Rise of Qinglian

Han Changfeng nodded secretly. More than a thousand years ago, the Wang family had just been founded, and there were not many high-level monks in the family. After more than a thousand years, the Wang family had changed its appearance, with many talents and rapid development.

It's the same for any force in its rising stage. With all kinds of talents emerging, there's no telling how far the Wang family can develop.

If the opportunity is great enough, the emergence of Mahayana monks will not be a problem. The world of immortality has never lacked forces or individuals with opportunities that defy heaven. The Jinghuo Clan and Xuanling Tianzun are the representatives.

The Jinghuo Tribe has developed from a small tribe into one of the five major races in the Xuanling Continent within ten thousand years. This is a great opportunity. Xuanling Tianzun has cultivated from the God Transformation Stage to the Mahayana Stage within ten thousand years, becoming the first in the Xuanyang Realm in 500,000 years. people.

Opportunities vary in size, and achievements vary in size and vary from person to person.

There was nothing interesting about the competition between the juniors. After a few glances, Song Yunwu lost interest.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I heard that Xuanling Tianzun's dojo appeared in the Qingli Sea Area, and many Mahayana monks in your Qingli Sea Area got into a fight. Is this true?"

Song Yunwu said curiously that the human monks in Xuanling Continent are very concerned about Xuanling Tianzun's dojo. They heard that there are countless treasures in it, as well as the inheritance of secret techniques.

"It is not the dojo of Xuanling Tianzun, but the sitting cave of other Mahayana monks. There were indeed many Mahayana monks fighting. The Mahayana monks from Jiulong Palace also participated in the battle and were seriously injured by Wanbao Shenjun. The one in Jiulong Palace came from It started to go downhill, and now there is only one Mahayana monk who has not shown up for many years.”

Han Changfeng explained that many high-level monks in Xuanling Continent had asked him about the conflict. There was nothing they could do, it was related to Xuanling Tianzun.

"Nine Dragon Palace, I heard it was a force established by the Jiaolong clan. During its glory days, there were three Mahayana monks. Unexpectedly, it declined."

Ye Tianxue sighed.

"It's normal to have ups and downs. Which force can always be prosperous? Back then, the Xutian Clan was one of the top clans in the Xuanling Continent. Didn't they disappear into the long river of history?"

Song Yunwu said disapprovingly.

"I heard that Taoist friend Song's cousin is a spirit person and has entered the combined stage. Given time, he might be able to advance to the Mahayana stage."

Han Changfeng complimented, saying that no matter what force, spiritual people are the most popular, individual spiritual people can lead a force to glory, there are many such examples.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Han is ridiculous. Cousin Yunlong has some talents in cultivation. Good qualifications do not mean he can advance to the Mahayana stage. I heard that the Five Sacred Lords of your Qingli Sea Region are five spiritual root monks and can also advance to the Mahayana stage. "

Song Yunwu said modestly.

Han Changfeng nodded and said: "Qualification can only determine the speed of cultivation in the early stage. Qualification does not mean everything."

When Song Yunwu was about to say something, Ye Tianxue and others' expressions froze and they looked in a certain direction.

Song Yunwu followed Ye Tianxue's gaze and saw a green lotus platform. Wang Yuanwei and other nine music practitioners were holding various musical instruments, and a thick nine-color light curtain covered them.

Song Liming and the other nine people had different expressions. Some were giggling, some were crying, some were holding their heads in their hands and screaming, and some were full of anger.

Wang Yuanwei and the nine of them used rhythm to attack the enemy together. Once the enemy could not break through their defenses in a short period of time, they would fall into illusions, and sword cultivators were no exception.

Song Liming's face turned red and showed pain.

"Fellow Daoist Wang's people are indeed superior in skills. It seems that Li Ming and the others will need to practice hard for a while before they can catch up with your descendants. In this competition, our Song family lost."

Song Yunwu said, continuing to fight will only make the children of the Song family more embarrassed.

"Yuanwei, stop it!"

Wang Mengbin gave an order, and Wang Yuanwei and others stopped playing. Song Liming and others slowly returned to normal, sweating profusely.

They wanted to show their faces in front of others, but they didn't expect that they would be embarrassed.

"I accept it, Fellow Daoist Song."

Wang Yuanwei said politely.

"When I have the opportunity in the future, I will ask Fairy Wang for advice."

