After discussing this matter, everyone dispersed, and Shangguan Yan and Ma Xingchen also went to Qingyang and told him the good news. Qingyang couldn't cry or laugh after hearing this, he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to participate in the Holy Son primary, if everyone knew that his real age was over eighty years old and had the cultivation of the Jindan realm, I don't know what kind of expression they would have.

Regarding the matter of the Holy Son pre-selection, Qingyang originally refused, but under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of Shangguan Yan and others, he still agreed, anyway, he had to find a way to get close to the high-ranking monks of the Fallen Ghost Abyss, and the name of the guard did not seem to be much different from the name of the candidate.

If there is no accident halfway, it is really possible to win a place for a quasi-saint son with his comprehensive strength, I am afraid that the dry mound city can measure the real age and cultivation, and it will be embarrassing to be found out directly.

After sending Shangguan Yan and Ma Xingchen away, Qingyang found the paper old man, and the two came to a secret place, and then Qingyang sneakily took out three nunes from his body and said, "Old man paper, help me see what is in these talismans." ”

The paper old man lived in poverty in the first seven villages, and he couldn't afford to buy such a high-end thing as a talisman, but now seeing that Qingyang took out so much at once, he couldn't help but change color on his face, and hurriedly asked, "You...... Where did you get so many talismans? ”

Qingyang smiled and said, "Of course I touched it easily, the night before yesterday night attacked, the seventh-layer Qi refining monk was put by me and trapped, and the talisman naturally can't be cheapened by others." Later, Miss Shangguan was in distress, and the young master and I came to help, Kuwabara and the sixth-layer guards of qi refining were all killed by me, and of course the things on their bodies would also belong to me. ”

The old man remembered that the fourth-layer Qi refining monk was divided by everyone the night before yesterday, and the talisman was taken away by the young master Ma Xingchen, and then everyone only cared about fleeing for their lives, but they didn't expect the talisman to be touched by Qingyang. After killing the three members of the Sang family the next day, he only found the talisman of the Qi Refining Consummation Guard, thinking that they didn't have it on them, and it turned out to be in Qingyang's hands.

This is just the idea of the old man on paper, Qingyang feels that Shangguan Yan and Ma Xingchen must have guessed the reason, but Qingyang has just saved their lives, and this is the loot captured by Qingyang himself, and they are embarrassed to ask for these things from Qingyang's hands.

"Why are you showing me this?" The paper old man said.

Qingyang flickered and said: "You also know that I am a body refining cultivator, and my divine thoughts can't be used, so naturally I can't check the things in the talisman, and I can't trust other people, so I can only come to you for help." Of course, I won't let you work in vain, and after the things are organized, I can give you some things that I don't need, but you have to keep them secret, and you must not tell anyone about these things. ”

Most of Qingyang's things are in the Drunken Immortal Hu, and the Drunken Immortal Hut can't be transferred out of the dantian, so naturally he can't take the things inside, so he was cheeky and took these three Nativity Talismans, just to buy pills to heal his injuries by making up spirit stones. Qingyang doesn't have anyone to trust here, so he can only ask the old man for help, which is something that can't be helped.

Listening to Qingyang's words, the paper old man suddenly felt happy in his heart, the three Qi refining cultivators' talismans, one of them is still a disciple of the Sang family, the big family of Tongxiang County, the value of the things in it will definitely not be less than hundreds of spirit stones, even if Qingyang picks the rest, the value will not be too low.

The paper old man lived in poverty in the first seven villages, struggling for a living, and the gold and silver he earned were all handed over to the top as taxes, and he almost never had a spirit stone in his hand. Some time ago, the five spirit stones awarded by Ma Xingchen when the Holy Son won the pre-selection were already the largest wealth he had ever seen in his life, but he didn't expect to handle hundreds of spirit stones this time, and he trembled with excitement when he thought about it.

If it were someone else, maybe there would be some careful thoughts, and the paper old man would never dare. In fact, he had long seen that Qingyang was not an ordinary person, and his identity would not be as simple as he said. Such a character can't keep the first seven villages and Mai Town, sooner or later he will have to leave, it is his creation to be able to meet such a person, if such thick thighs can't be hugged tightly, and the opportunity so close at hand can't be grasped, it's better to find a piece of tofu and kill it.

The old man honestly took the three talismans, took out all the things in them one by one, and arranged them in different categories. After some inventory, there were a total of 550 spirit stones in it, as well as miscellaneous things such as other materials, pills, magic weapons, etc., which were piled up in a large pile, about more than 400 spirit stones, with a total value of more than 1,000 spirit stones.

Most of them are taken out of Kuwabara's talismans, although his cultivation is not the highest among the three, but Kuwahara is a descendant of the Sang family, one of the three major families in Tongxiang County, and his net worth is still very rich, and the other two together are not as much as his things.

After counting the things, Qingyang asked the paper old man to put the five hundred and fifty spirit stones in one of them, and put the things that were not easy to use but were relatively valuable, and put together enough things worth four hundred and fifty spirit stones to put them in the second talisman, Qingyang put away the two talismans, and the rest of the things were rewarded to the paper old man.

The rest of the things are the kind of things that are relatively low in value and not easy to sell, and it is too troublesome to keep in his hands, so Qingyang simply threw all his brains to the old man on paper, and even gave a talisman. There are not many things, and it can be worth about twenty spirit stones if you sell them well, which is nothing to Qingyang, but it is a shocking wealth for the old man on paper, the old man looked at the pile of things in a daze, and only reacted after a long time, and thanked Qingyang for his kindness.

This paper old man used to be just a poor old man in the countryside, Qingyang suddenly broke out during the pre-election of the holy son of Tongxiang County, helping Ma Xingchen to win the pre-election, he got five spirit stones, this time Qingyang gave him something worth more than 20 spirit stones for nothing, and now his net worth is about to catch up with the four richest men in their first seven villages, I am afraid that I will never have to live a hard life in the future, thinking of all this because of the young man in front of him, he looked at Qingyang's eyes full of gratitude.

As for the thousand spirit stones that Qingyang got, he had already automatically ignored them, that was not something he should worry about, the old man was very self-aware, he knew very well that with his own strength and status, it would be good to be able to keep the immediate benefits, and any more would be self-defeating.

After the assignment, the two tacitly put the things in their arms, and then quietly returned to the station to meditate and rest as if nothing happened.