Tang Qingyuan quietly listened to the baby's daughter complaining, saying that this was the third time he had heard Qian Yang's name from his daughter's mouth. The first time was when she picked up the boy, when she begged herself to take out an entry token.

The entry token is nothing, but not everyone can give it. Tang Qingyuan once went to see Qian Yang specifically: An ordinary young man has no qualifications, and he will definitely have no future in cultivation. It is natural for such a person to give him an entry token, and he is just wasting a few spirit stones on him.

After that time, the head of Tang Da had already forgotten that kid. But Xiaoguo only had two experiences going out to practice, and after he came back, he praised Qian Yang very much.

Tang Xiaoguo is ignorant of the world, so he doesn't think so, but Tang Qingyuan thinks this is a very dangerous signal.

"What's so special about that kid?" Tang Qingyuan put a big question mark in his heart.

"You said that boy named Qian Yang is the ninth level of Qi Refining?" Tang Qingyuan asked inadvertently.

"Yes, yes!" Tang Xiaoguo nodded repeatedly: "He is so powerful, he is always elusive. Last time he was sneaked into the secret realm. This time it was even more exaggerated. He could even find the remains of Wuliang Valley!"

"Well, it's a talent!" Tang Qingyuan nodded. She knew that her daughter said that the boy was not because she was so powerful, but because she was smart.

As a leader who once couldn't even get into a fight, Tang Qingyuan still had a sense of recognition for the person who was good at it. He suddenly felt that he needed to understand the bastard who dared to provoke his daughter.

Tang Qingyuan was thinking about it here, and Tang Xiaoguo was not idle over there. He described Jin Zhanpeng's miserable appearance again, and by the way, he asked Tang Qingyuan to send someone to inform Wulianggu to rescue Jin Zhanpeng. Speaking of this, Tang Xiaoguo suddenly remembered an important thing: "Dad, please help me deal with this pile of antiques!"

Tang Xiaoguo said as he poured out the pile of antiques from the bracelet, and spread the floor.

Tang Qingyuan shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and put away the antiques: "Let me wait for a few days, I'll go find a buyer."

Tang Xiaoguo nodded: "Others are not in a hurry, they just promised to give the half of the disciples of Wulianggu. If it takes a long time, they should think I am a liar!"

Without Tang Xiaoguo's words, Tang Qingyuan himself also knew the truth. In fact, for the Qingling Sect, scattering a large number of spirit stones to the disciples of Wuliang Valley in this way is much more important than the spirit stones they earn. Because only those disciples of Wuliang Valley who have been exploited to the limit really get benefits will they really have the confidence to despise their own sects.

"And there are more! Qian Yang will also bring some antiques regularly in the future, and you will help you deal with them!" Miss Tang naturally would not forget about Qian Yang's affairs.

It was Qian Yang again! The blue veins on the forehead of the Master Tang Da jumped obscurely, but his face remained silent: "Was that kid really rich this time?"

"What a good skill to be able to cheat Wulianggu and make money by yourself!" Tang Xiaoguo looked proud.

Tang Qingyuan's breathing became heavier, but he definitely did not dare to discount the request of his daughter: "Since there are so many antiques, there will be a steady stream of goods in the future, so you might as well consider opening a store!"

"Shop?" Tang Xiaoguo's eyes lit up, and she felt that she had found something fun again: "How to open it?"

Tang Qingyuan waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about it, I'll make arrangements in a few days!"

Tang Xiaoguo was satisfied and ran to bed obediently. But Tang Qingyuan was unintentional to sleep. He wanted to understand Qian Yang's bottom before the store was implemented. He was worried that his daughter would always get involved with a boy who didn't know the details.

Not to mention how the head of Tang Da was so busy, Qian Yang's life was back on track again. The next morning, he ran to the Interior Hall to test his cultivation.

The process of testing cultivation is not good, and the Internal Affairs Hall provides a scale meter specifically used to test cultivation. Qian Yang inputs a trace of spiritual power into it, and the instrument clearly shows his cultivation progress - the Ninth Level of Qi Refining.

The disciple in charge of the registration confirmed with Qian Yang. Qian Yang had no objection, so the matter came to an end. The test results of all the disciples in the Qi Refining Stage will be sent to the hands of the senior management, waiting for the final decision of the sect.

After completing the test, Qian Yang ran to the market at the foot of the mountain, intending to exchange the antique in his hand that he could exchange for money for a spirit stone. There was no need to bother others with such a small matter, so Qian Yang ran straight to Wuling Pavilion.

When Qian Yang shook a small thing into Song Yi's hand in front of the Wuling Pavilion, Song Shaodong endured it for a long time and finally laughed out loud. He was not laughing, but Qian Yang's slightly ashamed expression: "Haha, such a small thing can make fellow Daoist Qian show such a young appearance, which makes Song have a new understanding of fellow Daoist!"

