Rise of Qinglian

"Fairy Cailian, in this case, isn't the art of divination useless? It's all doomed anyway." Someone questioned.

Fairy Cailian smiled and said: "That's not true. For example, Fellow Daoist Sun, you are going to a secret place to hunt for treasures. I divined that you have a bad omen. In this case, if you don't go, it may be a bad sign. It may be a bad omen to go. In that case, why don't you prepare more urgently and fully before setting off? Invite a few more friends? "

"Let me talk about a Taoist friend you all know, Wuying Sanren Huang Fugui Huang. My great-grandfather calculated that he would have great luck when he left Northern Xinjiang. As long as he left Northern Xinjiang, he would have great luck wherever he went. This is the general trend."

Huang Fugui was greedy for life and afraid of death, so the outside world gave him a Taoist nickname. Called Wuying Sanren, it means he can run fast.

What's more, they told him to run away when in danger and run faster than anyone else. When he met a monk of the same level, Huang Fugui would immediately give in, no matter who was right or wrong.

Huang Fugui's escape speed is extremely fast, and he rarely dares to provoke the Yuanying monks from the sect, so there is no force to embarrass him.

Wang Qingshan chuckled. He had spent some time with Huang Fugui. Apart from being a little greedy for money and a little afraid of death, Huang Fugui was not annoying at all.

There is a certain reason why Huang Fugui could have a baby as a casual cultivator. At least in Donghuang, there are no casual cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.

"Speaking of the South China Sea, I remembered it. I heard that Zhou Sihong appeared in the South China Sea and received a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure. Fellow Daoist Wang, is there such a thing?"

Master Tianfu asked curiously, Fuzhuan is the foundation of the Holy Fu Palace. There are three treasures that can suppress the sect, but there is no spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.

All the monks looked towards Wang Qingshan. They had all heard about this incident, but there was no way to verify it.

The South China Sea and the Northern Xinjiang are separated by billions of miles. Many things in the South China Sea's Immortal Realm are spread to the Northern Xinjiang's Immortal Realm several years ago. Sometimes they are just rumors.

There is an Immortal Suppressing Tower in the South China Sea, which contains a large number of magical treasures, and even heaven-reaching spiritual treasures. However, many immortal cultivators only heard about it, and Tianfu Zhenren is no exception.

"There is such a thing. The Immortal-Suppressing Tower does have a magical treasure that reaches the sky. I have seen this with my own eyes."

Wang Qingshan nodded and told what happened in detail.

"Hasn't Zhou Sihong been executed yet? This person has always been at large?"

Fairy Cailian said with some confusion, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity.

If Zhou Sihong opens the space passage to the Demon Realm, it will be a disaster for the entire Dongli Realm. Who can stop Zhou Sihong is a person of great luck. Fairy Cailian, who practices divination, firmly believes in it.

Wang Qingshan smiled bitterly and said: "He has a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure in his hand. No one can stop him unless the cultivator takes action. This man has been seriously injured. The ten major sects and the ten major immortal cultivating families are all looking for Zhou Sihong. He He definitely can’t escape, it’s only a matter of time before he’s executed.”

Regardless of the fact that Zhou Sihong might open a space rift, he possesses a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, which has been seen by the top leaders of the human and demon clans. Based on this alone, it is impossible for Zhou Sihong to leave the South China Sea alive. It is only a matter of time before Zhou Sihong is killed.

"Hey, Tongtian Lingbao, it would be great if that Tongtian Lingbao fell into my hands."

An old man in yellow robe with a big belly laughed and said with envy on his face.

"If you want the Heaven-Towering Spiritual Treasure, you might as well try your luck at the Puppet Emperor's Tomb. Maybe you can get the Puppet Emperor's legacy. When the Puppet Emperor unified the world of cultivating immortals in Northern Xinjiang, he refined several Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasures. Nine You Zong has one, Sanyan Palace has one, and the rest are probably in the Tomb of the Puppet Emperor."

