Rise of Qinglian

Northern Xinjiang, Jinquefang City.

Jinquefang City is a medium-sized city managed by three immortal cultivating families.

Chen Le is a Qi Refining monk. He is a casual cultivator. He makes a living by hunting monsters. His spiritual weapons are often damaged and he is reluctant to replace them with new ones. He usually repairs them and only replaces them when they are no longer useful. New, no choice, money is tight.

On this day, he was wandering on the street. There were many good things in the shops on both sides of the street, but he couldn't afford most of them.

Chen Le came to a three-story green pavilion with three golden characters "Lingbing Pavilion" written on the plaque. This was a weapons store.

Chen Le walked in. After a while, Chen Le walked out with a face full of disappointment.

"The asking price is too high. I need to save some spiritual stones and buy a few talismans. I will set out to hunt monsters in a while."

Chen Le talked to himself, shook his head, and walked forward.

He visited more than a dozen weapons stores. Some weapons stores charged too high prices, some stores did not do his business at all, some stores were not of good quality, and some stores took ten days and a half to repair.

Unconsciously, the sky darkened, and the streets were crowded and very lively.

"Hey, Qingliantang, is it a newly opened weapons store?"

Chen Le stood at the door of a small shop. The shop was not big. The shop owner was a tall young man in a blue shirt. Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual energy, he was a Qi refining monk. There were some spiritual weapons placed in the shop, and they were not of a high level. .

He mustered up his courage and walked in.

"Repair the spiritual weapon?"

As Chen Le spoke, he took out a cyan flying knife with no handle and two gaps on the blade.

The young man in blue shirt nodded and said: "Of course, the new store will be opened, fifteen spiritual stones."

"When can I get the goods?"

Chen Le asked, fifteen spiritual stones are not expensive.

"There's not much business in the store. I'll repair it for you right now. I can get the goods in just a cup of tea."

The young man in blue shirt said with a smile.

Chen Le looked happy and said, "Okay, please."

The young man in blue shirt shouted: "Madam, come out and take a look at the shop, there are customers."

Soon, a young woman in blue dress with picturesque features walked out of the backyard. The young man in blue shirt and the young woman in blue dress were Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. They had experienced the life of mortals, and now they were experiencing the life of low-level monks.

Wang Changsheng walked into the backyard carrying a cyan flying knife, and Wang Ruyan chatted with Chen Le.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng walked out, holding a shining blue flying knife in his hand.

Chen Le's eyes widened. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought he had bought a new spiritual weapon.

"My lord, Chen Le, haven't you asked fellow Taoist how to address me?"

Chen Le asked politely.

"My surname is Wang, and this is my wife."

Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

"It turns out to be shopkeeper Wang. These are fifteen spiritual stones. I will buy spiritual weapons from you in the future. If the quality is good, I will recommend it to my companions."

Chen Le paid off the spirit stones and left happily.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan looked at each other and smiled, but neither of them said anything.

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Five years later, Qinglian Hall.

Wang Changsheng was holding a thick ancient book and reading it with gusto. Chen Le strode in with a terrifying scar on his face and his left arm missing.

"Shopkeeper Wang, have you refined what I want?"

Chen Le asked. He had been buying spiritual weapons from Qinglian Hall in the past few years. The quality of Qinglian Hall's spiritual weapons was very good. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper was not in the Qi refining stage and could only refine the spiritual weapons.

Wang Changsheng smiled and nodded, took out three light red beads and said: "I refined them using a secret method. Each one is comparable to a blow from a foundation-building monk. Fellow Daoist Chen should use it with caution. This is a one-time use item. .”

"Don't worry, I know what's going on. Thank you very much, Shopkeeper Wang."

Chen Le paid off the spirit stones and left with three red beads.

Wang Ruyan walked out of the backyard. She looked at Chen Le's leaving figure, sighed softly, and said, "I don't know if he can come back alive."

Qingliantang sells spiritual weapons and talismans with good quality, attracting many Qi refining monks. Over time, they have a group of loyal repeat customers. However, some repeat customers suddenly disappeared. Before they disappeared, they all followed Qingliantang. After purchasing a batch of magic weapons, I naturally went to hunt monsters.

Some Qi refining monks return home after being seriously injured. They can no longer hunt monsters and beasts. They no longer pursue the path to immortality. They marry wives and have children, and live an ordinary life. If the next generation has poor qualifications, they can only repeat their old path. Some good qualifications Monks can join the sect.

