Rise of Qinglian

Chapter 1875 Xuanling Continent, Xuanling Tianzun

Guarding the Spirit Ascension Platform is an idle job. There are too few monks who can ascend from the lower world to the spirit world, and even fewer if they happen to fall within the territory of Zhenhai Palace.

All the major forces in Xuanling Continent have spiritual ascension platforms, with varying numbers.

If there are no monks from the lower world who ascend to the spiritual world, this task is just an idle job. If someone ascends from the lower world to the spiritual world, it is a fat job.

The founders or ancestors of less than half of the forces in Xuanling Continent all ascended from the lower world. The most famous among them is Xuanling Tianzun. More than half a million years ago, Xuanling Tianzun ascended from the lower world to the spiritual world in less than 10,000 years. From the stage of cultivation to the Mahayana stage, he swept away many foreign Mahayana people, opened up territory for the human race and expanded the territory, and the entire continent was renamed because of this.

According to the rules of the Zhenhai Palace, if a monk from the lower world ascends to the spiritual world, the disciple guarding the spiritual ascension platform must receive him seriously. If the other party is willing to join the Zhenhai Palace, the guarding disciple will also receive a heavy reward.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan felt the abundant spiritual energy permeating the air. Their hearts were finally relieved and their expressions were excited.

I finally ascended to the spiritual world. Isn’t it just for this day that I have been practicing hard for hundreds of years?

Wang Changsheng looked at the young man in red shirt and was shocked. There was actually a mid-stage god-transformation monk guarding this place?

"Your Majesty, Wang Changsheng, this is my wife Wang Ruyan. May I ask my friend, where is this place?"

Wang Changsheng asked sincerely with his hands clasped in fists, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't know much about the spirit world, and the weapon spirit didn't explain much to him.

The young man in red shirt took out a shining red ball and handed it to Wang Changsheng, indicating that Wang Changsheng would activate the treasure.

Obviously, the official language of the spirit world is different from that of the Dongli world.

Wang Ruyan took the red ball, observed it carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, injected mana. The red ball suddenly lit up, and countless red runes poured out. As if under some kind of guidance, the dense red runes sank into Wang Ruyan's head. middle.

Wang Ruyan let out a scream, and his facial features were distorted. Wang Changsheng's face tightened and he looked wary.

He looked at the young man in red shirt. His expression was as usual, as if he was used to it.

After a while, Wang Ruyan returned to normal and said to Wang Changsheng: "Husband, there is no problem. This is the Flying Spirit Pearl. It mainly records the words and languages ​​​​of the spiritual world. It can be mastered by injecting magic power."

Wang Changsheng nodded and poured mana into the Feiling Pearl. Countless red runes surged out and sank into his head.

"I am responsible for guarding the Spirit Ascension Platform in Liuyang, Zhenhai Palace. What do you call these two fellow Taoists?"

The young man in red shirt said politely, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Generally speaking, monks who ascend to the spirit world have at least the cultivation level of the middle stage of divine transformation. These two people are only in the early stage of divine transformation, but they can also ascend to the spiritual world. Moreover, it has never been heard of two spiritual transformation monks ascending at the same time. This is true. strangeness.

Weird as it is, Liu Yang didn't dare to show any slightness, not to mention that this was his contribution. Any monk from the lower realm who can ascend to the spiritual world has unlimited future. There is the example of Xuanling Tianzun. All the major forces attach great importance to those who ascend from the lower realm. monk,

"I am Wang Changsheng, this is my wife Wang Changsheng."

Wang Changsheng said truthfully.

Liu Yang took out a steamy Dharma plate with mysterious runes all over its surface. He asked warmly: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang. May I ask, which interface did you ascend from? Which force are you from? Don’t worry, I don’t mean any harm. Any monk who ascends from the lower world must fill in some information.”

"Zhenhai Palace? Have you ever heard of Zhenhai Sect?"

Wang Changsheng asked cautiously. He did not dare to tell his origin rashly, and he had to be on guard against others.

