Rise of Qinglian

Tianhong Cave is located in the middle of Wanlong Continent. It is an ancient battlefield with many restrictions. Mahayana monks are at risk of falling if they enter.

Deep in the Tianhong Cave, there is a long and narrow valley. There is no grass growing in the valley, and the stone walls on both sides of the valley are uneven.

More than a dozen monks from the Wang family, including Wang Lihe, Wang Huayue, and Wang Yier, walked forward slowly, their faces full of alertness.

Ye Yuhuan escaped in the Ice Lion and was chased by two Mahayana monks earlier. Ye Yuhuan stayed behind and let them escape for their lives.

They scattered and fled for their lives, and the enemy also sent fusion monks to hunt them down.

In order to avoid pursuit, Wang Lihe and a dozen other Wang Jia Xiushan fled into Tianhong Cave. Of course, they made some marks on the road so that the tribe could track them to Tianhong Cave.

A little more than a quarter of an hour later, they walked out of the valley, and a rolling green mountain range came into view.

The sword case Wang Lihe was carrying began to shake slightly, and Wang Huayue's sword case also began to shake.

A harsh sword sound sounded, and their natal flying swords flew out of the sword boxes and were about to fly in a certain direction.

Wang Lihe and Wang Huayue hurriedly sealed their seals. The aura of their flying swords soared and stopped in mid-air. They trembled slightly and heard loud sword sounds.

Wang Lihe and Wang Huayue kept saying goodbye, and the flying sword reluctantly flew back into the sword box, which shook slightly.

"Go back quickly, there's something weird here."

Wang Lihe said in a deep voice, they quickly retreated to the valley, and only then did their natal Feijian settle down.

"How is this going?"

Wang Lihe's face was full of confusion. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

It seemed like something was summoning his natal flying sword, but he didn't know what it was.

"Let me go take a look! You stay here."

Wang Yier said in a deep voice, there must be something special ahead.

Wang Yier applied several defenses to himself and walked out of the valley.

Wang Lihe and others were waiting in the valley with solemn expressions.

Half a day later, Wang Yier came back.

"I found a mountain peak, similar to our family's Burial Sword Peak. There are many flying swords."

As Wang Yier spoke, he took out a small mirror with glittering golden light and injected it with magic power. Countless mysterious runes lit up on the mirror, and a majestic giant peak could be seen. There were many flying swords stuck on the giant peak. They have different shapes, some have only the hilt left, and some have only the sword body. The area above the mountainside is obscured by white mist, making it difficult to see clearly what's going on inside.

"Buried Sword Peak! Is there a sword spirit? One or two, have you gone up to have a look?"

Wang Lihe asked.

"There is a thunder attribute blocking the road, and I can't get through it."

Wang Yier explained that some thick golden lightning can be seen on the mirror, with lightning and thunder.

He thought of something and continued: "It's probably the Sword Spirit. I've estimated that it's tens of thousands of miles away from here. Such a distance can affect your natal flying swords. It's probably the Sword Spirit, or something of a higher level. It must be the same as the sword spirit." It’s related to flying swords.”

"Sword Spirit!"

Wang Huayue's eyes were fiery. As a sword cultivator, she naturally knew what the sword spirit meant. If she could subdue the sword spirit, she could greatly improve the sword cultivator's strength.

"There are a lot of restrictions here, let's hide here for a while! Wait until the storm passes, and then go out to look for the clansmen."

Wang Lihe said solemnly.

They couldn't contact Wang Qingshan, so they could only hide here.

There was a small cave in the valley. They walked into the cave and arranged warning arrays and warning puppets nearby to prevent enemies from coming quietly.

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Xuanyang Realm, Qianling Continent.

In a quiet manor in the Jiuyuan Mountains, Su Jianjia, Su Xiangdong and an imposing man in white were sitting in a red stone pavilion, talking about something.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, I heard that you refined a piece of Han Yan Stone and transformed it into the acquired spiritual body Han Yan Body!"

Su Xiangdong said with a smile.

Acquired spiritual bodies also have innate supernatural powers, which are not necessarily inferior to innate spiritual bodies.

Immortal cultivators use external objects to transform into acquired spiritual bodies, and can master a unique innate magical power. The power of this magical power will increase with the improvement of cultivation.

Although there are benefits to doing this, it also involves a lot of risks. If you fail, you will die. With the help of special elixirs or secret talismans, you may be able to survive, but your cultivation level will easily plummet. Even so, There are still many monks who want to transform into acquired spiritual bodies.

"Fellow Daoist Su is so well-informed! You know this."

The big man in white shirt smiled boldly and said meaningfully.

"It's not that I'm well-informed, but that Fellow Daoist Bai has discussed with other fellow Daoists and used the Han Yan Body's innate magical power, the True Flame of Han Yan. With this spiritual flame, coupled with the spiritual flame cultivated by Fellow Daoist Bai himself, it should be possible to cultivate Let’s release a ball of eighth-level spiritual flames!”

Su Xiangdong said meaningfully.

The big man in white shirt is called Bai Biao, and he has cultivation in the middle stage of Mahayana.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Su is very knowledgeable and I can't hide it from you. To be honest, if I hadn't been greedy for the Hanyan True Flame, I wouldn't have wanted to try it. Thanks to you for giving me a Nine Yuan Heart Protection Pill, otherwise I might not have been able to hold on. In the past, Fellow Daoist Sun obtained a piece of Qianyuan Divine Crystal and wanted to transform it into an acquired spiritual body, but failed and died."

When Bai Biao finished speaking, his expression became solemn.

The Nine Yuan Heart Protecting Pill is an eighth-level elixir. If you take this pill and fail to transform your spirit body, you can at least save your life. However, the Nine Yuan Merchant Alliance rarely sells this pill, mainly because the refining materials are difficult to find.

"Qian Yuan Divine Crystal? Fellow Daoist Sun, you really dare to think that Qian Yuan Divine Crystal is the material for refining Xuantian's treasure. It is more precious than Han Yan Stone. No wonder it failed."

Su Xiangdong said in a regretful tone.

"There is no way. He is about to go through the fifth great heavenly tribulation. He has been stuck in the middle stage of Mahayana. If he succeeds, he will become a body of Qianyuan. He will master the magical power of Qianyuan Treasure Armor. His defense power is not as good as the talent of a body of dry earth. There is no difference between the magical power of dry earth and the divine light, and we have a chance to withstand the fifth great catastrophe. We casual cultivators are not as good as the Mahayana monks who come from big forces, and we do not have so many treasures to withstand the great catastrophe."

Bai Biao said in a regretful tone.

Su Jianjia took out a Dharma plate with white light shining on it, entered a Dharma formula, and made a series of gestures.

"Fellow Daoist Bai has worked hard all the way. Let's stay in the Jiuyuan Mountains for the time being and wait for Jianjia's Mahayana celebration to be held so we can have a few drinks."

Su Xiangdong sent people to resettle Bai Biao.

Not long after, Wang Qingcheng and Unzi walked in.

"I, Wang Qingcheng, have met Daoist Friend Su and Fairy Su. Wang Qingshan is my elder brother. When I learned that Fairy Su had advanced to Mahayana, Wang came here to ask for a drink."

Wang Qingcheng clasped his hands in his fists and said with a smile.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Wang, and Fellow Daoist Wang has his heart."

Su Jianjia smiled and said that she had sent someone to check the details of the Wang family and knew who the senior members of the Wang family were.

Wang Qingcheng is Wang Changsheng's son, so it is very honorable to come to attend her Mahayana celebration in person.

After chatting for a while, Su Xiangdong let Wang Qingcheng go down to rest.