Rise of Qinglian

This magical power is a bit useless, but it's better than nothing. Before this, the Soul-eating Golden Cicada didn't have any great magical powers. The soul-fixing and light-fixing power was considered a good magical power.

There was a clear sound of birdsong from high in the sky, and hundreds of blue seagulls flew past at high speeds.

The leader is a fifth-level mid-level Green Wind Gull, with wings spread over a hundred feet wide and a green flesh crown on its head.

With a loud rumbling sound, the sea surface exploded, and hundreds of thick water waves rose into the sky, like hundreds of blue spears, piercing the Qingfeng Gull high in the sky.

There was a huge explosion, and hundreds of blue seagulls were hit by water tornadoes, their bodies riddled with holes, and they fell from the sky.

The fifth-level mid-level Qingfenggull reacted quickly, flapped its wings lightly, and disappeared into a gust of breeze.

A strong wind blew through the void dozens of miles away, and a huge Green Wind Gull suddenly appeared.

As soon as it appeared, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge blue hand appeared out of thin air. The blue hand was condensed from countless seawaters, and with a huge force, it slapped Qingfeng Gull.

Before the big blue hand fell, an unbearable gravity came oncoming, and the void began to buzz, twist and deform, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

A shrill bird song sounded, and the Qingfeng Gull was slapped by a big blue hand. A large number of feathers fell off from its body, dripping with blood.

A huge vortex with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles appeared on the sea surface. The huge vortex rotated rapidly, generating a powerful air flow, and the void shook and twisted.

The Qingfenggull flew towards the huge whirlpool, its body surface glowing green, and it flapped its wings vigorously, but it was of no use. The strong air flow was like an invisible big hand, pushing it towards the huge whirlpool.

As soon as it approached the huge whirlpool, the feathers on its body were pulled away from the body by the strong air current, and the body surface was bloody. Then, the skin and flesh separated, and even the bones were broken, turning into a rain of blood, and the soul could not escape.

Wang Changsheng nodded with satisfaction. After entering the Void Refining Stage, he could truly control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The power of most of the magical powers he mastered had been greatly improved.

There was a rumble of thunder, and each Qingfeng Gull was struck by blue lightning and fell from the sky. Their bodies floated on the sea, dyeing the water red.

The soul-eating golden cicada will not reject anyone who comes, devouring the souls of these monster beasts and making an excited chirping sound.

Wang Changsheng can clearly feel that his spiritual consciousness has increased a little. Although the amount is not much, the small amount adds up. With the Soul-eating Golden Cicada and the Taixu Forging Divine Art, Wang Changsheng's spiritual consciousness will become stronger and stronger.

Water tornadoes appeared one after another on the sea surface, and the sea monsters were rushed high into the sky by the water tornadoes, and then were killed by dense blue lightning.

After Lingui advanced to the fifth level, his magical powers increased greatly, he became more understanding of human nature, and had a greater appetite. Ordinary fifth-level monsters were no match for Lingui.

After the Lingui killed the monster, the soul-eating golden cicada went to devour the spirit of the monster.

Half a day later, a large number of corpses were floating on the sea with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. The corpses were charred and black. Wang Qingcheng sent people to salvage the corpses of monsters. These were resources for cultivating immortals.

After eating and drinking, Lingui lay down on the beach and basked in the sun comfortably.

The Wang family members placed some monster beast corpses in front of it. Lingui shook its head, as if to tell the Wang family members that it was not interested in this.

When Lingui is hungry, he will leave Qinglian Island and look for food in the sea near Qinglian Island to be self-sufficient. Wang Changsheng is used to it.

He took the Soul-Eating Golden Cicada to a green prairie.

Thousands of pale golden antelopes were moving on the grassland, most of them were second-order, and there were more than a hundred of third-order.

The antelope has a pair of silver sharp horns on its head and runs very fast.

Silver-horned antelope, this kind of spiritual animal has a docile temperament. Qi-refining monks drink a large amount of the goat milk produced by the silver-horned antelope, which can have the effect of cleansing the marrow of the I Ching, which is of great benefit to their cultivation.

In addition, silver-horned antelopes have strong reproductive capabilities and delicious meat, and are usually used to feed large spiritual animals.

The green grass on the grassland is not a weed, but a low-level spiritual grass called green rush. This kind of spiritual grass grows very fast and does not have much requirements on the environment. It is easy to spread and is usually used to feed grass-eating animals. Spirit beast.

After the Wang family monks were diagnosed with spiritual roots, each person received a cup of goat milk produced by the silver horned antelope every day to improve their physical condition. The starting point was higher than that of casual cultivators.

A certain green rush suddenly grew wildly and quickly grew to be as tall as a person. A flash of green light revealed a tall, thin young man in a green shirt with regular features and a fair face.

Wang Qiupu, the second son of Wang Qingcheng, has a cultivation level in the early stage of Yuanying. He has practiced Taoism for less than 300 years and had a baby before 300 years old. This is considered a genius in the lower world, but it cannot be said to be a genius in the Xuanyang world. He has relatives or teachers. The elders of the sect provide resources for cultivating immortals, and the cultivation speed is very fast.

Forefathers planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade. If Wang Changsheng had not saved a strong foundation, future generations would not have such good conditions. You must know that Wang Changsheng was still in the elixir-forming stage when he was 300 years old.

Wang Qiupu is a spiritual planter who is proficient in the magical power of wood. He is already married, and Wang Junzhi is his descendant.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Wang Qiupu was very happy to see Wang Changsheng and asked with a smile.

"I have refined a set of spiritual treasures for you. You must practice harder in the future."

Wang Changsheng took out an exquisite blue brocade box and opened it. There were seven shining blue jade rulers with a tree pattern engraved on the surface.

"Thank you, grandpa."

Wang Qiupu thanked him repeatedly and accepted the brocade box.

Wang Changsheng asked about his daily practice, and Wang Qiupu answered truthfully.

"Okay, I won't disturb your practice anymore, just go about your business!"

After saying this, Wang Changsheng returned to Qinglian Peak. He took out the interrogation tray and contacted Wang Qingcheng to ask him to come over.

Not long after, Wang Qingcheng arrived at Qinglian Peak.

"Qingcheng, how many monks are there in our family now? What is the population?"

Wang Changsheng asked.

"We have more than 1.3 million mortals, most of whom are members of the Wang family. Currently, there are 108 islands. There are 2,335 immortal cultivators in the family, one person is Lianxu, and three are gods. There are nine Yuanying people, one hundred and twenty-five people who form pills, and six hundred and seventy-seven people who build foundations. The rest are in the Qi refining stage. There are seventeen affiliated forces, all of which are cultivating families. Fifteen people with foreign surnames can be summoned. Ying, one hundred and ten people with the foreign surname Jiedan.”

Wang Qingcheng reported truthfully. At first, Zhenhai Palace only gave thirty-six islands. The Wang family had just established a clan and had few clan members. Most of them were empty. After more than two hundred years of development, the family population grew rapidly. Many clan members in the foundation period had three wives. Four concubines, some tribesmen have more than twenty wives and concubines, this is mainly due to the Wang family's strong financial resources.

Beast tides often break out in this sea area, and many immortal cultivating families or sects are wiped out by monsters. In order to enjoy the shade under the big trees, some survivors join the Wang family and marry or marry members of the Wang family.

The family's generation is named Changqing Qiuyou, Meng Jijun is honored, Yinghuayunshengrong, Great talent is promoted to Boyan, and the rich soil is made full of merit. The youngest clan member is named Rong.