pendant hung on his chest.
Wang Changsheng had never seen Lin QingShu, but he used the Witch Puppet Technique on a few Haoran Academy disciples and heard them describe Lin QingShu's appearance.
The middle-aged man's appearance was very similar to the description of the Haoran Academy disciples. It was very likely that he was Wang Changsheng's target, Lin QingShu.
The middle-aged man seemed to have noticed something. He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng smiled at the middle-aged man and walked over.
"Is this Fellow Daoist Lin QingShu?" Wang Changsheng walked in front of the middle-aged man and said with a smile.
Wang Changsheng had just cultivated a Buddhist cultivation method, so his body carried a trace of Buddhist aura. He didn't look like an evil cultivator at all.
"That's me. You are?" The middle-aged man nodded and asked curiously. His eyes were full of vigilance.
"My surname is Li. I heard a good friend mention Fellow Daoist Lin. He admires Fellow Daoist Lin to the extreme. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to meet Fellow Daoist Lin." Wang Changsheng's smile deepened and he said with a sincere expression.
If someone who didn't know saw Wang Changsheng like this, they would think that he and Lin QingShu were good friends for many years!
Lin QingShu would never have thought that this young man who was full of smiles wanted to refine him into a zombie.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Li. Who is Fellow Daoist Li's friend?" Lin QingShu heard this and the vigilance in his eyes lessened.
"My good friend is a Loose Cultivator. He has always been cultivating in seclusion. I'm afraid he hasn't heard of you. However, he has seen Fellow Daoist Lin before and is full of admiration for Fellow Daoist Lin." Wang Changsheng said vaguely.
Lin QingShu heard this and raised his eyebrows. He wanted to say something, but at this moment, the bell rang three times and the auction began.
"Let's talk later, Fellow Daoist Lin." Wang Changsheng dropped this sentence and quickly left.
"Junior Brother Lin, do you know this Fellow Daoist Li?" A middle-aged woman beside Lin QingShu frowned and asked.
"I don't know him. I can confirm that this is the first time I've seen him. His good friend probably saw him at some exchange! I used to follow Martial Uncle Zhao to visit many sects and families. Maybe his good friend saw me at that time. "Lin QingShu shook his head and said with uncertainty.
"Forget it. It doesn't matter if you know him or not. Once you bid for what you want, you can come back with us!" The eyes of the white-robed old man beside the middle-aged woman flashed and he said lightly.
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