Rise of Qinglian

A piece of light blue glow floated out, and the water vapor was misty.

There is a piece of light blue ore in the Qinglian Fortune Cauldron. Dots of blue light emerge from the void, turning into traces of water aura and gathering towards the Qinglian Fortune Cauldron.

"As expected, it worked."

Wang Changsheng said to himself, his eyes full of joy.

The blue ore is Sea Soul Jade. More than ten years ago, Wang Yingjie came back from northern Xinjiang and got a piece of contaminated Sea Soul Jade. Wang Changsheng has been putting it in the Qinglian Fortune Cauldron for purification.

If the Qinglian Fortune Cauldron wants to purify the refining materials, it needs to absorb enough spiritual energy. After absorbing enough spiritual energy, the green lotus pattern on the tripod will brighten. With spiritual energy as energy, the Qinglian Fortune Cauldron will slowly purify the refining materials and separate them. The process of removing impurities is relatively slow.

Sea Soul Jade is a top-quality water-based weapon refining material. If Jin Gang Glazed Jade can be purified and coupled with Ten Thousand Years Xuan Jade, Wang Changsheng can try to refine spiritual treasures.

He obtained the weapon refining experience from the high-level monks in the spirit world. After being trapped in the Immortal Burial Sea for forty years, he has been refining the weapon and his level of weapon refining has improved a lot.

With the materials, he can refine the spiritual treasure.

He put away the Sea Soul Jade, put the Golden Gang Glazed Jade into the Green Lotus Fortune Cauldron, pressed his hands on the Green Lotus Fortune Cauldron, and injected mana into it.

Soon, the green lotus pattern on the surface of the Green Lotus Creation Cauldron slowly brightened. Half a quarter of an hour later, the green lotus bloomed with dazzling green light, and Wang Changsheng's face turned slightly pale.

The more seriously polluted the materials purified by the Qinglian Fortune Cauldron are, the more spiritual energy is needed.

Wang Changsheng closed the top cover and put away the Green Lotus Fortune Cauldron. With enough spiritual energy to support it, the Green Lotus Fortune Cauldron would slowly purify the refining materials.

"Husband, do you think it was Lei Yiming from Jiuyou Sect who rescued Situ Mei?"

Wang Ruyan asked curiously. More than a hundred years ago, Lei Yiming was already in the middle stage of Yuanying. It is not surprising that he is now in the late stage of Yuanying.

"He has this motive for committing the crime, but I don't think he has the strength. The person who rescued Situ Mei probably knew where Situ Mei was hiding, or met him halfway. It's impossible for Lei Yiming to come all the way to the Central Plains. I met Situ Mei and was being chased."

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, after the Hundred Immortals Conference is over, they will go to the Eastern Wasteland to meet the head of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and then return to the South China Sea to practice with peace of mind and retreat to the late Nascent Soul stage.

"That's right. Situ Mei has become a public enemy in the Dongli Realm. I think there is no place for her in the Dongli Realm. The person who rescued Situ Mei must not be a good guy. Maybe he is the Heavenly Demon Sect of the Great Qin Dynasty."

Wang Changsheng disapproved and said: "Ignore her, Situ Mei was seriously injured and it will take hundreds of years to recover. There is no hope for her. It would be better if she attacked the Sun and Moon Palace before she died and severely damaged the vitality of the Sun and Moon Palace."

Situ Mei transformed into Zhang Wuchen. Wang Changsheng had been in contact with Zhang Wuchen for a while and knew her character.

Based on his understanding of Situ Mei, if Situ Mei doesn't live long, he will definitely take revenge on the Sun and Moon Palace before he dies. This is what Wang Changsheng hopes to see most.

They promised the great elder Nangong Miao to rebuild the Zhenhaizong. If they could not do it, they would be in a bad mood. There were a lot of treasures left in the Zhenhaizong ruins, and they benefited a lot.

"It's hard to say, things are unpredictable. Regardless of whether Situ Mei dies or not, after we meet Zhang Zhanfeng, we will return to Qinglian Island to practice! We will attack the late Nascent Soul stage with all our strength."

Wang Ruyan said seriously, with a firm expression.

During this trip, she saw the miserable state of mortals, and she couldn't help but think of herself and her family. If they didn't practice hard, their fate might not be much better than that of mortals when the catastrophe came.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said nothing more.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were sitting cross-legged on the futon, with their hands leaning against each other. A burst of blue light lit up almost simultaneously on their bodies. Dots of blue light suddenly appeared in the room, turning into wisps of pure water aura.

Three days passed quickly.

On this day, a transmission note flew in and landed in front of Wang Changsheng.

The blue light on Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's body surface dissipated. Wang Changsheng crushed the transmission note, and Wang Tianwen's excited voice suddenly sounded: "Uncle Zeng, the senior god-former of the Yan Dynasty is preaching for seven days. Come out quickly, don't miss this time. Chance."

"The monk transforming the gods is preaching?"

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were both a little surprised. They understood when they thought that the catastrophe was coming.

Now that they know that the catastrophe is coming, the human race's god-transforming monks will definitely train more masters. The Yan Dynasty held a conference of hundreds of immortals, attracting a large number of monks to participate. The god-transforming monks preached, probably hoping to train more masters. If Wang Changsheng A monk who transforms into gods will do the same thing.

The cultivator of the Transformation God preached, "It's rare to meet someone but not to ask for them." They didn't dare to neglect and left their residence immediately.

When they walked out of the green attic, they immediately saw an excited Wang Tianwen.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and every monk's footsteps were in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry to go somewhere.

"Tianwen, lead the way! It's rare for a monk who transforms into a god to preach."

Wang Changsheng ordered, looking excited.

Wang Tianwen responded and led the way, followed closely by Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

Half a quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the top of the mountain, a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 acres. In the center of the square was a circular stone platform more than ten feet in size. An old man in a white robe sat cross-legged on the circular stone platform. , the old man had a goatee and was full of energy, without any fluctuations in mana.

The ground is paved with some kind of blue stone slabs, and each stone slab is engraved with a large number of mysterious runes, which are faintly visible.

Master Haoyu and other Nascent Soul cultivators sit at the front. The higher the level of cultivation, the closer the position is to the front.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, Mrs. Wang, there is an empty seat here, specially reserved for you."

Zhou Ningshuang sent a message to Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, and they immediately walked towards Zhou Ningshuang.

They bowed to the old man in white robe and then sat down on the futon.

Wang Tianwen sat in the middle, looking excited.

Monks arrived one after another, from Nascent Soul to Qi Refining.

Half a day later, Qingshi Square was filled with monks, including tens of thousands of immortal cultivators.

"Clang clang clang!"

A melodious bell rang, and all the monks' faces straightened, and they all looked at the old man in white robes.

"I, Zhou Xingguo, coincides with the Hundred Immortals Conference. I would like to tell you about my experience of cultivating Taoism for thousands of years. I hope it will be helpful to you. I hope you can contribute to Dongli Realm in the future."

The old man in white robe gave a brief introduction and began to preach: "I was born in a royal family and started practicing under the guidance of my elders..."

Zhou Xingguo talked about his own experience, interspersed with some cultivation experiences.

The monks held their breath and listened attentively, for fear of missing a word.

When the cultivator of the Transformation God preaches, not to mention the cultivator of Qi Refining, even the Yuanying cultivator may not be able to listen to the sermon of the cultivator of the Transformation Spirit.

If they had not traveled to the world of immortal cultivation in the Central Plains, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan would not have had the opportunity to listen to the sermons of the monk Huashen. This was a chance.

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