All the disciples guarding the Spirit Ascension Platform are in the middle stage of divine transformation. It can be seen that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the spiritual world, and they must be careful.

"Zhenhaizong?"

Liu Yang was slightly stunned. He suddenly thought of something, and his expression became excited again. He took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and asked with a smile: "You are talking about the Zhenhai Sect in the lower realm? Is that The predecessor of our Zhenhai Palace."

It would be great if Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were from the Zhenhai Sect. The Zhenhai Sect has spent a lot of manpower and material resources to retain thirteen spiritual ascension platforms, isn't it just to hope that Zhenhai Sect monks can ascend to the spiritual world?

"If Master Chen learns about this, he will definitely be rewarded heavily."

Liu Yang was secretly delighted. Zhenhai Palace was divided into two factions. One was the local monks from the spiritual world, and the other was the ascended monks from the lower realm. The two factions represented two interest groups. Master Chen was the descendant of the ascended monks from the lower realm and held a high position. .

"Wang's ancestors came from Zhenhaizong, and we also helped Zhenhaizong rebuild. We are all from Dongli Realm."

Wang Changsheng said politely, staring at Liu Yang.

"Help Zhenhaizong rebuild?"

Liu Yang was slightly stunned. He shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, Mrs. Wang, please wait a moment. I will send a message to Master Sun. Master Sun and I are descendants of ascended monks."

"Sorry for the trouble, Fellow Daoist Liu."

Wang Changsheng thanked him. He didn't know the situation of Zhenhai Palace at the moment and didn't dare to say more.

The old ghost Lin mentioned by Qi Ling should be a big shot.

Liu Yang took out a light blue shell. The shell was covered with runes and emitted a powerful wave of spiritual energy.

He entered a magic spell, and countless blue runes poured out, swirling in mid-air, turning into a water-blue mirror, covered with mist.

Time passed little by little, and there was no image.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, Uncle Sun may be practicing in seclusion. I will use other means to inform the elders of our sect. If it takes a little longer, our sect will definitely send someone over."

As Liu Yang spoke, he took out a palm-sized blue paper crane and inserted a spell into it. The runes on the surface of the blue paper crane suddenly lit up, its size skyrocketed, and it emitted a burst of cheerful bird chirping.

He said something obscure and incomprehensible, and entered a magic formula. The blue paper crane flapped its wings, flew high into the sky, and disappeared into the sky.

"The speed of telegraphing soldiers is very fast. It won't be long before our sect will send someone over."

Liu Yang said sincerely, chatting with Wang Changsheng.

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An endless black sea, the water is black, and a giant island with a radius of a million miles is floating in the sky. This is Piaoyun Island, the main altar of Zhenhai Palace.

A quiet courtyard with green tiles is shaded by vegetation. A bluestone path paved with cobblestones is located in the center of the courtyard. At the end is a blue stone pavilion. A girl in a blue skirt and a handsome young man in red are walking in the courtyard. Chat over tea.

"Zhao Shaoyun died at the hands of the Spirit Clan, finally getting his revenge."

The girl in the blue dress chuckled.

"Hmph, Zhao Shaoyun deserves to die. If his father hadn't sent his seventh brother to the territory of the Spirit Clan to perform tasks, his seventh brother would not have died. With his qualifications, if he was still alive, he might have entered the integration stage. It is considered an advantage to the Zhao family. If the master uncle had not intervened, Zhao Shaoyun would not be the only one to die."

The young man in red said fiercely.

At this moment, a harsh tsunami sound came from the girl in the blue dress. She frowned and took out a steamy nine-pointed dharma plate. There was a silver light spot on the surface of the dharma plate that kept flickering.

"Seventh brother's identity token has reacted. The murderer has appeared. He is on the territory of our Zhenhai Palace. Let's go and report to our ancestors immediately. We must catch the murderer."

The girl in blue dress said excitedly, stood up and left with the young man in red.

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