Rise of Qinglian

"Lin Tianfeng can be regarded as a talented person, able to bend and stretch."

Wang Ruyan commented that Lin Tianfeng was the founder of the Qianyuan Sect after all, and he knelt down directly to Wang Changsheng with a very low posture.

"If I were an outsider, I would never have imagined that Guangyuan Sect is a force of our Wang family."

Wang Moshan said with a smile that it was already obvious that Guangyuan Sect and Qianyuan Sect were not in harmony.

"I have entered the integration stage, and the development of the family will be smoother. At this time, we must not get carried away. I ordered Qinglong to increase efforts to punish those clan members who violate the clan rules and restrain the clan members. If there are really those who are blind, You might as well teach them a lesson, so that they don’t think that our Wang family is easy to bully, we still have to fight for what needs to be fought, we don’t cause trouble and we are not afraid of it.”

Wang Changsheng said in a deep voice, the family is on the way up, and the more this happens, the more strict the clan members must be.

History has proven that at this time, it is easier for clan members to act mischievously. Before the Wang family had fusion monks, those Void Refining forces only asked the Wang family to solve minor troubles, and competed with other Void Refining fighting techniques to resolve disputes.

After the Wang family had the combined monks, these forces wanted to use the Wang family's power to severely damage or destroy the hostile forces and expand their power. They were all so crazy, let alone the Wang family members.

After Wang Changsheng enters the combined stage, his clan members can boldly compete with other forces for resources for cultivating immortals. The constraints are much reduced, and they still have to fight for what is necessary.

Wang Moshan nodded: "My grandson also has this intention. In the past few decades, the number of clan members who violate clan rules has increased dramatically."

Since Wang Changsheng entered the fusion stage, the tribe's confidence has become stronger. The minority tribe members have gone crazy, doing many things that violate the tribe's rules, and severely punished dozens of tribesmen, and this unhealthy trend has been stopped.

Wang Changsheng gave some instructions and asked Wang Moshan to retreat.

"Husband, please rest assured and heal your wounds! I will send someone to pay attention to the technique."

Wang Ruyan said warmly that Wang Changsheng's injury has not fully recovered yet and he needs to rest for a while.

Wang Changsheng nodded. He had many things to do, such as healing wounds, condensing dharma, practicing secret techniques, refining weapons, etc.

Entering the secret room, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a blue futon, doing exercises to heal his injuries.

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In a manor that occupies a very large area, Wang Chuanming, Wang Chuanyun, and Wang Chuanfeng were sitting in a blue stone pavilion chatting.

"Brother Chuanming, you can practice with peace of mind. If you need anything, just tell us and we will get it for you."

Wang Chuanyun patted his chest and said, Wang Chuanming had merit, but he also made mistakes. The merits and demerits cannot be offset, and he will be banned for five hundred years. During this period, he will not be allowed to leave Qinglian Island.

He practiced with Wang Chuanming many times, but Wang Moshan was not fooled. After repeated questioning, Wang Chuanyun showed his weakness and admitted that he had no merit, but that he was an evil cultivator who killed Chen Chu.

Wang Moshan reprimanded Wang Chuanyun and let it go.

"Yes! Brother Chuanming, you can speak up, but we still have some rights."

Wang Chuanfeng echoed.

"I don't lack anything, but you should take care of yourselves. If I'm not wrong, the Law Enforcement Hall is very busy. In the decades after our ancestors entered the combined stage, the head of the family severely punished dozens of clan members who violated the clan rules. , this is the direction of the trend, I read the family history, the better the family develops, the stricter the family rules will be."

Wang Chuanming warned that since Jin Jian was reprimanded by Wang Moshan, Wang Chuanming had been thinking. What he was thinking about was not what he had done wrong, but the family's long-term development plan and Wang Moshan's character.

Only by understanding the family's long-term development plan and Wang Moshan's character can we make fewer mistakes.

"We listen to you. By the way, I heard that Chuan Lin has been selected as the guardian of the cabinet."

