Rise of Qinglian

Shangguan Qing stood up and said in a deep voice: "I agree. Senior Sister Tang is the Palace Master's close disciple. It is just and natural that Senior Sister Tang takes over as the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace."

The alchemy cultivators present looked at each other. None of them expected that Tang Yunshang would be in a hurry to become the master of Wanhua Palace.

An old woman in green robes in her early sixties stood up and said cautiously: "Uncle Tang, the palace master's body is still cold. This disciple feels that the top priority is to wipe out the monster clan. We will discuss the palace master's position after Uncle Lin and the others come back." It’s not too late for this.”

Tang Yunshang only relied on the favor of the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace to cultivate all the way to the Nascent Soul stage. Tang Yunshang abused her power, relied on nepotism, placed her own people wantonly, and used the power of the sect to help her family develop. Many of her fellow sects were dissatisfied with Tang Yunshang. If it weren't for She had made a lot of contributions and had been pulled down a long time ago.

In contrast, Lin Siruo has made a lot of contributions to the Wanhua Palace. She is fair and has a strong sense of the overall situation. If one had to choose between Tang Yunshang and Lin Siruo to be the palace master, most Wanhua Palace disciples would choose Lin Siruo.

Lin Siruo was fighting on the front line and could not come back for the time being. Tang Yunshang wanted to take advantage of this and sit on the throne of the Lord of Wanhua Palace.

Tang Yunshang's face turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "What? Are you teaching me how to do things? Without a palace master, how can we instruct our disciples to arrest the demon clan? Who will believe it? Or are you saying that you don't want to avenge the master and the others? Or are you a traitor? ?”

"Senior Nephew Song, you are so courageous. Senior Sister Tang is the Palace Master's close disciple and has obtained the Palace Master's true inheritance. At this critical moment of our sect, we should have a strong leader to lead our sect to continue on. Without the Palace Master, Lord, how should we arrange the disciples of our sect? You give one order, and I give another order. Isn’t it chaos?"

Shangguan Qing shouted coldly, and a huge amount of spiritual pressure rushed out of her body, making the green-robed old woman unable to breathe.

Tang Yunshang took out a square token with a large spiritual flower engraved on the back and two golden characters "Ten Thousand Flowers" engraved on the front.

"This is the Wanhua Order as a token of my palace master. Seeing the order is like seeing the palace master."

Shangguan Qing immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Shangguan Qing pays homage to the palace master."

Many of the alchemy cultivators looked at each other and were at a loss.

"What? If you don't kneel when ordered, are you going to be traitors?"

"Disciple pays homage to the Palace Master."

I don't know who took the lead, but many alchemy monks knelt down one after another.

"Now is a special period, and there is no need to make anything grand. The succession ceremony will be held in a month. Send people to send invitations to Shangqingguan and other six sects, inviting them to participate in the succession ceremony of this palace."

Tang Yunshang ordered, looking a little excited.

The Wanhua Palace family has a great business and has tens of thousands of disciples. From then on, she is the master of Wanhua Palace.

Not to mention one month, given three months, Lin Siruo wouldn't be able to come back.

With the testimony of the six factions, Tang Yunshang's position as palace master was secure.

"Yes, Palace Master."

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A green mountain range, a lush peak, Wang Qingshan and Song Mei stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.

They have been stationed here for more than half a month and have not found any monsters at all.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, do you think the demon tribe will really pass by here? Why not pass by somewhere else?"

Song Mei casually said that he was the newly promoted senior brother of Wangui Valley, and he urgently needed military exploits to consolidate his status.

"Who knows! I hope the demon clan won't pass by here! If the dog is in a hurry, it will jump over the wall!"

Wang Qingshan didn’t want the demon tribe to pass by here. Firstly, they might not be able to stop the demon tribe if they were in the Nascent Soul stage. Secondly, if the demon tribe was surrounded and annihilated by human cultivators, they would definitely go crazy.

Suddenly, a loud beast roar sounded, and Wang Qingshan took out a pale golden jade plate with a lifelike lion pattern carved on the surface.