Wuchang joked with a smile.

After the Puppet Emperor unified the world of cultivating immortals in Northern Xinjiang, she suddenly disappeared. Her disciples and disciples had internal strife, which gave rise to ten sects. The founders of the ten sects chose a place, placed heavy restrictions, and built a tomb for the Puppet Emperor, naming it the Puppet Emperor Tomb. , prohibiting any monks from breaking into the Tomb of the Puppet Emperor.

Time has passed, and there are still seven sects founded by the disciples of the Puppet Emperor. The Tomb of the Puppet Emperor is still protected by people from the ten sects, and other monks are strictly prohibited from breaking into the Tomb of the Puppet Emperor.

Even so, some high-level monks still had the idea of ​​​​breaking into the Emperor's Tomb, thinking that there was a magical treasure inside, so they broke in privately.

"You don't dare to break into the Puppet Emperor's Tomb even if you give me ten nerves! If I do this, I'm afraid Master Tianfu won't let me go."

The old man in yellow robe said with a bitter smile, "The bark of the human shadow tree, the Puppet Emperor has disappeared in the long river of history. Jiuyou Sect, Sanyan Palace, and Shengfu Palace all claim to be the sects that have inherited the Puppet Emperor's inheritance. Which monk Anyone who dares to break into the Tomb of the Puppet Emperor is provoking the three major sects of Jiuyou Sect, Sanyan Palace and Holy Talisman Palace.

Everyone laughed without saying a word and raised their glasses to drink.

An hour later, the banquet dispersed and the guests left one after another. Master Tianfu repeatedly asked to stay, so Wang Qingshan and Fairy Cailian temporarily stayed in Shengfu Palace.

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The Wandu Mountain Range is located in the northern part of Northern Xinjiang and stretches for tens of thousands of miles. There is a golden stone tablet more than a hundred feet high on the outside of the mountain range. On the stone tablet is engraved three silver characters of "Puppet Emperor Tomb", and next to it is a line of small words: trespassers will be killed. No forgiveness.

The Tomb of the Puppet Emperor is the tomb of the Puppet Emperor. Seven of the ten sects are related to the Puppet Emperor. Among them, Jiuyou Sect, Sanyan Palace and Shengfu Palace all claim to be the Puppet Emperor's orthodox, and they all send people to protect the Puppet Emperor's tomb. No monks are allowed to trespass into the Tomb of the Puppet Emperor.

A group of foundation-building monks wearing uniform red shirts were patrolling. They were all sitting on the back of a huge red fire crow. The leader was a tall young woman in a red dress, with a bit of heroism between her brows.

Judging from their clothes, they were clearly disciples of the Holy Talisman Palace.

"Senior Sister Sun, the elder is celebrating his 900th birthday. We can't even drink a glass of wine. We can only patrol this place where birds don't shit. I really don't know why the Puppet Emperor's Tomb is important. Our sect has so many Monks are stationed.”

A disciple of the Holy Talisman Palace complained.

He originally thought that patrolling the Tomb of the Puppet Emperor was a good job, but after arriving, he realized that it was simply a chore.

"Shut up, how can you call the ancestor by his name like that? If Uncle Liu hears it, he will definitely not spare you. Don't say this again. I will pretend that I didn't hear it. The sect asked us to patrol here to protect the ancestors." Master, it must be reasonable, don’t talk nonsense.”

The young woman in the red dress scolded her unceremoniously, with a stern tone.

They were just foundation-building monks, so they had no right to question the sect's decision. If they were overheard by the law enforcement elders, they would definitely be severely punished. This was not what she wanted to see.

After hearing this, the reprimanded disciple did not dare to speak back.

A sudden strong wind blew up, causing their spirit bird to sway from side to side, and they almost fell off the spirit bird's back.

What none of them noticed was that a looming shadow flew into the Ten Thousand Dou Mountains and flew towards the depths of the mountains.