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Several months passed quickly. On the day of departure, qingpao middle-aged sent someone to invite Qingyang to set out with his son. Qingpao middle-aged not only paid Qingyang 30000 spirit stones, but also gave him many things unique to the city. There is only one purpose, that is, to take more care of his son in the process of Jinyang sacrifice and use people's money to eliminate disasters for others, Qingyang agreed without hesitation. The young man who built the foundation was named Tian Qinghe. He was stable and not a trouble maker. For the sake of his father's heart of protecting his son, Qingyang was willing to do something.
Everything is ready. The old man with grey beard takes Tian Qinghe and Qingyang from Wugui city to Jinyang Festival. The old man with grey beard is sure to go with him. The quota of Tian Qinghe is guaranteed by him. If his nephew runs away on the road, he will lose his life and must be escorted all the way to the place. The old man with grey beard controls the magic weapon and drives with Tian Qinghe and Qingyang, which saves Qingyang a lot of things.
The place to participate in the Jinyang Festival is not the only one. There are at least five or six places in the whole Jinyang Valley, and they go to the nearest place to Wugui City, about 70000 miles away from Wugui city. At the beginning, the quota of the old man with gray beard was sought here. Although the speed of the old man with gray beard on his way is much slower than that of Qingyang, more than half a month is enough.
Jinyang Valley is short of cultivation resources. There are few high-level friars. Friars Jindan are basically the top strength. There are three people in a line. Few people dare to make their ideas. The road is calm. The old man with gray beard kept on going and reached his destination in only 16 days.
In the center of a desert, there is a broken and abandoned ancient city. Although more than half of it has been buried by yellow sand, it can be seen from the remaining ruins that the scale of this ancient city should be large, at least much larger than the old man's no return city.
However, the ancient city has been deserted for a long time, and there is no population at all. The three people came to the center of the ancient city before they saw dozens of figures in the square. Among these dozens of figures, the most are the monks in the middle and late period of foundation construction. Some are worried about the Golden Sun Festival, some are determined, and obviously they have planned to fight in a desperate way. Some are relaxed. They should not have to participate in the Golden Sun Festival. They just come here to watch the excitement.
There are also many Jindan friars. Some, like the old grey beard, escort others to the Jinyang Festival. Some know that the Jinyang Festival is inevitable. They come to accompany their nephew's younger generation on the last journey. Of course, they have nothing to do with the Jinyang Festival. There are also some who just come to see the excitement.
The Jinyang festival only happens once every 30 years, and there are 100 places each time. It is spread equally in six or seven places, less than 20 in each place. Of course, it is impossible for all those present to come to the Jinyang Festival. Most of the dozens of people come or watch the excitement, like Qingyang.
Seeing Qingyang and others present, a fat monk immediately surrounded him. The monk was a monk who built the ninth floor of the foundation. He was not tall, but he was fat. He looked like a ball. His eyes were almost crowded. He looked at them with a smile and said, "are you both here to attend the Jinyang Festival? Passive quota or self-asked quota?"
The grey beard old man was naturally too lazy to answer such things, and Tian Qinghe was nervous and unwilling to talk to others because he would attend the Jinyang festival soon. Only Qingyang looked at the fat Heshang way: "why do Taoist friends ask so? I don't know what to say about passivity and self-demand?"
The fat monk smiled and said, "according to the rules of the Jinyang Festival, the passive quota can not be changed. You can only participate in the Jinyang Festival by yourself, and the self requested quota can be transferred. If the quota of Taoist friends was asked before and now regret not wanting to participate in the Jinyang Festival, I have a way to help you send out the quota as long as you can afford the price."
"It's a broker," Qingyang said with a smile.
The fat monk nodded and said, "you can say so."
Qingyang turned to look at Tian Qinghe and said, "your father didn't want you to attend the Jinyang Festival. Now the opportunity comes. If you go back, you can use the spirit stone to find this Taoist friend for help."
Hearing this, Tian Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and then there was a trace of determination on his face. He said, "when I didn't return to the city, I had made up my mind to break into the Golden Sun Festival. At this time, I won't go back on my word. Besides, when I find someone to transfer the quota at this time, the price will never be cheap."
The fat monk nearby nodded: "I've always been honest in business. I'll tell you the truth. The monks selected by Jinyang sacrifice all have no return. I know who will be willing to die. Therefore, if you want to transfer the quota, the price is absolutely not low. You can't buy the life of a monk who is less than 100 years old at the later stage of foundation construction, plus my introduction fee, at least 300000 spirit stones."
