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Chapter 2093 Migrating clansmen, Meng Bin soars

Taiyi Immortal Gate, a secluded courtyard.

Wang Qingshan and Han Tianxuan were sitting in the stone pavilion chatting, Han Tianxuan had already entered the stage of transforming gods.

Sword Master Xiaoyao had taken Shouyuan Fruit, and his lifespan was longer than Wang Qingqing's, but he also passed away half a year ago.

Han Tianxuan had entered the stage of transformation a year ago, and Wang Qingqing had been in the stage of transformation for a year.

"Junior Brother Wang, it's thanks to you this time, otherwise I might have passed away like Master Ye."

Han Tianxuan sighed, the word "chance" is mysterious and mysterious. There has never been a shortage of geniuses in the world of cultivating immortals, but limited by the growth environment, their achievements are limited.

If there were auxiliary spiritual objects, Han Tianxuan would have entered the stage of transforming gods long ago. There are many elders in the Taiyi Immortal Sect whose qualifications are no worse than Han Tianxuan's, but the spiritual objects are limited, and they couldn't wait until this day.

Wang Qingshan nodded and said: "Without the Supreme One Immortal Sect, I would not be where I am today. This is what I should do."

He seemed to have noticed something, took out a gleaming communication disk from his arms, and entered a formula, Wang Yingjie's joyful voice suddenly sounded: "Patriarch Qingshan, contacted the hidden clansman, Patriarch Qingling has already sat down Now, the Patriarch is going to move Qinglian Island back to the sea, please go back and preside over it."

"Understood, I'll go back right away."

Wang Qingshan put away the communication tray with a solemn expression.

The monks of the same generation have passed away one after another, and he has to shoulder the burden of protecting the family.

"If you need anything, just ask, our Taiyi Xianmen has a lot of people in the South China Sea."

Han Tianxuan said seriously.

Wang Qingshan nodded, got up and left.

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South China Sea, a certain sea area.

The sea was calm and the sea breeze was blowing, and a group of white seagulls flew quickly from high above.

Two escaping lights flew from a distance at an extremely fast speed, and after a while, the two escaping lights stopped, and the figures of Wang Qingshan and Wang Yingjie appeared.

"Yingjie, you go to contact Meng Fen and ask him to activate the formation and move Qinglian Island back to the sea."

Wang Qingshan ordered, his gaze firm.

Wang Yingjie responded and flew into the bottom of the sea.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the sea tumbling violently, set off huge waves that lifted the sky, a huge island suddenly surfaced, splashing waves, a powerful wave of air swept away, and the waves were rippling.

Wang Mengfen and other elders flew out from the island, lined up, and said in unison: "Welcome Patriarch Qingshan."

Wang Qingshan nodded, flew towards Qinglian Island, and landed in the sky above the snow mountain.

After Wang Qingling died, he was buried here, and the Bingfeng Jiao has been guarding here.

The snow-capped mountain suddenly shook violently, and a white stone tablet drilled out of the ground. There was no writing on it, but a figure in the shape of a human was engraved awkwardly, and there was a picture of a small snake next to the picture.

"Sister Ten, Brother Seven is late."

Wang Qingshan said softly, flying down in front of the stele, he took out a bunch of sandalwood and lit it, inserted it in front of the stele, bowed and bowed.

The Bingfengjiao emerged from the ground, its eyes listless.

"Sister Shi liked you the most when she was alive, and she often used her cultivation resources to feed you. I don't know what Shimei told you. I hope you don't let her down. These are some thousand-year-old ice-type elixirs. I hope they will treat you well." helpful."

Wang Qingshan said softly, with a flick of his sleeve, more than a dozen jade caskets and boxes flew out and landed on the ground.

Roar!
Bingfengjiao let out a loud roar, as if responding to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan nodded, turned into a cyan light and broke through the air.

When he came to the conference hall, Wang Mengfen and others had been waiting for a long time.

