Rise of Qinglian

Wang Qingshan had a thoughtful expression on his face. It seemed that things were a bit uneasy recently and they had to be more careful.

"Seventh Uncle, something big may have happened here. We need to be more careful."

Wang Tianwen's face was solemn and he said in a voice transmission.

"Let's go! Everyone, be careful."

Wang Qingshan warned with some worry, and they found an inn and stayed there.

After settling the clan members, Wang Qingshan, Wang Tianwen and Wang Qiuming started wandering on the street.

Confucian scholars can be seen everywhere, both men and women, old and young. When they see their friends, they bow and salute one after another. In addition to the immortal cultivators, Wang Qingshan sees many mortals chatting with the immortal cultivators. This kind of situation cannot be seen in other places.

Wang Tianwen had already introduced it, and Wang Qingshan and Wang Qiuming saw it with their own eyes, but they still felt strange.

The shops sell a wide variety of products, including monster materials, metal ores, etc., but there are more bookstores selling poetry, calligraphy and paintings.

After a cup of tea, they appeared in a five-story attic.

Songfeng Pavilion is a teahouse where many cultivators drink tea and chat.

The lobby was packed, with mortals and immortal cultivators gathering together to drink tea and talk about political affairs.

The second and third floors were full of guests, and there were a few empty tables on the fourth floor.

Wang Qingshan and the other three found an empty table and sat down, ordering a pot of spiritual tea and three plates of snacks. While drinking tea, they listened to other people chatting.

They were talking about political affairs in Yunhai Prefecture, poetry, calligraphy and painting, and some even recited poetry on the spot.

"The security situation in Yunzhou has become worse and worse recently. I heard that another small caravan was robbed."

"Didn't Lord Zhizhou send someone to arrest him? I think it won't take long to arrest the evil cultivator."

"I can't see it. I don't know how many caravans pass through Yunhai Prefecture every year. This is a temptation that is difficult to resist for evil cultivators. If you catch one, there will be another one. There is no way to catch them all. It is better to impose heavy taxes. The government will send people to escort them to the designated location.”

"Charging heavy taxes? We might as well escort the goods ourselves. Maybe the so-called evil cultivators are supported by the government. Catch the thief."

A woman's voice full of disdain suddenly sounded, and a girl in a green dress with delicate features walked out of a private room. Behind her, there were several Foundation Establishment monks. They all had a red crow pattern on their clothes.

"The Shen family on Fire Crow Island?"

Wang Qingshan was a little surprised. The emblem of the Shen family, one of the top ten immortal cultivating families in the South China Sea, is Fire Crow. Could it be that these monks are from the Shen family on Fire Crow Island?

"You are such a slanderer. How could the imperial court do such a thing? If you don't want to pay heavy taxes, you can escort the goods yourself, and don't blame the imperial court for the trouble."

A polite scholar in blue shirt retorted.

"That is, if you don't want to pay heavy taxes, you can take other roads. Otherwise, if your goods are robbed, don't blame the court. The court is the court of our people in Great Qin, not the court of you foreigners. It has no obligation to protect your safety."

"Hmph, it's really that powerful. You monks from the Qin Dynasty should not go to the South China Sea to cultivate immortality."

The girl in the green skirt said angrily and left quickly, and the other Shen family members quickly followed.

"These foreigners are so tough-talking, I think the court should impose heavy taxes on them."

"We tax them heavily, and they can tax us heavily."

Wang Qingshan listened to their conversation with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Confucian scholars like to discuss political affairs, but I wonder if they can influence the strategy of the Qin Dynasty.

"Qi Bo Gong, Confucian scholars often discuss political affairs. Their attitudes are actually those of certain forces. These people are just pawns pushed out by others. The situation of the Qin Dynasty is somewhat special. The main reason is that the royal family is not in the right position."

Wang Tianwen explained via voice transmission.

Wang Qingshan nodded. He didn't care what happened to the Qin Dynasty, but

Half an hour later, Wang Qingshan and the others left the teahouse and wandered along the street.

Wang Tianwen bought a batch of calligraphy and paintings, Wang Qiuming bought some weapon-making materials, but Wang Qingshan had nothing that he liked.

After wandering around the city, they returned to their residence and meditated.

Early on the next morning, Wang Qingshan and others left Fangshi and flew northwest.

They have to rush to Tongguanfang City, where there is a large-scale teleportation array directly under the Yan Dynasty. There are millions of miles from Yunhaifang City to Tongguanfang City, which is relatively far away.

On the road, I saw many monks patrolling in groups, and they seemed to be looking for someone.

More than half a month later, at dusk, a green flying boat flew from the distant sky. Not long after, the green flying boat appeared above a green mountain range stretching for tens of thousands of miles. Below were patches of towering ancient trees. Wang Qingshan and others stood On top of the blue flying boat.

"According to our current speed, we will be able to reach Tongguanfang City in less than three days."

Wang Tianwen said with a smile that when they arrived in Tongguanfang City, they could teleport directly to the Dayan Dynasty. When they arrived in the Dayan Dynasty, with their status as Wanxiansi, it would be much more convenient for them.

"What are you hiding down there, get out of here."

Wang Qingshan's face turned cold, and he slashed downward with his right hand. A flash of green light shot out, and a sharp sword energy more than ten feet long shot out, slashing towards a certain void below.

A ray of black light suddenly shot out from the dense forest, facing the sharp sword energy.

Boom!

The sword energy was shattered by Wu Guang, who came straight towards them.

Wang Qiuming snorted softly, turned his palm, golden light flashed, and a palm-sized golden wheel appeared in his hand. After countless runes emerged from the golden wheel, his size skyrocketed and turned into a golden light to greet him.

Ding!

The black light collided with the golden light and flew backwards in an instant. The black light was a shining black flying knife, with a sinister aura.

There was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves, and there were gusts of wind and strong winds. The sky suddenly darkened, and countless black lights appeared out of thin air, turning into a huge and ferocious grimace with bared teeth.

Ghostface opened its bloody mouth and bit Wang Qingshan and others.

At the same time, several spiritual lights flew from different directions, targeting Wang Qingshan and his party.

"Be careful, enemy attack."

Wang Qingshan reminded with a cold look.

Wang Tianwen held out a shining silver jade pen and waved it in the void. Mysterious silver runes flew out one after another. All the silver runes gathered together and turned into a silver-white light curtain, covering Live them.

Wang Qingshan raised his right hand, and a green flying sword appeared in his hand. With a slight shake, the sword sounded loudly, and a green sword light of more than thirty feet flew out and struck the giant ghost face.

With a miserable cry, the huge ghost face was cut in half by the green sword light, and disappeared into little black lights.

Wang Qiuming offered three more golden wheels, pinched the magic formula, and four golden wheels flew around them and rotated rapidly.