Rise of Qinglian

"Before we came back, Brother Seven had not yet left seclusion."

Wang Qingjun truthfully reported to Wang Changsheng what they had done in Taoshan, especially cleaning up the swamps. Wang Qingling performed well.

"You did a good job cleaning up the swamp. This girl Qing Ling performed well and specializes in the art. It is right to let her manage the beast control courtyard."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingjun chatted for a while and then asked him to leave.

With the two alchemy monks, the Wang family's development momentum will get better and better. Currently, the highest-level foundation-building monk in the clan is Mo Caiyun, who has eight levels of foundation building.

When Mo Caiyun married Wang Mingjiang, she was already at the sixth level of foundation building. After so many years, she has reached the eighth level of foundation building.

Over the years, Mo Caiyun has done a lot for the Wang family. Her and Wang Mingjiang's three children have grown up, Wang Changqing has established a foundation, and Wang Changxin and Wang Changxin have married.

Wang Mingjiang's eldest son, Wang Changyang, took two Foundation Building Pills but failed to establish the Foundation.

Currently, there are only two foundation-building monks of the "Chang" generation, Wang Changhuan and Wang Changqing. Wang Changhuan has been tortured by the evil spirit over the years and has stalled in his cultivation. Wang Changqing is practicing very diligently and is already at the second level of foundation-building.

According to Wang Changsheng's original plan, after Wang Ruyan formed the elixir, he helped Wang Qingshan form the elixir. But now it seems that the plan has to be changed. Mo Caiyun gave birth to children for Wang Mingjiang, escorted Wang Mingjiang back to the Wang family, and has been living in Qingshan. Lianshan Villa should contribute to the Wang family and help her form elixirs.

Wang Changsheng came to Wang Qingyang's residence to visit Wang Qingyang.

Wang Qingyang has white hair and wrinkles on his face. His time is running out.

Seeing Wang Qingyang's wrinkled face, Wang Changsheng sighed softly.

Not long after Wang Qingyang was born, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan went into seclusion to practice. Wang Qingyang only met his parents when he was a teenager. Time passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, Wang Qingyang's lifespan was almost exhausted. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were still He has a life span of more than three hundred years.

A smile appeared on Wang Qingyang's face, and he said happily: "Dad, my mother has entered the stage of pill formation. My child is really happy for her."

"We are all happy for your mother. How is your health?"

"My child is very good, he can eat and sleep, but he knows that his life is short. Dad, if my child passes away, I hope you can vigorously train him. As long as he can advance to the foundation building stage, my child will have no regrets."

The most outstanding descendant of Wang Qingyang is Wang Hope. He cannot build the foundation himself, but he hopes that Wang Hope can advance to the foundation building stage.

"Okay, dad promises you, don't worry, just take good care of yourself."

Wang Changsheng agreed, and Wang Hope would always be taken care of by Wang Qingqing. Wang Qingqing would supervise his training and teach him how to refine the puppet beast. Wang Changsheng would provide guidance when he had time.

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence.

He now has a high success rate in refining prototype magic weapons. He can try to refine magic weapons. He has several first-level magic weapons in his hand. Due to their attributes, he cannot use them, and Wang Ruyan cannot use them. He plans to find an opportunity to sell them. For these magic weapons, purchase materials to refine the magic weapons.

Wang Changsheng originally wanted to learn to refine the puppet beast, but he has been making elixirs for more than fifty years and has yet to refine the magic weapon. This shows that weapon refining is not as simple as he thought. If he learns to refine the third-level puppet beast again, he will Wasting a lot of time will definitely affect his own cultivation. He thought over and over again and decided to concentrate on learning to refine magic weapons. As the saying goes, it is complicated but not refined.

He took out a piece of blue spiritual wood that was about two feet long, opened it and sprayed out a stream of blue elixir fire, wrapping the green spiritual wood...

Northern Xinjiang, Fire Phoenix Mountains.

In a quiet secret room, Wang Mingren sat cross-legged on a futon, his body covered by a large red glow, and a large number of golden light spots floated in the room.

