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Chapter 1800 Abandoned Ancient City

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    A few months passed quickly, and when it was time to set off, the middle-aged man in Qingpao sent someone to invite Qingyang and set off with his son. The middle-aged man in Qingpao not only paid Qingyang 30,000 spiritual stones as a reward, but also sent him a gift.  Qingyang gave him many things unique to Wugui City, with only one purpose, which was to take good care of his son during the Jinyang Festival and use money to eliminate disasters for others. Qingyang agreed without hesitation. This foundation building  The young man's name is Tian Qinghe. He has a stable temperament and is not a troublemaker. For the sake of his father's protectiveness, Qingyang is willing to do some simple things.

    After everything was prepared, the gray-bearded old man took Tian Qinghe and Qingyang to leave Wugui City for the Jinyang Festival. The gray-bearded old man would definitely go with him. Tian Qinghe's place was guaranteed by him. If his nephew ran away on the road, he would  His life would be at risk, and he would have to be escorted all the way to the place. The gray-bearded old man used the magic weapon to lead Tian Qinghe and Qingyang on the road, which saved Qingyang a lot of trouble.

    The place to participate in the Jinyang Festival is not the only one. There are at least five or six places scattered throughout Jinyang Valley, and they went to the one closest to Wugui City, which is about 70,000 to 80,000 miles away. Originally,  The place for the gray-bearded old man is obtained here. Although the gray-bearded old man leads people much slower than Qingyang, half a month is enough.

    There are few cultivation resources in places like Jinyang Valley, and there are not many high-level monks. The Jindan monks are basically considered to be the top power. There are three people in the group, but few people dare to challenge them. The road is calm, and the gray-bearded old man is walking all the way.  Without stopping, it only took sixteen days to reach the destination.

    In the center of a desert, there is a dilapidated and abandoned ancient city ruins. 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 ruins should be very large, at least larger than that of Gray Beard.  The old man's city of no return is much larger.

    However, this ancient city has been abandoned for a long time, and there was no human habitation at all. The three of them arrived at the center of the ancient city and saw dozens of figures in the square.  Among the dozens of figures, the majority are monks in the middle and late stages of foundation building. Some have sullen faces, probably because they are worried about the Jinyang Festival that will never come back. Some have determination on their faces, obviously planning to fight against all odds.  Some of them looked relaxed, probably because they didn't need to attend the Jinyang Festival and were just here to watch the fun.

    There are also many Jindan monks. Some, like the gray-bearded old man, escort others to participate in the Jinyang Festival. Others know that the Jinyang Festival is inevitable and come here to accompany their children, nephews and descendants on their last journey. Of course, with this Jinyang  It has nothing to do with the festival, and there are some who just come to watch the fun.

    The Jinyang Festival only happens once every thirty years, and each time there are only one hundred places, which are divided equally among six or seven places, with less than 20 people in each place. Of course, everyone present cannot be here to participate in the Jinyang Festival.  Among the dozens of people, most of them came as companions or to watch the excitement, like Qingyang.

    Seeing Qingyang and others arriving, a fat-headed and big-eared monk immediately surrounded them. This monk was at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment. He was not tall, but his figure was rather fat. He looked like a circle.  Qiu, his eyes almost squeezed out, looked at them with a smile on his face and said: "Are you two brothers here to participate in the Jinyang Festival? Are you a passive quota or a self-asked quota?"

    Naturally, the gray-bearded old man was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of thing. Tian Qinghe was nervous because he was going to participate in the Jinyang Festival soon and did not want to talk to others. Only Qingyang looked at the fat monk and said, "Why do fellow Taoists ask such questions?"  ?I don¡¯t know what to say about being passive and seeking for oneself?¡±

    The fat monk smiled and said: "According to the rules of the Jinyang Festival, the passive quota cannot be changed. You can only participate in the Jinyang Festival by yourself, and the quota you ask for can be transferred. If the quota of a fellow Taoist is  I asked for it before, but now I regret not wanting to participate in the Jinyang Festival. I do have a way to help you give the place away, as long as you can afford the price."

    ¡°It turned out to be a broker.¡± Qingyang smiled.

    The fat monk nodded and said, "You can say that."

    Qingyang turned to look at Tian Qinghe and said: "Your father has never wanted you to participate in the Jinyang Festival. Now the opportunity has come. If you regret it, you can spend spiritual stones to find this Taoist friend for help."

    Hearing this, Tian Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and then there was a hint of determination on his face, and said: "I had already made up my mind to go to this Jinyang Festival when I was in Wugui City. Naturally, I will not regret it now, not to mention.  If you find someone to transfer your quota at this time, the price will definitely not be cheap."

    The fat monk next to him nodded and said: "I have always been honest in my business, so I will tell the truth. The monks who have been selected by the Jinyang Festival all the time have never returned. Who would be willing to do so when they know that they will die? So if you think about it,  It's absolutely impossible to transfer the quota if the price is too low. To buy the life of a late-stage foundation-building monk who is less than a hundred years old, plus my introduction fee, it will cost at least 300,000 spirit stones."

    Generally, a monk in the late stage of foundation building can have tens of thousands of spirit stones.He is rich, with 300,000 spirit stones. Only a few golden elixir monks have this kind of wealth. Even though Tian Qinghe's father is one of the three major golden elixir monks in Wugui City, he cannot afford 500,000 spirit stones. Last time  The 30,000 spirit stones given to Qingyang were already most of his father's working capital, which shows how outrageous the price was.

    Qingyang also knew that Tian Qinghe could not afford it, so he just asked casually. After asking, Qingyang looked at the fat monk and said: "Since it is so difficult to transfer the quota, monks who are willing to participate in the Jinyang Festival for others must be in high demand.  , the conditions are just right, and I also want to earn some spiritual stone flowers. I wonder if Youneng can introduce it to me, and the fee will definitely not be less for you."

    Qingyang came here to find an opportunity to participate in the Jinyang Festival. Now that he heard that someone offered him the opportunity, and there were also spiritual stones to earn, he naturally would not let this opportunity go.  And the fat monk didn't expect that Qingyang would actually take the initiative to participate in the Jinyang Festival for others. He looked at Qingyang up and down and didn't know what to think. After a long time, he said: "Is what the fellow Taoist said true?"

    "Of course it's true. You two have never met each other. How could I still lie to you? But it also depends on what kind of price you can offer. If it's too low, I won't go." Qingyang said.

    The fat monk rolled his eyes and said: "You Taoist friend is so brave. You know that the Jinyang Festival has always been gone, but you still dare to try it. Let's get to know it again. The poor monk named Kong Jian specializes in doing this.  There are still two places left in the Jinyang Festival quota transfer deal. They are all looking for a scapegoat who is not short of spiritual stones. If fellow Taoist wants it, I can guarantee it and transfer it to you. One hundred thousand spiritual stones.  What do you think of the price?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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