Song Liming cupped his fists and said, Wang Yuanwei should give them some dignity, otherwise they would have killed each other.

The competitions on the other three Lotus Platforms ended one after another. Wang Yuanjiang and others tied with Qin Xiubin and others. Just relying on the body training technique without a large number of external aids, their physical bodies were not enough to withstand the magic weapon's attack.

Qin Xiubin and others couldn't do anything to Wang Yuanjiang and others. The sword energy could only hurt Wang Yuanjiang and others, but not seriously. After all, it was a sparring match, and there was no need to fight to the end.

The third-level puppet beast can resist the magic weapon. Zhao Jingfeng and others cannot easily destroy the third-level puppet beast. Wang Yuanhong and others cooperate well and use the spider puppet beast to spray venom to contaminate the enemy's magic weapon. They work together to break the enemy's defense and defeat the opponent.

Wang Huayue led eight Nascent Soul Stage Sword Cultivators to fight against Lin Yuyan's nine men. The nine Lin Yuyan men commanded a set of spiritual treasures, which was quite powerful.

Wang Huayue arranged a sword formation to fight against the enemy, but Lin Yuyan used a set of spiritual treasures to break through it. The two sides were unable to distinguish themselves, and eventually tied.

In the four competitions, the Wang family's children won two and tied in two. This was just a discussion. Both sides had many powerful weapons that were difficult to use. If it was a life and death battle, it would be difficult to determine the outcome.

After the discussion, Wang Yuanjiang and others returned to their seats and continued chatting with the guests.

Wang Yuanjiang's body surface had many bloodstains and his clothes were in tatters. This time the fight was a draw, Wang Yuanjiang was not depressed, which aroused his desire to win.

There is always a mountain higher, so don't worry if it's a draw this time. He has to work harder and practice harder, and he must defeat the opponent next time.

During this discussion, the Wang family's puppet beasts and sound cultivators left a deep impression on the monks. The puppet beasts could resist magic weapons. The Wang family monks used the puppet beasts to fight against the enemy, which was equivalent to having several more helpers, making it easy to gain the upper hand in a fight.

Not to mention Yinxiu. If the enemy cannot break their defense in a short period of time, they will easily be defeated by them.

"I have heard for a long time that Master Taihao's Taoism is profound. I came to visit this time. I originally wanted to discuss it with Master Taihao. I didn't expect that Master Taihao is in a life-and-death prison. I wonder if fellow Taoist Wang can give me some advice?"

Song Yunwu looked at Wang Mengbin expectantly. The Wang family was the most powerful affiliated force of Zhenhai Palace in this sea area. The Song family had always hoped to overpower the Wang family and seek greater benefits.

"Fellow Daoist Song, you are in the late stage of refining the void, and fellow Daoist Wang is only in the early stage of refining the void. Is it fair that you are competing against each other?"

Qin Ming said with some dissatisfaction.

Wang Mengbin frowned. He could see that Song Yunwu was here to cause trouble. If he didn't give him any color, he would really think that the Wang family was easy to bully, but Song Yunwu's cultivation level was there.

"It's just a few moves, limited to ten moves, how about it?"

Song Yunwu chuckled.

At this moment, countless spiritual lights suddenly emerged in the void. These spiritual lights quickly gathered together and turned into five-color auspicious clouds. A strong wind blew on the island, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.

Ten breathless, tens of thousands of auspicious clouds of five colors appeared over Qinglian Island with an astonishing momentum.

In the gusts of wind, the five-colored auspicious clouds flew in a certain direction.

"Someone is attacking the Void Refining Stage!"

Song Yunwu's expression changed, with a look of disbelief on his face.

You know, it has been less than a hundred years since Wang Mengbin entered the Void Refining Stage. How can another member of the Wang family enter the Void Refining Stage so soon? Could it be said that the Wang family is going to add another Void Refining cultivator?

"Yingjie!"

Wang Mengbin's expression condensed. Only Wang Yingjie on the island had cultivated to the perfection of becoming a god. Needless to say, Wang Yingjie was the one who caused these movements.

Soon, sirens sounded loudly on the island.

"Fellow Taoists, it's a coincidence that you are here. There are members of our Wang family who are entering the Void Refining Stage. Let's wait and see together!"

Wang Mengbin said with a smile.