The life of low-level monks is not easy, especially for casual cultivators. There are too few who can get ahead. In the past five years, their regular customers have changed one after another.

"Cultivation as an immortal is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. This is his choice. Others can't help him. If he wants to go further on the path to immortality, he can only rely on himself."

Wang Changsheng sighed and said that his words were also meant for Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan nodded thoughtfully and said nothing.

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One year later, Qinglian Hall.

Wang Changsheng was chatting with Wang Ruyan when Chen Le strode in. His aura was much stronger than before, and he suddenly entered the foundation building stage.

"Fellow Daoist Chen... No, Senior Chen, long time no see, I asked you why you don't come to our Qinglian Hall. It turns out that you have been promoted to the foundation building stage. Congratulations!"

Wang Changsheng smiled and congratulated.

"Thanks to the spiritual weapon that Shopkeeper Wang sold me, otherwise I might not have been able to survive, let alone advance to the foundation building stage."

Chen Le expressed his gratitude. He changed the topic and said: "I have joined the Sun family. Are you interested in working for the Sun family? With your level of weapon refining and talisman making, I will speak for you. You will definitely join the Sun family. Sun There are three Pill-forming Ancestors in our family, so it will be easier for you to join the Sun family to build the foundation."

"Thank you, Senior Chen, for your kindness. We appreciate it."

Wang Changsheng declined politely.

Chen Le tried to persuade him again and again, but Wang Changsheng still refused.

"Okay! If you have thought it through, you can contact me at any time and say goodbye."

Chen Yile said goodbye and left.

"He has taken the wrong path. It is okay to rely on others when you are weak. If you only think about relying on others, you will not achieve anything."

Wang Changsheng commented.

Wang Ruyan nodded and said: "Everyone has his or her own path, and the path is different. As long as the end point is the same, it still depends on how he goes. If he makes a mistake, he can change back. I'm afraid he will insist on going his own way and make mistakes along the way."

Half a year later, a conflict broke out between the Sun family and another force, and Chen Le died in that conflict.

Qingliantang then closed its doors, and over time, other monks forgot about the small shop Qingliantang.

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South China Sea, Golden Ou Sea Area.

A giant blue turtle that is more than a hundred feet long is floating on the sea. The head of the giant turtle looks like a unicorn. It is the lin turtle.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were sitting on Lingui's back. Wang Ruyan was playing music, and waves of melodious piano sounds were heard. Wang Changsheng was holding a thick ancient scroll in his hand, reading it with gusto, and beside him was a beautiful cyan From the incense burner, wisps of faint sandalwood drifted out.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan have been traveling in the Dongli Realm for more than 20 years. They have traveled to the Eastern Wasteland, the Central Plains, the Northern Xinjiang and the Western Desert. They have experienced different lives. They have identities such as mortals, knights, businessmen, and young monks. They have good feelings. many.

During this period, Wang Changsheng had taken fifth-level dragon essence and golden marrow bone forging pill, and his physical body had been further strengthened.

According to Qi Ling, the purpose of the Golden Marrow Bone Forging Pill is to allow him to drive the Nine Dragon Drums, which can only be driven by physical cultivation.

The speed of the Lingui was not very fast. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sat on its back as if they were walking on flat ground.

After a while, the sound of the piano became urgent and filled with a chilling air.

Wang Changsheng turned to look at Wang Ruyan. He found that Wang Ruyan had closed her eyes and her brows were furrowed.

The sound of the piano becomes more and more urgent, which makes people feel excited and want to fight with the enemy immediately.

Wang Changsheng thought, and Lingui stopped.

He flicked his sleeves, and eighteen Dinghai Pearls flew out, turning into eighteen blue lights and flying towards the surroundings.

As soon as he pinched the magic technique, a rumbling roar sounded, and the sea surface suddenly exploded. With Lingui as the center, thick blue water columns rushed up on the sea surface with a radius of three hundred miles. There were as many as eighteen, ten Eight blue water pillars rushed high into the sky, gathered together, and turned into a thick blue water curtain, covering an area of ​​300 miles.

"No one is allowed to come near this place, and violators will be severely punished."

Wang Changsheng's voice rang high in the sky and could be heard clearly from thousands of miles away.

Wang Ruyan's eyes were closed tightly, and her face was a little livid, as if she had encountered something that made her very angry.

Waves of blue sound waves swept out and hit the sea one after another. The sea suddenly exploded and splashed with waves.

Time passed little by little, and low-level fish monsters emerged from the sea one after another. There were no wounds on their bodies, but their internal organs were all shattered.