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Chapter 2300 400 years

Spring goes to autumn, and 400 years have passed quickly.

In the northeast corner of Qinglian Island, a huge thundercloud floated high in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rang, carefully observed, the thundercloud was vaguely divided into five groups, it was the fifth and ninth thunder calamity, obviously some clansmen were attacking the stage of transforming gods.

In the conference hall, Wang Qingcheng sat on the main seat with a smile on his face, and more than 50 clan elders sat on both sides, and they were also full of smiles.

"Patriarch, our whole clan now has 31 Huashen, two Lianxu, more than 700 Yuanying monks, and more than 5000 immortal cultivators in the whole clan, controlling 340 five islands. The Huashen we can dispatch There are ten monks."

The Wang family has been developing the deserted island over the years, and their power has continued to expand, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the development momentum of the Wang family has slowed down, which is inevitable.

After a period of rapid development, the Wang family's current development speed has become flatter, but fortunately it is still maintaining a steady growth.

Puppet beasts are the biggest source of income for the Wang family. After the battle of the large beast horde, the Wang family's puppet beasts gained fame and became very popular among immortal cultivators.

The number of puppet masters in the Wang family is increasing, and more and more members of the clan choose to be a puppet master, specializing in refining puppet beasts in exchange for good deeds.

Wang Qingcheng nodded, and ordered: "Keep working hard, go down and get busy! Cultivation is fundamental, so don't slacken your cultivation."

"Yes, master."

Many clan elders left one after another.

A cyan rainbow flew in, it was Wang Qingshan.

He traveled abroad for more than 400 years, collected all the materials for refining sword embryos, and planned to hit the refining period, and had to refine the sword embryos.

"Seventh brother, you are back, why have you been traveling for so long?"

Seeing Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingcheng asked curiously.

"The Xuanling Continent is not small, so it took a little longer. By the way, has Uncle Jiu left the customs?"

Wang Qingshan asked about Wang Changsheng's situation.

"Not long after you left, Yingjie came back. Dad used the soul splitting lower realm, and he retreated to practice after he came back."

Wang Qingcheng said truthfully.

"What? Yingjie has ascended to Xuanyang Realm?"

Wang Qingshan was a little surprised.

"That's right, he's been in seclusion all the time, and he hasn't left the seclusion yet, so it's probably coming soon!"

Wang Qingcheng told the whereabouts of Wang Yingjie.

"By the way, this is a page of the Xuanling forbidden book that I got by chance. Uncle Jiu should need it."

Wang Qingshan took out the Xuanling forbidden book and handed it to Wang Qingcheng.

The Prohibited Book of Xuanling is not a big killer, but something that restrains high-ranking monks. Wang Qingshan can't use it for the time being, but Wang Changsheng should be able to use it.

Every time Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan forged a weapon or a secret talisman, they would give one to Wang Qingshan. Naturally, Wang Qingshan would not be stingy with Wang Changsheng.

"Mysterious Spirit Forbidden Book?"

Surprise flashed in Wang Qingcheng's eyes, and joy appeared on his face.

"By the way, if Uncle Jiu is out of the customs, you should inform me immediately. I plan to enter the Void Refining Stage and need his help to refine a sword embryo and give it to others. I'm not at ease."

Wang Qingshan exhorted.

Wang Qingcheng agreed and put away the Xuanling forbidden book.

After chatting for a few words, Wang Qingshan said goodbye and left.

He came to the outside of a huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. Outside the valley stood a blue stone tablet more than ten feet high, engraved with the three characters "Five Spirits Valley" on it. This was Wang Yingjie's residence.

The valley was covered by thick white fog, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.

Wang Qingshan took out a sound transmission talisman, said a few words in a low voice, and threw it into the valley.

He stood outside the valley and waited. Time passed, but there was no response in the valley.

A hearty male voice suddenly sounded: "Seventh brother, are you also here to find Yingjie?"

Wang Qingshan turned around and saw Wang Qingfeng descending from the sky with a smile on his face.

Wang Qingshan nodded and said: "What? You came to look for him too?"