Generally, monks in the later stage of foundation construction can count tens of thousands of spirit stones as rich. 300000 spirit stones, and a small number of Jindan friars have this wealth. Although Tian Qinghe's father is one of the three Jindan friars in Wugui City, he can't get 500000 spirit stones. The 30000 spirit stones given to Qingyang last time are already more than half of his father's working capital. It can be seen how outrageous the price is.
Qingyang also knew that Tian Qinghe couldn't afford it, so he asked casually. After asking, Qingyang looked at the fat monk and said, "since it's so difficult to transfer the quota, the monks who are willing to participate in the Jinyang festival for others are very popular. Under the right conditions, they also want to earn some Lingshi flowers. I don't know if you can introduce them to me. The cost will never be less for you."
Qingyang came here to find an opportunity to participate in Jinyang Festival. Now he heard that someone took the initiative to deliver the opportunity to the door. In addition, there are spirit stones to earn. Naturally, he will not miss this opportunity. The fat monk didn't expect that Qingyang was willing to take the initiative to participate in the Jinyang festival for others. He looked up and down at Qingyang and didn't know what to think. It took him a long time to say, "what Taoist friends said is true?"
"Of course it's true. If you don't know each other, will you cheat you? But it depends on what kind of price you can offer. If it's too low, I won't go." Qingyang said.
The fat monk turned his eyes and said: "Taoist friend, you are so brave. Knowing that the Golden Sun Festival is always gone, you dare to take the initiative to try and get to know it again. My monk's law name is empty. He specializes in the transfer of Golden Sun Festival quota. Now there are two places left in his hand. They all want to find a master of a good spirit stone to replace the dead ghost. If Taoist friend wants, I can give you a guarantee for the price of 100000 spirit stones, What do you think? "
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Several months passed quickly. On the day of departure, qingpao middle-aged sent someone to invite Qingyang to set out with his son. Qingpao middle-aged not only paid Qingyang 30000 spirit stones, but also gave him many things unique to the city. There is only one purpose, that is, to take more care of his son in the process of Jinyang sacrifice and use people's money to eliminate disasters for others, Qingyang agreed without hesitation. The young man who built the foundation was named Tian Qinghe. He was stable and not a trouble maker. For the sake of his father's heart of protecting his son, Qingyang was willing to do something.
Everything is ready. The old man with grey beard takes Tian Qinghe and Qingyang from Wugui city to Jinyang Festival. The old man with grey beard is sure to go with him. The quota of Tian Qinghe is guaranteed by him. If his nephew runs away on the road, he will lose his life and must be escorted all the way to the place. The old man with grey beard controls the magic weapon and drives with Tian Qinghe and Qingyang, which saves Qingyang a lot of things.
The place to participate in the Jinyang Festival is not the only one. There are at least five or six places in the whole Jinyang Valley, and they go to the nearest place to Wugui City, about 70000 miles away from Wugui city. At the beginning, the quota of the old man with gray beard was sought here. Although the speed of the old man with gray beard on his way is much slower than that of Qingyang, more than half a month is enough.
Jinyang Valley is short of cultivation resources. There are few high-level friars. Friars Jindan are basically the top strength. There are three people in a line. Few people dare to make their ideas. The road is calm. The old man with gray beard kept on going and reached his destination in only 16 days.
In the center of a desert, there is a broken and abandoned ancient city. Although more than half of it has been buried by yellow sand, it can be seen from the remaining ruins that the scale of this ancient city should be large, at least much larger than the old man's no return city.
However, the ancient city has been deserted for a long time, and there is no population at all. The three people came to the center of the ancient city before they saw dozens of figures in the square. Among these dozens of figures, the most are the monks in the middle and late period of foundation construction. Some are worried about the Golden Sun Festival, some are determined, and obviously they have planned to fight in a desperate way. Some are relaxed. They should not have to participate in the Golden Sun Festival. They just come here to watch the excitement.
There are also many Jindan friars. Some, like the old grey beard, escort others to the Jinyang Festival. Some know that the Jinyang Festival is inevitable. They come to accompany their nephew's younger generation on the last journey. Of course, they have nothing to do with the Jinyang Festival. There are also some who just come to see the excitement.
The Jinyang festival only happens once every 30 years, and there are 100 places each time. It is spread equally in six or seven places, less than 20 in each place. Of course, it is impossible for all those present to come to the Jinyang Festival. Most of the dozens of people come or watch the excitement, like Qingyang.
Seeing Qingyang and others present, a fat monk immediately surrounded him. The monk was a monk who built the ninth floor of the foundation. He was not tall, but he was fat. He looked like a ball. His eyes were almost crowded. He looked at them with a smile and said, "are you both here to attend the Jinyang Festival? Passive quota or self-asked quota?"
