The four sects suddenly felt a bright light in front of them. They couldn't help but stare at them, but saw the box made of red gold filled with spirit stones, flashing with crystal light, which shined Ye Ye, who reflected the entire hall.

Li Wangqing and the other three couldn't help but look at each other, with a shocked look on their faces. Even if they didn't use their spiritual sense to check, they knew that there were thousands of low-grade spirit stones. As the heads of the Qi Refining Sect in Qinghe County, they had never seen such a number of low-grade spirit stones in their long career in their Taoism. Seeing that the sect was so refreshing, thousands of low-grade spirit stones were given away at will, which really made them envious and wished they could change positions with the Qingling Sect.

Mo Wentian glanced at him, took their expressions back into his eyes, and laughed loudly, "The successful foundation building of the Sect Xue and the title of Qingling Zhenren is really a happy event worthy of congratulations. The three thousand low-grade spirit stones here are just a brief expression of my wishes."

Xue Wuya's expression was a little stunned, and after a while, he said, "Sect Master Mo had exempted the eight-year tribute from Qingling Sect. He had originally had great favors to this sect, but he had always felt deeply unable to repay him. This time, he was lucky enough to build the foundation successfully. He did not say that the sect master came here, but he even prepared such a heavy gift. I really don't know what to say?"

Speaking of this, his expression became a little excited. He walked up to close the red gold box and put it into the storage bag on his waist. Only then did he say solemnly: "Sect Master Mo treats him so well. If there is any impulse in the future, he will definitely try his best to repay him, and he will be willing to do his best to do anything."

Mo Wentian laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Xue, if you can successfully build the foundation, you will naturally have the hope of gaining a glimpse of the great way, but your future achievements are hard to say, but if you are willing to follow this sect faithfully, I will naturally support you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up without waiting for Xue Wuya to reply, and said, "President Xue, the words have come to this point. I hope you can do it yourself. I will stop bothering you!"

Xue Wuya and the other four immediately stood up in a hurry and shouted respectfully: "I'm waiting to see Master Mo down the mountain!"

Mo Wentian nodded slightly, then swung his long sleeves and walked calmly outside the hall. Ye Wuying followed silently, as if he was a shadow following him.

Surrounded by Xue Wuying and others, they had arrived at the foot of Yanqiu Mountain in less than half an hour. Everyone bowed and bowed, but when they looked up again, Mo Wentian and the others had already flown into the air, turning into two lightning-like escape lights and disappeared into the sky.

At this time, it was almost evening. The sun was entrenched in the clouds and mist on the edge of the mountain, bursting out crimson clouds, and the afterglow shone on the Yanqiu Mountain, flashing with golden scales.

Xue Wuya and others were about to return to the mountain gate, but in the afterglow of the sunset, three figures came to the sword. Someone shouted loudly in the air: "There is Master Xue in front, please wait a moment. Below is Fu Yuntian, the leader of the Qixuan Sect, come to congratulate Master Xue on his successful foundation building."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two figures next to him who were carrying swords shouted in unison: "President Xue, Zhao Tiange from the Wave Sect, and Cao Dezheng from the Dongshan Sect, come to congratulate Master Xue on his successful foundation building and his way forward."

In four or five years, these three sects have also developed extremely rapidly. Not only have the heads promoted to the realm of Great Perfect Qi Refining, but they also have a low-grade magic weapon, and flying with swords is no problem for them.

As night fell gradually, black completely swallowed the earth. When Mo Wentian and the others arrived at Feiyun City, the entire city was shrouded in tranquility, and all the shops on both sides of the street had closed. Except for a group of city guards with gold and sharp patrols, there were no more than half a pedestrian on the street, and "Kuk" sounds came from the empty alley from time to time.

The two of them came to Wuji Pavilion in Wenfeng Pagoda and were respectfully welcomed to the wing room of the back hall by Wang Baoquan. They meditated and practiced, and naturally they were speechless all night.

On the morning of the next day, after Mo Wentian had too early to drink early tea, he went to Xianyun Pavilion alone.

It is still on the third floor of Wenfeng Pagoda, only a few dozen steps away from Wuji Pavilion. Although it is only in the early morning, the Xianyun Pavilion is crowded with monks, like a shuttle, coming in and out of it, and it is obviously very lively.

Yesterday was the day for this period of gambling immortal op amp award. Although the Xianyun Pavilion has been selling the prize for a whole day, there are still monks coming to check the prize draw. If the prize is won by a strange fortune from heaven, except for the first prize in the Xianyun, you can directly redeem the prize. However, if you still don’t win the prize, then record the text combination of the prize draw, so that you can go back and do some research and make complete preparations for the next betting on the crystal.

At this time of the month, for the entire Great Qin Dynasty's cultivation world, some people are happy and some are sad. There may be people who get rich overnight, but there must be many who lose all their money. In general, sorrow is far greater than joy.

