Rise of Qinglian

Six grandchildren and one granddaughter, everything is rare and valuable. Wang Qiuya is the apple of the Wang family. Except for Wang Ruyan and others, her six brothers love her very much.

Wang Ruyan held Wang Qiuya's hand tightly and asked about her current situation. Wang Qiuya answered truthfully.

"Fifth brother, congratulations on your promotion to the stage of becoming a god. This jade soul stone is a little bit of our affection and cannot be treated as a tribute."

Dong Xueli took out an exquisite white jade box and handed it to Wang Qingcheng.

Jade Soul Stone is a fifth-level weapon refining material that can be refined into defensive magic weapons to enhance defense capabilities.

"Jade Soul Stone, sister-in-law, you are interested."

Wang Qingcheng thanked him and accepted it.

"Fifth Uncle, this is the spiritual honey brewed by colorful butterflies. I hope you like it."

Wang Qiuya took out an exquisite cyan jade box and handed it to Wang Qingcheng.

Wang Qingcheng opened the lid of the box, and there was a ball of seven-colored paste inside, exuding bursts of rich floral fragrance.

Out of etiquette and affection, Wang Qiuya raised a group of colorful butterflies. This kind of spiritual butterfly is good at concealment, and it is difficult for monks of the same level to detect their existence.

"Fifth Uncle, this is the Jing Shen Pendant that I personally refined. It can calm your mind and energy. I congratulate Fifth Uncle on his promotion to the God Transformation."

Wang Qiuju took out a red jade box and handed it to Wang Qingcheng.

Wang Qingcheng took the jade box and opened it. There was a light blue jade pendant inside, which was shining with light.

"Yes, you are interested."

Wang Qingcheng looked happy and accepted these two things.

Wang Ruyan nodded. Relatively speaking, Dong Xueli understands the world better than Wang Qingfeng. However, both of them are very serious and discipline their children more strictly. Wang Qingcheng's three sons are relatively more mellow and their discipline is looser. As long as they do not violate the clan rules, then There is no problem.

"Mom, hasn't dad come out of isolation yet?"

Dong Xueli asked with concern. She usually doesn't care about anything and doesn't care about family affairs. Apart from practicing, she just teaches her children.

"Not yet, your father will probably be out of seclusion after he has entered the Void Refining Stage."

Wang Ruyan said with a smile.

"It's probably going to be soon. My grandfather has been in seclusion for many years and I haven't seen him yet!"

Wang Qiuya said with a smile, a look of longing on her face.

Wang Changsheng had been in seclusion for many years, and none of Wang Qingfeng's children had ever seen Wang Changsheng in person, only the portrait.

"You should practice hard and strive to have a baby as soon as possible. Your grandfather will be very happy then."

Wang Ruyan warned.

After chatting for more than an hour, Wang Ruyan and others took their leave, leaving Wang Qingcheng to adjust his breathing.

A steep green mountain peak, at the foot of the mountain stands a silver stone tablet more than ten feet high, with three golden characters "Qinglian Peak" engraved on it, sparkling with light.

This is the residence of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. A blue stone staircase stretches from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. A large number of exotic flowers and plants are planted on both sides of the stone staircase, and a group of seven-color spiritual butterflies are collecting nectar.

Wang Ruyan took Wang Qiuya back to Qinglian Peak. She liked Wang Qiuya very much and asked Wang Qiuya to stay with her at Qinglian Peak for a while.

On the top of the mountain sits a huge manor covering an area of ​​10,000 acres, with blue bricks and glazed tiles. In the manor, pavilions, garden rockeries, and arch bridges and corridors can be seen everywhere.

"Qiuya, please stay a little longer and talk to grandma."

Wang Ruyan said pleasantly, saying that Wang Ruyan liked Wang Qiuya very much.

"Okay, my grandson also wants to spend more time with his grandmother."

Wang Qiuya smiled sweetly, and the dimples on her face were clearly visible.

