Rise of Qinglian

Qingzhu Peak, a secret room.

Wang Qingshan was sitting cross-legged on a green futon, with a ball of green flame floating in front of him, emitting frightening heat.

"Finally advanced to the sixth level."

Wang Qingshan said to himself, with a happy face.

During his trip to Wanlingyuan, Wang Qingshan got a group of sixth-order spiritual flames and a group of fifth-order spiritual flames. After refining them with Qinglian Yehuo, he was successfully promoted to sixth-order spiritual flames.

Wang Qingshan put away the Green Lotus Karma Fire, flicked his sleeves, and nine green glass swords flew out, slowly rotating around him, and there was a clear sound of swords.

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On Yuheng Island, silver lightning struck from high in the sky from time to time, and thunder continued.

The Wang family monks on the island are accustomed to it and are not surprised by it.

At the top of Yuheng Peak is a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 acres. There are eight silver stone pillars more than 100 feet high in the square. Each silver stone pillar is engraved with a large number of mysterious formations on its surface.

In the center of the silver stone pillar is a circular platform more than 100 feet in size. Wang Mengbin is sitting cross-legged on the circular platform with his eyes closed and his hands in seals.

Wang Mengbin's body surface was covered with a layer of silver glow, and countless silver arcs could be seen.

Wang Changsheng got a thunder bead from the Ten Thousand Thunder Sea of ​​Tianlan Realm, refined it into the formation, and created the Nine Elements Thunder Gathering Formation.

Once the Nine Yuan Thunder Gathering Formation is used, it is so powerful that it can easily attract the attention of interested people. Wang Mengbin will not practice with the Nine Yuan Thunder Gathering Formation for the time being.

This set of eight-door thunder formation was arranged by Bai Yuqi and his family's formation masters, specifically to assist Wang Mengbin in his practice.

Loud thunders were heard from high in the sky, and thick silver lightning streaked through the sky. As soon as it approached Wang Mengbin Baizhang, it was pulled into the silver stone pillar by the power of the formation. The silver stone pillar decomposed into small silver arcs and struck towards Wang Mengbin. Wang Mengbin was absorbed by Wang Mengbin.

After Wang Changsheng's union ceremony, the older generation of cultivators such as Wang Qingshan, Wang Mengbin, and Wang Yingjie went into retreat one after another, while the younger generation of clan members such as Wang Gonghu, Wang Jiye, and Wang Lihe took up the important roles and shouldered important responsibilities.

At the same time, the Wang family also ushered in a new generation.

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Jinlin Lake is an important inland stronghold of the Wang family.

In the early morning, the sun rises.

The "ding-dang-dang-dang" bell rang, and a new day began. The Wang family members got busy and performed their duties.

There is a small courtyard with green tiles about an acre in size. There is a two-story green attic in the courtyard. On the left side is half an acre of spiritual fields, where some elixirs grow.

The door to the attic opened, and a young man in blue shirt with delicate features and lively eyes came out.

Wang Yong'an is on the sixth level of Qi Refining. His father, Wang Shenglong, is a Nascent Soul cultivator. He has many wives and concubines and no less than a hundred children. Wang Yong'an's mother is a casual cultivator in the foundation building stage. He has three spiritual roots and is inconspicuous.

In the beginning, Wang Yongan's life was pretty good with his father in the Nascent Soul stage taking care of him.

When he was seven years old, Wang Shenglong died while performing a mission, leaving behind a large sum of property. The wives and concubines of each house quarreled over the inheritance.

With the intervention of the clan elder, there was no major fight. The wives and concubines divided the inheritance. The eldest family relied on the power of her mother's family to take away most of the property. Wang Yong'an's mother was of low cultivation and did not have anything good to bribe the clan elder. We were assigned to a small courtyard, and we had a decent life, so we didn't have to worry about food and clothing.

Wang Yongan's eldest brother Wang Yongyan has already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, while Wang Yongan is still practicing Qi. The age difference between the two is more than 200 years.

Wang Yongan knew that he could not rely on others and could only rely on his own efforts.

After leaving his residence, Wang Yongan raised his right hand, and a ray of green light flew out. It was a lotus platform with flashing green light. He jumped onto the green lotus platform, pinched the magic formula, and the green lotus platform flew towards the northwest.

The green lotus platform is a flying magic weapon issued by the family, and everyone has one.

"Brother Yong'an, good morning!"

A clear and pleasant female voice came from behind.

Wang Yongan turned around and saw a blue seagull flying towards him. A tall and thin girl in a blue dress stood on the back of the blue seagull.

The girl in a blue dress has an oval face, a cherry mouth and a beautiful nose, skin like snow, and three thousand black hair tied with a white ribbon, which makes her look quite fairy-like.

Wang Yongqian is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. She is an only child. Her parents died early. She relies on the spiritual rice distributed by her family every month to survive. She can barely maintain her practice. She lives a tight life and is relatively frugal.

Wang Yong'an was usually very kind to her. When she was fifteen years old, her uncle Wang Guangxu suddenly returned after missing for a hundred years. He had already entered the Nascent Soul stage. Their family was thin, and Wang Guangxu was devoted to Taoism and had not married yet.

Wang Guangxu took good care of Wang Yongqian, and her quality of life improved rapidly, as did her status.

"Morning!"

Wang Yongan greeted with a smile.

"Uncle Fanghua is preaching today. He is an array master. If he can be favored by his old man and become an array master, he will definitely not be short of spiritual stones."

Wang Yongqian's face showed longing.

"You have Uncle Honor to take care of you, but you still lack spiritual stones?"

Wang Yongan joked.

"It's better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. I didn't spend a single piece of the spiritual stone that Uncle Honor gave me."

Wang Yongqian said seriously that she was afraid of poverty and did not dare to forget those hard days. Now that her life has improved, she is still very frugal.

"You are too frugal. Some clan elders say that you are too stingy. You don't even get a cup of spiritual tea from your place."

Wang Yongan joked.

"Hmph, after my parents left, they didn't come to see me. Now that Uncle Reputation has entered the Nascent Soul stage and is trying to get close to me, I won't give them spiritual tea. It's a waste. If you come to my place as a guest, Ling Enough tea."

Wang Yongqian snorted lightly and said with some dissatisfaction. She remembered something and said, "By the way, Sister Yongyue and the others are going to hunt monsters. The elders of the clan in the foundation-building period will lead the team. It's a training. Do you want to come with us?"

"No, hunting monsters is too dangerous. My mother asked me to stay in Golden Scale Lake. Safety first."

Wang Yongan declined politely.

His mother raised some spiritual silkworms and sold the silk to accumulate good deeds for him and prepare for his foundation.

"All right!"

Wang Yongqian said nothing more.

While chatting, the two of them landed in a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 acres, where thousands of tribesmen gathered, with cultivation levels ranging from Qi refining to elixir formation.

There are regular sermons given by clan elders at various strongholds of the family, with all-inclusive content.

"Yong'an, Yongqian, you are here."

A slim girl in a green skirt walked over quickly and said hello with a smile.

"Sister Yongyue, you have entered the foundation building stage! Congratulations!"

Wang Yongqian was a little surprised when he felt the powerful aura emanating from the girl in the green skirt, and quickly congratulated her.

"Hunting monsters and earning good deeds is quick, Yong'an, do you want to come together? I will protect you."

Wang Yongyue issued an invitation. There were more than 100,000 immortal cultivators in the Wang family. It was not easy to get ahead. The family's general affairs hall would issue tasks, and there were also tasks in various strongholds. Hunting monsters and beasts to earn good deeds was the fastest, but it was more dangerous.

Wang Shenglong had an accident while hunting a monster and died.