Rise of Qinglian

"I heard that your sect has a healing holy medicine called Qianyanghua Erdan. We want a Qianyanghua Erdan. Please ask Senior Zhao to make it happen."

Wang Changsheng sent a message and said that Qian Yang Hua Erdan is a sixth-level healing elixir, and it is also the elixir that Chen Haotian wants to obtain.

Chen Haotian gave them a sum of resources for cultivating immortals. Wang Changsheng originally wanted to buy one from Taiyang Zhenren, but now that Taiyang Zhenren has spoken, Wang Changsheng simply wants to use the Yanghua Edan.

"Qianyang transforms into Erdan?"

Master Taiyang was slightly startled. He originally thought that Wang Changsheng would ask for a heavenly spirit treasure or weapon refining materials, but he did not expect that Wang Changsheng would ask for a sixth-level healing elixir.

Master Taiyang nodded, flicked his sleeves, and a golden jade box flew out and landed in front of Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng took the golden jade box and opened it. There was a golden porcelain bottle inside.

Wang Changsheng thanked him and accepted the golden jade box.

The faces of all the monks were full of envy. What the combined monks gave must be extraordinary.

"Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang, congratulations! I have long discovered that you are extraordinary. As expected, Friend Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang are extremely powerful and will definitely be reused. It is only a matter of time before they are promoted to the combined stage."

Lan Fukong praised him quickly, with a flattering look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Lan is so complimentary. There are masters in Zhenhai Palace who are more powerful than us. Fairy Ye is much more powerful than us."

Wang Changsheng said modestly.

"Fairy Ye is indeed powerful. After all, famous teachers give birth to great disciples. She is a disciple of Senior Zhao. Naturally, she is not comparable to ordinary monks. However, the two fellow Taoists are not weak either. You are from Zhenhai Palace, and you have masters who often guide you. Your future achievements will be incredible." It’s limited, I’m really lucky to be able to meet three Taoist friends this time.”

Lan Fukong continued to boast and gushed.

Wang Changsheng was a little bit dumbfounded. Others could just say polite words. Lan Fukong kept praising him, but didn't he notice that others looked at him with contempt? This reminded him of Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui is timid and fearful, has a thick skin, and doesn't care what others think. Lan Fukong likes to flatter him, and he doesn't seem to care what others think of him.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, you see, everyone's future is limitless. Void training is promising, and fusion is not difficult. You've said it before! According to what you said, Xuanling Continent has already been practicing Void cultivation all over the world, and fusion can be seen everywhere."

Dongfang Wu joked, with contempt on his face.

Lan Fukong is a well-known flatterer. He doesn't have much ability. He always praises other people's abilities and often makes the person involved feel embarrassed. Lan Fukong doesn't think anything of it.

"You can't say that. The premise of all this is that everything goes smoothly. The road is long. Who knows what will happen in the future? Xuanling Tianzun is awesome! No, their whereabouts are unknown. I am not bragging randomly. They are indeed very strong. I feel ashamed of myself."

Lan Fukong disagreed.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, of course you are ashamed of yourself. Who would kneel down in public like you?"

One of the god-transforming monks laughed.

Lan Fukong didn't care. He didn't have any displeasure. Instead, he said proudly: "A man can bend and stretch. What's wrong with kneeling? I'm still alive and well."

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that Lan Fukong still had this past, in which someone told embarrassing things about him. Instead of being ashamed of it, he was proud of it. He didn't know how to say that Lan Fukong had a broad mind. Still thick-skinned.

The monks quickly changed the topic and exchanged cups.

More than an hour later, the banquet ended and the monks left one after another and returned to their residences to rest.

Lan Fukong took a group of Lan family children back to his residence. Lan Fukong left his grandson Lan Haisheng behind and let the others go back to rest.

"Hai Sheng, what do you think after attending the banquet?"

Lan Fukong asked pleasantly.

"Grandpa, please restrain yourself. Your grandson will not be able to hold his head up, and both the Sun and Zhao families will regard you as a laughing stock."

Lan Haisheng said with a frown, his face full of helplessness.

Other people's grandfathers were either powerful, cautious, or mature. Lan Fukong was a bit different. Even monks of the same level who were lower than him would flatter him, earning him the title of "flattery."

It's okay to like to flatter others. When a powerful enemy came to kill him, Lan Haisheng didn't think about resisting desperately, nor did he plan to escape. Instead, he knelt down in public and begged for mercy, ceding land and paying compensation, which made people laugh.

Lan Haisheng doesn't even want to say that he is Lan Fukong's direct grandson, it's too embarrassing.

"Huh, are other people's opinions so important? Our Lan family is not as good as other forces. We can only endure everything. We can only endure the calm for a while. The sea and the sky are brighter when we step back. The lives of tens of thousands of people in the whole family are in my hands. I can only endure it. I Kneel down to Old Ghost Yu, so what, our Lan family is still there, but the territory is smaller, and the Yu family has been exterminated, doesn’t this explain the problem? "

Lan Fukong said earnestly. He changed the topic and said: "Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang are divine beings and disciples of Zhenhai Palace. In time, they will definitely become great talents. You should get in touch with their descendants more and form a friendship." Regardless of good karma, it would be best to bring your sister with you. If you can marry Taoist Wang, that would be great."

Lan Haisheng was a little speechless. You need to be strong to make iron. He had such a useless grandfather. Even the stronger monks didn't bother to be friends with him. The children of the Lan family were often ridiculed when they were walking outside.

"Yes, grandson obeys."

Lan Haisheng agreed wholeheartedly, but whether he would do it or not was another matter.

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In the training room of Tingtao Palace, Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on the futon, holding a golden porcelain vase in his hand.

He only wanted one Qianyanghua Erdan, and Master Taiyang gave him five Qianyanghua Erdan. He planned to hand over two and keep three for himself.

This visit to Taiyang Sect as a guest was really not in vain.

Wang Changsheng put away the golden porcelain bottle and meditated.

In the next half month, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan followed Yang Hao to travel around the mountains and rivers, making friends with other god-transforming monks. Lan Fukong was also there.

Every time they chatted, Lan Fukong would praise Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. At first, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were not used to it, and they would give in a few words. Later, they became numb and stopped saying anything.

Lan Fukong blows whenever he sees someone. In his mouth, a piece of weed can be blown into a rare elixir that is rare to see in ten thousand years. Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Lan Fukong believes it anyway.

Half a month later, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan came to Taiyang Hall. Master Taiyang sat on the main seat, and Yang Hao stood aside.

For other cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, they would have just said hello to Yang Hao before leaving. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan represented Chen Haotian, and Chen Haotian was a friend invited by Master Taiyang.

"Senior Zhao, after you've been bothering us for so many days, we have to go back. Is there anything you want us to bring to Master Chen?"

Wang Changsheng asked cautiously.

"If I have time, I will go to Zhenhai Palace to look for him. Please be careful on the way. Junior Nephew Yang, please give them a send."

Master Taiyang warned.

"Yes, Senior Zhao."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan agreed and left with Yang Hao.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, I will be a guest at Xuanyue Mountain some other day when I have time. Say goodbye."

Wang Changsheng said to Yang Hao who was seeing him off, with a warm tone.

Yang Hao nodded: "Okay, sure. Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang walk slowly."

With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's Dharma Secret, the Green Lotus Dharma Seat suddenly emitted a bright green light, turning into a blue light and disappearing from the sky.