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Chapter 541 Undercurrent (Second Update)

Wang Changsheng's level of crafting is the highest in the family, and Wang Qiuxin couldn't wish for Wang Changsheng's guidance.

Wang Qiuxin invited Wang Changsheng into his residence and made a pot of spiritual tea for Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng drank a cup of spirit tea, taught Wang Qiuxin how to refine weapons, and explained to him the techniques of refining weapons and making puppets. He spoke very seriously, and Wang Qiuxin listened carefully.

Suddenly, a sound transmission talisman flew in, it was from Wang Changhuan.

Wang Qiuxin hurried to invite Wang Changhuan in. Wang Changhuan's face was haggard, and he could see a lot of white hair.

Wang Changhuan built the foundation with real evil energy, he is not a physical cultivator, these years, evil energy has been destroying his physical body, this is the main reason why he stayed on the fifth floor of foundation building.

"Brother, let me see if there are any spiritual objects that can dissolve the evil spirit, and try to get it back for you!"

Wang Changsheng said with some worry.He is also using the real evil energy to build the foundation, and he is very aware of the disadvantages of the real evil energy.

The longer the real evil spirit stays in the body, the more serious the damage to the body will be.

"Thank you, Ninth Brother, how can it be so easy to find the spiritual object that dispels the evil spirit? Qing Kai has been looking for it all these years. If you can find the best one, forget it if you can't find it."

Wang Changhuan sighed and said that the true evil spirit has many disadvantages, but without the true evil spirit, he would not be able to advance to the foundation building stage, and would have turned into a pile of bones long ago.

Wang Changsheng nodded with a smile. He also knew very well that it is not easy to obtain a spiritual object that can dispel the evil spirit.

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence and continued to refine the prototype of the magic weapon.

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Wu State, Yunhu Grassland.

In Pingyao City, in a blue attic.

The eight of Wang Qingshan were discussing something, the battle was too tragic.

From their point of view, there is no danger with the protection of the protective formation, but the monster clan's offensive is very fierce, they broke through the protective formation twice, unfortunately, Wang Qingtian died in the mouth of the monster, and Wang Qiuming and Wang Qingling were slightly injured.

Wang Qingshan used his little supernatural power "Hundred Swords into One" to kill several second-tier monsters that attacked the city wall, otherwise the Wang family would suffer more casualties.

The high-level officials assigned a task to the Wang family, specifying that Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan should accompany them.

"The higher-ups didn't know what they were thinking, and they didn't counterattack. They actually confronted the Yaozu for seven years."

Wang Qingjun frowned and said, his face full of sadness.

"I heard that the demon clan's attack was very fierce and captured a lot of territory. The monks in the Nascent Soul stage fought against the monster clan in the transformation stage. Both sides suffered losses. Qingshan and I went to perform the mission. Aunt 21, you are responsible for leading them, Qingshan Tian unfortunately died in the mouth of a monster, you must be well."

Wang Changhao's tone was full of helplessness, how could they dare to refuse the alchemy cultivator who asked them to accompany them.

A child of the Xiuxian family refused to perform the task assigned by the upper class, and was directly beheaded for public display. With this lesson learned from the past, how dare Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao refuse the task assigned by Brother Jiedan.

In contrast, Wang Qingqing was much luckier. She had been refining weapons in the Artifact Refining Hall. Unless the city was broken, she would not be in any danger. There were four Nascent Soul monks sitting in the city, as stable as Mount Tai.

Since the start of the war, it seems that the Nascent Soul monk and the transformation stage monster clan have reached some kind of agreement, and they have not taken action. The main force of the battle is the alchemy monk and the alchemy stage half-monster.

"Don't worry! I will take care of them."

Half an hour later, Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao appeared in a blue hall.

Dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators gathered in twos and threes to communicate through sound transmission.

Wang Qingshan carefully discovered that these people have the lowest level of five foundation building levels, and the highest level of eight foundation building levels.

