Rise of Qinglian

"As expected of a descendant of the Lan family, he gives in at the critical moment."

The young woman in the green skirt looked disdainful.

"The children of the Lan family don't have any great abilities, they just have weak bones."

The young man in gold shirt laughed wildly.

All the monks had expressions of contempt on their faces, and the Lan family disciples were too cowardly.

Wang Changsheng didn't think anything of it. He tolerated the calm for a while, and everyone had their own way of doing things.

He walked around and took a look, his eyes quickly passing over the things on the stall.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng stopped in front of a stall.

The stall owner is an old man in blue robes who is nine feet tall. He wears a lotus crown on his head and carries seven flying swords on his back. The scabbards are tied to his body with hemp ropes, and seven sparkling gourds are tied around his waist.

The old man in blue robe has a Chinese character face, white hair on his temples, his face is full of vicissitudes of life, and his eyes are a little cloudy. He is clearly a Void Refining monk.

There are many things on the stall, such as ores, animal bones, demon pills, etc., most of which are useful for Void Refining monks. There is a green wooden sign on the stall with a line of small words written on it - exchange for sixth-level spirit wine. .

"Friend Dao Jiang, long time no see."

Wang Changsheng smiled and greeted him. The old man in blue robe was none other than Qihu Sanren.

Qihu Sanren is a Void Refining monk who has been famous in Xuanling Continent for many years and loves drinking.

"Who are you?"

Qigulu Sanren took off a green gourd from his waist and poured a few sips of spiritual wine into his mouth, his face full of confusion.

"My dear, Wang Changsheng, I met fellow Taoist Jiang at an auction many years ago. What is in this gourd?"

Wang Changsheng pointed to a blue gourd and asked. Not long after he arrived in the Xuanyang Realm, he had met Qi Gourd Sanren a few times, but he had only become a god at that time, so Qi Gourd San Ren naturally did not remember him.

"The sixth-level spiritual water is a thousand pounds of cold water. It was born in the extremely cold glaciers. It can be used to refine weapons and elixirs. It is also suitable for cultivating ice-type elixirs. You can exchange it for spiritual wine or something of equal value. You can take a look."

Qihu Sanren took a sip of spiritual wine and explained.

"Tian Yi Han Shui?"

Wang Changsheng picked up the blue gourd and opened the stopper. A strange cold air surged out. A large number of ice shards appeared in the void. The temperature dropped sharply. The ground began to freeze and the ice spread rapidly.

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Wang Changsheng quickly blocked the plug, and the cold air disappeared.

The "Four Seas Spirit Forging Technique" also requires spiritual water to assist in training, and Tianyi Hanshui is a good choice.

Wang Changsheng took out an exquisite blue jade box and handed it to Qigulu Sanren.

Qihu Sanren opened the lid of the box and took a look. There were three light green fruits inside. The skin was covered with thick down, with some golden spiritual patterns, and emitted a strange fragrance.

"Golden Patterned Jade Fruit!"

The eyes of Qihe Sanren flashed with surprise, and their faces were filled with joy. It takes two thousand years for the golden jade fruit to bloom, two thousand years to bear fruit, and another two thousand years to mature and be used to brew spiritual wine.

"make a deal."

Qi Gourd Sanren threw the blue gourd to Wang Changsheng and put away the golden jade fruit.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, in three days, Friend Daoist Han from Qingli Sea Region will hold a party at Qingli Tower. If you are interested, you may wish to attend. There may be sixth-order spiritual wine."

Wang Changsheng reminded.

"I know, thank you."

Qihu Sanren thanked him and continued to pour wine into his mouth.

Wang Changsheng stood up and left, continuing to wander around.

Two hours later, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence, but Wang Xiangrong had not returned yet.

Wang Changsheng took out the blue gourd and inserted a magic formula. A large piece of light blue liquid flew out. The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and a large amount of frost appeared in the void.

With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's secret, a burst of soft blue light lit up his body, and blue liquid surged towards him, wrapping around his whole body.

As soon as the cold water touched his skin, an astonishing chill rushed straight to his forehead, and he remained motionless.

Time passed little by little, and there was a "crackling" sound of bones in Wang Changsheng's body, and the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.

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In the Han Mansion, Han Changfeng was reporting to a young woman with picturesque features. The young woman was wearing a deep pink dress, with long sleeves that reached the floor, a golden belt around her waist, and a ring that made a soft sound as she walked.

"Ten Auntie, fifteen Void Refining monks have agreed to attend the party."

Han Changfeng said respectfully.

The young woman's name is Han Rongrong, and she is in the early stages of integration.

"I hope that if I can exchange them for the Thunder Crystal or a special high-level animal skin, the seventh uncle and the third uncle will have a higher chance of surviving the next great catastrophe."

Han Rongrong's voice was heavy. Outsiders only saw how powerful the Han family was. She knew how difficult it was for the family. The next great tribulation for the two combined monks was not long away. They had already survived four great tribulations and the fifth great tribulation. The power is definitely greater.

"Yes, nephew must work hard."

Han Changfeng agreed and looked respectful.

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Three days later, Wang Changsheng walked out of the room, Wang Qiuya went out, Wang Sen followed, and Wang Xiangrong was not in the room and disappeared somewhere.

After walking out of the inn, Wang Changsheng found that the sky had darkened, but the streets were crowded with people and very lively.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng appeared at the door of a nine-story green attic. On the plaque were three golden characters "Qingli Tower" written with flying phoenixes.

Two Yuanying monks were guarding the door, but they did not stop him.

Wang Changsheng strode in. The lobby was empty, and a burst of conversation could be heard.

Arriving on the third floor, Wang Changsheng saw Han Changfeng chatting with five men and three women. In addition to Long Yunxin and others, there was one more man and one woman.

A tall young man, wearing a white python robe, a gold and jade belt around his waist, a jade face and sword eyebrows, skin as white as snow, pretty eyes and a rhinoplasty, lips like cinnabar, and a face as beautiful as a virgin. If it weren't for the towering Adam's apple in his throat, he would still be a tall young man. It can be misleading.

A graceful young woman, wearing a white horse-faced skirt, green eyebrows, bright eyes, jade fingers and plain arms, a slim waist and snow-skinned skin, and a white flame pattern between her eyebrows.

The two of them sat together like a couple of gods.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is here."

Han Changfeng greeted with a smile.

Wang Changsheng walked over, sat down, his eyes fell on the young man in white robe and the young woman in white skirt, and said with a smile: "These two fellow Taoists are the Immortal Couple of Lengyan, right?"

The Immortal Couple of Cold Flames are two Void Refining monks from the Cold Flame Sect. They were childhood sweethearts. They grew up in the Cold Flame Sect and are elite disciples trained by the Cold Flame Sect.

They fought with foreign races during the stage of becoming gods, and with their cultivation in the middle stage of becoming gods, they killed a Jinghuo tribe who had achieved great perfection in becoming gods, which made them famous.

During his trip to the Xuanling Cave, Wang Changsheng did not meet any disciples of the Lengyan Sect, but there were quite a few disciples of the Lengyan Sect who left the Xuanling Cave alive. It is estimated that they went to search for other treasures.

"I'm Leng Qingfeng, I've met fellow Daoist Wang."

"Shangguan Yan."

The Lengyan Immortal Couple reported their names one after another. They also heard about the deeds of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, but they did not know why Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were hunted down by many god-transformation monks.

"Your Majesty, Wang Changsheng, I have heard the names of these two Taoist friends for a long time, and finally I met them in person."

Wang Changsheng said sincerely.