The grey beard old man was naturally too lazy to answer such things, and Tian Qinghe was nervous and unwilling to talk to others because he would attend the Jinyang festival soon. Only Qingyang looked at the fat Heshang way: "why do Taoist friends ask so? I don't know what to say about passivity and self-demand?"
The fat monk smiled and said, "according to the rules of the Jinyang Festival, the passive quota can not be changed. You can only participate in the Jinyang Festival by yourself, and the self requested quota can be transferred. If the quota of Taoist friends was asked before and now regret not wanting to participate in the Jinyang Festival, I have a way to help you send out the quota as long as you can afford the price."
"It's a broker," Qingyang said with a smile.
The fat monk nodded and said, "you can say so."
Qingyang turned to look at Tian Qinghe and said, "your father didn't want you to attend the Jinyang Festival. Now the opportunity comes. If you go back, you can use the spirit stone to find this Taoist friend for help."
Hearing this, Tian Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and then there was a trace of determination on his face. He said, "when I didn't return to the city, I had made up my mind to break into the Golden Sun Festival. At this time, I won't go back on my word. Besides, when I find someone to transfer the quota at this time, the price will never be cheap."
The fat monk nearby nodded: "I've always been honest in business. I'll tell you the truth. The monks selected by Jinyang sacrifice all have no return. I know who will be willing to die. Therefore, if you want to transfer the quota, the price is absolutely not low. You can't buy the life of a monk who is less than 100 years old at the later stage of foundation construction, plus my introduction fee, at least 300000 spirit stones."
Generally, monks in the later stage of foundation construction can count tens of thousands of spirit stones as rich. 300000 spirit stones, and a small number of Jindan friars have this wealth. Although Tian Qinghe's father is one of the three Jindan friars in Wugui City, he can't get 500000 spirit stones. The 30000 spirit stones given to Qingyang last time are already more than half of his father's working capital. It can be seen how outrageous the price is.
Qingyang also knew that Tian Qinghe couldn't afford it, so he asked casually. After asking, Qingyang looked at the fat monk and said, "since it's so difficult to transfer the quota, the monks who are willing to participate in the Jinyang festival for others are very popular. Under the right conditions, they also want to earn some Lingshi flowers. I don't know if you can introduce them to me. The cost will never be less for you."
Qingyang came here to find an opportunity to participate in Jinyang Festival. Now he heard that someone took the initiative to deliver the opportunity to the door. In addition, there are spirit stones to earn. Naturally, he will not miss this opportunity. The fat monk didn't expect that Qingyang was willing to take the initiative to participate in the Jinyang festival for others. He looked up and down at Qingyang and didn't know what to think. It took him a long time to say, "what Taoist friends said is true?"
"Of course it's true. If you don't know each other, will you cheat you? But it depends on what kind of price you can offer. If it's too low, I won't go." Qingyang said.
The fat monk turned his eyes and said: "Taoist friend, you are so brave. Knowing that the Golden Sun Festival is always gone, you dare to take the initiative to try and get to know it again. My monk's law name is empty. He specializes in the transfer of Golden Sun Festival quota. Now there are two places left in his hand. They all want to find a master of a good spirit stone to replace the dead ghost. If Taoist friend wants, I can give you a guarantee for the price of 100000 spirit stones, What do you think? "
Several months passed quickly. On the day of departure, qingpao middle-aged sent someone to invite Qingyang to set out with his son. Qingpao middle-aged not only paid Qingyang 30000 spirit stones, but also gave him many things unique to the city. There is only one purpose, that is, to take more care of his son in the process of Jinyang sacrifice and use people's money to eliminate disasters for others, Qingyang agreed without hesitation. The young man who built the foundation was named Tian Qinghe. He was stable and not a trouble maker. For the sake of his father's heart of protecting his son, Qingyang was willing to do something.Everything is ready. The old man with grey beard takes Tian Qinghe and Qingyang from Wugui city to Jinyang Festival. The old man with grey beard is sure to go with him. The quota of Tian Qinghe is guaranteed by him. If his nephew runs away on the road, he will lose his life and must be escorted all the way to the place. The old man with grey beard controls the magic weapon and drives with Tian Qinghe and Qingyang, which saves Qingyang a lot of things.The place to participate in the Jinyang Festival is not the only one. There are at least five or six places in the whole Jinyang Valley, and they go to the nearest place to Wugui City, about 70000 miles away from Wugui city. At the beginning, the quota of the old man with gray beard was sought here. Although the speed of the old man with gray beard on his way is much slower than that of Qingyang, more than half a month is enough.Jinyang Valley is short of cultivation resources. There are few high-level friars. Friars Jindan are basically the top strength. There are three people in a line. Few people dare to make their ideas. The road is calm. The old man with gray beard kept on going and reached his destination in only 16 days.In the center of