As for the fairy fortune market in Feiyun City, it is still a bit small. Among the monks who came to Xianyun Pavilion to check the lottery, almost all of them were in the Qi Refining Stage, but there were very few real people in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

At this moment, suddenly, spiritual energy fluctuations came from Xianyun Pavilion, and two real people from the early stage of foundation building came out. The man in front was thin, carrying a short bow with a quiver, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, his hands were slender and powerful, and he seemed to be very good at archery. The man behind him was a strong man like an iron tower, with his upper body completely naked, and his muscles were rising from the bronze skin color, as if he contained terrifying power.

Mo Wentian's expression moved slightly, and he immediately locked his spiritual sense. The voice of the two people's conversation sounded clearly in his ears.

The strong man's hands, full of calluses, squashed his hands and said regretfully: "The three hundred low-grade spirit stones of this real person are not easy to come. I didn't expect that they would just be wasted like this. If I had known that the winning rate of gambling immortal luck was so low, I would definitely not bet on that crystal stone."

A painful expression flashed across the thin man's face, and he said indignantly: "Qianjin Zhenren, do you think that the spirit stone of the real person grows from the ground? If you weren't here to instigate him, the real person wouldn't have a fever in his head and he would bet a bet."

The Qianjin Zhenren seemed a little embarrassed and frowned and said, "The Baibu Zhenren, as the saying goes, life and death are in heaven, wealth and honor are based on fate. We just don't have that immortal fortune. The Six Path Alliance's gambling immortal fortune is not a fake fool. I heard that there was a foundation-building real person in Feiyun City. He just bet on a crystal stone, and he actually won the second prize in the immortal fortune."

The face of Baibu Zhenren appeared with envy, and he said with a tsk voice: "That real person is really lucky. The Six Path Alliance has already announced that the second prize of the Immortal Lucky established in Yunzhou this issue is the Yellow Sha Sword, which is a medium-grade magic weapon worth 70,000 to 80,000 low-grade spirit stones. Even the top ten sects in Yunzhou may not have such excellent quality medium-grade magic weapons.

The two of them were silent and they heard their voices. Mo Wentian felt lost. The main purpose of his visit to Wenfeng Tower was to buy the Yellow Sha Sword from the Six Path Alliance. As for the exchange of the thirty crystal stones, it was insignificant, but he did not expect that the Yellow Sha Sword would eventually fall into the trap of others.

The Tiankun Sword Box requires ten swords with different attributes to exert their strong power. Every time a sword with a medium-grade magic weapon is added to the sword trough, it can improve the power of the Tiankun Sword Box. The Yellow Sand Sword is a medium-grade magic weapon with extremely good quality. It is a treasure that he is bound to win in his heart, but he has no such opportunity in the end.

In the world of cultivation, if you want to achieve something, talent, hard work, and opportunity are indispensable. If you don’t have the opportunity, even if you are gifted or work hard a hundred times, it will be futile. Mo Wentian sighed slightly and looked a little helpless.

But at this moment, the two casual cultivators who were talking came towards him and sensed his powerful aura. Their expressions changed drastically. The two of them immediately stopped and gave their respectful salute for a long time, with a humble expression.

Mo Wentian nodded slightly, but had no time to pay attention to them. He thought in his heart that since he was here, why not exchange the thirty crystal bets? Even if he didn't have the second prize in the Immortal Luck, he would not be able to win the last prize in the Immortal Luck. As soon as he thought of this, he calmed into the Immortal Luck Pavilion.

There are dozens of monks from the Qi Refining Stage gathered here in the hall, obviously they are here to check the lottery. Since the Six Path Alliance began to gambling on the immortal fortune, countless monks have begun to study the combination of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, hoping to deduce the rules of the combination of texts as a reference for the next bet.

Mo Wentian waved his long sleeves, but ignored it. He turned the corridor in the hall, walked through a long corridor, and walked to the inner hall of Xianyun Pavilion as if he was familiar with the road. He saw that the magnificent and magnificent hall was empty and extremely deserted at this time. Only the Zhenren Shibao sat upright in the seat in the middle, his eyes closed as if he was practicing.

Mo Wentian sighed slightly, but thought in his heart that Feiyun City is still too small after all, and the real people who build foundations are really counted, and there are probably no more than sixty or seventy people. It is just suitable for some business of Qi Refining Cultivators.

When he was thinking about it, the True Man Shibao suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of shock appeared on his face. He immediately stood up and greeted him and smiled: "It turns out that True Man Wuji is coming to this cabinet. It's really an honor. Is the True Man here to claim the prize?"

Mo Wentian knew in his heart that at the Wenfeng Pagoda auction last month, he sold more than a hundred high-qualified cultivation seedlings at the sky-high price of 300,000 low-grade spirit stones. Wenfeng Pagoda probably rarely did such a big business, so he naturally listed him as a distinguished guest. It was not surprising that Shibao Zhenren could recognize him at this time.

"I was bored for a moment, so I bet dozens of bets. I came here to try my luck!" Mo Wentian smiled slightly and said, "The real person in Shibao, but he didn't know what the five heavenly stems and earthly branches were opened in this period?"
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