After a while, he opened his eyes, the glow on his body dissipated, and the golden light disappeared.

"Finally advanced to the ninth level of foundation building."

Wang Mingren let out a breath of turbid air, his face full of joy.

The fire spirit energy in the Fire Phoenix Mountain Range is abundant, and he can get twice the result with half the effort by cultivating here. He has been in seclusion for more than ten years, and with the help of elixirs, he has been promoted to two small realms in a row, reaching the ninth level of foundation building. The next step is to form elixirs.

Wang Mingren has very few contribution points left. If he wants to redeem the elixir-forming spiritual items from the sect, he needs to have enough contribution points.

He needs to make great achievements, and hunting monsters won't accumulate many contribution points.

Credit will not fall from the sky, you have to take the initiative to earn it yourself.

After leaving his residence, Wang Mingren took out his flying magic weapon and flew out of the mountain gate.

The Fire Phoenix Valley is not far from the Fire Phoenix Mountains. It is a large-scale market established by the Taiyi Immortal Sect. After decades of operation by the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the Fire Phoenix Valley has many business travelers and is very prosperous.

Wang Mingren spent 40,000 spiritual stones to buy a jar of third-level tea and three jars of third-level spiritual wine.

Xu Zihua did not teach Wang Mingren how to practice, but taught him how to treat others. None of his classmates who knew Wang Mingren said anything bad about him. Cooperating with Wang Mingren would only bring more benefits. Wang Mingren would send gifts to his fellow disciples when they had weddings and funerals. A gift that is not left behind during the holidays. The disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect rush to make friends with him.

His weapon came to the outside of a red valley. Outside the valley stood a stone tablet with the three characters "Fujiao Valley" written on it.

A large red fire cloud covered the valley, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Wang Mingren took out a transmission note and said, "Disciple Wang Mingren is here to pay his respects to Master Meng."

Not long after, a red parrot with bright feathers flew out and said: "Master, please come in and follow me!"

The red fire cloud rolled and made way for a while.

Wang Mingren followed the red parrot and walked in. As soon as they entered the valley, red fire clouds rolled and the passage disappeared.

In a magnificent palace, Meng Tianzhen was lying on an exquisite red chair. His bulging belly held up his robe so tightly that it could break at any time. There were many empty wine jars on the table next to him.

Meng Tianzheng loves spiritual wine, and the higher the level of spiritual wine, the more he likes it.

"Disciple Wang Mingren pays his respects to Master Meng."

Wang Mingren walked in and bowed.

"Yes, you have reached the ninth level of foundation building and are ready to form elixirs. I thought you, like Senior Brother Xu, only know how to socialize and have no intention of practicing!"

Meng Tianzheng looked Wang Mingren up and down and praised him.

"Uncle Meng, is there any news about the master? Is he okay?"

"If Senior Brother Xu is not living well, then no one will be living well. There are no outsiders here. If anything happens, just say it!"

Wang Mingren smiled slightly, took out three exquisite wine jars, and said: "Knowing that Master Meng likes this drink, the disciple specially bought three jars of Zuixian Brewing from Zuixian Palace. Zuixian Brewing is a third-level spiritual wine, most suitable for people like If a pill-forming monk like Master Meng drinks it, I hope Master Meng won’t take it too little.”

A trace of surprise flashed in Meng Tianzheng's eyes, and he said: "Brewing Zuixian Brew is not easy. You can only order it in advance. It will take ten years at the fastest. Did you order three jars of Zuixian Brew more than ten years ago?"

"Exactly."

"As expected of Senior Brother Xu's disciple, I won't drink your spiritual wine in vain. Tell me! What do you want me to do for you?"

Wang Mingren shook his head and said sincerely: "Disciples are juniors, and it is necessary to respect their elders. Disciples have nothing else to ask for."

You are short-tongued and soft-handed. You will take advantage of others ten times a hundred times. If someone helps you once, you may not be able to use them all. This is what Xu Zihua often says. Of course, if you want to take advantage, you must first have enough strength.