Rise of Qinglian

To put it bluntly, Xuanling Tianzun's dojo is the largest secret treasure in the Xuanyang world. Since the birth of Xuanling Tianzun's dojo, countless high-level monks have gained opportunities from it, and their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. According to reliable records, , at least ten Mahayana people have entered Xuanling Tianzun's dojo and received great opportunities, and a large number of high-level monks have died in the dojo.

Xuanling Tianzun's dojo only appears once in tens of thousands of years, and its location is not fixed. It all depends on luck.

"Xuanling Tianzun's dojo!"

Shangguan Tianhong took a breath and looked excited. He naturally knew what this meant.

It seems that the Lord Xuanji's calculations are really accurate. This is Ye Xuanji's opportunity, and it is also Shangguan Tianhong's opportunity. Maybe he can take this opportunity to advance to the integration stage.

"Let's go in quickly. The Mahayana monks will come too late. It won't be that easy to get in."

Ye Xuanji searched the belongings of the two Blood Shadow Clan members, burned their bodies, and turned into a bolt of light and flew away through the air. Shangguan Tianhong quickly followed.

The Nine-Colored Light Gate was so conspicuous that it could be seen from a long distance away. The news quickly spread, and a large number of experts came to the Xuanying Mountains.

One day later, two rays of light flew from the distant sky. Not long after, the two rays of light stopped at high altitude. They were Chen Yueying and Yang Qinglong.

"Xuanling Tianzun's dojo!"

Chen Yueying looked excited, her chance had arrived.

"Let's go, I hope the topographic map handed in by Senior Nephew Wang will come in handy."

Chen Yueying and Yang Qinglong flew toward the Nine-Colored Light Gate very quickly.

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All the races and forces in Xuanguang Continent are excited. A large number of masters rush to the Xuanying Mountains. The Blood Shadow Clan sends a large number of masters, with the dojo as the center, and a radius of a billion miles is sealed off. Masters from small forces are not allowed to enter. But if anyone is found, he will be killed without mercy.

This move of the Blood Shadow Clan caused dissatisfaction among other races. Under the instructions of several Mahayana monks, dozens of small races joined forces to attack the Blood Shadow Clan and started a race war. Several powerful races took the lead and took this opportunity to distract the Blood Shadow Clan. force.

According to usual practice, Xuanling Tianzun's dojo will last for about a year. Before Xuanling Tianzun's dojo was closed, the Blood Shadow Clan was the target of public criticism and was targeted by all forces.

Even if the Blood Shadow Clan lets them go, it will be useless. A large number of experts will rush to the Xuanying Mountains. Along the way, the lower-level members of the Blood Shadow Clan will definitely suffer. This is no different from an invasion.

Because Xuanling Tianzun's dojo appeared in the world, a racial war broke out in Xuanguang Continent. Many forces participated in the war, causing chaos. Some forces took the opportunity to expand their territories, and some evil cultivators took the opportunity to destroy families and sects.

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Xuanling Continent, Zhenhai Palace.

In a manor that occupies a very large area, Song Yiming and Song Yuchan were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.

"You have a Tianyao spirit body and your spiritual consciousness is naturally powerful. Junior Brother Wang's spiritual consciousness is not worse than yours?"

Song Yiming said in surprise.

Song Yuchan possesses a Tianyao spirit body, and her spiritual consciousness is naturally strong, making her suitable for being a puppet master and weapon refiner. In addition, the skills she practices are somewhat special and she can sense the strength of other immortal cultivators' spiritual consciousness.

Song Yuchan nodded and said, "I guess he had a chance encounter! Otherwise, he wouldn't be here today."

"That's true, I don't know about Junior Sister Chen and Junior Brother Yang..."

Before Song Yiming finished speaking, he frowned. He took out a golden magic disk and entered a magic formula, his face became ugly.

"Dad, what happened?"

Song Yuchan asked nervously.

"Junior Brother Yang's soul lamp has gone out!"

Song Yiming said in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Yang is dead and has disappeared?"

Song Yuchan said in surprise.

"Not necessarily. If you are trapped in some special restrictions, some treasure secrets can also extinguish the natal soul lamp. I hope I am worrying too much."

Song Yiming's expression was solemn.

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Qinglian Island, Sutra Pavilion.

In a certain guest room, Wang Yifu scratched his head and ears. There were a large number of books scattered on the floor.

"It's really difficult to deduce the exercises. After referring to more than a dozen sets of exercises, the deduced exercises have too many problems. At the least, the practice is slow, and at worst, the exercises are crazy."

Wang Yifu said to himself, with a sad look on his face.

Since Wang Moshan took over as the head of the family, he organized a group of clan members to sort out the martial arts collected by the family and try to deduce them.

For thousands of years, little has been achieved.

There was a knock on the door. Wang Yifu frowned and said impatiently: "Come in."

The door opened and Wang Chuanlin walked in, holding a thick classic in his hand.

"Ancestor Yifu, I have already sorted out the classics you asked me to sort out."

Wang Chuanlin handed the classics in his hand to Wang Yifu.

After he was elected as the guardian of the cabinet, he was responsible for sorting out the family's Five Elements Kung Fu, classifying them according to the number of levels, magical powers, founder's cultivation, etc., for easy reference.

"I know, just put it down. The family has recently acquired a batch of exercises. Go and sort them out, and then send them over."

Wang Yifu ordered.

Wang Chuanlin responded, pondered for a moment, and asked curiously: "Ancestor Yifu, are you deducing the technique?"

"Well, most of the martial arts books collected are common ones, or they are also available from other forces. They are not unique. It would be great if there were unique martial arts books for our family."

Wang Yifu said without raising his head that his great-grandfather was the first generation in charge, and by his generation, there had been no major progress.

The exercises practiced by the Wang family are all created by other monks, and there is no set of exercises that belong to the Wang family.

The derivation of the exercises still needs to be continuously improved, unless the monks who created the exercises have a high level of cultivation and are very talented in deducing the exercises. The monks who can do this are basically the founders or founders of major forces. Ancestor.

"Our family's unique technique!"

Wang Chuanlin was slightly stunned. He subconsciously thought of Wang Qingqi. Wang Qingqi's last words before his death were that he hoped that his family would have a unique healing elixir and would not have to be controlled by others.

"Yes! Our family has a fusion monk who is in charge. The treasure that controls the family is the middle-grade Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure, and the spiritual beast that protects the clan is the sixth level. But there is no unique technique. This is not possible, but it is too difficult to deduce the technique. I At present, the deduction to the stage of divine transformation is not smooth in some places. It depends on you, the younger generation. Of course, cultivation is the foundation, followed by the deduction of techniques. Ancestor Qingqi is limited by his family's development background. Our starting point is relatively high, we have to work harder, and we must have our own clan-suppressing skills."

Wang Yifu said seriously.

Each generation has its own mission. The more hard it works, the starting point of the next generation will be higher. Sooner or later, the family will have its own unique skills and a well-known set of skills to suppress the clan.

Wang Chuanlin responded, turned around and walked out, closing the door.

"That's right! Our family seems to be lacking the Clan-Suppressing Technique, and we have everything else."

Wang Chuanlin said to himself, a seed took root and sprouted in his heart.