Wang Mengfen took the lead in reporting the situation of the family. Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Ye Haitang, and Wang Mengbin's natal soul lamps have not been extinguished, so they are all fine.

"Choose [-] people from all realms. There must be winemakers, tool refiners, alchemists, talisman makers, and formation masters. There are not many high-level monks in the Ice Sea Realm. I plan to move half of the tribe to the Ice Sea Realm. "

Wang Qingshan ordered that the Wang family now has more than 8 immortal cultivators, which has reached the ceiling, and it will be difficult to support them any more. Wang Qingshan plans to move more than 4 people from the clan to the Ice Sea Realm. One pot, it also increases the chance of appearing as a cultivator.

"Yes, Patriarch Qingshan."

Wang Mengfen fully agreed.

Wang Qingshan issued a series of orders, mainly to rectify clan affairs, deal with some clansmen who made mistakes, let other clansmen take a warning, and at the same time reward some clansmen, with clear rewards and punishments.

An hour later, Wang Qingshan announced the end of the meeting and came to a steep peak. There was a hexagonal cyan stone pavilion on the top of the mountain. Fairy Ziyue sat in the stone pavilion, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Tian Xianzi, long time no see."

Wang Qingshan said hello.

"Long time no see, congratulations! Senior Wang."

Fairy Ziyue smiled and congratulated.

Wang Qingshan has already listened to Wang Mengfen's report, Fairy Ziyue failed to hit the stage of transforming gods, and she doesn't have much lifespan.

"Your uncle and aunt should be in the spirit world. I really envy them."

Fairy Ziyue said softly.

"Tian Xianzi, what are your plans?"

Wang Qingshan asked.

"My time is running out. I'm going back to Zhenhaizong to arrange the funeral. If conditions permit, I hope Senior Wang will take care of Zhenhaizong."

Fairy Ziyue said softly, with a look of reminiscence on her face.

"Tian Xianzi don't worry, I will."

Wang Qingshan agreed, and before Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan left, he told them to help Zhenhaizong more.

"There is always a banquet in the world. Goodbye, Senior Wang."

Fairy Ziyue turned into a ray of purple light, flew towards the setting sun, and disappeared into the sky.

Wang Qingshan sighed and returned to his residence to practice.

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Qinghuanjie, Wanqin Mountain Range.

A steep towering peak, like a sharp sword, was inserted into the ground.

Wang Mengbin and a girl in a golden skirt with wings on her back stood on the top of the mountain, while Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan stood aside.

"Cheng Daoyou, Zheng Daoyou, take care of yourself."

Wang Mengbin exhorted, with a dignified expression.

300 years ago, Wang Mengbin came to the Wanqin Mountains and fought with the fifth-order golden-winged eagle for seven days and seven nights, regardless of the outcome. In the end, the two shook hands and made peace, planning to ascend to the spirit world together.

The girl in the golden skirt is the fifth-order golden-winged carving, and she named herself Jinyu.

After 300 years of painstaking practice, Wang Mengbin has already advanced to the middle stage of Huashen stage. During this period, he and Jin Yu went to Qingyun Palace to force Chen Hong to hand over a sum of cultivation resources. To wait hundreds of years.

Counting it, it took Wang Mengbin more than 500 years from the early stage of transformation to the middle stage of transformation. If he continued to stay in the lower realm, it would take even longer for him to cultivate to the late stage of transformation.

"Senior Wang, Senior Jin, take care, I wish you all the best."

Cheng Zhenyu said seriously.

Wang Mengbin and Jin Yu looked at each other, nodded to each other, and flew towards the sky. A dazzling golden light and a dazzling silver light lit up in the sky, causing the void to vibrate and twist.

A huge roar sounded from the sky, the void was torn apart, and a dazzling glow descended from the sky, covering Wang Mengbin and Jin Yu.

Under the watchful eyes of Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan, Wang Mengbin and Jin Yu were caught in the crack by Xiaguang and disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

(End of this chapter)