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Chapter 585 Wang Ruyan Forms Pills (Part [-])
Yu Yao Country, Taoshan.

In a secret room, Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on a futon, with hundreds of blue flying swords floating around him.

Accompanied by his swallowing and breathing, hundreds of cyan flying swords shook at the same time, and there seemed to be some connection between the two.

After a while, Wang Qingshan opened his eyes, and a gleam of light shot out from his eyes. Hundreds of blue flying swords rang out with a clear shriek, and merged into one, turning into a green flying sword. The aura kept flickering , the aura is compelling.

"After seven years of retreat, the bottleneck has finally been resolved, and I have advanced to the seventh floor of foundation building."

Wang Qingshan exhaled lightly, and said to himself, his eyes were full of joy.

Xuanpin and Huangpin exercises are simple to practice, but there are many bottlenecks. He has been stuck on the sixth floor of foundation building for more than 20 years, and now he has finally resolved the bottleneck and advanced to the seventh floor of foundation building.

He rolled the cyan flying sword in front of him, the cyan flying sword disappeared, and walked out.

He lives in a blue attic, a large piece of green spiritual bamboo is planted at the door, a breeze blows by, and the bamboo leaves make a rustling sound.

Wang Qingshan took out a communication disk and entered a formula.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and there was no response from the communication board. He frowned slightly, and said to himself, "Could it be that you have retreated?"

As soon as his formula changed, Wang Qiuling's voice sounded from the communication board: "Uncle Qi, have you left the customs?"

"Well, where is your twelfth uncle! Did he go to retreat or go on a mission?"

The twelfth uncle he was talking about was naturally Wang Qingjun.

"The twelfth uncle and the tenth aunt brought a group of young children with spiritual roots back to the clan, and they left a long time ago. Qiuming and I will take care of Taoshan's affairs for the time being. What's Seventh Uncle's order?"

Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment, then said: "You and Qiuming come to my residence and tell me about the situation of Taoshan and Qinglian Villa in recent years."

"Yes, Uncle Qi, we'll come over right away."

Putting away the communication disk, Wang Qingshan looked at the sky, and said to himself: "It's been so many years, I don't know if Aunt Jiu has entered the alchemy stage."

He has been stationed in Taoshan for more than ten years. When the battle between the monsters and humans ended, Wang Ruyan was already at the eighth level of foundation building. After so many years, he must have cultivated to the ninth level of foundation building, and he may have entered the alchemy stage.

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In the Kingdom of Wei, a cyan ray of light quickly swept across the sky.

Qingguang is a huge cyan boat that is more than thirty feet long. Hundreds of immortal cultivators are standing on the huge boat, and their clothes all have a blue lotus pattern on them.

Wang Qingjun stood at the front of the giant boat with a faint smile on his face.

He has cultivated to the sixth level of foundation building, and this time he is responsible for escorting a group of cultivation resources and some young clansmen back to Qinglian Villa.

In recent years, the Wang family has widely married other cultivating families. Wang Qingjun has one wife and two concubines. Children without spiritual roots are sent to the secular world after five years old. A sense of belonging to the family.

"Father, haven't you arrived at Qinglian Villa yet?"

A five or six-year-old boy in green shirt tugged at the corner of Wang Qingjun's clothes and asked curiously.

Wang Qingjun touched the boy's head and said with a smile, "Come on, you can see your brother and sister later."

Wang Qingjun now has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son and the second daughter were born to his wife, but their aptitudes are not good.

"Brother and sister!" Wang Qiuyu's eyes were wide open, a little curious and a little timid.

He heard his father, Wang Qingjun, say that Qinglian Villa is wonderful, but he lived in Taoshan before and had not been back to Qinglian Villa.

After a cup of tea, more than a dozen red lights appeared in front of them. The red lights were huge red giant eagles. On the back of each red giant eagle sat a cultivator. With a deep smile.

"Welcome Uncle Twelfth back home, this time I have gained a lot! I also brought back a lot of clansmen."

Wang Qingjun nodded, waved his hands, and said, "You guys continue to patrol and do your job well."

"Yes, Uncle Twelve."

The patrolling monks left, and the huge blue boat quickly flew towards Qinglian Villa.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the huge blue boat came to a stop, and the bottom was covered by a large yellow mist, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.

Wang Qingjun took out a square token with a blue lotus pattern engraved on it.

After he injected mana into the token, the cyan lotus flower suddenly brightened and turned endlessly, like a living thing, a cyan light flew out and submerged into the yellow mist.

The yellow mist rolled and surged and disappeared, and a lush peak appeared in front of them.

From the mountainside, you can see a large area of ​​buildings, courtyards and pavilions in different styles. There are many exotic flowers and plants planted on the mountain. Looking around, the mountain is full of green and lush, and it has a taste of a fairyland.

Several courtyards were shrouded in a large white mist, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.

Hundreds of immortal cultivators came in and out of these buildings, looking very busy.

Wang Qiuyu's eyes widened, and he looked curiously at the "home" that Wang Qingjun spoke of.

"Is this Qinglian Villa? It's so big and full of aura."

"I've heard from my parents that Qinglian Villa is very good. I didn't expect it to be so big."

"It's great to live here in the future."

The young children on the cyan flying boat looked curiously at the Qinglian Villa below, talking non-stop.

Wang Qingjun manipulated the cyan flying boat and slowly descended towards the ground. At this moment, the cloudless clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and they were wildly blown up, and a large glow suddenly appeared over Qinglian Mountain.

The spiritual energy in a radius of tens of miles rushed towards Qinglian Villa, forming a huge vortex, as if they had received some kind of guidance.

The change in spiritual energy attracted the attention of the monks of the Wang family. A large number of clan members rushed out of the residence one after another, looking at the vortex in the sky, and pointing.

Wang Changsheng is currently a monk of alchemy in the Wang family, and Wang Changsheng was in the stage of alchemy at the Taiyi Immortal Gate. No one knows what this vision means.

At this moment, Wang Changyue flew into the air and ordered loudly: "Sister-in-law is attacking the alchemy stage, all clansmen withdraw from Qinglian Villa to avoid being affected by the thunder disaster."

Wang Qingkai rushed out of the residence. He already knew that Wang Ruyan was attacking the alchemy stage, so he quickly ordered his clansmen to evacuate Qinglian Villa to avoid being affected by the thunder disaster. Most importantly, don't let them disturb Wang Ruyan's attack on the alchemy stage.

As soon as the alchemy phenomenon appeared, Wang Changsheng noticed it, and he rushed out of the residence.

Looking at the vortex in the sky, his eyes were full of worry.

He didn't dare to stay near Lei Jie, so as not to attract a bigger thunder disaster.

Wang Changsheng's family stood in the distance, their faces full of worry.

They all hope that Wang Ruyan can advance to the alchemy stage, but no one dares to guarantee that Wang Ruyan will be able to advance to the alchemy stage.

The huge vortex in the sky above Qinglian Mountain Villa grew to several miles in size, sparkling with inspiration and extremely gorgeous.

(End of this chapter)