a desert, there is a broken and abandoned ancient city. Although more than half of it has been buried by yellow sand, it can be seen from the remaining ruins that the scale of this ancient city should be large, at least much larger than the old man's no return city.However, the ancient city has been deserted for a long time, and there is no population at all. The three people came to the center of the ancient city before they saw dozens of figures in the square. Among these dozens of figures, the most are the monks in the middle and late period of foundation construction. Some are worried about the Golden Sun Festival, some are determined, and obviously they have planned to fight in a desperate way. Some are relaxed. They should not have to participate in the Golden Sun Festival. They just come here to watch the excitement.There are also many Jindan friars. Some, like the old grey beard, escort others to the Jinyang Festival. Some know that the Jinyang Festival is inevitable. They come to accompany their nephew's younger generation on the last journey. Of course, they have nothing to do with the Jinyang Festival. There are also some who just come to see the excitement.The Jinyang festival only happens once every 30 years, and there are 100 places each time. It is spread equally in six or seven places, less than 20 in each place. Of course, it is impossible for all those present to come to the Jinyang Festival. Most of the dozens of people come or watch the excitement, like Qingyang.Seeing Qingyang and others present, a fat monk immediately surrounded him. The monk was a monk who built the ninth floor of the foundation. He was not tall, but he was fat. He looked like a ball. His eyes were almost crowded. He looked at them with a smile and said, "are you both here to attend the Jinyang Festival? Passive quota or self-asked quota?"The grey beard old man was naturally too lazy to answer such things, and Tian Qinghe was nervous and unwilling to talk to others because he would attend the Jinyang festival soon. Only Qingyang looked at the fat Heshang way: "why do Taoist friends ask so? I don't know what to say about passivity and self-demand?"The fat monk smiled and said, "according to the rules of the Jinyang Festival, the passive quota can not be changed. You can only participate in the Jinyang Festival by yourself, and the self requested quota can be transferred. If the quota of Taoist friends was asked before and now regret not wanting to participate in the Jinyang Festival, I have a way to help you send out the quota as long as you can afford the price.""It's a broker," Qingyang said with a smile.The fat monk nodded and said, "you can say so."Qingyang turned to look at Tian Qinghe and said, "your father didn't want you to attend the Jinyang Festival. Now the opportunity comes. If you go back, you can use the spirit stone to find this Taoist friend for help."Hearing this, Tian Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and then there was a trace of determination on his face. He said, "when I didn't return to the city, I had made up my mind to break into the Golden Sun Festival. At this time, I won't go back on my word. Besides, when I find someone to transfer the quota at this time, the price will never be cheap."The fat monk nearby nodded: "I've always been honest in business. I'll tell you the truth. The monks selected by Jinyang sacrifice all have no return. I know who will be willing to die. Therefore, if you want to transfer the quota, the price is absolutely not low. You can't buy the life of a monk who is less than 100 years old at the later stage of foundation construction, plus my introduction fee, at least 300000 spirit stones."Generally, monks in the later stage of foundation construction can count tens of thousands of spirit stones as rich. 300000 spirit stones, and a small number of Jindan friars have this wealth. Although Tian Qinghe's father is one of the three Jindan friars in Wugui City, he can't get 500000 spirit stones. The 30000 spirit stones given to Qingyang last time are already more than half of his father's working capital. It can be seen how outrageous the price is.Qingyang also knew that Tian Qinghe couldn't afford it, so he asked casually. After asking, Qingyang looked at the fat monk and said, "since it's so difficult to transfer the quota, the monks who are willing to participate in the Jinyang festival for others are very popular. Under the right conditions, they also want to earn some Lingshi flowers. I don't know if you can introduce them to me. The cost will never be less for you."Qingyang came here to find an opportunity to participate in Jinyang Festival. Now he heard that someone took the initiative to deliver the opportunity to the door. In addition, there are spirit stones to earn. Naturally, he will not miss this opportunity. The fat monk didn't expect that Qingyang was willing to take the initiative to participate in the Jinyang festival for others. He looked up and down at Qingyang and didn't know what to think. It took him a long time to say, "what Taoist friends said is true?""Of course it's true. If you don't know each other, will you cheat you? But it depends on what kind of price you can offer. If it's too low, I won't go." Qingyang said.The fat monk turned his eyes and said: "Taoist friend, you are so brave. Knowing that the Golden Sun Festival is always gone, you dare to take the initiative to try and get to know it again. My monk's law name is empty. He specializes in the transfer of Golden Sun Festival quota. Now there are two places left in his hand. They all want to find a master of a good spirit stone to replace the dead ghost. If Taoist friend wants, I can give you a guarantee for the price of 100000 spirit stones, What do you think? "
