Rise of Qinglian

Qinglian Island is a vast bluestone square. In the center of the square is a bluestone lotus platform with a size of more than one hundred feet. Wang Qingshan sits on the bluestone lotus platform. Thousands of Wang family children sit cross-legged around the bluestone lotus platform and listen to Wang Qingshan's preaching.

In addition to practicing, Wang Qingshan will also take time to preach to the younger generation and teach them how to practice.

Wang Qingshan has practiced Taoism for more than 5,000 years, and he has already passed the first catastrophe.

If he went to Qianling Continent, he didn't know when he would be able to come back, and the plan could not keep up with the changes. Therefore, before leaving Xuanling Continent, he planned to cultivate as many sword cultivators with extraordinary strength as possible.

"If you have any questions, raise your hands."

Wang Qingshan spoke, the voice was not loud, it spread throughout the Qingshi Square.

Many clansmen raised their right hands, their faces full of anticipation.

Wang Qingshan glanced at Wang Guangming, and said, "Guangming, ask questions!"

"Thank you, Patriarch Qingshan."

Wang Guangming thanked him and stood up,

"Patriarch Qingshan, my grandson would like to ask, is aptitude or chance important?"

Wang Guangming asked sincerely.

"All are important, but the most important thing is the heart of the Tao. Your current conditions are much better than those of the lower realm families, but some of you are addicted to wine and sex or slack in cultivation. They are also five spirit roots. Some clansmen have married dozens of wives and concubines. , some clansmen are devoted to the Tao.”

Wang Qingshan replied.

With a thoughtful expression on Wang Guangming's face, he nodded and sat down.

Wang Qingshan asked hundreds of clan members to ask questions, and answered their questions one by one.

After more than an hour, the sky gradually darkened, Wang Qingshan said: "Okay, today's sermon is over, you go to work!"

"Yes, Patriarch Qingshan."

The clansmen agreed with one voice.

Wang Qingshan turned into a blue rainbow and left this place, and the clansmen left one after another, returning to their respective residences.

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Lan House, a vast bluestone square.

Lan Fukong sat on the main seat, smiling all over his face, and tens of thousands of monks gathered together in Qingshi Square.

"The Wang family congratulates Senior Lan on entering the fusion stage, and presents twenty thousand-year elixir, a bottle of seventh-grade elixir, and a middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao."

Wang Guanglin stood up, took out a cyan storage ring, and handed it to Lan Haisheng.

Lan Fukong has entered the integration period, so the Patriarch of the Lan family will naturally be a cultivator who is refining the emptiness.

All the guests were full of envy. The congratulatory gift from the Wang family was too expensive. Twenty thousand-year-old elixirs were nothing. The seventh-grade elixir and the middle-grade Tongtian lingbao were too precious for a monk who had just entered the fusion stage.

From here, we can also see the relationship between the Wang family and the Lan family. Lan Fukong has provided information to the Wang family many times, and he has been very close to the Wang family. He has fought side by side with Wang Qingshan, Wang Chuanming and many other clansmen. Naturally, the Wang family has a high regard for Lan Fukong. Have a look.

The Wang family wants to use the example of the Lan family to tell other affiliated forces that as long as they do things well for the Wang family, the Wang family will never treat them badly.

"You Wang Daoyou has a heart, thank you very much."

Lan Fukong was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

Representatives of other guests sent congratulatory gifts one after another, far inferior to the Wang family.

Wang Ruyi and Long Qingfeng sat behind a green jade table, drinking and chatting with the Lan family children, getting along very well.

"Fairy Wang, this fellow Taoist is a bit unfamiliar! Who is he?"

A young man in white shirt with sword eyebrows and starry eyes asked, his face full of curiosity.

"Fellow Daoist Long is a guest of our Wang family. It's normal that Fellow Daoist Xu hasn't seen him before."

Wang Ruyi's tone was flat.

The young man in white shirt came from a medium-sized sect, and he was one of Wang Ruyi's suitors.

Wang Ruyi and Long Qingfeng became a pair of monks, keeping a certain distance from their former suitors.

"Fellow Daoist Long! Ke Qing, I don't know what sect or sect Fellow Daoist Long is from?"

The young man in white shirt asked curiously.

"I have no family or sect, just a casual cultivator."

Long Qingfeng said with a smile, he was used to it, as long as he and Wang Ruyi attended celebrations or gatherings, they would often meet Wang Ruyi's suitors, and people would inquire about Long Qingfeng's background.

"Loose cultivator? Long Dao friendly blessing."

The young man in white shirt said with a half-smile, and didn't ask any more questions.

After more than two hours, the banquet dispersed, and most of the guests left one after another. A small number of guests temporarily stayed at the Lan's house, including the Wang family.

In a secluded manor, Wang Qingcheng, Long Qingfeng and Wang Ruyi were talking about something.

"When the time comes, you will run away separately, and I will hold back the enemy. Don't worry, Qing Hao, Yi Dao, and Uncle Yin have already set up an ambush on the road. If a fit monk attacks you, you will sacrifice a seventh-level talisman."

Wang Qingcheng exhorted.

Wang Tuntian, Wang Lin, Wang Qinghao, Wang Yidao, Duan Tongtian, and Wang Xiangrong have been following secretly, waiting for the enemy to appear.

If it is really a person from Nine Dragon Palace, he must be proficient in water escape. Wang Lin is good at water escape, he just needs to entangle the enemy for a while.

Wang Tuntian has a keen sense of smell, and if the enemy escapes, he can catch up with his sense of smell.

They brought the magic moon mirror and the seventh-order puppet beasts, which showed that they attached great importance to the enemy. They wanted to wipe out the invading enemies. They couldn't tell Chen Yueying about this, otherwise Chen Yueying would expose Long Qingfeng's existence if she asked more questions.

"Why don't we act separately! I will leave with some clansmen, and Ruyi is in the second batch."

Long Qingfeng suggested.

"No, this will only arouse their suspicion. Don't worry, we have made careful arrangements to protect you well."

Wang Qingcheng said confidently.

Wang Ruyi has a Taoist protection talisman on him, even if the fit monk makes a move, he will not be able to kill Wang Ruyi for a while.

"The enemy's target is not me, but you. Be careful, hope is our illusion."

Wang Ruyi reminded that she hoped they were thinking too much.

"I will. If a strong enemy shows up, don't get too close to me. As long as you are safe, I can run with confidence."

Long Qingfeng said solemnly.

In the past, he had no worries, but now Wang Ruyi is his concern.

Half a month later, Wang Qingcheng bid farewell to Lan Fukong and left with dozens of clansmen, while the rest of the clan stayed at Lan's house temporarily.

Out of the Yunhang Mountains, Wang Ruyi released a scarlet dragon, Wang Qingcheng and others walked up, the scarlet dragon let out a loud dragon chant, and flew towards the sky.

Not long after, the scarlet flood dragon disappeared into the sky.

The Jinyan Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles, a hidden underground cave.

A dozen or so monks including Mu Hai gathered together. A short and fat old man in green robe held a round bead that shone with blue light in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

"Xu Sen, how are you? Have they arrived yet?"

Mu Hai frowned and asked.

It is not very far from the Yunhang Mountains. Wang Qingcheng and others passed by here, and they should return from here. If it doesn't work, they can only go to other places to intercept.

"Here we come, ready to do it."

Xu Sen's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, the faces of all the monks became serious, and they were ready to attack.

At this moment, the cave shook violently, and thick and long cracks appeared on the ground.

"No, we've been found."

Mu Hai was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that his expression changed drastically.