Wang Chuanyun remembered something and reminded him.

"Guardian of the Pavilion? Huh, it's very boring. It's basically just cultivation. There are no opportunities to make meritorious service, and there are very few opportunities to fight against other monks. His strength and knowledge are not up to par. But with his character, he is quite suitable to be a Guardian of the Pavilion. Man, when I advance to the Void Refining Stage, he will probably still be in the God Transformation Stage."

Wang Chuanming looked disdainful.

"Well, how can he be compared to Brother Chuan Ming?"

Wang Chuanfeng flattered.

"Hehe, Brother Chuanming has entered the Void Refining Stage, so he needs to support us a lot."

Wang Chuanyun echoed.

"You have been playing with me since you were a child. If I had a good life, would I not take care of you? When you got into trouble, when would I stand by and watch?"

Wang Chuanming smiled and joked that he is recognized as the best among the people of the "Chuan" generation.

"Hehe, of course we know that Brother Chuanming will take care of us and needs our help. Don't be polite to us, brother."

Wang Chuanyun chuckled, patted his chest and said.

"Okay, stop flattering. Cultivation is the foundation. Don't neglect your cultivation. Wan Xiu is here to congratulate us when we see our ancestors' union ceremony."

Wang Chuanming had a look of longing on his face. He had finally found his goal, to become a great monk like Wang Changsheng, and be worshiped by thousands of cultivators, no matter what the price.

Wang Chuanyun and Wang Chuanfeng agreed, chatted for a while, then left and returned to their posts to perform their respective duties.

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Xuanguang Continent, Xuanying Mountain Range is located in the middle of Xuanguang Continent, which is the territory of the Blood Shadow Clan.

The Blood Shadow Clan was originally a vassal of the Shadow Clan, but two Mahayana monks of the Shadow Clan died at the hands of Xuanling Tianzun. Other races united to deal with the Shadow Clan. The Blood Shadow Clan took advantage of the situation to rise. Currently, the Blood Shadow Clan is the strongest seven in the Xuanguang Continent. One of the races.

Deep in the Xuanying Mountains, there were constant explosions and waves of air.

Ye Xuanji stood on a low slope, her face slightly pale, and there were a large number of treasure fragments scattered on the ground.

Two blood shadow clansmen fell to the ground, breathless, with a fist-sized bloody hole on their head.

Shangguan Tianhong stood aside, his face bloodless and his back dripping with blood.

"It's finally solved, the Blood Shadow Clan is really lingering."

Ye Xuanji said to herself.

Shangguan Tianhong wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words.

"Just say what you want to say, don't hide it."

Ye Xuanji's tone was indifferent.

"Miss, why do we have to stay in Xuanguang Continent?"

Shangguan Tianhong wondered, they had stayed in Xuanguang Continent for thousands of years, traveling around, and no fewer than ten fused monks had died at the hands of Ye Xuanji.

The alien race went crazy and sent a large number of experts to arrest Ye Xuanji.

Ye Xuanji is so powerful that crossing the sea is not a problem, but she is unwilling to leave Xuanguang Continent.

"I asked the God of Xuanji for divination, and he said that my chance is related to "light". In Xuanyang Realm, Xuanguang Continent has the word "light", and it is probably here."

Ye Xuanji explained.

"Mysterious God Lord?"

Shangguan Tianhong was full of curiosity. This was the first time he had heard of this person.

"He is recognized as the number one fortune teller in the Xuanyang world, and his whereabouts are unpredictable. I also spent a lot of money to ask him to help me divine once."

Ye Xuanji explained patiently.

Shangguan Tianhong was about to say something when a loud thunder sounded from high in the sky, and the void twisted and deformed, creating waves of ripples.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a nine-color light door more than ten thousand feet high slowly emerged from the void. On the surface of the light door, real spirits such as true dragons, celestial phoenixes, unicorns, and Xuanwu could be seen, with an astonishing power.

"Xuanling Tianzun's dojo!"

Ye Xuanji exclaimed, looking excited.