Rise of Qinglian

When Wang Qingshan travels, his main destination is the inland. He travels to many places, sees the customs and customs of different places, and makes friends with other god-transforming monks. Some places are rich in elixirs and have more alchemists, and some places have more metal veins. There are more weapon refiners.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, we have arrived at Amethyst Valley."

A young man in a golden shirt with handsome features, red lips and white teeth pointed forward and said.

"We're finally back. This time, thanks to Wang Daoyou's help, otherwise we wouldn't be able to come back."

A girl in a purple dress with a round face and big eyes said gratefully.

The young man in the gold shirt is named Ma Tianming, and the girl in the purple skirt is named Ma Tianxue. Both of them are in the middle stage of becoming gods.

They were attacked by a fifth-level monster in the wild and almost died at the hands of the fifth-level monster. Fortunately, Wang Qingshan passed by and saved them.

"It's just a matter of effort, Fairy Ma doesn't need to take it to heart."

Wang Qingshan said nonchalantly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is joking. How can we not take the life-saving grace to heart? It's rare for you to come to Amethyst Valley. We must show our friendship as landlords and express our gratitude."

Ma Tianming said with a smile. With a pinch of magic, the purple flying boat slowly fell towards the ground and landed at the entrance of the Amethyst Valley. The three people stepped off the purple flying boat.

Before entering the Amethyst Valley, a burst of noise came from the valley.

Ma Tianxue pinched the magic formula, and the aura of the purple flying boat dimmed, returned to the size of a palm, and turned into a ray of purple light that disappeared into her sleeves.

The three of them walked towards the valley together. The streets were wide and clean, and the buildings in the city were distributed in a zigzag shape. The buildings were all made of amethyst wood and had different styles.

The streets were crowded with people, most of whom were Nascent Soul cultivators, many Spirit Transformation cultivators, and none of the Void Refining cultivators.

Wang Qingshan has been to Xueyanfang City. In terms of scale, Amethyst Valley is far behind Xueyanfang City. This is understandable. After all, the Ma family only has Void Refining monks and no Fusion monks.

Along the way, most shops sell ores and spiritual wood, and a few shops sell elixirs. The inland area is different from the sea area. The sea area has rich monster resources, and the number and types of metal ores or spiritual trees are relatively small. Alchemy Most of them use monster inner elixirs as the main materials, and there are more metal ores, spiritual trees, and elixirs in the interior.

From time to time, a group of monks wearing uniform purple robes passed by. They were a patrol team, all Nascent Soul monks.

Less than half an hour later, Wang Qingshan followed the Ma Tianming brothers and sisters to a bluestone square covering an area of ​​1,000 acres. A thirty-six-story purple tower was located in the center of the bluestone square.

A rectangular golden plaque hangs above the entrance of the huge purple tower, with three large purple characters "Amethyst Tower" written on it. It is sparkling with light. There are many monks coming in and out, making it very lively.

"Wang Daoyou, this is the Amethyst Tower I told you. This is the store opened by our Ma family, and it is also the largest store in Amethyst Valley. We have everything that other stores have, and we have everything that other stores don't have. Yes.”

Ma Tianming said proudly.

"Not bad, actually using a spiritual treasure as a store."

Wang Qingshan said politely that he had seen bigger and more impressive shops, but he still had to say polite words.

"Come on, let's take you in and have a look."

Ma Tianming waved his sleeves and strode in, followed closely by Wang Qingshan.

The hall is spacious and bright, and the shelves are made of amethyst wood. The Amethyst Tower has thirty-six floors. The first thirty floors are used to sell goods, and the last six floors are for the Ma family monks to live.

The first floor sells spiritual wood and ores, which are not of high quality. Wang Qingshan naturally looks down on these things.

When he reached the twentieth floor, an alluring aroma of tea floated into Wang Qingshan's nose. He felt a chill rise in his abdomen and spread quickly, making his whole body feel refreshed.

The twentieth floor sells a wide variety of teas.

"Tianming, Tianxue, you are finally back. I thought you were going to get involved in the Demon Slayer Convention."

A rough man's voice suddenly sounded.

A middle-aged man with dark skin walked over. The man's hands and feet were thick, his back was heavy, and his body exuded a strong evil spirit, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Judging from the fluctuations in his mana, he was clearly a Void Refining monk.

"Seventh uncle, what kind of demon-slaying convention is this?"

Ma Tianming was slightly stunned and asked curiously.

"Five god-transformation monks from the Qingxu Sect entered the Moyang Forest to hunt monsters. They accidentally discovered a ghost in the Void Refining Stage. Only one of them escaped. Qing Xuzi from the Qingxu Sect personally took action and found more than one refining ghost. There were two ghosts in the virtual stage, and there were quite a few ghosts in the divine transformation stage. Qing Xuzi teamed up with the Golden Flame Sect, the Liehuo Sect, and the Golden Maple Palace. Each of the four sects sent a virtual refining monk, and issued a notice inviting other monks to participate in the extermination. Ghost, by the way, who is this little friend?"

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Wang Qingshan, his face full of curiosity.

"My dear Wang Qingshan of Qinglian Island, I have met Senior Ma."

Wang Changsheng bowed and said politely.

"The Wang family of Qinglian Island? Who are you, Master Taihao?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"That's the junior uncle. Does the senior know Uncle Ninth?"

Wang Qingshan was slightly stunned. He had never heard Wang Changsheng mention this person.

"No, Mr. Ma heard that Fellow Daoist Wang killed three sixth-level monsters. If it weren't for the long distance, Mr. Ma would really like to have a discussion with your clan uncle."

The middle-aged man said the last word with feverish eyes.

"Seventh Uncle, why haven't I heard about this?"

Ma Tianxue was slightly stunned. There were many immortal cultivating families in Xuanling Continent. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had not done anything earth-shattering, and many forces did not know of their existence.

"Qinglian Island is in the northwest corner of Xuanling Continent, close to the Jinpeng clan. It's a long way away. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. By the way, little friend Wang, your clan uncle is also in Amethyst Valley?"

The middle-aged man's tone was warm.

Wang Qingshan shook his head and said: "No, this junior is traveling, and Uncle Ninth is not in Amethyst Valley."

"Seventh uncle, it's a good thing that fellow Daoist Wang came to the rescue, otherwise we wouldn't be able to come back."

Ma Tianming told them how they were in danger.

"It's just a piece of cake, no need to worry about it. By the way, Senior Ma, I want to buy some things. I wonder if Amethyst Tower has these things."

Wang Qingshan took out a green jade slip and handed it to the middle-aged man with both hands.

The middle-aged man swept away his consciousness and said: "There are only some materials. Since you saved Tianming and the others, I won't charge you any fees. By the way, my name is Ma Yunbiao. I will return to Qinglian Island in the future and ask you for help for me." Say hello to my uncle, I will definitely pay you a visit when I have time some other time."

"No problem, I will tell Uncle Jiu when I return to Qinglian Island."

Wang Qingshan agreed.

Ma Yunbiao took out a magic plate with purple light, entered a magic formula, and made a series of gestures.

"Someone will deliver the things later. Tianming, you take little friend Wang to the private room to rest. Little friend Wang saved you. You must treat you well. I want to go to Qingxumen. I heard that there is a tree tens of thousands of years old in the lair of ghosts. The soul-nurturing tree must destroy these ghosts."

Ma Yunbiao warned and left in a hurry.