Rise of Qinglian

In the northwest of Tianlan Realm, there is a certain rolling green mountain range.

The void shook and twisted, and suddenly tore open, revealing a crack more than a hundred feet wide. A giant golden owl with two heads flew out of the crack, and the crack healed.

Wang Changsheng, Wang Qinghao, and Zhong Ruyi sat on the back of the golden owl. Wang Changsheng's eyes were solemn.

"There's someone to the northwest."

Wang Changsheng said, and the golden owl flapped its wings fiercely and flew towards the northwest.

In an open area, hundreds of immortal cultivators were fighting with each other. There were constant roars and various spells and spiritual lights. There were fire pits on the ground. Dozens of corpses fell to the ground. Judging from the clothes on their bodies, they were divided into two groups.

One group uses spirit beasts and birds to attack the enemy. The leader is a nine-foot-tall man in a golden shirt. The other group controls the puppet beast to deal with the enemy. The leader is a graceful young woman in a blue dress. Both of them are alchemy monks.

A golden giant owl flew from a distance, and not long after, the golden giant owl stopped.

The faces of the monks changed and they all stopped, looking nervous.

"Who knows the situation of Wang Qinglian's family?"

Wang Qinghao asked in a deep voice. Wang Qingshan helped the Tianlan Sect explore the secret realm and the unknown interface. The Tianlan Sect allowed some members of the Wang family to live in the Tianlan World and spread their branches.

"They are the children of the Wang family."

The man in the gold shirt pointed at the young woman in the blue skirt and said.

"Junior Wang Xianyan, I wonder why senior is asking about our family?"

The young woman in blue skirt asked cautiously.

"We are members of the Wang family. Qingshan has placed a group of clan members in Tianlan Realm. We want to know the situation of the clan members in Tianlan Realm."

Wang Changsheng said in a gentle tone.

After hearing this, the expressions of the man in the golden shirt and others changed drastically, and they fled in all directions. Zhong Ruyi shook his sleeves, and a red light flew out. A burst of screams sounded, and all the enemies were killed.

"Ancestor Qingshan? Who is the senior?"

Wang Xianyan asked cautiously.

"Wang Changsheng, Master Taihao, this time I am dividing my soul into the lower realm to solve some problems for the family. Come up quickly and take us to the family's nest immediately."

Wang Changsheng ordered in a tone that could not be refused.

"Yes, ancestor."

Wang Xianyan responded and flew onto the back of the golden owl.

"You guys hurry up and clean up the battlefield and be back soon."

Wang Xianyan ordered, and many tribesmen responded and quickly cleaned the battlefield.

The golden owl flapped its wings fiercely, turning into a gust of wind and flying high into the sky.

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Qinglian Mountain Range, the Wang family’s home base in the Tianlan Realm.

Wang Zongyun is the member of the Wang family with the highest cultivation level in Tianlan Realm, and is in the early stage of becoming a god.

The god-transformation monks of Tianlan Sect did not have the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure to break the interface, so they could only stow away. The god-transformation monks stowed away one after another, and no one cared about the survival of Tianlan Sect.

After the older generation of god-transformation monks left, Tianlan Sect quickly fell into internal strife and was divided into multiple powerful sects, attacking each other in order to compete for immortal cultivation resources.

After years of fighting, seven major forces emerged, five sects and two families, and the Wang family was one of them. There was a god-transforming monk and twenty-five Nascent Soul monks. The Wang family formed an alliance with the Bailian Sect.

After the tossing of the previous generations of god-transforming monks, the resources for cultivating immortals in Tianlan Realm have become scarce, and the number of god-transforming monks has become smaller and smaller. Wang Zongyun was able to conceive a baby, thanks to Wang Qingshan's care.

Wang Qingshan reached some kind of deal with the Tianlan Sect. If Wang Qingshan does not die, the gods of the Tianlan Sect will not dare to make things difficult for the Wang family.

There are very few resources for cultivating immortals that interest the cultivators of the gods, so naturally they cannot trigger a war. Petty fights are common, but annihilation of families and families is relatively rare.

On this day, Wang Zongyun was practicing at his residence, just to be able to advance to the middle stage of divine transformation as soon as possible.

