Rise of Qinglian

Qianling Continent, Qinglin Valley.

In a secluded small courtyard with blue tiles, Wang Xiangrong, Wang Yixin, Wang Chuanming, and Wang Zongyun were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, talking about something.

Wang Chuanming and Wang Xiangrong were both in the late stages of integration and both ate the Tan Yuan Fruit.

Without Tan Yuan Guo, they would not have advanced to the late stage of integration so quickly.

"I plan to retreat in seclusion for a period of time and strive for the Dzogchen Perfection."

Wang Xiangrong said in a deep voice.

"You can practice with peace of mind! As long as we are here, there won't be any trouble."

Wang Yixin said with confidence.

A Mahayana monk, Xuanhuo Sanren, appeared in the human race of Qianling Continent, and he was much better than before.

There are more than a thousand members of the Wang family in Qianling Continent, including eight fusion monks and more than forty cultivators. They do not occupy any territory. They mainly do business, including puppet beasts, elixirs, talismans, spiritual wine, etc. Beasts are more popular.

Before Wang Qingshan left Qianling Continent, he made a special trip to visit many major forces in the human race in Qianling Continent. They knew that there were Mahayana monks behind the Wang family. The Wang family was only doing business, so the major forces welcomed them, and some forces even married into the Wang family.

The tribesmen sell their goods, acquire the unique immortal cultivation resources of Qianling Continent, and transport them back to Xuanling Continent.

Wang Xiangrong nodded and was about to say something when a transmission note flew in. Wang Chuanming grabbed the transmission note and crushed it. A familiar female voice sounded: "Ancestor, we are back."

"Ruyi! They are back."

Wang Yixin walked out quickly and opened the courtyard door. Uncomfortable, Wang Ruyi and Long Qingfeng stood at the door.

Over the years, they have been living in foreign lands, making a living by hunting monsters. Sometimes they compete with foreign monks for resources to cultivate immortals, and they have all entered the middle stage of integration.

People from the Jiuyuan Merchant Alliance found them, and Su Xiangdong sent them back to Qinglin Valley uneasily.

"This is a fellow Taoist from the Nine Yuan Merchant Alliance. Senior Su sent them to send us back."

Wang Ruyi pointed to the discomfort and introduced.

"I'm sorry to bother you, fellow Taoist. It's disrespectful to be careless."

Wang Yixin took out a cyan storage ring and handed it to Uneasy.

"Fairy Wang, you're welcome. I'm following orders, but I can't accept your things, otherwise Elder Su will blame me."

I felt uncomfortable and declined politely.

"When we are free another day, we will definitely pay you a visit. Thank you very much. Fellow Taoist, please express our gratitude to Senior Su on our behalf."

Wang Xiangrong came over, cupped his fists and said.

"No problem. I have important things to attend to, so I won't stay any longer. I'll take my leave."

Feeling uncomfortable, he said goodbye and left.

Long Qingfeng and Wang Ruyi walked in, and Wang Yixin closed the courtyard door.

"Ruyi, Qingfeng, where have you been all these years?"

Wang Xiangrong asked.

Wang Ruyi did not hide anything and talked about their experiences over the years.

"It's good to come back. My ancestor thought something happened to you. If he knew you were back safely, he would be very happy."

Wang Chuanming said with a smile.

"By the way, we got a classic book that introduced a lot of immortal texts."

Wang Ruyi took out a thick blue book and handed it to Wang Xiangrong.

""Xian Wentong!"

Wang Xiangrong flipped through a few pages and looked happy. Wang Changsheng repeatedly told them to pay attention to the classics that introduced the immortal characters. They kept paying attention, but they gained nothing.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ruyi brought back a copy of "Xian Wentong", which was really great.

"Just come back and practice in Qinglin Valley! Wait until the Ice Lion comes to Qianling Continent, and then take the Ice Lion back. Our family now has three Mahayana monks."

Wang Xiangrong said with a smile that he did not know that Wang Mengbin had entered the Mahayana stage.

"Three Mahayana? Have all our ancestors advanced to the Mahayana stage?"

Wang Ruyi was surprised and said that she only knew that Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingshan had entered the Mahayana stage, so she felt uncomfortable telling them.

"Yeah, our family is now strong and strong. Our ancestors destroyed the Jinghuo tribe. Our family is the number one cultivating immortal family in Xuanling Continent."

Wang Yixin said with pride.

Wang Ruyi and Long Qingfeng looked happy after hearing this.

After chatting over a cup of tea, they went down to rest. Wang Xiangrong walked into a secret room, sat cross-legged on a green futon, and practiced Qigong.

Not long after, a green glow appeared out of thin air, covering his whole body, and Wang Xiangrong closed his eyes.

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Time flies, and more than a thousand years have passed.

A piece of blue sea, with gusty sea breeze and cloudless sky.

A silver light appeared in the sky. Not long after, the silver light stopped, revealing a huge silver ship more than a hundred feet long. There was a thirty-six-story silver attic on the huge ship.

Wang Mengbin and dozens of Wang family monks stood on the deck with solemn expressions.

They had left Xuanling Continent for more than a thousand years, and finally arrived here. Wang Mengbin personally controlled the cross-sea thunder boat and flew at full speed to get here so quickly.

The Xuan Qing was just wandering around, otherwise it wouldn't take a thousand years to get back to the Xuan Ling Continent.

"Yingjie, Hongxue, take some of your clan members to explore and see where the thunder field is."

Wang Mengbin ordered that he only remembered that he appeared here in the first place. How to get back was a question. He had to use the random teleportation array at the beginning, but naturally he could not do so now.

Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue responded, and left with more than a dozen Void Refining cultivators, spreading out to look for Leiyu.

One day later, Wang Yingjie and others came back.

"To the southwest, there is a sea area with more thunder and lightning power."

Reported by Wang Yingjiehui.

Wang Mengbin nodded, pinched the magic formula, and the aura of the cross-sea thunder boat surged, and it flew towards the northwest.

In less than half an hour, a black sea appeared in front of Wang Mengbin. Lightning and thunder thundered, and thick black lightning struck down from high in the sky.

"It should be here! If it doesn't work, go back."

Wang Mengbin said in a deep voice, with a change in the magic formula, a dazzling spiritual light emerged from the sea-crossing thunder boat, and a silver curtain of light appeared out of thin air, covering the entire sea-crossing thunder boat.

There are a large number of lightning patterns on the surface of the silver light curtain, as well as many mysterious silver runes.

As soon as the cross-sea thunder boat appeared in the black sea, a black lightning struck from the sky and fell on the silver light curtain. The silver light curtain did not move at all, and the black lightning disappeared.

As time goes by, the cross-sea thunder boat goes deeper and deeper into the black sea, and more and more black lightning falls, but the impact is not significant.

Less than half a month later, the cross-sea thunder boat has not left this sea area. The water and sky are gray, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Wang Mengbin frowned, his method changed, and the speed of the cross-sea thunder boat increased sharply.

After a cup of tea, the cross-sea thunder boat left the black sea and appeared above the blue sea. The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.

"Leaved?"

Wang Mengbin said to himself, with a somewhat uncertain tone.

Wang Mengbin controlled the cross-sea thunder boat to fly forward. Seven days later, the cross-sea thunder boat appeared over an island with a radius of a hundred miles. The vegetation on the island was sparse, the terrain was high in the south and low in the north, and there was a lake of more than 100 acres in the center. .

"We're in Canghai, we've been here before."

Bai Yuqi looked happy.