Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng seemed to sense something and opened the restriction. A ray of cyan light fell from the sky and landed in front of him. It was Wang Xiangrong.

"This is a technique that can be practiced to the integration stage, the "Ten Thousand Woods Treasure Book", and is one of the five gate-holding techniques of Wanling Sect."

Wang Xiangrong took out a blue jade slip and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

"Wanlingmen? Wanmu Book?"

Wang Changsheng took the jade slip and scanned it with his consciousness.

Wang Xiangrong told what happened. He couldn't get a panacea to cure the torn meridians. It would be good to get a skill that can be practiced to the integration stage.

"You give the skills to Yue Jiao! Let Qiu Pu and the others modify the skills. This set of skills has greater magical power and is more suitable for cultivating elixir and fruit trees."

Wang Changsheng ordered, and Wang Xiangrong responded.

"By the way, according to time estimates, a large beast wave will break out within five hundred years, and there will be sixth-order monsters. You need to be more prepared."

Wang Xiangrong remembered something and reminded him.

Wang Changsheng naturally knew about this. Within five hundred years, it was impossible for a third void-refining monk to appear in the clan. After all, it would take a lot of time to modify the technique. He planned to refine a few more fifth-level puppet beasts to improve the family's combat capabilities. force.

He gave some instructions and asked Wang Xiangrong to retreat.

Walking into the basement, Wang Changsheng took out a piece of light blue ore. It was misty with moisture and had some tiny pores on the surface, as if it had been pricked by a needle.

Haishan stone is a unique ore in this sea area. It is produced under the seabed 100,000 feet. It can withstand high pressure and is especially suitable for refining shark puppets.

When he was traveling in the alien territory, Wang Changsheng relied on the shark puppet to escape the pursuit of the Golden Scale clan.

He sprayed out glazed ice flames, enveloping the Haishan stone.

As time passed, the pores on the surface of the hazmatite slowly healed.

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Thousand Bamboo Island, Liu Family.

A magnificent palace with cornices, brackets, carved beams and painted pillars.

Liu Tianxiao was sitting on the main seat, holding a cyan porcelain vase in his hand. A somewhat hunched old man in green robe was reporting the situation to him.

""Ten Thousand Trees Treasure Book", it seems that someone has obtained the inheritance of Wanling Sect. I wonder if that person knows the whereabouts of the elixir gardens of Wanling Sect."

Liu Tianxiao frowned and said, Wanlingmen was destroyed by the seventh-order monster more than 30,000 years ago. However, according to the information collected by the Liu family, Wanlingmen had several elixir gardens built on other islands. More than 30,000 years later, Yes, there must be a eternal elixir.

"It's a pity that the set of exercises fell into the hands of the monks of the Wang family. I offered the owner a piece of spiritual treasure to exchange for it, but he didn't agree. I don't know what the monks of the Wang family gave me to exchange for the set of exercises."

The old man in green robe was confused.

"Chuande, tell us to go down and send people to search for the classics, techniques, and magic weapons about Wanling Sect. Since someone has obtained Wanling Sect's gate-suppressing skills, they might also have discovered those spiritual medicine gardens."

Liu Tianxiao said with fiery eyes at the end.

The Wanling Sect is proficient in the art of planting. In addition to elixirs, it also cultivates many spiritual trees. The tens of thousands of years of spiritual trees are used to create sixth-level formations, which are more powerful.

If they could occupy those elixir gardens and obtain the elixirs inside, and if there were more than a dozen ten thousand-year elixirs, the Liu family would be sure to cultivate at least two Void Refining cultivators in the next thousand years.

"Yes, great-great-grandfather."

Liu Chuande agreed. He hesitated for a moment and asked curiously: "Was the Wanling Sect destroyed back then because of the Wanling Bottle?"

"There are too many theories. Some say that the Wanling Sect obtained a page from the Heavenly Void Jade Book, some say that it obtained a treasure to assist the combined monks in overcoming the tribulation, and some say that they obtained a valuable treasure left by Xuanling Tianzun. The truth is probably only known to the Jinpeng clan. How many Send some people to find the elixir garden left by Wanling Sect, and there will be many rewards."

