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Chapter 1800 50 years, talents come forth in large numbers
Time flies, time flies, and 50 years have passed quickly.

Qinglian Island, a secluded small courtyard with red tiles, has a three-storey blue attic in the courtyard, a blue spirit flower is planted in the courtyard, and a group of blue bees are collecting nectar.

The door of the room opened suddenly, and Wang Yingjie came out, his face was filled with joy.

He has cultivated to the ninth level of alchemy, which has a lot to do with his own hard work, and it cannot be separated from Wang Qingling's help.

Among Wang Qingling's descendants, only Wang Yingjie has advanced to the alchemy stage, so Wang Qingling will naturally take care of him more.

Dangdang Dangdang!
A huge bell rang, and Wang Yingjie's eyes lit up.

"The clan competition has begun. This time, I will definitely squeeze into the top three."

Wang Yingjie said to himself that his aptitude was very poor, and the clansmen who cultivated faster than him either entered the Nascent Soul stage, or failed to conceive and died, or died in the turmoil.

The family has a talent training mechanism of 36 sons, eighteen heroes, nine heroes and three heroes. The 36 sons correspond to the Qi refining period, the eighteen heroes correspond to the foundation building period, and the nine heroes correspond to the alchemy period. The three best Nascent Soul monks are Sanjie.

Wang Yingjie was selected into the Nine Heroes by virtue of his previous achievements and cultivation. To put it bluntly, he took time to get to this position.

Wang Yingjie stomped his right foot on the ground, turning into a ray of light and piercing through the air.

Not long after, Wang Yingjie appeared in a large bluestone square. In the center of the square stood a huge pagoda with erratic blue light. On the pagoda, the five characters "Qinglian Town Spirit Pagoda" could be seen.

Thousands of monks gathered near the Lingta of Qinglian Town, from refining Qi to Yuanying.

Wang Yingjie landed on an open space. He looked at the Spirit Pagoda of Qinglian Town with an eager expression on his face.

A girl in a blue dress with snow-skinned skin and a young man in a golden shirt with an imposing appearance walked over. Judging from the mana fluctuations on their bodies, it was obvious that they were all monks of alchemy.

The girl in the blue skirt has picturesque facial features, with a bit of heroism that is rarely seen in women showing between her brows. The young man in the golden shirt has a tall figure, his arms are bulging, full of strength, and his eyes faintly reveal a bit of golden light.

The girl in the blue skirt is called Wang Huaxue, a third-tier formation mage, five layers of alchemy, and the young man in the golden shirt is called Wang Huatian, six layers of alchemy. one.

"Uncle Yingjie, you came so early."

Wang Huaxue greeted with a smile.

"Uncle Yingjie will definitely get a good ranking in this clan competition."

Wang Huatian flattered, with a warm tone.

The family holds a big competition, the higher the ranking, the richer the reward.

Wang Yingjie smiled lightly, and said, "Stop flattering, your strength is not weaker than mine, by the way, haven't Sheng Hong and Mao Sheng arrived yet?"

Over the years, many outstanding members of the Wang family have emerged. There are as many as three monks with dual spiritual roots alone, but it is a pity that there are no monks with heavenly spiritual roots and spirit bodies.

A deafening dragon roar sounded, and a red light flew from a distance.

"Sheng Hong is here, and he has bred a third-order flood dragon."

Wang Huaxue's tone was full of envy. The Wang family has mastered the technique of cultivating third-tier dragons, but the third-tier dragons cultivated by the family will not be easily handed over to private use. Individuals who want to cultivate third-tier dragons will consume a huge amount of resources. The number, ordinary people can't do it at all.

Not long after, the red light stopped, and a red dragon with a length of more than twenty feet appeared. There was a two-foot-long horn on the head of the red dragon. on the head.

The young man in red has a round face with small eyes, a simple and honest face, and layers of fat around his waist.

Wang Shenghong, a third-tier imperial spirit master, is proficient in the art of repelling insects and beasts. He has five levels of alchemy. He is the second member of the family to cultivate a third-tier flood dragon after Wang Qingling.