She seemed to have noticed something, so she quickly stopped her work, took out a gleaming communication disk, and typed in a magic formula. A surprised man's voice suddenly sounded: "Sixth Aunt, our ancestors have come down to help us. Come out quickly."

"Ancestor? Which ancestor."

Wang Zongyun was slightly startled.

"Master Taihao, and Patriarch Qinghao, we are in the meeting hall, please come out quickly!"

The man's voice was extremely happy.

"Tahao Zhenren!"

Wang Zongyun was stunned, he knew Wang Qinghao's existence.

When Wang Qingshan migrated his clan to the Tianlan Realm, Wang Qinghao had already transformed into a human form. The senior members of the Wang family who arrived in the Tianlan Realm kept portraits of Wang Qinghao and Wang Qingshan, which were easily identifiable.

In the meeting hall, Wang Changsheng was sitting in the main seat. Wang Qinghao, Zhong Ruyi, and Xiao Miexian stood aside. Thirty clan elders stood neatly in rows and were reporting the situation to Wang Changsheng.

There are currently five known gods in the Tianlan world, and both the Bailian Sect and the Wang family have a god-transformation cultivator.

"Qing Hao, Zhong Xiaoyou, you go to the other six factions and convince them to work for our Wang family. Go back as soon as possible."

Wang Changsheng ordered that with Wang Qinghao and Zhong Ruyi's magical powers, there was no god-transforming monk in Tianlan Realm who could be their opponent.

Things have changed and people have changed. How powerful the Tianlan Realm was once, but now there are only five god transformations left, not even a mid-level god transformation monk.

"Yes, Uncle Jiu (Senior Wang)."

Wang Qinghao and Zhong Ruyi agreed, turned and left.

A red escaping light flew in, it was Wang Zongyun.

"My grandson pays homage to his ancestors."

Wang Zongyun bowed and looked respectful.

Wang Changsheng looked Wang Zongyun up and down, nodded and said: "Yes, it's really good that you can advance to the stage of transformation into gods. I heard that you are an weapon refiner."

Tracing back to his roots, Wang Zongyun is a descendant of Wang Changxing.

"My grandson has learned some skills in refining weapons and can refine fourth-level puppet beasts."

Wang Zongyun answered truthfully.

"I want to collect some resources for cultivating immortals. You send people to collect them. Also, tell me about the situation of the Demon Burial Ice Field."

Wang Changsheng threw a blue jade slip to Wang Zongyun and ordered to collect the water of the Styx. This was his biggest purpose in the lower world.

Wang Zongyun glanced at it with his consciousness, handed it to a short and fat old man, and ordered: "Send someone to handle it immediately without any delay."

"Yes, Sixth Aunt."

The short and fat old man responded and left with the other clan elders.

Wang Zongyun talked about the situation in the Demon Buried Ice Field. Since the Tianlan Sect had prepared for war and dug deep into the ground to search for immortal cultivation resources, the God Transformation monks who wanted to go further had no choice but to venture to the Demon Burial Ice Field. There were two God Transformation monks. A group of people were organized to hunt for treasure in the Demon Burial Icefield, but they suffered heavy losses and gained little.

"So, the water of the underworld is still there!"

Wang Changsheng said excitedly that the water of the Styx is the real name, but the monks in the lower realm did not know that it was the water of the Styx.

"It's still there, that thing can't be used to refine weapons, and the spirit treasure will be damaged if it touches it."

Wang Zongyun said truthfully.

"Come on, let's go to the Demon Burial Icefield. You send someone to inform the other god-transformation monks and tell them that I have set up an ascension formation in the lower realm. If you cooperate with us, you can get the right to use the ascension formation. If you don't cooperate, don't blame us. You're welcome. "

Wang Changsheng ordered, with a murderous look on his face.

He doesn't have much time to delay. He must resolve the matter in the lower realm as soon as possible. The people of the Ice Sea Realm and Qianhu Realm provide a lot of resources for cultivating immortals, but they are still unable to arrange the ascension formation. The Tianlan Realm should be able to provide the remaining materials. , after all, Tianlan Realm plundered a large amount of immortal cultivation resources back then.

Xiao Miexian transformed into a huge golden owl. Wang Changsheng jumped on its back. The golden owl flapped its wings fiercely, blew a gust of wind and flew away, disappearing into the sky.