"I heard that another clansman ascended from the lower realms. I want to come and get to know him. I have come many times, but I haven't waited for him. I guess he is practicing in seclusion! I have heard Meng Bin say that he is an ascetic. Sure enough. Well-deserved reputation."

Wang Qingfeng's face was full of admiration. He was diligent in cultivation, but he hadn't retreated for more than 400 years. Wang Qingfeng thought he was inferior to this kind of perseverance.

Wang Mengbin is out of seclusion, and Wang Yingjie is still practicing in seclusion.

At this moment, the white mist in the valley rolled violently, and a hearty male voice came from the valley: "Are you talking about me?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Yingjie walked out of the valley, his aura was much stronger than before, and he stepped into the late stage of transformation.

Wulinggen monks need a lot of resources for cultivating immortals. As a monk who ascended from the lower realm, Wang Yingjie naturally obtained a lot of resources for cultivating immortals. His residence is next to Wang Qingshan, and he has a lot of spiritual energy. If it weren't for this, his cultivation speed would not be so fast .

"Yingjie, that's right. You practiced so hard in the Lower Realm, but you are still working so hard in the Xuanyang Realm. If Qing Ling knows about it, he must be very happy."

Wang Qingshan showed approval, Wang Yingjie is the most hardworking clansman he has ever seen, not one of them.

"When I was in the Lower Realm, the conditions were not very good, and my grandson was able to practice hard. Now that the conditions have improved in the Xuanyang Realm, I should work harder. How can I slack off just because the conditions have improved?"

Wang Yingjie said seriously that Wulinggen monks need more resources for cultivating immortals, and they don't need to consider the issue of the unity of the five elements, but this does not mean that Wang Yingjie can slack off in cultivation and seek pleasure.

The better the conditions are now, the more he has to work hard to cultivate. Whenever he thinks that the Wulinggen cultivator of the same era as him has passed away, Wang Yingjie will work harder in cultivation and dare not slack off in the slightest.

Heaven rewards hard work, but if qualifications are not enough, then I will redouble my efforts to narrow the gap with others as much as possible. No matter how good the qualifications are, there is an upper limit, and there is no upper limit for diligence.

After hearing this, Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingfeng were in awe. Wang Yingjie's words gave them a lot of inspiration.

As a Wulinggen cultivator, Wang Yingjie worked so hard, their aptitude was better than Wang Yingjie's, so how could they slack off in cultivation.

"Well said, it would be great if all the five spirit root monks in the clan have your awareness."

A manly voice suddenly sounded.

A blue long rainbow descended from the sky, it was Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng was smiling all over his face. He used the water of the Styx River to condense the dharma form. He had already condensed half of his body, and his strength had improved a lot.

"Meet the ancestors."

Wang Yingjie bowed and saluted with a respectful expression.

"Uncle Jiu! You're out of customs!"

Wang Qingshan was overjoyed to see Wang Changsheng.

Wang Qingfeng called daddy honestly, but didn't say anything else.

"Qingcheng sent me a sound transmission talisman, saying that you are going to attack the Void Refinement Stage and need my help, so I will leave the level."

Wang Changsheng said with a smile, if he hadn't received Wang Qingcheng's sound transmission talisman, he would have continued to condense the Dharma until he used up all the water of the Styx River.

"Qingcheng is also true. He specially distributed the sound transmission talisman to Uncle Jiu to influence Uncle Jiu's cultivation."

Wang Qingshan smiled softly, a warm current flowed through his heart.

"It's not a trivial matter that you want to attack the emptiness. I'm just condensing the dharma, it doesn't have any effect, just continue to condense the dharma after helping you."

Wang Changsheng said disapprovingly, his eyes fell on Wang Yingjie, he turned his right hand, and a seal with five lights flashing appeared in his hand, he handed it to Wang Yingjie, and said, "Yingjie, this is the five-element seal I refined for you , it has a very good effect in breaking the five-element prohibition, and it is made of five-element stone as the main material, this treasure is very suitable for you to use, you can accept it!"

"Thank you, grandpa."

Wang Yingjie took the Five Elements Seal with both hands, his expression excited.

(End of this chapter)