Rise of Qinglian

"Disciple pays homage to Master Song and Master Song."

Wang Changsheng bowed and saluted with a respectful expression.

"It's you!"

When the girl in silver skirt saw Wang Changsheng, she showed an interested expression on her face.

"What? Junior Sister Song knows Junior Nephew Wang?"

Song Feng asked curiously. Wang Changsheng had not been transferred to Xuanling Island for a long time.

"No, I met him twice when I was shopping just now. I didn't expect him to be our Zhenhai Palace monk."

The girl in the silver dress explained casually.

Song Feng's face showed an expression of sudden realization. His eyes fell on Wang Changsheng, with a look of approval on his face, and said: "Have you entered the middle stage of becoming a god? Not bad, it seems that you have been practicing very hard."

"What? Mr. Wang's nephew was assigned to take charge of Xuanling Island in the early stages of his transformation into a god?"

The girl in the silver skirt frowned and said, her eyes full of confusion.

"That's true. Is there anything wrong?"

Wang Changsheng was confused and looked nervous.

He thought he had done something wrong. This Uncle Song didn't seem to be from the Ascension faction.

"Senior Nephew Wang and his wife ascended from the lower world. This was the order given by the master's uncle. They were asked to stay on Xuanling Island, and they didn't make any mistakes."

Song Feng explained.

The girl in the silver dress softened her expression and said nothing more.

"Master Nephew Wang, you are not in charge of Xuanling Island, but you came to Xuanyue Island. What's the matter?"

Song Feng asked pleasantly.

Wang Changsheng glanced at the girl in the silver skirt, as if there was something unspeakable. Judging from the reaction of the girl in the silver skirt, it seemed that she was from a local faction, but looking at Song Feng's attitude, it didn't seem like it.

In any case, he wanted to attack Song Feng, which was not appropriate according to the palace regulations.

"Junior sister Song is one of our own. If you have anything to say, just say it without any hesitation."

Song Feng explained.

"Disciple heard that Master Song is looking for a weapon refiner to help him. I know a little about the art of weapon refinement and would like to help Master Song."

Wang Changsheng said cautiously.

Song Feng frowned and was about to refuse when he turned his eyes and landed on the girl in the silver skirt. He said, "No problem, Junior Sister Song. If you learn the art of weapon refining from Uncle Lin, your level of weapon refining will definitely be no lower than mine. Let's do this! Junior Nephew Wang has left it to you. I will give you some materials to handle. You can teach him how to refine weapons, which can also be regarded as cultivating talents for our Zhenhai Palace. Senior Nephew Wang, you must study hard with Junior Sister Song. If you can Learning to refine weapons from Junior Sister Song is something that many disciples dream of doing."

"Uncle Lin? Junior Sister Song?"

Wang Changsheng suddenly thought of someone. Song Yuchan, the only daughter of the head Song Yiming, could be the girl in silver skirt.

That's right, only Song Yuchan and Song Feng would be so polite. The only fusion monk named Lin in Zhenhai Palace was Lin Tianlong. Only Song Yuchan could learn weapon refining from Lin Tianlong.

It is said that this woman is a proud daughter of heaven. She has cultivated to the Void Refining Stage in less than a thousand years. Qin Ming revealed in private that Song Yuchan has a good relationship with the Ascension Faction and the Local Faction, and is very likely to become the next leader.

Zhenhai Palace has only had one female headmaster in its history, and most of them are male heads.

The girl in the silver skirt was Song Yuchan. She frowned. Song Feng's words clearly revealed her identity. Obviously, Song Feng didn't want to be disturbed by her.

"Please give me some advice, Uncle Song."

Wang Changsheng bowed to Song Yuchan and said politely.

Song Yuchan nodded and said: "Okay! In that case, just follow me! But what about the errands on Xuanling Island? Will it be against the palace rules to find someone to replace him?"

"Senior Nephew Wang is just starting out. There are a lot of things he needs to learn. The palace rules are strict. I am also doing this to cultivate talents for our Zhenhai Palace. Junior Sister Song can understand it!

Song Feng said disapprovingly. He didn't want Song Yuchan to disturb his weapon refining, so it would be best to let Wang Changsheng pester her.

Due to Song Yuchan's identity, he couldn't refuse Song Yuchan's request, but he didn't want to be disturbed by Song Yuchan, so Wang Changsheng came to visit.

Song Yuchan has a good relationship with the two major factions of Zhenhai Palace. This clearly shows that Song Yiming is paving the way for Song Yuchan. This is also the best choice. Whether the Ascension Faction or the local faction is the leader, it will be good for Zhenhai Palace. It's not a good thing. Song Yuchan is the best candidate. She is familiar with the monks of the two major factions and can also control the two major factions.

"Okay! I will give some guidance to Senior Nephew Wang."

Song Yuchan agreed. As Wang Changsheng was the new blood of the Ascension Faction, she was indeed willing to give him some advice.

"Uncle Song, there is a very smart nephew Huang. She knows a little about weapon refining. Can you bring her along? It's okay to let her handle some scraps."

Wang Changsheng looked nervous.

"Then take her with you! Find her some work."

Song Yuchan said nonchalantly, her light words were very important to Huang Yuner.

Wang Changsheng thanked him repeatedly. He suddenly remembered something, took out two exquisite wine jars, and said respectfully: "Disciple bought two jars of snow lotus dew from Zuixian Pavilion. I heard that the taste is pretty good. Master Song and Uncle Song can try it. "

Song Yuchan and Song Feng were not polite and accepted it.

Song Yuchan didn't like drinking, so it was not good to refuse directly, so she accepted it.

"Okay, Junior Nephew Wang, go and bring Junior Nephew Huang and stay in Xuanyue Palace! You must learn the art of weapon refining from Junior Sister Song and ask for advice humbly, you know?"

When Song Feng mentioned the word "humbly", his voice was particularly strong.

Wang Changsheng naturally understood the implication of Song Feng's words and agreed.

"I'm going back to rest first. Let me know if you start refining weapons."

Song Yuchan stood up to say goodbye and walked towards a bluestone corridor on the left.

Song Feng took out a gleaming blue magic plate, entered a magic formula, and said: "Master Nephew Li, you come to Xuanyue Palace, you have a mission."

"Yes, Master Song."

Not long after, a young woman in a blue dress with picturesque features walked in. The young woman in a blue dress had the cultivation level of a late-stage god.

"Junior Sister Song wants to teach Junior Nephew Wang how to make weapons. You go to Xuanling Island and take charge of Xuanling Island for him. His wife is still on Xuanling Island."

Song Feng ordered.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Senior Sister Li. I'm being petty and disrespectful."

Wang Changsheng said politely, took out a cyan storage ring and handed it to the young woman in the blue dress.

The young woman in blue skirt wanted to refuse, but Wang Changsheng's attitude was very firm, so she accepted the offer.

Wang Changsheng took out the communication tray, contacted Huang Yuner, and asked her to come to Xuanyue Palace and follow him to live in Xuanyue Palace. The young woman in blue skirt rushed to Xuanling Island to replace Wang Changsheng in Xuanling Island.

Seven days later, the gate of Xuanling Hall was closed.

More than twenty weapon refiners gathered together and began to refine the weapons.

In a certain refining room, a large number of fire-attribute patterns were engraved on the stone wall, and a silver cauldron about ten feet high was placed in the center.

The silver cauldron has four legs and two ears. A lifelike silver dragon is engraved on the body of the cauldron. It emits an astonishing wave of spiritual energy. It is obviously a low-grade spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.

Song Yuchan and Wang Changsheng were sitting on the futon beside them. There were a lot of refining materials around them, mostly ores.