Rise of Qinglian

Seeing Wang Mengbin, Wang Yingjie was so excited that his nose felt a little sore.

He never thought that he would be where he is today.

At this time, Wang Qingcheng and Sun Yuejiao also arrived.

"Meng Bin, is he really one of our tribesmen in the lower realm?"

Wang Qingcheng wondered, as long as we are a family, everything is easy to talk about.

"It's absolutely true. I didn't expect that he actually ascended to Xuanyang Realm. By the way, Yingjie, when did you ascend? How did you find him here?"

Wang Mengbin asked curiously.

According to what Wang Qingshan said, Wang Yingjie tried his best to reach the God Transformation Stage in the Ice Sea Realm, but unfortunately failed.

Wang Yingjie let out a long sigh and briefly talked about his experience when he came to Xuanyang Realm.

It has been more than four hundred years since he came to the Xuanyang Realm, and he still has several decades left in his life span. Over the past few years, he has spent most of his time healing his injuries, either from minor calamities or from monsters.

"Thanks to Fairy Liu, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come back alive."

Wang Yingjie said gratefully.

"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Wang. Without your help, I would have died long ago."

Liu Hongxue shook her head and said, Wang Yingjie saved her first, and she saved Wang Yingjie later.

"When we arrive at Qinglian Island, we're home. Fairy Liu, you've had a hard journey, I'll take you down to rest first!"

Sun Yuejiao's tone was warm and Liu Hongxue was present. Wang Yingjie had a lot to say that was inconvenient to say because he was an outsider after all.

Liu Hongxue understood the situation and followed Sun Yuejiao away.

"Yingjie, how did you ascend to the Xuanyang Realm? Didn't you fail to reach the God Transformation stage?"

Wang Mengbin said doubtfully.

Wang Yingjie sighed softly and recounted his experiences over the years.

After listening to his statement, both Wang Mengbin and Wang Qingcheng were a little emotional.

It is indeed not easy for Wang Yingjie, especially after arriving in Xuanyang Realm, he either survived the minor tribulation or was chased by monsters. He spent most of the remaining time recovering from his injuries and did not have much time to practice.

"There is also a batch of life-prolonging elixirs in the family treasure house. I will give them to you later. They can prolong life for more than 1,500 years. Hundreds of years ago, Dad obtained a set of Five Elements Exercises from a elixir garden of Qianmu Sect. "Five Elements Spirit-Suppressing Book" is just right for your practice."

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Wang Qingcheng said with a smile.

After Wang Yingjie heard this, a warm current flowed through his heart. If he was left adrift, he would die sooner or later from a minor disaster.

"Thanks to Senior Li this time, otherwise Yingjie would have died in a minor disaster. Just come back."

Wang Mengbin said with emotion that Wang Yingjie never gave up and was determined to go further on the road. This kind of perseverance is rare in the Wang family today.

There are not many tribesmen who are firm in their Taoism, but they wear the hat of a loser. Many tribesmen advise that they just spend their lives peacefully. Under such circumstances, Wang Yingjie remains unmoved and practices hard. This perseverance makes him People admire.

"By the way, this is the place where I stayed in the wilderness. The locations of spiritual fruit trees, elixirs, monsters, and mineral veins are all marked, as well as some elixirs that are more than a thousand years old."

Wang Yingjie took out a light cyan animal skin and a cyan storage ring and handed them to Wang Qingcheng.

Over the past four hundred years, every time he settled in a place, he would record the situation nearby. He thought that he would be able to use it if he left the wilderness one day.

"You actually recorded part of the map of the wilderness?"

Wang Qingcheng's eyes flashed with surprise. If it were him, he would be either overcoming the minor tribulation or avoiding the pursuit of monsters, so how could he have the time to draw a map.

In addition to the animal skins, there was also a thick book that introduced in detail what Wang Yingjie saw. He did not recognize many things and could only write down their appearance and characteristics.

Wang Yingjie grinned and said: "I just wrote it down in case I need it one day. It doesn't take much time anyway, but the map is a bit messy. Sometimes I run away, sometimes I fly into the sky, there are spiritual fruit trees As for the place with the elixir, I have described the surrounding environment in great detail. If you follow the map and look for it, you should be able to find it."

At this time, Sun Yuejiao also came back, holding a cyan storage ring in her hand, and handed it to Wang Yingjie: "There are four life-prolonging elixirs in it, which can extend your life for more than 1,500 years, as well as two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures and Five million spirit stones will be home when they arrive at Qinglian Island. As for the exercises, you can go to the Sutra Pavilion and copy the exercises yourself."

Sun Yuejiao is more careful, and her clansmen who can ascend from the lower world will definitely not have long lifespan.

The miraculous elixir for prolonging life and longevity is not available to monks above Lianxu, but it is still very helpful for monks below Lianxu. The Wang family has been collecting miraculous elixirs for prolonging life and longevity.

Wang Qiuyu can refine longevity elixirs, and his family has a Tianyuan fruit tree, but elixirs that extend life are still in short supply. People in the clan who are below the level of refining deficiency want to extend their lifespan so that they can have more time to practice.

To exchange for a life-prolonging elixir and a large amount of good deeds, Wang Yingjie can get four life-prolonging elixirs. This is the family's reward for the ascended clan members.

Other tribesmen do not receive such good treatment. The cultivators who have ascended from the lower realm to the Xuanyang Realm are welcomed wherever they are.

Wang Yingjie's eyes were slightly red and he accepted the storage ring.

When he returned to his family, he found a panacea for longevity, two pieces of Heavenly Spiritual Treasures, and five million spiritual stones. Wang Yingjie felt a sense of emotion in his heart. After all the hardships, it was worth the hardships he suffered in the wilderness.

"Okay, Yingjie, you go down and take the elixir first to extend your life! There will be plenty of time to chat later."

Wang Mengbin said with a smile that he could understand Wang Yingjie's mood.

Wang Yingjie nodded and left with Sun Yuejiao. Sun Yuejiao personally arranged a cave for him to express his concern.

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Donglijie, Donghuang.

After thousands of years of reproduction and reproduction, the number of monsters in the Eastern Wasteland has increased dramatically. The top leaders of the monster clan once again launched a war, commanding millions of monsters to invade the territory controlled by the human race.

Yuyao Kingdom, Baicao Mountains.

Thousands of monster beasts are attacking dozens of immortal cultivators. The ground is full of pits and hundreds of corpses are lying on it. Half of the corpses are human cultivators.

A thick five-color light curtain covered dozens of immortal cultivators. The leader was a young woman in a blue dress with delicate features. She was only in the stage of forming an elixir. Looking at her clothes, she was clearly a disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

A young man in a gold shirt with golden wings on his back and a young woman in a red skirt with a hot figure stood on a low slope. They exuded a demonic aura, and they were both in the elixir formation stage.

"Do you really want to fight to the end? Madam Sun, why not join us? We promise to spare your life and give you a good job."

The tone of the young man in gold shirt was full of temptation.

"Hmph, even if I die, I won't help others."

The young woman in the blue dress looked as if she was ready to die.

"Hmph, in that case, there's nothing more to say, just kill them."

The young man in golden shirt looked cold.

"Are the demon clan causing trouble again? Let's just destroy them."

A majestic male voice suddenly sounded.

"What a loud tone, who said that?"

The young man in the golden shirt snorted coldly. He looked towards the source of the sound and saw a bloody man in a blue shirt crawling out of the pile of dead people.

The man in blue shirt breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "I'm finally back, after so many years of separation."

The man in the blue shirt had died long ago, and Wang Changsheng's divided soul took over this body.