Rise of Qinglian

In the early morning of the second day, the sky was just getting dark, and a scorching sun slowly rose from where the sea and the sky met. The warm sunlight penetrated the morning glow and cast a burst of sparkling light on the sea surface.

The sun shines on Qinglian Island, as if it is covered with a golden robe.

In a hundred-acre bluestone square, hundreds of monks from the Wang family gathered together. They were all wearing red robes, with a red cauldron pattern embroidered on the left side of their chests, which was the symbol of an alchemist.

These hundreds of monks are all alchemists, most of them are first-level alchemists.

In the center of the bluestone square, there is a circular platform more than ten feet in size, with a light blue futon placed on it. All the monks looked at the circular platform and whispered.

A ray of red light pierced the sky and quickly landed on the circular high platform.

The light faded, revealing a man in red robe with white hair, it was Wang Qingqi.

His life was running out, so before he passed away, he tried his best to teach his descendants how to make alchemy. Most of the hundreds of alchemists present were brought out by him personally.

Wang Qingqi looked at the many clan members with a look of relief on his face. He could train so many alchemists for his family and he would have no regrets in his life.

"My grandson pays homage to his ancestors."

Hundreds of clan members stood up one after another, bowed and saluted, and said in unison, their voices echoing in Qingshi Square.

Wang Qingqi sat down on the green futon and said in a deep voice: "Today I will continue to talk about the method of alchemy. You should listen carefully. Today I will talk about the techniques and precautions for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill."

Logically speaking, he does not need to tell the Qi Refining monks about refining the Foundation Establishment Pill. Only a very small number of alchemists can refine the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Wang Qingqi also wanted to take this opportunity to discover potential talents and find a successor. Wang Changjie's alchemy skills were good, but he only regarded alchemy as a skill. With Wang Changjie's seniority and qualifications, he could not waste too much time on alchemy. , Wang Qingqi can only look for a needle in a haystack, looking for a clan member who is obsessed with alchemy, so that the Wang family can continuously have high-level alchemists.

He talked about the techniques and precautions for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill in great detail.

He lectured for three hours, and hundreds of monks listened mesmerized. Wang Qingqi was the alchemist with the highest level of alchemy in the clan. Wang Qingqi gave a lecture, which was rare.

"Boom!"

A huge thunder sounded, covering up Wang Qingqi's voice.

Wang Qingqi frowned. There were dark clouds in the sky, and a huge tsunami sounded. The sea water rolled violently, setting off huge waves more than a hundred feet high, and strong winds rose.

"What's this?"

Wang Qingqi was slightly startled. If he remembered correctly, there was no one of the right age in the clan who was trying to reach the Nascent Soul Stage.

Before he could figure out what was going on, there was another loud thunder, and a larger dark cloud appeared in the other direction. The two dark clouds were hundreds of miles apart.

The sea near Qinglian Island rolled violently, setting off huge waves and strong winds. The Wang family monk who was flying with his weapon swayed left and right and almost fell from the sky.

The changes in the aura of heaven and earth aroused Wang Qingshan's idea.

Wang Qingshan rushed out of his residence immediately, staring solemnly at the two dark clouds in the sky, confused.

A loud roar of a dragon sounded in the sky, spreading throughout the small half of Qinglian Island. Then, a clear and loud cry of phoenix sounded, and the roar of dragons and phoenixes merged.

"Ice wind dragon! Thunder Phoenix!"

Wang Qingshan suddenly realized that it turned out that they were attacking the fourth level, and the noise was too loud!

He can also understand that the Ice Wind Dragon and the Thunder Phoenix are not ordinary spiritual beasts. They attack the fourth level and make a lot of noise, which is not surprising.

A green light flew from a distance, and soon it landed near Wang Qingshan. The light disappeared, revealing Wang Qingling's figure.

Wang Qingling has been practicing hard for decades and is still in the early stage of Nascent Soul. If he wants to go further in the Nascent Soul stage, it will be extremely difficult.

If the ice wind dragon hadn't caused the lightning disaster, it wouldn't have alarmed her.

"Ten sisters, you are out of seclusion."

Wang Qingshan smiled slightly when he saw Wang Qingling.

"Xiao Bai caused a thunderstorm. I wonder if it can advance to the fourth level. By the way, nothing happened during my retreat!"

Wang Qingling stared at a thundercloud high in the sky and asked casually.

Wang Qingshan briefly talked about the invasion of Tianlan Realm. Wang Qingling frowned. She did not expect that such a big thing happened during her retreat.

"Uncle Ninth and Aunt Nine went to Tianlan Realm? With their magical powers, they should be fine."

As soon as Wang Qingling finished speaking, a huge thunder sounded from high in the sky, and a silver lightning as thick as an adult's arm struck down.

A loud dragon roar sounded, and the ice wind dragon flew out from Bailing Peak, hovering high in the sky.

The silver lightning struck its body, just like being tickled, and it was not afraid at all.

"This guy is so naughty."

Wang Qingling frowned, her eyes full of worry.

On the other side, a thick silver lightning flew out of the thundercloud and struck downwards.

A phoenix cry resounded throughout the world. The thunder phoenix spread its wings and flew high to the top of a towering tree. It spread its wings and countless silver arcs emerged from its body.

Silver lightning struck its body, and it made bursts of piercing phoenix sounds, its wings flapping non-stop.

"Tenth sister, what's going on? Is this the case for all fourth-level spirit beasts?"

Wang Qingshan was slightly stunned and asked curiously.

"That's not true. They seem to be cheering each other up and cheering each other up, which is strange."

Wang Qingling held her chin with one hand, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

She brought up the Ice Wind Jiao, and the same goes for the Thunder Phoenix. After going back and forth, they became familiar with each other.

A rumbling roar sounded, two dark clouds rolled violently, and thick silver lightning shot out, accurately hitting the Thunder Phoenix and Ice Wind Dragon.

At first, they cheered each other up, but thunder tribulation is no joke. After being struck by lightning seven or eight times, they became more honest.

The ice wind dragon's huge body crashed into a lake, causing a large splash of water.

It sprayed out a vast white cold air, and the ice lake instantly froze. Countless white cold air emerged from its body surface, turning into thick ice armor to protect its whole body.

Several rays of silver lightning struck the Ice Wind Jiao's body, and the ice suddenly burst. But soon, a large amount of white cold air emerged from the Ice Wind Jiao's body, and a piece of thick ice armor appeared again.

Countless silver arcs of electricity emerged from the surface of Lei Feng's body, its wings flapped non-stop, strong winds sprang up, and several rays of silver lightning struck its body. More than a dozen of its feathers were scorched black, some blood stains could be vaguely seen, and its aura was quite sluggish. .

The rumble of thunder continued, two groups of dark clouds rolled violently, and thick silver lightning struck down with astonishing force.

Wang Qingling's face was full of sorrow. The ice wind dragon could only rely on himself to attack the fourth level. He would either succeed in advancing to the fourth level or die. The fourth level was also a threshold for spiritual beasts.