Rise of Qinglian

Chapter 1,782 The First Level 4 Alchemist

"Huang Fugui is also a strange person. There is no other one in the entire Dongli world."

Wang Ruyan chuckled and said, there are very few casual cultivators who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage. Most Nascent Soul cultivators are relatively strong and either join a big force or have better opportunities. Huang Fugui is the only one who is greedy for life and afraid of death. As timid as a rat, his chances couldn't be better.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "With a flying spirit treasure, Huang Paopao's title is confirmed. It doesn't matter whether we have a good relationship or refine a flying spirit treasure for him. Now we have two psychic magic weapons." , if the Jue Ling Qi dissipates, we can actually help deal with the Tianlan Sect’s God Transformation cultivators.”

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan separated. They both had their own things to do. Wang Ruyan wanted to refine fifth-level talismans and seals, and Wang Changsheng wanted to refine weapons.

Three months passed quickly.

In a secluded small courtyard with green tiles, Huang Fugui and Fairy Cailian were talking about something.

There are three copper coins and a small and exquisite turtle shell on the table, which seem to be divination tools.

"Fairy He, how are you?"

Huang Fugui asked nervously. He spent a lot of money to ask Fairy Cailian to help predict good or bad luck.

It was Master Tianyue who predicted that Huang Fugui's fortune was good. When Huang Fugui arrived in the South China Sea, he discovered the whereabouts of Zhou Sihong and obtained a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals.

"You should stay away from oceans and lakes in the future. If you are destined to make a mistake, don't go to places with abundant water sources. Deserts or land are suitable for you."

Fairy Cailian put away the divination tools and said in a deep voice.

"Stay away from oceans and lakes?"

Huang Fugui frowned. Doesn't this mean that he will leave the South China Sea immediately and head to Northern Xinjiang or Eastern Barren?

"Fairy He, can you do another fortune telling for me? Divinate my fortune for the next ten years?"

Huang Fugui's face was filled with anticipation.

"One person can only divine once. This is my rule."

Fairy Cailian shook her head and refused. She continued to predict fortunes for the same person, which had a huge backlash.

Huang Fugui smiled coquettishly and was about to say something when he took out a yellow communication disk from his arms and entered a magic formula, his eyes lit up.

"Fairy He, Senior Wang comes to see me for something, I'll take my leave first."

Huang Fugui apologized and left in a hurry.

Not long after, he appeared in a small courtyard in Qinglian Peak. Wang Changsheng was sitting on a stone bench, and Wang Mengfen stood aside.

"Senior Wang, what are your orders?"

Huang Fugui asked nervously, his eyes full of expectation.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, raised his hand, and a ray of green light flew out, turning into a light blue flying boat. There were green bird wings on each side of the flying boat. The bird wings were made of wood. Looking up from a distance, the green flying boat looked like a Like a blue crane, the green flying boat was covered with green spiritual patterns on its surface, emitting a frightening wave of spiritual energy.

The Flying Lingbao Green Wing Cross-Sea Boat is made of the Evergreen Crane Sacred Wood as its main material and a variety of wind-attribute materials.

"This is the flying spiritual treasure you want, the blue-winged sea-crossing boat."

Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

Huang Fugui's eyes were fiery and full of joy.

"Thank you, Senior Wang. Thank you, Senior Wang."

Huang Fugui thanked him repeatedly. With a flying spirit treasure in hand, he ran faster.

"You should know how precious the Flying Spirit Treasure is. You'd better not take this treasure out easily, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Wang Changsheng warned, Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingshan and Ye Haitang all have a flying spirit treasure.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingshan obtained their flying spiritual treasures from their enemies, and Ye Haitang's flying spiritual treasures came from the Immortal Town Tower.

Huang Fugui even said yes and agreed.

Wang Changsheng took out a blue jade slip, handed it to Huang Fugui, and said, "This is the material I want to collect. Please pay attention. If you get the things on it, I won't treat you badly."

Huang Fugui's treasure hunting ability is first-class, and Wang Changsheng also admires him very much.