Foundation Establishment cultivators came in one after another, all of whom had at least the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, and even a ninth-level Foundation Establishment monk appeared.

Half a quarter of an hour later, six alchemy cultivators walked in. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a purple Taoist robe, a purple jade crown, and a white jade belt around his waist. He had seven layers of alchemy.

The stern gaze of the purple-robed Taoist passed over the foundation-building monks, and he said solemnly: "The poor Taoist is the Ziyang Taoist of Qianjimen. He has been ordered to take you to perform a major task. Those who make great achievements will be rewarded, and those who retreat will be killed. Amnesty, do you understand everything?"

"Junior understands!"

Wang Qingshan and other Foundation Establishment cultivators agreed with one voice, with solemn expressions.

Ziyang's Taoist robe shook, and a golden ball the size of a water tank flew out, and amidst the sound of a mechanism, it turned into a giant golden python more than twenty feet long.

The golden python is about ten feet tall, and it is frighteningly large.

With a pinch of his Fa Jue, more than a dozen stone doors were exposed from the body of the golden python.

"All of you go in, let's leave with this third-tier high-grade puppet beast, and we will release you after arriving at the destination."

Wang Qingshan and others walked in one after another, and the interior decoration was a bit crude.

Taoist Ziyang and six alchemy cultivators followed in. Taoist Ziyang pinched the Fa Jue, all the stone doors were closed, and the golden python flew out of the cyan hall with a flick of its tail.

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Some verdant mountain, some hidden cave.

25 half-demons gathered in the cave, discussing something.

A piece of animal skin was placed in front of them, and on it was a topographic map.

"Listen up, we are responsible for attacking the important strongholds of the human race. The louder the movement, the better. After we succeed, we will retreat immediately. Do you understand?"

"understood."

The 25 half-demons dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

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At the Taiyi Immortal Gate, on the top of a certain peak that goes straight into the sky, three men are drinking tea and chatting.

"Is the Yaozu planning something? Why did they suddenly invade our human race? Do you have any news?"

A benevolent old man in white robe asked with a serious tone.

A thin-cheeked old man in black robe shook his head and said, "No, the old man killed two demon clans in the transformation stage by himself, and no useful information was found in the soul search."

"The mobilization of millions of monsters and dozens of transformation-stage monster clans must have been done by those two old guys. They came just in time and gave us an excuse. Three sects in the South China Sea have agreed to stab the monster clan. "A green-robed old man with a childlike face and white hair said in a deep voice. He pondered for a moment, looked at the white-robed old man, and said: "Chen Daoyou, what is the attitude of the northern Xinjiang cultivating world? The monster race invaded and killed our human monks. .”

The Yaozu's attack was too fierce. Of course, they didn't think about repelling the Yaozu immediately. The main reason was to plot a strange fruit tree for the Yaozu. The strange fruit would help their cultivation.

They deliberately gave up part of the territory, let the Yaozu fall into the quagmire of war, and at the same time put on a victim's hat for themselves, so that they can ask for help from other forces.

"The world of cultivating immortals in Northern Xinjiang has also agreed to take action, but we need to do it first to attract the attention of the monster race."

"Okay, three ways to attack the Yaozu, this time we must hurt the Yaozu, and expand the territory by the way, of course, the most important thing is the strange fruit tree. In order to cooperate with our actions, it is time for us to counterattack, but we I still don't know the purpose of the Yaozu, so I still have to be careful, so as not to follow in the footsteps of Jinyangzong."

Jin Yangzong was wiped out by a large number of monsters led by the monster clan back then. They had to guard against the lessons learned from the past.

The old Taoist in Qingpao smiled slightly, and said: "It's agreed, when the time comes, I will share one of the fruits with the old man."

"Of course, we will follow the plan. The old man and Daoyou Zhao will go to the hinterland of the Yaozu. You, Daoyou Li, will stay behind to prevent the Yaozu from making small moves."

(End of this chapter)