The ancestor of the Cui family wielded a flying sword, and the water waves mixed with the sword and formed seven ferocious and writhing dragons.

It's just that although these dragons made of water vapor are arrogant and tightly entangle the owner of Wujin Island on the opposite side, they always feel helpless and unable to kill them.

When Wujin Island Master saw this scene, he had something in his mind. With the dark clouds of magic light protecting his whole body, he laughed loudly: "Old guy, it seems that you were seriously injured in the cave. Even your 'Spiritual Dragon Sea-Covering Sword Technique'

'There's no use for it!"

The ancestor of the Cui family was so angry after hearing what Master Wujin Island said, that he cursed loudly: "Old Niubi, if you have the ability, wait until my injury recovers! When the time comes, I will chop off your head with one sword!"

Cui Yuxiu is the only remaining golden elixir monk on Ziyang Island. As the grandson of Dongfang Lanyue, he was taught swordsmanship by his grandmother in his early years. Unfortunately, he was greedy for comfort and enjoyment at that time and did not practice properly.

Following a catastrophe on Ziyang Island, both his grandfather and grandmother were reincarnated, and his parents and brothers died in battle one by one. Instead, he, the golden elixir monk, became the strongest pillar on Ziyang Island.

It was also from that time on that every time he woke up at midnight, he secretly regretted it. If he had been willing to practice well in his early years, how could he not even be able to pass the spiritual embryo state?

Watching Ziyang Island fall from the Thirty-Six Immortal Islands to the level of Lingyu Island, and now being bullied by an ordinary Jindan monk, the sadness and anger in my heart cannot be explained to outsiders.

"If my eldest cousin were still alive, I'm afraid these golden elixir monks wouldn't be killed with just one sword." Cui Yuxiu lamented in her heart, and was once again driven into the water by the magic light emitted by the dark clouds.

Fortunately, his lineage of inherited skills was good at water fighting, and he soon regained his strength.

But when he came back up, the fire poison in his body that had been suppressed by Fu Hai Zhenyuan was about to stir up, and he could no longer suppress it.

"Oops!"

Not only did the fire poison spread, but the water spirit sea dragon he summoned also began to disintegrate.

"Good opportunity!" The master of Wujin Island showed a cold light, and hovered a Wujin magic sword in his palm, firmly locking the Qi of the ancestor of the Cui family.

"Old man Cui, your Cui family has no heirs. Even if you support it with all your strength, what's the use of seizing the name of 'Seventy-Two Islands'? Why don't you just give in? I can still take advantage of you Cui for the sake of our many years of friendship.

The family has accepted two disciples. There is no telling whether these two disciples will be destined to revive the family in the future."

Hearing this, Cui Yuxiu was so angry that her true energy went violently, and the fire poison came out of her body, forming black fireworks around her.

"Niubi is so shameless. He is not willing to take my place. He even tries to steal my Cui family's inheritance!"

Cui Yuxiu saw that the fire poison was difficult to control, and thought to himself: "If the fire poison breaks out, there is no way to save him. It is better to use the forbidden technique desperately and earn his head."

"As for the matters behind you, leave them to your children and grandchildren to fight for!"

Cui Yuxiu mobilized all her strength and was about to use the forbidden move of the Sea-Subverting Sword Technique when suddenly the sweet and lingering sound of the piano sounded in her ears.

The sound of the piano is like gurgling water, and the cool and sweet spring flows into Cui Yuxiu's heart, suppressing the restless fire poison.

The black flames around him dispersed one by one, and Cui Yuxiu was secretly surprised: What a wonderful sound of the piano, it can actually heal wounds?

suddenly

The sound of the piano suddenly changed, from a gentle drizzle to a downpour. The noisy and hurling rain hit Ping He, causing the true energy in Cui Yuxiu's body to move quickly, which was not inferior to the forbidden technique he was about to perform.

"Who is this piano sound?" Cui Yuxiu was surprised, while using the surge of true energy, he used the sea-shaking sword technique to fight against the leader of Wujin Island.

With the help of the sound of the piano, he no longer had any worries. On the contrary, his combat power increased by 30%, and he became more courageous as he fought.

On the opposite side, the owner of Wujin Island noticed something was wrong: "Why did this old guy suddenly attack so fiercely? Is it possible that he is preparing a forbidden technique?"

He made a decisive decision and slashed Cui Yuxiu's neck with the Wujin Divine Sword with unparalleled sharpness.

Cui Yuxiu saw the opponent's flash of golden light and understood that the opponent's killing move was coming. After all, he had been living for hundreds of years and his ancestor was rich in experience. With a slight turn of the sword, the sea dragons of the Overturning Sword Technique entangled around him, forming a pill bead.

Gently hit the Wujin Divine Sword.

"Haha...Old Niubi, your heretical magic is trying to compete with my Ziyang Island's sea-turning mystical power?"