"Senior Wang, don't worry, your matter is my junior's matter, I will handle it properly."

Huang Fugui patted his chest and agreed. He had already decided not to come to the South China Sea in the future. He wanted to stay away from the oceans and lakes. Even if he had to trade, he would trade with Wang Changsheng elsewhere.

Wang Changsheng nodded with satisfaction and gave him a few instructions to retreat.

After leaving Qinglian Peak, Huang Fugui left Qinglian Island. He planned to return to the Eastern Wasteland to avoid the limelight.

"Meng Fen, please ask Qingshan to come over. I have something to ask him."

Wang Changsheng ordered that he make a copy of the sword array carved on the stone wall by the Four Seasons Sword Master and give it to Wang Qingshan, hoping it would be helpful to him.

Wang Mengfen looked troubled and said: "Ancestor, Uncle Gao of Qingshan has gone into seclusion. He said that he has no important things to do, so don't disturb his cultivation."

"Forget it, don't disturb his cultivation. Pay attention to the movements of the Immortal Burial Sea Area. If there is anything unusual in the Immortal Burial Sea Area, notify me immediately."

Wang Changsheng ordered.

Wang Mengfen agreed repeatedly and bowed and retreated.

Wang Changsheng returned to the basement. He took out a blue porcelain bottle and inserted a magic formula. Some white liquid flew out and the temperature in the room dropped sharply. It was Xuanyu Cold Water.

The Xuanyu cold water surged towards his body as if guided by some kind of guidance.

The Xuanyu cold water touched Wang Changsheng's skin, and a biting chill slowly seeped into his body.

Wang Changsheng closed his eyes. There were some white ice shards on his body, and a layer of blue glow covered his whole body.

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Earth Fire Hall, a certain alchemy room.

Wang Changjie sat cross-legged on a green futon, his eyes fixed on a red cauldron in front of him. The red cauldron had three, four legs and two ears, and a red bird pattern was engraved on the surface of the cauldron.

There are nine stone red dragon heads on the stone wall. Each red dragon head spits out a red flame, which hits the bottom of the red cauldron, and the billowing flames wrap around the entire red cauldron.

The Suzaku Cauldron is the alchemy furnace that Wang Changsheng refined for Wang Changjie. The materials used are all of the highest quality.

The family held the Qinglian Dharma Ceremony and obtained a lot of fourth-level demon elixirs and high-grade elixirs. Wang Changjie was able to try to refine the fourth-level elixirs.

As a younger brother of the Qinglian Immortal Couple, he communicated extensively with other fourth-level alchemists. The marriage between the Wang family and the Baili family allowed Wang Changjie to come into contact with many fourth-level alchemists from the Baili family. Under their guidance, Wang Changjie made great progress. quick.

He is now trying to refine the fourth-level alchemy. Wang Qingqi passed away with regret. He had always hoped that a fourth-level alchemist would appear in his family.

After a while, a strong medicinal fragrance spread.

Wang Changjie's face tightened, he withdrew his spell, and the flames dissipated. He hit the top of the Suzaku stove with a spell, and the top flew up.

He walked forward quickly. There were seven light red pills in the cauldron. The pills were full, bright in color, and exuded a strong medicinal fragrance.

"Haha, I succeeded. I succeeded. Qingqi, you can smile now. A fourth-level alchemist has appeared in our family."

Wang Changjie said excitedly, talking to himself. This is not the first time he has refined a fourth-level elixir. Before this, he has refined more than a dozen fourth-level elixirs. It can be said that he was lucky once, and several times. If they can refine fourth-level elixirs, that explains the problem.

"Qingqi, I will fulfill your last wish. There will be more fourth-level alchemists in our family in the future, and we will also have our own unique secret medicine."

Wang Changjie said confidently, his eyes firm.

Every generation has its mission. Wang Qingqi has completed his mission. Wang Changjie's mission has not yet been completed. He has become a fourth-level alchemist. This is not enough. He will cultivate more Nascent Soul monks for his family. This It is his responsibility and obligation.

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