Liu Tianxiao's voice was heavy. He didn't care why the Wanling Sect was destroyed. He only cared about the few elixir gardens left by the Wanling Sect. Discovering even one would be a great opportunity.

"Yes, great-great-grandfather."

Liu Chuande responded, bowed and stepped back.

"Wang family, huh, when a large beast wave breaks out, you will be able to see it."

Liu Tianxiao said sarcastically, with a look of murder on his face.

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Time flies, forty years passed quickly.

In the northwest corner of Xuanling Continent, on a desert island with a radius of thousands of miles, a deafening explosion came from the northwest corner of the island.

A miserable bird song sounded, and a bloody hawk flew out of a cave, its left wing broken, and its speed was very slow.

Before it flew far, a sound broke through the air, and a blue rainbow shot out. It was a blue giant sword more than ten feet long, which instantly passed over the body of the Hedgehog Eagle Beast and chopped it into pieces. Two halves.

More than a dozen monks flew out of the cave. The leader was an impressive young man in blue shirt. The young man in blue shirt was carrying an exquisite blue sword box with a blue lotus pattern engraved on it.

There is a green lotus pattern on the clothes of the young man in blue. He is clearly Wang Lihe, a descendant of the Wang family of Qinglian Island. He has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child. Wang Qingshan has given him a lot of advice and he has already given birth to a baby.

Except for Wang Lihe, the other monks all had a small green snake pattern on their clothes. They were obviously not monks from the Wang family.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is profound in his Taoism. He was able to deal with this demon so easily. I admire him very much."

An old man in red robes with a glowing face complimented him. The old man in red robes had a round face and big eyes. He was clearly a late-stage Nascent Soul monk.

"Thank you for your compliments, fellow Daoist. If you hadn't used the spirit treasure to injure this monster, I wouldn't have killed it so easily. The monsters on the island have been eliminated. You can send people to station on this island."

Wang Lihe ordered that in order to avoid a direct conflict with the Liu family, the Wang family could only develop those deserted islands.

With monks from the Wang family as the backbone and monks with different surnames as assistants, the Wang family clears away the monsters on the deserted island, recruits immortal cultivators who have lost their homes, and provides them with protection. In return, these immortal cultivators regularly pay tribute and serve as an affiliated force of the Wang family.

So far, the Wang family has occupied more than 600 islands. If the number of high-level monks were not too small, the Wang family could occupy more islands. There are no less than 100,000 unowned and deserted islands in this sea area. If there were not frequent outbreaks of beast tides, The Wang family will expand faster, and so will the Liu family.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wang, we will definitely..."

Before the old man in red robe finished speaking, the sea surface rolled violently, and a deafening roar of a dragon was heard.

"No, Jiaolong!"

The red-robed old man exclaimed, looking nervous.

With a loud rumble, the sea surface exploded, and a blue dragon flew out from the bottom of the sea.

Upon closer inspection, the blue dragon's body surface was covered in blood and flesh, a large number of scales fell off, its breath was sluggish, and there were several terrifying blood marks on its abdomen.

"No, this is a fifth-level low-grade dragon."

Wang Lihe's expression changed drastically.

The blue dragon turned a blind eye, ignored Wang Lihe and others, and flew high into the sky.

Just as the blue dragon flew thousands of feet, the sea surface exploded, and thousands of dazzling golden lights flew out from the bottom of the sea. Some of them hit the blue dragon, and the blue dragon roared in pain.

A harsh sword cry and a harsh sword cry sounded, and two spiritual lights, one white and one red, flew from a distance and headed straight for the blue dragon.

The blue dragon quickly sprayed out countless slender blue lights, heading straight for the two spiritual lights, but it was of no use.

The two spiritual lights were as powerful as rainbows, and they swept across wherever they passed.

A miserable dragon roar sounded, and two spiritual lights penetrated the blue dragon's body, cutting it in half.

The light faded, and the figures of Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli appeared. Their faces were pale, and they looked like they had exhausted their mana.