Top of Qinglian

Chapter 1282 Attacked
His residence has [-] acres of spiritual land, and there is also a spring of spiritual eyes, which is used to water the elixir, and the elixir grows well.

Without the orders of Wang Rongmiao and Wang Tianqi, all the more than 1000 cultivators were not allowed to go out without permission and could only stay inside the ruins.

Wang Yingjie didn't think much of it, the ruins were huge, and they had already achieved self-sufficiency.

Some clansmen specialize in planting spiritual grains, some clansmen specialize in refining magic weapons, and some clansmen specialize in refining elixirs. Wang Tianqi sent people to establish a small market for the clansmen to trade. resource.

If the bottleneck problem is not considered, these more than 1000 monks of the Wang family can stay in the ruins forever.

Wang Tianqi regarded the ruins as Qinglian Mountain Villa, and sent people to build various buildings, such as Danfeng, Qiqifeng, Zhifufeng and so on. The secret land is ready-made. To put it bluntly, the facilities in the ruins are better than Qinglian Island. Ten times, there are gold, wood, water, fire, earth, five elements, spiritual land, and abundant aura.

Some of the same clan who entered the foundation building stage at the same time as him have advanced to the sixth level of foundation building, while Wang Yingjie is still at the third level of foundation building.

Most of the same clan can advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage with just one Foundation Establishment Pill. Those who are less lucky need three Foundation Establishment Pills, but Wang Yingjie used five Foundation Establishment Pills to advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Wang Yingjie's cultivation speed is slow, he needs much more resources for cultivating immortals than ordinary clansmen, and his mentality is good.

One must be self-aware. Wang Yingjie knows that his aptitude is not good, and he has to work harder than others.

"Clang clang clang!"

A loud bell rang, seven times in a row.

"Qinglian bell rings seven times, it's time to preach again."

Wang Yingjie's eyes lit up. Every once in a while, clan elders would give sermons, covering various aspects.

He flipped his palm, a blue light flashed, and a palm-sized cyan lotus magic weapon appeared in his hand. With a slight shake, the cyan lotus flew out, instantly swelled, and the glow shone.

Wang Yingjie jumped on top of the blue lotus, entered a formula, and the blue lotus slowly lifted into the air, flying towards the sky.

The colorful lotus artifacts are flying high in the sky, the sheer number makes one's scalp tingle just looking at them.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Yingjie landed on a bluestone square with a size of more than [-] mu. In the center of the bluestone square was a blue stone platform in the shape of a lotus flower, surrounded by hundreds of blue futons, and not far away was a big blue clock with Carved with a large number of blue lotus.

Wang Yingjie quickly found a seat near the front and sat down, quietly waiting for the arrival of the clan elder.

Not long after, a blue light descended from the sky and landed on the blue lotus stone platform. It was Wang Tianqi.

"Today's family history, our Wang family originally came from a small country in the Eastern Wasteland, and our ancestor Wang Tiangang settled in Qinglian Mountain. Therefore, Qinglian is the family emblem of our Wang family, and it also represents our ancestral land. Our Wang family started with refining weapons. ..."

Every once in a while, the clan elders will tell the family history, analyze the pros and cons of each period of the family, and encourage them if there are any, so as to enhance the sense of belonging of the clan.

Every member of the clan must memorize the family history and undergo regular assessments. If they fail the assessment, they will be fined and their salary will be confiscated, or they will be locked up in confinement.

After years of family history education, Wang Yingjie and others have a unified goal in their hearts - to return to the Eastern Wasteland and rebuild Qinglian.

After talking about the family history, Wang Tianqi pointed to Wang Yingjie, who quickly stood up.

"Yingjie, why did Uncle Qi learn swordsmanship?"

The uncle Wang Tianqi mentioned was naturally Wang Qingshan.

"Back then, the family was weak and powerful enemies invaded, and the clan members suffered heavy casualties. The ninth ancestor witnessed the tragic death of the clan members and learned swords to protect the family. The grandson thought that we should all learn from the ninth ancestor, practice hard, learn skills well, and contribute to the family. force."

Wang Yingjie said respectfully.

"That's right, sit down! Yingfeng, tell me, our family's three strongholds were attacked, what should we do?"

Wang Tianqi called out the names of more than 30 clan members and asked them to answer their own questions. Their answers satisfied Wang Tianqi.

"Okay, that's all for today, you go back! Remember, you must practice hard, and communicate more with your fellow clans when you encounter bottlenecks."

Wang Tianqi waved his hand and ordered.

"Yes, my ancestor."

Wang Yingjie and other members of the clan agreed with one voice, and left Qingshi Square one after another.

A gust of wind blew by, and Ye Haitang suddenly appeared beside Wang Tianqi.

When Wang Tianqi saw Ye Haitang suddenly appearing in front of him, Wang Tianqi was really startled.

"Auntie, why are you here?"

Wang Tianqi said with a wry smile.

"If you calculate the time, it's about the same time. Uncle said that after a while, I will come to fetch some cultivation resources and help you purchase the cultivation resources."

Ye Haitang's tone was flat. Wang Tianqi and the others couldn't stay out of contact with the outside world. Materials were needed for refining tools, alchemy, and talismans, and they couldn't use up the elixir they planted by themselves.

What Ye Haitang has to do is to deliver supplies and help the clansmen in the ruins to exchange resources for cultivating immortals.

"This is the immortal cultivation resources that the tribe has handed in over the years. They are mainly elixir and monster materials. There are a lot of them. The required materials have been listed and are all in it."

Wang Tianqi took out a cyan storage bead and handed it to Ye Haitang with both hands.

Ye Haitang checked it carefully, and after confirming that there was no mistake, he nodded: "Okay, when I'm not around, you all stay calm, don't make any trouble, and practice with peace of mind."

After saying this, Ye Haitang turned into a gust of dark wind and disappeared.

Wang Tianqi flew towards his residence, intending to practice in seclusion.

In the Sea of ​​Thousand Ghosts, near a deserted island covered by thick fog, Ye Haitang flew out from the bottom of the sea, her body covered with a layer of black aura.

She flicked her sleeves, and a black jade shuttle about a foot long flew out, instantly swelled up, and carried her towards the outside.

She has stayed here for more than ten years, and she plans to go out and buy some immortal cultivation resources. Tianpin Kung Fu requires too many immortal cultivation resources.

Ye Haitang is only at the sixth level of alchemy. This is thanks to Wang Changsheng who obtained a lot of inner alchemy from Yin Beasts and asked Wang Qingqi to refine it into Huangquandan for her to take. If not for this, her cultivation speed would not be so fast.

Along the way, she encountered many ghosts, these ghosts were not of high rank, they did not dare to provoke Ye Haitang, and avoided them far away.

Three days later, before Ye Haitang flew out of the Sea of ​​Thousand Ghosts, there were more than a dozen black rocks in the sea ahead.

She frowned, and stopped suddenly, her eyes suddenly lit up with a black light, under the gaze of Huang Quan's eyes, the three figures could not hide.

On a certain reef, two men and one woman, three alchemy cultivators stood on the reef, as if they were waiting for someone.

"No, she has cultivated the Dharma Eye and found us, let's do it."

A distraught man's voice rang out, and just as he finished speaking, a silver glow lit up on a certain reef, and a red-robed man with a fat head and big ears appeared, with six layers of alchemy, and the other two had four layers of alchemy.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Sea Territory is a dangerous place, because the main altar of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect is also here, attracting many monks to hunt for treasures here, and there are endless incidents of killing and seizing treasures.

(End of this chapter)