Rise of Qinglian

"This little guy has been spoiled by his husband and has no good food to eat. Naturally, he has set his sights on the Tianlan Sect's elixir garden."

Wang Ruyan said with a smile that there were tens of thousands of Tianlan Sect's elixir gardens distributed all over the place. The double-eyed rat had always been pampered, eating when it woke up and sleeping when it was full. It lost contact with Wang Changsheng and suddenly lost its food source. It is understandable that it attacked Tianlan Sect's spiritual medicine garden.

"Senior Wang, this spiritual rat could be promoted to the fourth level because it has the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Rat."

Huang Fugui said in a flattering tone that the Sky-Swallowing Rat is a very rare monster. Just by listening to its name, you can tell how powerful this spirit rat is. It can swallow even the sky.

There are very few high-level rat demons, and the most famous among the rat demons is the Sky-Swallowing Rat.

"It doesn't have the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Rat. It just ate a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures before it was lucky enough to advance to the fourth level. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's find a place to avoid the limelight first, and wait for its injury to recover. Then take us to find Fellow Taoist Fu."

With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's secret, the flying snow boat turned into a streak of white light and flew towards the distance.

Three days later, Wang Changsheng and his party gathered in an underground cave located 50,000 feet underground. There were more than a dozen independent simple stone chambers in the cave.

The runes on the stone wall were flashing, and it was obvious that a restriction had been placed. Unless a god-forming monk used his divine sense to explore the ground, their existence would not be discovered at all.

"Let's hide here for a while and let the double-eyed rat heal its injuries. When it recovers, we will go find Fellow Taoist Fu. Don't run around."

Wang Changsheng ordered, and Wang Qiuming and others agreed to come down and go back to their respective residences to meditate and rest.

Wang Changsheng took out a fist-sized piece of dry blue snow crystal. He planned to refine the cold energy contained in the dry blue snow crystal to strengthen his magical powers.

The effect of Ten Thousand Years Xuan Jade is better, but Ten Thousand Years Xuan Jade is more suitable to be refined into magic weapons and worn on the body to assist in cultivation.

Not long after, traces of light blue cold air surged out from the dry blue snow crystals. The temperature nearby dropped sharply, and some blue ice shards even appeared in the void.

Dense blue runes appeared on the surface of Wang Changsheng's body, water vapor was misted, and blue cold air surged towards his body.

Soon, thin blue ice chips appeared on Wang Changsheng's body. He closed his eyes and concentrated on refining the cold air.

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Qianhu Realm, a black palace floating in the sky.

The surface of the palace is engraved with a large number of patterns of demons and monsters, and the plaque reads "Jusheng Palace" in three golden characters.

Four men and one woman were discussing something, and Ouyang Yu was also inside.

An old man in gray robes with thin cheeks, a square face and small eyes sat in the main seat. Judging from the huge spiritual pressure he exuded, he was clearly a monk in the middle stage of spiritual transformation.

Zhao Qianfeng was born in Xuanfu Palace, one of the most powerful forces in the demon world.

"I have let that guy named Situ Mei go. I have made an agreement with her. As long as she does things for us, we can use the real demon energy to imbue her body and help her become a demon. The premise is that she wants to Make it through.”

Ouyang Yu said solemnly.

She captured a monk named Situ Mei and surrendered him effortlessly.

"If she can help us find True Lord Qian Gourd, we can help her imbue her with the true devil's energy. We have too few people."

Zhao Qianfeng sighed.

"There is nothing we can do about this. If the demon world hadn't been in chaos and many saint ancestors fought, we wouldn't have accidentally broken into the interface channel and ran to the lower world. If we could communicate with the demon world, why would we plant the demon tree and force thousands of people to do it? The Hujie monks have changed to practicing demonic arts! Wouldn’t it be better to just kill all the spiritual cultivators and let us demons take over?”

Ouyang Yu sighed.

Generally speaking, high-interface monks cannot go to low-interface interfaces. There are exceptions, but this situation is particularly rare. They accidentally break into the interface channel and fall to the lower world. If they want to return to the demon world, they must either build a flying magic platform or practice to the level of transformation. God's later stage.