He punched a spell into the golden jade plate, and Liu Mei'er's urgent voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Qingshan, there are monsters attacking us. There are too many monsters and we can't stop them. Come and support us."

"Okay, we'll rush there right away."

Wang Qingshan agreed. He suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, with a playful expression on his lips.

"What's wrong, fellow Daoist Wang?"

"Nothing, Fellow Daoist Song, go and support Fairy Liu! I'll stay here to avoid falling into the enemy's plan of attacking from the east and attacking from the west."

Song Mei nodded and said, "Then you should be more careful and contact me if you have any questions."

Song Mei was eager to make a contribution. When she heard that Liu Meier had discovered the whereabouts of the demon clan, she hurried over.

Wang Qingshan picked up the tea cup, took a sip of the spiritual tea, suddenly raised his right hand, and struck towards the void.

There was a flash of red light, and a red flying sword more than thirty feet long flashed out, carrying a huge heat wave, and struck a small soil slope.

Boom!

The soil slope was cut in half by the red flying sword, and two rays of light flew out from the ground, a girl in a white skirt and a young man in a silver shirt.

The girl in the white skirt has three white fox tails on her tail, and the young man in the silver shirt has a pair of silver bat wings on her back. They are obviously monsters.

"Bai Ling'er, long time no see."

Wang Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a half-smile.

Bai Ling'er's face was a little pale, her breath was a little sluggish, and she seemed to be injured. There were many scars on the body of the young man in silver shirt, and he was obviously injured as well.

Bai Ling'er chuckled and said in a seductive tone: "What? Do you think fellow Daoist Wang misses the Nu family? I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Wang still knows how to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade. The Nu family thought that sword cultivators are just wood!"

Cheng Xiaotian's arm was cut off by Wang Qingshan, and Bai Ling'er found out about Wang Qingshan's situation after some inquiring.

Wang Qingshan was in a trance, feeling lazy all over. His chest suddenly lit up with a burst of yellow light, and he regained consciousness in an instant. At this time, a bat claw several feet long suddenly appeared above his head. Before it fell, Wang Qingshan's body The shape fell backwards, and the bat's claws slapped on the ground, leaving five huge holes.

Wang Qingshan pinched the sword technique, and an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body, and phantoms of cyan flying swords suddenly appeared around him. The phantoms quickly materialized, turning into two huge cyan sword tigers, grinning, and two The green sword tiger moved its limbs and pounced towards Bai Ling'er and the young man in silver clothes at the bottom of the mountain.

A clear sound of swords sounded, and nine cyan flying swords flew out from the sword box on Wang Qingshan's back. They lined up in a row, making clear sounds of swords. A flash of green light, and thousands of cyan flying swords flew out. Appeared out of thin air, like a meteor shower, hitting the opposite side.

Bai Ling'er's face turned cold and she said in a cold voice: "Fight quickly, don't delay for too long, otherwise you won't be able to escape."

They attacked the Wanhua Palace, causing the palace's vitality to be severely damaged. The seven immortal sects were furious and sent a large number of masters to set up a dragnet to capture them. Many Yuanying stage monsters died at the hands of the Yuanying monks, not to mention Bai Ling. Son.

Bai Ling'er stomped her jade feet to the ground, and a rumbling sound came from the ground. Two big yellow hands, several feet in size, suddenly emerged from the ground. They grabbed a green sword tiger like lightning and pinched it. into pieces.

Boom!

The green sword tiger exploded, and the two big yellow hands disappeared.

The bat wings on the back of the silver-shirted young man fiercely flapped, the wind blew violently, and a gray hurricane flashed out, facing the cyan sword tiger.

Boom!

The gray hurricane smashed the cyan sword tiger into pieces and disappeared.

Thousands of green flying swords fell from the sky. Before they could fall, several big yellow hands emerged from the ground, blocking the heads of Bai Ling'er and the young man in silver clothes.

The big yellow hand was smashed by the dense green flying swords, and Bai Ling'er and the young man in silver also avoided it.

Thousands of cyan flying swords were divided into two parts, chasing Bai Ling'er and the silver-shirted young man respectively.