Qian Yang turned his head and refused to look at him: "Quick estimate the price. I took the spirit stone and left, and I am still busy going back to practice!"

"Haha, okay, wait a moment." Song Yi stopped and stopped teasing Qian Yang. He took the things and went to find someone to identify them.

The antique Qian Yang took was not a rare thing, it was just an incredible snuff bottle. What made Qian Yang blushed was the pattern painted on the snuff bottle.

Speaking of snuff bottles, Qian Yang inevitably thought of the snuff bottle he saw on the shelves when he first entered Wuling Pavilion. The lifelike Doraemon on the snuff bottle was really impressive to him. And the one he brought today was naturally not the fake one he had ever seen. Since it was the authentic one, the painting on it was definitely not as pure as Tingtan, but an extremely exquisite erotic picture.

What is the erotic picture of the erotic picture is self-evident. It refers to paintings with the theme of men and women's intercourse, also known as secret play pictures, erotic paintings, etc. The erotic paintings originated very early and have had a considerable influence in some periods in history. We will not describe this erotic snuff bottle obtained by Qian Yang in detail for some reasons. Everyone only needs to know that the pure erotic classmate Qian Yang's face is flushed because of him.

In fact, Qian Yang, as an older young man, wouldn’t be unable to see this kind of folk art. He has seen it much larger than this. When he is free these days, he often takes out this snuff bottle and studies it, which is refreshing. But today he is here to sell this thing, and the nature is completely different.

When Qian Yang stuffed the snuff bottle to Song Yizhi, he always had an illusion in his heart. In a noisy era, he covered a big windbreaker and held a middle-aged man who could look energetic at a glance, and then secretly asked with a stingy look: "Brother, do you want to buy it?"

Qian Yang had never done such a thing, especially Song Yi had an annoying expression, which really made a young man want to launch the earth escape technique and buried himself deeply.

However, Qian Yang is so poor that he doesn't care about so much. Even if he is embarrassed, he has to sell it. Not to mention selling a snuff bottle, he thinks that even if he really wants to sell it, it's not impossible to negotiate.

Song Yi didn't let him wait for a long time, and after turning around, he generously stuffed him three hundred spirit stones. Qian Yang didn't dare to raise his eyes, and he didn't even care about politeness. He turned around and ran away with the money in his arms. He completely ignored the young master's malicious intention to keep him. After leaving the market, Qian Yang drove to Feige and flew back to the sect in one breath. Then he hung up the sign, closed the door, and never planned to come out again.

Three hundred spirit stones are enough for Qian Yang to cultivate until his Qi refining is complete in one breath. With the jade pendant given by Xiao Guo, Qian Yang felt that he could stay at home to build a foundation in one breath, and he could use this period of time as the precipitation of his mind. His cultivation during this period was improved too quickly, and it really took a period of polishing. So he didn't even plan to replace the spirit stones with pills to improve his cultivation efficiency. Anyway, he was already so old, so he didn't have time.

Qian Yang planned to stop going out until the foundation-building stage. As for the plans after foundation-building, Qian Yang also had a preliminary idea.

Do you still remember the casual cultivator couple he met on the bank of the Linghe River? Qian Yang felt that he should really go and see them after building the foundation. Qian Yang was still very interested in fishing, and he had already learned the spirit bait technique. He had planned to learn about his skills with the master couple for a long time. Moreover, he was quite curious about Linghe, which came from the legendary fairy world, and occasionally had some imaginations of getting rich overnight. Therefore, it is definitely a matter of time to go to Linghe.

Qian Yang can admit the above reasons, but he will never admit that he yearns for a charming senior sister. Of course not! Qian Yang nodded vigorously, and he felt that the senior sister he liked should be a different person, such as someone like that.

Qian Yang thought of the face of a senior sister in his dream, and for no reason he remembered the snuff bottle he had just sold...

In the Qingling Sect’s convention hall, a thick stack of files were placed on the table. It seems that the regular meeting this month finally has a decent topic.

However, there were not many people attending the meeting today. Tang Qingyuan closed his eyes and rested in the main seat. The only legitimate elder on his left hand came Qingyan, and the other three thought they had gone to seclusion to cultivate their minds. However, the four elders of Chen, Hu, Ning and Xue on the right hand sat there without any shortage, happily discussing the file at hand.

Among them, the loudest one is Elder Hu, who is slightly irritable: "Elder Xue, you see, this kid named Luo Yong is still good. He has been refining his energy for six years after he was in the school. Moreover, as the direct descendant of the Luo family, loyalty is not a problem. He is a suitable candidate to enter the sword test cave.

Elder Xue didn't look at the file in his hand, obviously he had a draft of the article: "Yes, I've seen this kid when he was young. It's a good material, not much less than Hu Xiu of your Hu family. And I heard that these two people have been in good relationship since childhood. If they can enter the sword test cave together, they can also take care of each other. I wonder what the head teacher thinks?"

Tang Qingyuan said "hmm" and expressed no objection.
Chapter completed!