Rise of Qinglian

"I will help fellow Taoists pay attention to the news of the Four Seasons Sword Master. If there is news, I will use dry discs to inform my friends. The dry discs can communicate within a billion miles. If you are trapped in a forbidden area or a special formation, then what? It’s another matter.”

Chen Yan took out a glittering jade plate and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

The surface of the golden jade plate was engraved with a large number of mysterious runes. These runes were twisting like tadpoles, emitting an astonishing wave of spiritual energy. They were clearly low-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasures.

"How many spirit stones?"

Wang Changsheng asked. He had heard of treasures such as dry optical discs. The dry optical discs were imitations of the dry light spiritual discs. The dry light spiritual discs could communicate across interfaces. It was said that the refining method came from the Tianxu Jade Book.

"Nothing is required. Fellow Taoist is inquiring about the water of the Styx. Senior Ye is also looking for the water of the Styx. If fellow Taoist is lucky enough to meet Senior Ye, could you please give us a message? The host of our July Building is It will also be good for her to discuss important matters with her."

Chen Yan said with a smile, True Lord Tianlang and Lord Ten Thousand Puppet Gods were not ordinary people. Wang Changsheng's inquiry into their information was extraordinary. In addition, Wang Changsheng was able to discover her hidden secrets, which made her dare not despise them. .

"How do I know what Senior Ye looks like? I can't help with this."

Wang Changsheng shook his head.

Chen Jun took out a portrait, handed it to Wang Changsheng, and said: "This is Senior Ye's portrait. Fellow Taoist, accept it. The ugly words are ahead. Fellow Taoist, please don't have other ideas. Senior Ye is not an ordinary person. Just help us pass on the message." .”

Wang Changsheng glanced around, his expression unchanged, and nodded: "I understand."

He put away the CDs and portraits, turned and left.

Chen Yan looked at Wang Changsheng's leaving figure with a thoughtful look on his face.

She took out a shimmering magic plate, entered a magic formula, and ordered: "Go down and pay attention to the news about the Four Seasons Sword Master. His cultivation level is above Lianxu."

"Yes, Elder Chen."

A respectful male voice came from the Dharma plate.

Half a day later, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence.

He took out the portrait and the dry CD, checked carefully, and found nothing unusual. He released the double-pupiled rat, which carefully distinguished it and found no special smell.

"Senior Ye is actually a weapon spirit."

Wang Changsheng said softly, his eyes serious.

The owner of Qiyuelou is looking for the weapon spirit, and Master Taiyang seems to be looking for the weapon spirit as well. They all attach great importance to the weapon spirit. Is the weapon spirit a Mahayana monk? Probably not, the weapon spirit should also be the top strong among the fusion monks.

It seems that Qi Ling has some treasure in her hands, or knows some important secrets, which makes both the owner of Qiyue Tower and Master Taiyang want to see her.

In the world of immortality, strength is respected, and the strength of the weapon spirit is definitely not weak, otherwise Taiyang Zhenren and the owner of Qiyue Tower would not be so polite.

I couldn't get any news about the Sword Master of the Four Seasons, but I got news about True Lord Sirius. True Lord Sirius ascended to Xuanguang Continent and established Sirius Valley. True Lord Sirius has entered the integration stage.

Judging from the time, the puppet emperor of the Immortal Cultivation World in Northern Xinjiang should be the Ten Thousand Puppet God Lord, and the Ten Thousand Puppet God Lord also left behind a dojo.

There are many interfaces like Xuanyang Realm. Sword Master of the Four Seasons may have gone to other interfaces.

Wang Changsheng put away the portraits and dry CDs, walked into a secret room, and meditated to adjust his breathing.

One month passed quickly.

On this day, Wang Changsheng left the secret room.

When he came outside, he found that there were many fewer high-ranking monks on the street.

Wang Changsheng walked around Fangshi and found nothing unusual, so he left Fangshi.

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Thousand Centipedes Ridge stretches for millions of miles and is named after the large number of poisonous centipedes that live there. The place is filled with miasma all year round and there are many poisonous insects and beasts. However, after years of mining, elixirs that are over a thousand years old are rare, and gods are rare. Monks hang out here.

A shining red flying boat quickly passed through the sky. Deng Tianyang and other hundreds of Deng family monks stood in the red flying boat, with different expressions on their faces.

This time they went to Tianji Sect to participate in the celebration, and they gained a lot.

Deng Tianyang had a faint smile on his face. During this trip to the Tianji Sect, he exchanged materials for condensing the Dharma, and couldn't wait to rush back to Deng Yunshan to condense the Dharma.

He seemed to notice something, and with a squeeze of the magic formula, the red flying boat stopped.

"I wonder which fellow Taoist it is? You've been following me for so long, it's time to show up!"

Deng Tianyang frowned and said, with his consciousness wide open, he inspected the situation within a thousand miles and found nothing unusual.

There was a loud rumble, the ground suddenly exploded, and dust flew into the sky.

Thirty-six rays of golden light flew out from the ground, merged into one in an instant, and turned into a giant golden blade, emitting frightening spiritual energy fluctuations, tearing apart the void wherever it passed.

Feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from the golden giant blade, Deng Tianyang was startled and was about to cast a spell to resist.

A loud horn sounded, and Deng Tianyang discovered in horror that he could not mobilize any mana.

The golden giant blade instantly arrived in front of Deng Tianyang. Deng Tianyang's chest lit up with a dazzling yellow light. A yellow jade talisman with flashing light flew out. With a muffled sound, the yellow jade talisman exploded and countless yellow runes dropped. Sliding around, it turned into a gleaming yellow armor, protecting his whole body.

There is a turtle pattern on the surface of the yellow armor, which is amazingly aura.

The giant golden blade struck the yellow armor, with a muffled sound, sparks flying, and a deep slash on the surface of the yellow armor.

After the turtle pattern let out a low roar, the yellow armor's aura surged, and the slashes disappeared.

The golden giant blade suddenly disintegrated and turned into thirty-six golden flying knives, slashing at Deng Qingwu and others.

A burst of miserable screams rang out. Deng Qingwu and others could not stop them at all, and were killed instantly. Even Nascent Soul could not escape.

Deng Tianyang also reacted. A golden light flew out from his body and turned into a golden human-shaped shadow. The Dharma was condensed by three-tenths.

As soon as the humanoid figure appeared, it opened its mouth and sprayed out a stream of golden light, covering Deng Tianyang.

At the same time, the humanoid figure moved its arms, and countless golden lights rushed out, turning into golden flying swords, tens of thousands of them, shooting in all directions.

After a deafening loud noise, the ground exploded, the mountain peaks turned into powder, trees snapped in half, and air waves billowed.

A ray of golden light flew out from the ground, and amid a piercing whistling sound, it turned into a golden tornado more than 10,000 feet high, sweeping towards Deng Tianyang.

Just as Deng Tianyang was about to cast a spell to resist, a man's loud shout rang out.

He let out a scream, held his head in his hands, and his facial features were distorted.

When he recovered, the golden tornado was already in front of him. The strong air flow pushed him into the golden tornado, and there was a "clang" sound of metal colliding.

Not long after, the golden tornado split into pieces, revealing Deng Tianyang's figure. His body was covered with a dim golden light, and his face was slightly pale.

Fortunately, the magical power he mastered was geared toward defense, otherwise he might have died.