Rise of Qinglian

A ray of cyan escaping light appeared in the sky, flying towards here quickly. Behind the cyan escaping light, there was a black escaping light, and the black escaping light was very fast.

"Want to leave? Leave your life behind!"

A loud man's voice suddenly sounded, the void distorted, and a big black hand more than ten feet in size suddenly appeared above the head of the blue light.

The big black hands were wrapped in a layer of black flames, exuding a cold aura.

The big black hands quickly took pictures like they were fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea.

A shrill female scream sounded out, and the cyan light fell down and landed on the ground.

Cyan Dunguang was an extremely beautiful young woman in a green dress. Her eyes were full of fear and her breath was weak.

"Nine Nether Palm! This is the unique skill of the Nine Nether Sect. Are you from the Nine Nether Sect?"

The young woman in the green skirt bit her red lips tightly and said silently.

The black light stopped, and it turned out to be a young man in black shirt with handsome features and elegant demeanor. He was wearing a black Confucian shirt and holding a black paper fan in his right hand.

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"Hehe, I didn't expect you to know about Jiuyou Sect, so I'll leave you even more alone."

The young man in black shirt chuckled, with a cold light in his eyes.

He raised his hand, and three black lights shot out, blurred, and then suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, three gleaming black darts appeared above the head of the young woman in the green skirt. The young woman in the green skirt was already on guard. Countless cyan spiritual patterns appeared on her body, turning into a thick cyan light curtain, blocking the three cyan darts. .

There was a muffled sound from the ground, a lump of earth bulged up, and a giant black python with a waist as thick as a water tank emerged from the ground, opening its bloody mouth and pounced on the young woman in the green skirt.

With a scream, the body-protecting aura of the young woman in the green skirt was bitten to pieces by the black python, and her head was bitten off by the black python.

The young man in the black shirt took away the materials from the young woman in the green skirt, threw a black fireball, burned the body, put away the black python and left the place.

Half an hour later, a yellow light lit up in the void, and Wang Tianwen appeared with a thoughtful expression on his face.

He had followed Chen Hongguang to Donghuang to congratulate the reconstruction of Qinglian Villa. Wang Qingshan asked him to pay attention to the news about the Jiuyou Sect monks who were cultivating immortals in the Central Plains. He mobilized the power in his hands, but there was no gain. There were very few Jiuyou Sect disciples. Strictly speaking, the activities in the Dayan Dynasty were caused by the disciples of the Jiuyou Sect who did not act under the banner of the Jiuyou Sect. There was a huge crowd and Wang Tianwen had no way to investigate.

Unexpectedly, by accident, he actually met a monk from the Jiuyou Sect. From what the young woman in the green skirt said, she was surprised that this person usually did not show his identity as a disciple of the Jiuyou Sect.

After all, the Jiuyou Sect is the largest sect in Northern Xinjiang. This person does not need to show his identity as a disciple of the Jiuyou Sect. He is mostly a spy, responsible for gathering information. There are many clan members in the Wang family's intelligence hall who hide their identities to gather information.

"It seems that we need to check this person carefully. Judging from his accent, he is from Yunyou Prefecture. He should be active in Yunyou Prefecture frequently."

Wang Tianwen has served in Wanxian Division for many years and has a delicate mind.

There is another third-level demon python operating in Yunyou State as a spiritual beast. Based on these two points alone, Wang Tianwen can find out the other party's true identity.

To be cautious, Wang Tianwen stayed in the cave for a day, meditating and adjusting his breath, and then left the place the next day.

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Donghuang, Qinglian Villa.

In the meeting hall, Wang Qingshan sat in the main seat, and a dozen clan elders sat on both sides, with different expressions on their faces.

This was the first time for many of them to see Wang Qingshan. Before Qinglian Villa was rebuilt, they were scattered in various places.

"Old Ancestor, there are 2,735 people in our family in the Eastern Wasteland, one in the Nascent Soul stage, five in the Core Formation stage, and 235 in the Foundation Establishment stage."

This is only official information. In fact, the Wang family has more than 3,000 immortal cultivators in the Eastern Wasteland. Most of the clan members are gathered at Qinglian Villa in Wei State, and other clan members are scattered in various places. This is to avoid being taken over by the enemy.

These tribesmen have been independent for too long, and their sense of belonging to the family has weakened a lot. Wang Qingshan wants to strengthen their sense of belonging. First, he must start with the younger generation, and secondly, with these older tribesmen. They have Yuanying monks as their backers. They are overjoyed. , but there is no rejection. After all, they only develop in a scattered way, and the family still provides them with a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals every year.

The Wang family has a total of 20,000 immortal cultivators in the South China Sea. The reason why there are so many immortal cultivators is that half of them are monks with foreign surnames. In addition, the resources for cultivating immortals in the South China Sea are rich, and they have ample food and clothing. The tribes are multiplying very quickly in the South China Sea. Like the people of Donghuang, the Wang family does not control any resources for cultivating immortals in Donghuang. They only occupy a small area and a few shops. It is very difficult to support thousands of monks.

"Ancestor, we have fifty-two stores, mainly concentrated in Qinglianfang City. We don't have any stores in other large cities."

"We currently have five hundred green-scaled horses, seventy-eight second-level green-scaled horses, and one thousand, three hundred and seventy-five double-eyed rats."

"Ancestor, our family currently produces 1,356 puppet beasts a year, most of which are second-level puppet beasts. Third-level puppet beasts cannot be refined yet."

There are not many weapon refiners in the clan who can refine third-level puppet beasts. Except for Wang Qingqing and Wang Qiuxin, other clan members cannot refine third-level puppet beasts. It is more difficult to supply Nanhai, and they are unable to supply Donghuang.

Wang Qingshan is currently only integrating the power of the Wang family in the Eastern Wilderness. Qinglian Villa is being rebuilt. Many things have just started. The huge resources for cultivating immortals needed for the development of Qinglian Villa are mainly provided by Qinglian Island. The family's power in northern Xinjiang is even weaker. There is no time to take care of Northern Xinjiang for the time being.

Wang Qingshan's eyes passed over the monks present, and he said solemnly: "Qinglian Villa will be rebuilt soon, and you need to work harder. Uncle Jiu has already said that he will send someone to deliver a batch of immortal cultivation materials. With the support of the family, Qinglian Villa will definitely Development is better.”

"Yes, ancestor."

More than a dozen tribesmen agreed in unison, their eyes wild.

"Youshan, I'll leave this to you. If you have something that can't be solved, you can ask Baihua Sect for help. Baihua Sect is a branch of Wanhua Sect. If it doesn't work, teleport to Lingbi Island and ask Taiyi Immortal Sect for help. "

Wang Qingshan told Wang Youshan that although the chance of the murderer attacking the Wang family again was very low, the Wang family still had to be prepared.

With the Taiyi Immortal Sect, Wanhua Sect, and Tang Family taking care of him, if the murderer really wanted to take action, he would be wary.

"Yes, ancestor."

Wang Youshan agreed repeatedly with a firm look on her face.

She knows very well what it means to be the head of Qinglian Villa. Risks and opportunities coexist. If you do well, the family will definitely reward you. If you are unlucky, you will die.

Wang Qingshan gave a few instructions, left the meeting hall, and came to a spacious bluestone square. Hundreds of monks had been waiting for a long time. Wang Yingjie was mixed in the crowd.

Wang Qingshan took out a palm-sized green flying boat and inserted a magic formula into it. It grew to more than thirty feet long and was covered in green. It carried Wang Yingjie and hundreds of other monks out of Qinglian Villa and disappeared into the horizon.