"You came so early, you must be very confident in this big competition."

A somewhat lazy man's voice suddenly sounded, and a golden light flew from a distance. After a few flashes, the golden light landed in front of Wang Yingjie.

As soon as the light faded away, a tall and thin young man in golden shirt appeared. The young man in golden shirt had sword eyebrows and bright eyes, and he carried a gleaming golden sword on his back. He exuded a strong evil spirit from his body.

Wang Maosheng, with the dual spiritual roots of gold and fire, is one of the few sword cultivators in the Wang family at the alchemy stage. He practiced sword techniques and is also a third-level craftsman.

"Hey, this time, I must be in the top three."

Wang Huatian smiled with confidence.

Wang Yingjie smiled lightly, feeling the pressure. The four of them are all rising stars of the family, and there are still some outstanding members who have not yet grown up. Over time, there will be more and more outstanding members of the family.

Wang Mengfen flew from a distance and landed on the top of the pagoda in Qinglian Town.

Wang Yingjie and others bowed and saluted one after another, saying in unison: "Meet the Patriarch."

"Today is the time for the family to hold a big competition. You all have to perform well. I hope you will reach new heights. The big competition begins."

Wang Mengfen gave a word of encouragement and announced the start of the competition.

The clansmen lined up one after another, and began to break into the immortal pagoda.

In a certain secret room, Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on a blue futon, his eyes were closed tightly, and there were a large number of blue flying swords floating around him.

A light blue crystal was scattered on the ground, with spirit patterns all over the surface, it was obviously a reflection crystal.

After a while, all the flying swords spun quickly and condensed into a giant sword that held up to the sky, floating above Wang Qingshan's head.

Wang Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, exuding an invincible spiritual pressure from his body, and the Qingtian sword turned into dots of blue light and disappeared.

"Finally entered the Nascent Soul Dzogchen."

Wang Qingshan exhaled lightly, talking to himself, with a strong look of joy on his face.

It took him more than 100 years from the late Yuanying period to the Yuanying Dzogchen. This practice speed is considered fast. There are some Yuanying monks who are stuck in the late Yuanying stage for their entire lives. Of course, Wang Qingshan has a lot of experience.

"Four Seasons Sword Master is worthy of being the patriarch of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. That set of sword formations is unpredictable, but it's a pity that the Lingbao-level flying sword can exert its greatest power."

Wang Qingshan talked to himself.He has three spirit treasures in his hands, but the natal flying sword is still an ordinary magic weapon.

Wang Changsheng can refine a set of spiritual treasures, but the success rate is not very high. At most three sets of spiritual treasures can be refined. Wang Qingshan has nine natal flying swords. It is very difficult to upgrade them all to spiritual treasures, otherwise Wang Changsheng had already helped promote the Qingli Sword to a Lingbao.

Wang Qingshan put away the shadow transfer crystal, got up and walked out.

He took out the summons tray and contacted Wang Mengfen to inquire about the family situation.

"Uncle Qi Gao, you have left the customs. The family is holding a clan competition today. Would you like to come over and teach the younger generation?"

Wang Mengfen's voice was full of joy.

"Is Meng Xuan here?"

Wang Qingshan asked casually, there are not many high-level sword cultivators in the clan, Wang Qingshan, Wang Jiyun, Wang Changjie and Wang Mengxuan are relatively strong sword cultivators in the clan.

"He got stuck in the bottleneck and went on a trip."

Wang Mengfen said truthfully that Wang Mengxuan is the son of Wang Youwei and Ouyang Mingyue. They have high expectations for Wang Mengxuan, and Wang Mengxuan has indeed worked very hard. He has been stuck in the seventh layer of Dandan for many years and traveled abroad, hoping to resolve the bottleneck.

"I'm fine if I'm free, so let's go and have a look! I hope it can give me a little surprise."

Wang Qingshan put away the communication disk, turned into a cyan rainbow light, and flew towards the martial arts field.

(End of this chapter)