Rise of Qinglian

Wang Qingshan only felt that the scenery below had changed. Tens of thousands of peaks of different heights stretched endlessly. There was a huge white cloud above each peak, just like tens of thousands of white clouds floating in the sky.

In the center of the mountain range, there is a hundred-acre white cloud floating in the sky. A palace with blue bricks and glazed tiles stands on the white cloud. The palace is covered by a burst of white glow, looming, and the white cloud is like a living thing, twisting and turning. It keeps moving, very strange.

There are monks flying by on spiritual birds, and there are also monks flying by on the clouds. More than a dozen waterfalls flow down from the ten thousand-foot peak, creating a scene like a paradise for immortals.

There are tens of thousands of peaks, large and small, and each peak is covered with restrictions, and colorful rays of light are looming.

Among the tens of thousands of peaks, a large number of birds and beasts are raised. On a vast and endless plain, thousands of snow-white spiritual horses are running on the grassland. A team of monks are taking care of the spiritual horses. A valley surrounded by mountains. A ten-foot-tall golden giant elephant was eating. Its thick trunk rolled up a large amount of green spiritual grass and put it into its mouth.

In a dense green forest, hundreds of spiritual birds with tiger heads and eagle bodies can be vaguely seen. On top of a bare giant peak, dozens of giant golden scorpions are eating.

Of course, more mountain peaks are covered by thick white clouds, and there are all kinds of sunlight restrictions, making it impossible to explore them.

Even so, Wang Qingshan and the other three were secretly surprised. With these spiritual beasts alone, the current Wang family could not compare.

Hoho!

A lion-roc beast flew from a distance, and a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears sat on the back of the lion-roc beast.

"Seventh sister, you are back."

Murong Yuyao nodded and said: "Fifteenth brother, these three are Daoist Wang from Qinglian Island in the South China Sea. You must not wait any longer. Please arrange a satisfactory residence for them! Daoist Wang, when the conference of beasts is held, We will send someone to invite you there, and during this period, if you want to play, we can also send someone to accompany you."

The middle-aged man made an invitation gesture, and Wang Qingshan and the others jumped onto the back of the griffin beast where the middle-aged man was, and the griffon beast carried them high into the sky.

After a cup of tea, the lion and the beast landed at the door of a quiet courtyard.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you rest here for the time being. If you have any requests, just tell the people below you not to leave here privately. If it violates the prohibition of our Murong family, it will be troublesome."

The middle-aged man took out a cyan token and handed it to Wang Qingshan.

After the middle-aged man left, Wang Qingshan and the others opened the ban and walked in.

This is a courtyard with four entrances and four exits. Wang Qingshan and three people chose to live in a green attic.

"The strength of the Murong royal family is not much worse than that of the six immortal sects of the Eastern Wasteland, and they actually raise so many spiritual beasts."

Wang Qiuming said in an envious tone that the Wang family was a newly emerging Yuanying force and was not as good as the Murong royal family.

"But that's the limit. It's still difficult for the royal family to cultivate Nascent Soul monks. It's not that easy to advance to the Nascent Soul stage."

Wang Qingshan said with a smile that he did not dare to say that he would definitely be able to advance to the Nascent Soul stage. Wang Changsheng had told him that the family had an infant spiritual creature, so Wang Qingshan could just practice with peace of mind, and there was no need to take risks in dangerous and dangerous places. People enjoy the shade behind the tree.

It's not that you can advance to the Nascent Soul stage if you have enough soul-forming souls. Otherwise, the big forces would have already trained a large number of Nascent Soul monks.

The Wang family is now in urgent need of high-level monks, and the elixir-forming spiritual objects are what the Wang family is in urgent need of. This time Wang Qingshan came to the Central Plains to cultivate immortality, hoping to get some elixir-forming spiritual objects back.

"I don't know if my aunt rescued Great Uncle Akihito. I hope they are all okay."

Wang Qiuming sighed, with a look of worry in his eyes. He didn't know what happened to Wang Qingqing and the others.

"Don't worry! I believe they have good luck and will be fine."

Wang Qingshan comforted him and said, if it didn't work out, he would go to the world of cultivating immortals in Northern Xinjiang.

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South China Sea, Qinglian Island.

In the family ancestral hall, Wang Mingren, Ximenfeng, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingling and Wang Menfen stood beside them, and Wang Changjie stood in front of the spiritual tablets of his ancestors.

"My ancestors and clans are here, my unfilial son and grandson Wang Mingren came back today with his only son to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. Changjie, hurry up and offer incense to our ancestors and clans."

Wang Changjie knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said respectfully: "My grandson, Wang Changjie, has met his ancestors. My grandson will definitely work hard to cultivate and contribute his small amount to the development of his clan."

He lit a bunch of sandalwood, bowed and put the sandalwood into the incense burner.

After paying homage to the ancestors, Wang Changjie's name will be written into the family tree and he will officially become a member of the family.

After Wang Mingren escaped, he took Ximenfeng and Wang Changjie back to Qinglian Island to recognize their ancestors.

"Qing Qing, Qing Ling, head of the family, we can't stay on Qinglian Island forever. Changjie is yours to take care of. If he doesn't obey, you can do whatever you want to do with him. Don't be polite. Changjie has a higher seniority. No. It means he can do whatever he wants, he is just like other tribesmen.”

Wang Mingren said sincerely that he hoped Wang Changjie could become an outstanding talent in the family.

"Uncle Akihito, please rest assured, we will definitely discipline Uncle Changjie well."

Wang Qingling agreed that even if Wang Mingren didn't say anything, the family would discipline Wang Changjie well.

The Wang family is developing very well now, and is in urgent need of high-level monks. To be honest, there are more than a dozen Dan-jie monks in the Wang family, and there are not many Dan-jie monks who can really take the lead. This is also normal. It is impossible for the Wang family to have just one Dan-jie monk. All are elites.

Wang Changjie, Wang Mengbin, and Wang Huashan are members of the Wang family with relatively good qualifications. Wang Mengbin has already formed an elixir, so Wang Changjie and Wang Huashang naturally become the family's key training targets.

"Yes! Uncle Akihito, don't worry! We will definitely take good care of Uncle Changjie."

Wang Qingqing said with a smile, the Wang family is getting stronger and stronger, the family development momentum is very good, and there is an urgent need for outstanding clan members, especially alchemists.

Wang Changjie has the dual spiritual roots of wood and fire, and he is an excellent alchemy talent, so he was trained to be an alchemist.

"We can't stay for a long time, so Changjie will be left to you. By the way, the head of the family, you can take some clan members to follow us to the northern border. I can help the family train alchemists, weapon refiners, formation masters and talisman makers. I can't do anything else." Not many, but the most friends, who can help the family cultivate a group of talents."

Wang Mingren's strength is getting along with others. He has good qualifications, but his own strength is not very strong.

Trapped in the Purple Fire Abyss, only his family sent someone to save him. Wang Mingren completely woke up. The immortal cultivators he was friends with did not save him. He could understand it and did not resent others because of it. After all, others did not owe him anything.

"Okay, I'm about to send more manpower to Northern Xinjiang, so that will trouble the Sixth Generation Ancestor."

Wang Mengfen looked happy and agreed.

Wang Changjie lived on Qinglian Island. Wang Qingqi personally taught him alchemy, and Wang Qingqing was responsible for teaching him the basic knowledge of immortality.

Seven days later, Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng left Qinglian Island with fifty Wang family monks and rushed to the world of immortal cultivation in northern Xinjiang.