Suddenly there was a deafening sound of thunder from high in the sky, and auspicious clouds of five colors appeared out of thin air and quickly gathered towards Qinglian Peak.

Countless light spots emerged in the void, colorful, like fireworks. These light spots slowly gathered together to form auspicious clouds of five colors.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, thousands of five-color auspicious clouds gathered in the sky above Qinglian Peak. The number was so large that it made people’s scalp numb just looking at it.

A fierce gust of wind suddenly blew up on the island, causing thousands of Lihuo bamboos to sway left and right, making a loud whistling sound.

Such an astonishing and strange sight naturally alarmed the monks on the island.

"Grandma, what is this?"

Wang Qiuya was slightly startled and vaguely guessed something.

"Your grandfather is in the Void Refining Stage. Let's get out of here quickly and don't interfere with his tribulation."

Wang Ruyan said solemnly, and left Qinglian Peak with Wang Qiuya.

The astonishing vision naturally alarmed the spiritual beasts and birds on the island. They were lying on the ground one by one, their bodies trembling as if they had encountered something terrible.

Wang Qingcheng, Sun Yuejiao and Dong Xueli rushed over, their expressions solemn.

"Mom, dad is attacking Lianxu?"

Wang Qingcheng said in surprise, his eyes fixed on the five-color auspicious clouds above Qinglian Peak.

"Well, activate part of the clan protection formation. Don't let anyone disturb your father's tribulation."

Wang Ruyan ordered with a stern tone.

"Yes, mother."

Wang Qingcheng took the order and left.

The number of five-color auspicious clouds is increasing. In less than a quarter of an hour, tens of thousands of five-color auspicious clouds are floating in the sky above Qinglian Peak, spreading and covering less than half of Qinglian Peak.

Half a day later, a strong wind blew, and the five-color auspicious clouds suddenly exploded and turned into a huge five-color whirlpool. There was a burst of earth-shaking explosions, the void shook and twisted, the earth and rocks collapsed, and the strong wind roared past, blowing down a large number of people. houses.

Looking up from a distance, it seems as if there is a huge hole in the sky that is about to swallow up the entire Kowloon Island, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Wang Ruyan's eyes were solemn, looking at the five-color vortex high in the sky.

An earth-shaking roar suddenly came from Qinglian Peak, and a blue light flew out from Qinglian Peak and disappeared directly into the five-color vortex.

The five-color vortex suddenly tore open, a dazzling blue light flew out, and a huge humanoid shadow suddenly appeared in the huge vortex.

The human-shaped shadow is thousands of feet high, and its whole body is blue, as if it is made up of countless seawaters.

As soon as the humanoid shadow appeared, it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Dharma image!"

Wang Ruyan's face darkened, her heart beat faster, and she was very nervous.

Wang Changsheng has condensed the Dharma, and as long as he survives the thunder tribulation, he will become a virtual monk.

The phantom of Dharma suddenly let out a long roar, which spread throughout Kowloon Island.

When the low-level tribesmen and low-level spiritual beasts heard this sound, their bodies became weak and weak, and they fell to the ground.

The phantom of Dharma moved his arms, grabbed the five-color vortex, pulled hard, and tore it into pieces.

After the loud rumbling sound, the five-color vortex exploded and turned into countless five-color raindrops, pouring down. The five-color raindrops are pure five-element spiritual energy.

The aura of the Dharma Appearance Shadow shines brightly, and the five-colored raindrops seem to be guided by some kind of guidance, heading towards the Dharma Appearance Shadow.

The phantom of the Dharma is like a sponge, absorbing the five-color raindrops falling on the body, and the whole body is shining with spiritual light, just like a solid body.

After a cup of tea, no five-colored raindrops fell from the sky. The shadow of the Dharma looked up to the sky and roared. It shrank rapidly and disappeared into the Qinglian Peak.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a blue futon, sweating profusely, and exuding a terrifying coercion. As long as he survived the thunder tribulation, he would be a true void-refining monk.

A deafening thunder came from high in the sky, causing Wang Changsheng's ears to buzz.