The Qianhu Realm is an interface controlled by spiritual cultivation. There is no material to build the Flying Demon Platform at all, and they do not have the materials to build the Flying Demon Platform. As a result, they can only improve their cultivation through hard training, but the Qianhu Realm is full of Spiritual energy is not demonic energy.

Spiritual energy and demonic energy are two mutually exclusive energies. There is no demonic energy in Qianhu Realm. They can only plant demon trees and slowly improve the environment of Qianhu Realm. Firstly, they can increase their cultivation speed, and secondly, they can assimilate Qianhu Realm. Realm monks to reduce their resistance.

"I don't know what the situation in the demon world is like. Holy Lord Qianguang and the others actually teamed up to deal with the Xuanfu Holy Ancestor. I don't know if the Xuanfu Palace will still be there when we return to the demon world."

Zhao Qianfeng frowned.

"I firmly believe that Saint Ancestor Xuanfu can win. He is proficient in the art of talisman and seal script, and his talisman skills are unparalleled. Saint Ancestor Qianguang's strength ranks among the top ten among the saints in the demon world. They have to join forces to deal with Saint Ancestor Xuanfu. It can be seen that they How afraid of the Holy Master Xuanfu."

Ouyang Yu said proudly, with admiration on his face.

Strictly speaking, they are all subordinates of Xuanfu Saint Ancestor, and they have a mutually prosperous relationship with Xuanfu Saint Ancestor.

"We will wait until we return to the Demon Realm. We will first kill True Lord Qianhu. If we get rid of this person, no one in the Qianhu Realm will be our opponent, and spiritual practice will not become a climate. As for the Dongli Realm that Situ Mei mentioned, wait until we After completely controlling the Qianhu Realm, as long as I can return to the Demon Realm, I can do anything."

Zhao Ganfeng's eyes were firm and murderous.

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The Jinfeng Mountain Range is located in the northeast of Qianhu Realm and stretches for millions of miles.

The aura here is weak and few monks come here. A ray of yellow light pierced the sky and fell in a desolate valley. The yellow light was a short, fat, pot-bellied young man in a yellow shirt. The young man in the yellow shirt had a round face and small eyes, and an amiable appearance.

The valley was covered with weeds, and there was a cave not far away that was about ten feet in size. The young man in yellow shirt strode into it.

The cave was dry and dark. After walking more than a hundred steps, a simple grotto over a hundred feet in size appeared in front of him.

The young man in yellow shirt took out a light yellow token, and after injecting mana into it, the yellow token blurred and suddenly turned into a cyan gourd.

He pressed the cyan gourd against an uneven stone wall, and the cyan gourd suddenly emitted a bright blue light. The stone wall suddenly lit up with countless cyan runes, and a cyan light door about ten feet in size appeared on the stone wall, and a pure spiritual energy spread wildly. gush out.

This is the entrance to the Qinghu Secret Realm and the hiding place of Qianhu Zhenjun.

The young man in yellow shirt put away the cyan gourd and turned into a ray of light and flew into the cyan light door. The light door closed automatically and returned to normal.

Behind the blue light door is a space full of spiritual energy, with strange flowers and grass everywhere, ancient trees and strange vines. The young man in yellow shirt landed in front of a light blue palace. The surface of the green palace was covered with a large number of gourd vines, which looked a bit dilapidated.

With a "creak" sound, the palace door opened automatically.

The young man in yellow shirt strode in. The hall was spacious and bright, with many tables and chairs. An old man in green robe with a rosy face sat on the main seat. The old man in green robe had a mustache, a kind face, and tied a seven-year-old man with a seven-color robe around his waist. A mini gourd with no mana fluctuations on it.

The old man in green robe is really Qianhu Zhenjun. He has cultivation in the middle stage of becoming a god. He possesses a Qianmu spirit body. He is apprenticed to the god-transformation monk Qingfeng Zhenjun. He is the number one genius in the Qianhu world. He was promoted to Huashan at the age of 350. In the divine period, the arrival of the demons destroyed everything he owned.

He led the Qianhu Realm monks to fight against the demons and achieved great results. However, in the decisive battle, he was plotted against by the opponent and was seriously injured. He has only recovered to this day.