Rise of Qinglian

One month passed quickly.

Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingling held the Tianhai Mirror and entered a magic formula.

Five blue rays of light flew out, gathered together, and gathered into a certain void.

There were ripples in the void, and a blue light door emerged out of thin air.

More than a dozen spiritual lights flew out from the blue light door one after another, it was Wang Jijun and others, their faces were full of joy.

Although he has the second-level talisman and the second-level puppet beast in hand, there are many second-level monsters in the secret realm, as well as many poisonous insects that are good at concealing their auras, and many clan members have died from the second-level monsters.

Time passed little by little, and tribesmen flew out of the blue light door one after another.

An hour later, no clansman flew out from the blue light door, and fifteen clansmen remained in the secret territory forever.

"How come it's just you people? What did you encounter in the secret realm?"

Wang Changsheng asked with a frown. For this trip to the secret realm, he had been preparing for a long time. He spent a lot of resources on cultivating immortals to train forty tribesmen. Each of them carried a large number of powerful talismans and magic weapons. Wang Jiyun and others were in the Qi refining stage. , but his strength is about the same as that of a monk on the first or second level of Foundation Establishment.

Even in this case, the loss is still less than half, and the secret realm must be very dangerous.

"Returning to our ancestors, there are many second-level monsters in the secret realm. We killed three crows and got some thousand-year-old spiritual milk. In addition, we also picked some elixirs that were more than five hundred years old. We found three The corpses of famous tribesmen.”

Wang Jijun replied truthfully, and she briefly talked about her experience of entering the secret realm.

Hearing the words "Millennium Spiritual Milk", Wang Changsheng and the others' eyes lit up. Millennium Spiritual Milk is a rare spiritual object that can restore mana. With a drop of Millennium Spiritual Milk, a pill-forming monk can instantly restore mana.

He released the double-eyed rat and asked Wang Jijun and others to take out the picked spiritual objects.

Wang Jijun and others took out the collected spiritual objects one after another. According to Wang Changsheng's agreement with them, they could keep one-tenth of the collected spiritual objects.

There were three crow's eggs, but Wang Rongting didn't get much. After much hesitation, she left a drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk and some elixir, and handed over the crow's eggs to her family.

After deducting the thousand-year-old spiritual milk left by his tribe, Wang Changsheng collected 300 drops of thousand-year spiritual milk, thirty-seven 500-year-old elixir, and more than 500 hundred-year-old elixir.

"The existence of the secret realm is the top secret of our family and is not allowed to be spread outside. Ji Yun, Rong Ting, Rong Xiang, Rong Fei, Xian Bin, and Xian Sheng have performed well. The family will focus on training you. Each of you will be rewarded with two Foundation Building Pills. After entering the Foundation Establishment Stage, you and Meng Bin will become the Seven Elites of the Wang Family. The family will focus on cultivating you. Whether you can advance to the Core Formation Stage depends on you personally. Others should not be discouraged. The family will also focus on cultivating you."

"Yes, ancestor."

Wang Jijun and others agreed in unison, looking very excited.

"Okay, let's teleport back to Zhoushan Island! Don't reveal even a single word about this trip to the secret realm. Violators will be severely punished."

One day later, Wang Changsheng and the other five people left Zhoushan Island with all the tribesmen and disappeared into the sky.

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Northern Xinjiang, Huoyafang City.

In a secret room, Wang Mingren was talking to an old man in red robes with a red face.

"What? Let me escort the goods?"

Wang Mingren frowned and said, he has been in charge of Huoyafang City for so many years and rarely leaves Huoyafang City.

"That's right, Junior Brother Sun and Junior Sister Li have something to do and they can't leave. You follow our caravan and escort a batch of goods to Huolin Valley. Don't worry! In addition to you, there are four Danjie monks. Song, who is leading the team, Senior brother has the seventh level of pill formation. He has escorted goods many times and has rich experience. They are waiting for you at the exit of Fangshi, so hurry up!"

"Okay! Then I'll take a trip. I happen to be staying in Huoyafang City."

Wang Mingren agreed, and with the seventh-level pill-forming monks leading the team, there should be no danger.

Arriving at the exit of Fangshi, Wang Mingren saw a group of monks, led by a tall, thin old man in a green robe. Next to him, stood a plump woman in a red dress.

Wang Mingren was slightly startled when he saw the woman in the red dress. The woman in the red dress was none other than Ximen Feng.

Ximen Feng looked indifferent. When he saw Wang Mingren, a look of surprise flashed across his beautiful eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Mingren quickly returned to normal, smiled at the old man in green robes, and said: "Senior Brother Song, my younger brother Wang Mingren, I have been ordered to go on a run with you."

He looked at Ximen Feng, with a sincere smile on his face, and said, "Junior Sister Ximen, long time no see, are you okay?"

After all, he couldn't turn a blind eye when he was in love.

"Thanks to Senior Brother Wang, my little sister is doing well."

Ximen Feng's tone was cold, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Junior Brother Wang, Junior Sister Ximen, do you know each other?"

The old man in green robe asked curiously. He was transferred from the chief helm and did not know what happened between Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng.

Wang Mingren nodded and said with a smile: "I have worked with Junior Sister Ximen."

"Okay, Senior Brother Song, it's getting late, let's get on the road! Don't delay."

Ximen Feng urged, a little impatient.

The old man in green robe nodded and said: "It is indeed getting late, let's get on the road!"

After leaving Fangshi, the old man in green robes released a shining red flying boat, carrying everyone high into the sky at a very fast speed.

There was no words all the way, Ximen Feng had a cold face, Wang Mingren wanted to talk several times, but when he saw Ximen Feng's cold face, he hesitated to speak.

"Junior Brother Wang, Junior Sister Ximen is withdrawn and doesn't like talking to others. It's the same with everyone. Don't worry about her."

A young woman in her early thirties in a yellow dress explained via voice transmission.

Wang Mingren frowned and asked, "Don't like talking to others? Senior sister was transferred from the helm, right?"

The Ximen Feng he knew was lively and cheerful, and had many friends. When did Ximen Feng become withdrawn?

"Yes! How does Junior Brother Wang know?"

Wang Mingren smiled slightly and said, "Just a guess."

He looked at Ximen Feng's cold face and sighed in his heart. The change in Ximen Feng's personality should have something to do with him.

Half a year later, they appeared over a somewhat desolate plain, with a radius of more than 100,000 miles, sparsely populated, gravel on the ground, and sparse vegetation.

"After crossing this plain, we can reach the Fire Lin Valley in one day."

The old man in green robe said with a smile and a relaxed tone.

"Yes! Let's..."

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew on the plain, the dust flew up, and the surrounding scene changed drastically. They suddenly appeared in an endless yellow desert, the sound of wind howling loudly, and yellow sand flying all over the sky.

"No, formation, enemy attack, enemy attack."

The old man in green robe was rich in experience and he immediately knew what was going on.

He had escorted the goods so many times without any incident, so why did it happen this time? Without internal response, the enemy would not know their route of advancement at all.

His eyes fell on Wang Mingren, but soon he shook his head. Wang Mingren joined them halfway, and the chance of him being a traitor was very low.