Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng was too enthusiastic towards them, and Cheng Zhenyu felt guilty and a little worried.

"We met Senior Wang and Senior Wang by chance. We didn't have much interaction with them before. I'm afraid they recognized us at the underground auction just now. Even if they recognized us, they didn't have to deal with us. So polite! Husband, have you noticed that Daoyou Wang has not avoided us when he communicates with other people? I always feel that he does it on purpose, as if he is hinting something to us. "

Zheng Nan analyzed that she was also puzzled as to why Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were so enthusiastic towards them. There must be a demon behind them.

"They invited us to Qinglian Island as guests. Do they want to win us over to join the Wang family?"

Cheng Zhenyu put forward a bold hypothesis. Apart from this reason, he could not think of a suitable reason to explain all this.

Zheng Nan nodded and said: "It should be that the Wang family has risen too fast and lacks high-level monks. No wonder Senior Wang gave me guidance on training. They originally wanted to invite us to join the Wang family."

Cheng Zhenyu pondered for a moment and asked seriously: "Madam, do you think they are descendants of the Zhenhai Sect?"

They were hunted down by the monks of the Sun and Moon Palace before, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan rescued them. The Wang family was developing in the South China Sea, so they actually risked offending the Sun and Moon Palace to save them? It's so abnormal to be so enthusiastic about them now.

"Probably not! How can there be such a coincidence?"

Zheng Nan shook his head and said, with a hint of doubt in his beautiful eyes.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will take root and sprout wildly.

There are very few music cultivators in Nanhai. Wang Ruyan is a music cultivator, and Wang Changsheng practices water-based skills. Among the three major Zhenhaizong-suppressing skills, there happens to be a water-based skill and a music-based skill.

"Suppose they are descendants of the Zhenhai Sect. They rescued us because they recognized the skills you practiced, rather than out of good intentions. They have a family and a career, and they risked the lives of their entire clan for the sake of their so-called friends? "

Zheng Nan pondered for a moment and said, "I remember my great-grandfather said that the Zhenhai Sect seemed to have developed the combined attack technique, but before it was passed down, the Zhenhai Sect was destroyed. He is not sure whether this is true or not."

"It's 10% true. Less than ten years after their birth, the Qinglian fairy couple participated in the war against foreign races and became famous in one battle. These are just our guesses. Let's take it step by step! If they really are The descendants of Zhenhaizong will be discovered by us one day."

Cheng Zhenyu calmly analyzed that since he suspected that the Qinglian Immortal Couple was a descendant of the Zhenhai Sect, they would always see the flaws after being in contact with them for a long time.

Yuxiang Tower, third floor, a certain elegant room.

Murong Bo was chatting with a man and a woman. The man was tall and tall, with a simple face. He was wearing a red robe. The woman was plump and had gorgeous facial features. She was wearing a red skirt and was dressed as a young woman. They all had a red plum blossom pattern on their clothes.

"How come Fellow Daoist Murong, Fellow Daoist Wang and the others haven't come yet? Could it be that they can't come?"

The man in red robe frowned.

Murong Bo smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Martial Arts was joking. Fellow Daoist Wang has agreed that he will definitely come. Let's wait for a while."

"That's good. I've heard about the name of the Qinglian Immortal Couple for a long time. It's a rare opportunity to meet the Qinglian Immortal Couple. Wu wants to have a good discussion with them."

The man in red robe said with a smile, his eyes a little fanatical.

The young woman in the red dress smiled sweetly and said, "I made fellow Taoist Murong laugh. My husband likes to compete with those Taoist fellows who are extremely powerful."

"Hehe, I also want to know whether the Qinglian Immortal Couple is stronger or the Qian Yang Immortal Couple is stronger."

Murong Bo chuckled, with an expression of interest on his face.

The strength of these two Nascent Soul monks is not weak. They entered the Nascent Soul stage much earlier than the Qinglian Immortal Couple.

Qianguang Zhenren is from Wuchang. He is a physical cultivator. He was born in Fengming Villa in northern Xinjiang. Fengming Villa is the residence of the Wu family's cultivating family. It has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years and has a profound heritage.

Chiyang Fairy Li Ling'er, a sword cultivator, was born in the Li family of Chiyun Valley in Northern Xinjiang. The Li family is a family of immortal cultivators, and its strength is not as good as that of the Wu family. However, the Li family and the Wu family have been family friends for many years. The two families have advanced and retreated together, and they have been promoted successively. When they entered the Nascent Soul stage, outsiders gave them the name Qian Yang Immortal Couple.

Wang Changsheng's voice suddenly sounded: "In terms of strength, I think fellow Taoist Murong is stronger."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan walked in.

Murong Bo and the other three stood up, and Murong Bo gave a brief introduction.

"Wu Mou has long heard of the name of the Qinglian Immortal Couple. Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang, meeting each other is fate. How about we find a place to discuss it?"

Wuchang's eyes were wild. He was currently encountering a bottleneck, and discussing with other monks would help resolve the bottleneck.

There are many ways to resolve bottlenecks, and discussing with others is only one of them.

Wang Changsheng was slightly startled, and he proposed a discussion as soon as they met. This was the first time for him to meet.

"Don't get me wrong, fellow Taoist Wang. My husband's temperament is like this. He likes to compete with fellow Taoists who are extremely powerful. The name of the Qinglian Immortal Couple has spread to Northern Xinjiang. We have come all the way from the world of cultivating immortals in Northern Xinjiang. It is rare to meet each other." Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang, if we don’t discuss it with you, I may not have a chance to discuss it with you again in the future.”

Li Ling'er smoothed things over by praising the Green Lotus Immortal Couple and also praising herself.

The Qianyang Immortal Couple comes from Northern Xinjiang, and they are quite famous in Northern Xinjiang.

Wang Changsheng had a troubled expression on his face, as if he had something to hide.

"When we were traveling in the Great Qin Dynasty, we sparred with some of our comrades. Our swords had no eyes, and we caused some minor trouble. Let's do this! Fellow martial artist, my husband will spar with you, so as not to hurt our harmony."

Wang Ruyan said tactfully that they were injured and could not discuss with their colleagues frequently. They found this excuse not only to send other monks away, but also to use the name of the Qianyang Immortal Couple to confirm the news of their travels in the Qin Dynasty.

Wuchang suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that the two Taoist friends have been traveling in the Great Qin Dynasty. We have been to the Great Qin Dynasty. The monks in the Great Qin Dynasty are too ruthless and their swords have no eyes. What Mrs. Wang said makes sense, so I will discuss it with fellow Taoist Wang. Come on! Come on, let’s change places.”

A little more than a quarter of an hour later, they appeared in a spacious and bright hall on the thirteenth floor of the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower.

This is a martial arts arena, a place specially provided for immortal cultivators to fight and learn from each other. There are powerful restrictions so they can fight freely.

Murong Bo, Wang Ruyan and Li Ling'er stood aside to watch the battle, while Wang Changsheng and Wuchang stood in the center of the hall, hundreds of feet apart.

Because it was a Nascent Soul cultivator fighting, the formations were specially strengthened and three sets of fourth-order formations were activated. Three light curtains of gold, blue and yellow of different colors covered Wang Changsheng and Wuchang.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I would like to remind you that I am a physical practitioner, and my fists and feet have no eyes. You must be more careful."

Wuchang reminded solemnly.