After not seeing each other for three years, Wu Yong's fate was so miserable that he even had to sell flying magic weapons for transportation.

Despite the destruction, the small wooden boat was still fine to fly and travel in the sect. I believe Wu Yong had encountered difficulties in selling this flying magic weapon.

Seeing that the stall was remote and few people passed by, Chang Sheng squatted down and picked up the small wooden boat and looked at it.

"You have no legs. If you don't have a flying magic weapon, would you crawl away?" Chang Sheng asked staring at the other party.

"I just crawl and walk, I don't care. Just get a foundation-building pill and let me die." Wu Yong smiled mockingly and said a very inferior word.

"You want to build the foundation pill? You have already built the foundation." Chang Sheng was very puzzled.

"This senior brother, we have never met. In your opinion, the difficult things about a small person like me are just a joy. Don't ask." Wu Yong lowered his head and sighed.

"Two hundred spirit stones, I bought this wooden boat, but I want to know what the purpose of you want to build a foundation pill." Chang Sheng did not like to inquire about other people's trivial matters, he was just worried about Wu Yong's situation.

"You really buy this flying magic weapon! OK, I'll tell you."

Wu Yong suddenly felt energetic when he heard this and said, "I bought the foundation-building pill for a female disciple in the Qi Refining Stage. She is a disciple of the Lower Court. She looks average and has an ordinary talent. She is the kind that is difficult to recognize even if you throw it into a crowd. However, she never left me. Since my legs broke, she has always taken good care of her and has not even complained for three years.

A year ago, she and I got married and got married. Although no one came to congratulate us, we were very content. I once promised her that we would definitely help her advance to build the foundation. We were not very patient, but we could still rely on taking the lowest-level tasks to accumulate some spiritual crystals and then make up the spirit stones."

When telling this story, Wu Yong's eyes flashed with a gloss of happiness, but soon the gloss in his eyes dimmed.

"I was about to save enough of a foundation-building pill, but something happened. A month ago, she encountered a monster while searching for spiritual grass in a dangerous place. At that time, I was far away and found that she was too late to call for help. It was all because of this broken flying magic weapon! It couldn't be activated at the critical moment!"

As he said that, Wu Yong became extremely angry, grabbed the small wooden boat and was about to throw it out. His hand stopped in the air, trembling and not letting go.

The broken wooden boat is his last hope.

"She almost died in that training. She was infected with a strange poison, which was extremely difficult. We used all our wealth to exchange for the Detoxification Pill. Since it was difficult to find the Detoxification Pill, it was a few days late, so her hands had the disadvantages after being poisoned, and her meridians began to wither. If she could advance immediately, she could still retain her foundation-building cultivation. Otherwise, she would have to stay in the Qi Refining Stage for the rest of her life, so I came to Burial Huagu to try my luck..."

Telling his own story, Wu Yong seemed to be numb and his tone was calm, but tears appeared in his eyes. He wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled and said that there was sand, using this bitterness to cover up his fragility.

"You keep the wooden boat."

After hearing this, Wu Yong's head lowered. He knew that the deal would not be successful because he had just said that he would fail when he said this flying magic weapon.

This is the flying magic weapon that the elder of the Jianmen Dean gave him to transportation. Why did it fail?

Wu Yong really wanted to question the elder, but unfortunately he has even lost his position as a deacon, and he is a completely useless person in Jianmenyuan.

"Do your business and help me buy Mo Yansha."

With a clang, a storage bag was thrown in front of you. Wu Yong rubbed his eyes and picked it up and saw that the spirit stones inside actually piled up into mountains!

"At least 20,000 spirit stones! All of them are acquired? Don't worry, leave them to me?" Wu Yong was shocked. He had seen many people with great wealth, but had never seen someone who trusts strangers so much.

"I only buy Mo Yansha, don't want anything else. After the mission is over, I will give you a foundation-building pill." Chang Sheng directly offered a price.

"Do you have completed the deal! Senior brother, don't worry, I will remember every transaction clearly, explain it clearly, and the price is absolutely appropriate, and you will never suffer any loss!" Wu Yong was surprised. Such a good thing was like a pie falling from the sky.

Chang Sheng shook his head and said, "There is no need to be a suitable price. As long as someone sells it, the price is not outrageous, you can buy it."

"Okay! Don't worry about the price, I have a sense of responsibility." Wu Yong promised, but he was still confused and asked, "Do you dare to ask why your senior brother trusts little people like me so much?"

He said twice in succession that he was a little man. It seems that Wu Yong's life in Jianmenyuan was not very good, and he didn't know how much suffering and rolled his eyes.

"You are Wu Yong. I have met you. In the Lower Court Examination five years ago, in order to encourage the lowest-level early stage disciples of Qi Refining, you use the foundation-building pill you asked for as a reward."

Chang Sheng smiled and looked at the other party and said seriously: "You are not a little man. At least in the eyes of the disciples in the lower courtyard, you are more eye-catching than the elders and stronger than the elders. You are a real big man."

After saying that, Changsheng stood up and left, leaving behind the stunned Wu Yong and 20,000 spirit stones.

"Big man..."

Whispering this unimaginable word, Wu Yong never felt that he could become a big shot, but he didn't know that his actions back then had become a real big shot in the eyes of many disciples of the Lower Yuan.

When they met again, Changsheng did not reveal his identity. He left the spirit stone and left the stall area and rushed to the wilderness on the right side of the waterfall.

Wu Yongze cheered up and set up a big sign on the stall with the words "Purchase Mo Yansha". It looked very conspicuous from a distance, and someone soon came to inquire.

Some sect disciples in the Burial Flower Valley are trading and some are exploring, while outside the valley, the elders with their own thoughts are not idle.

Shortly after Chang Sheng walked into the Burial Flower Valley, a team of foundation-building disciples from Baihe Peak appeared outside the valley.

These people are all children of the Helian family, and their cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building. They do not need any adventures, they just need to practice hard, because they are children of the Helian family and do not need to worry about spiritual stones and other cultivation resources.

However, these foundation-building disciples of the Helian family have been transferred out by the Great Elder and have entered the Burial Flower Valley for a special task.

There were dozens of foundation-building disciples of the Helian family. When these people walked into the Burial Flower Valley, the other elders became different.

Faced with some questioning gazes, Helianmu turned a blind eye. He had decided to turn against Chang Sheng, and the purpose of sending people was not to be concealed.

When the disciples of the Helian family disappeared into the valley, another figure appeared beside Ma Lanbing like a ghost.

The visitor had short hair, cold eyes, and his whole body exuded an aura approaching the golden elixir. He was the first person in the foundation building of the Doujian Hall, Ma Lanbing's proud disciple, Mo Yu.

He was able to use his foundation-building cultivation to use his escape technique, and Mo Yu's realm was about to reach the level of the golden elixir. Seeing the other party appear, Helian Mu nodded with satisfaction.

Ma Lanbing's mouth moved, and he ordered something with a voice transmission.
Chapter completed!