To her own descendants, Dongfang Lanyue did not dare to teach Ziyang's true biography privately. So she and her husband watched the waves of the East Sea and created a "Sea-Overturning Sutra", which is also a Taoist and mysterious skill that can reach the level of the soul.

Looking at Kunlun, "Fu Hai Jing" can barely be sent to the Jing Pavilion, ranking among the middle and lower Taoist books.

Cui Yuxiu used the "Sea-Overturning Mysterious Pearl Curse" to block the Wujin Divine Sword, and the depression in her heart suddenly came out.

"This battle was so enjoyable! With the blessing of the sound of the piano, I actually displayed the skills I had at my peak a hundred years ago."

The Wujin Divine Sword was wrapped in mysterious beads and gradually sank into the waves.

When Cui Yuxiu saw that the owner of Wujin Island had lost a big magic weapon, he had murderous intentions in his heart: "Taking this opportunity, why not just kill him and take down Wujin Island in one go!"

But just when he was about to take action, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. As the sound of the piano disappeared, the surging mana in his body suddenly fell back like a sea tide.

"What...what's going on?" Cui Yuxiu was a little confused.

Cui Chunwen in the boat shop was worried: "Master, why did the sound of the piano stop?"

Seeing that my ancestor was about to win, why did he disappear?

Ren Hong glanced at him, took his hand away from the strings, and slowly picked up the teacup.

"Quickly retreat!" Cui Wanqian understood the situation of the world. After scolding his own disciples, he quickly thanked "Master Lingyin": "Thank you, Master, for your help."

A piece of spiritual music that helped his ancestor defeat his opponent was already a favor from Master Lingyin. How could they ask for too much?

"I just don't want anyone to ruin my mood today." Ren Hong pretended to be a musician, calm and elegant, and lightly marked the list of materials with a red pen: "Shopkeeper, I want all your red copper, you can calculate the price."

"Where do we need senior to pay the bill?" Cui Wanqian glanced at the battle outside and waved his hands repeatedly: "Senior played music to help. Our Cui family is willing to give three copper beads as reward."

According to the price on the list, one copper bead costs one thousand jade beads. These so-called copper beads are red copper that has been refined for thousands of years, and their purpose is to prevent adulteration.

This is not unprecedented.

Hundreds of years ago, Xianjia's ore material trading was mainly based on raw ore materials.

The buyer needs to go back and purify and refine it himself, so there is room for adulteration and fraud.

First, a piece of red copper is purified, then mixed with gravel, and the waste stone is repurposed as raw ore, increasing its size and weight in order to sell it at a high price.

For this reason, disputes between the buyer and seller continued.

Later, the spiritual practice community came to a conclusion that only processed semi-finished products are required for ore trading.

In the mainland of China, we talk about "square". After purifying and refining various raw ores, they are condensed into cubes of equal size, and the price is calculated according to each square.

As for Donghai, the purified raw liquid of the ore is condensed into "spheres" and the price is determined by pearls.

Cui Wanqian spent a lot of money and asked people to come directly to the brocade box. Inside there were three fist-sized red copper beads with almost identical appearances, which were worth three thousand jade beads, which was worth a boat.

Xian Lin was overjoyed and quickly sent a message: "Ren Hong, accept it quickly! Three red copper beads can not only create a Fuli Mirror, but we can even use the Antarctic Cauldron to purify it once and sublimate the Fuli Mirror to the level of a magic weapon.

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But Ren Hong didn't panic and just picked two red copper beads from it. He said calmly: "This song is only worth this price."

Cui Wanqian frowned and smiled bitterly: Sure enough, this senior is not easy to fool.

He looked at the battle outside and fell into deep thought.

After a while, seeing that the battle was getting stalemate again, Cui Wanqian spoke again: "Senior, can you please play another song for this price?"

He sighed: "Let the seniors set the price."

Obviously, he saw Master Lingyin's intentions and assumed a low posture of letting himself be slaughtered.

At this time, Ren Hongcai and Shi Shiran picked up the third red copper bead and checked another material in the list.

"I want a piece of lightning wood."

Lightning strikes wood?

Cui Wanqian couldn't help but bleed in his heart when he saw the piece of lightning struck wood checked by Ren Hong.

But I have to admit that this mage has a poisonous eye and cuts on the bottom line.

It is a peach tree with a history of 1,300 years.

It is the only remaining essence of a peach fairy from the East China Sea who failed to cross the tribulation and was killed by thunder. This lightning-strike wood alone is worth fifteen hundred jade beads. If the lightning-strike wood had not been too small in size, I am afraid the price would have been even higher.

Obviously, a lightning strike wood alone cannot exchange for help from the opponent, so a red copper bead is needed.

But after adding red copper beads, we actually suffered a bit of a loss, but it was still within the acceptable range.
Chapter completed!