From a family fisherman to a water immortal

The Suihua Islands are like a string of emerald green gems scattered on the sea, and majestic peaks rise from the sky like sharp swords.

Many great foundation-building monks landed on this island, and saw numerous buildings and towering pavilions, forming a Xiuxianfang City, which was bustling with activity.

This is a market created by the Shuihua Sword Sect itself. People come and go, and it is located on the third-level spiritual vein, with the entire sect at its back. It is as prosperous as you can imagine.

Li Quanqing and his two were arranged in the high-level cave officially opened by Jian Zong, and other guys from the foundation-building forces had already arrived.

In addition to the four major families, there are also some sect forces that are also attached to Jian Zong and act as minions.

Li Quanqing's consciousness swept over and he immediately realized that he was already the monk with the highest cultivation level present, and he received many looks of awe.

"Brother Dao, I haven't seen you for a long time. Can you come in?"

A female cultivator in red came forward, smiling and smiling. Although her temperament was as cold as the moon, she still smiled at him.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyue, congratulations on your success in building the foundation. There is hope for the great road!"

Li Quanqing's words were also polite and not very distant.

The person in front of him is Xie Hongyue, the seed monk of the Xie family whom he had met before. Now he has successfully broken through the foundation and is now able to take charge of his own business.

"Fellow Taoist Quanqing, this time I and other aristocratic families need to rely on you to take charge of the overall situation!"

Another young monk came and joined the small circle. His body was filled with the aroma of elixirs. It was Wang Guhe, the little elixir king of the Wang family.

In addition to them, the Yun family of Xiaoyao Island also sent out a young foundation-building monk. It was Xiaoyaozi. He was dressed in white, had an elegant temperament, and looked very young.

The four major families divided up the inheritance left by the Situ family, and their strength naturally increased a lot. Over ten years later, each of the younger generations had young foundation-building monks born.

The same goes for Li Quanmo, who is standing next to him. He is not old, about forty years old, and his cultivation is in the early stages of foundation building.

Only Li Quanqing broke through very early and practiced extremely fast. He is now in the late stage of foundation building and can look down on his peers in the past.

"The Li family has two more foundation-building monks born this time, which is really enviable. This is the true style of the first family!"

Wang Guhe was wearing an alchemist's robe, speaking in amazement, and his eyes were full of envy.

The Wang family of Tonghua Island has always been weak and poor, and now they only have two great monks in charge, so they can only hold on tightly to this thick thigh.

Xiaoyaozi of the Yun family nodded in the same way. Although he might be a little unwilling in his heart, he had to face the reality.

Today's four major foundation-building families are undoubtedly headed by the Qingyu Li family.

"I heard... that the Sword Sect is planning to support two new foundation-building families, which will be developed from the disciple families within the sect..."

Xie Hongyue's eyes flickered, her red lips parted slightly, and she suddenly told a widely circulated news.

"Our territory is so big and our resources are so much. How can we share the spiritual stones with others? The four of us must advance and retreat together without giving up even a single ounce of profit!"

Xiaoyaozi snorted and spoke in a low voice, with a decisive meaning.

Li Quanqing listened quietly and didn't say much. He just agreed with the idea of ​​a joint alliance.

After the Situ family was destroyed, the aristocratic family became the dominant one, and its power and territory increased a lot. This obviously caused some people in the Sword Sect to feel a sense of crisis in their lives.

Fortunately, he now has many trump cards and can sit firmly on Diaoyutai, as long as he doesn't completely break up with Shuihua Sword Sect.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Everyone stayed in this cave for three days, and when all the forces were present, they were summoned by Master Jindan of the Sword Sect.

Out of respect for the strong, all foundation-building monks are not allowed to walk in the air, and can only walk along the road to the Golden Core Hall step by step.

The highest peak of Shuihua Islands is called Wanjian Peak, which looks like a fairy sword thrust into the sky. It is covered by clouds and surrounded by fog, and the mountain road is steep.

Li Quanqing and the others climbed up step by step, and saw sharp swords scattered everywhere on the steep cliffs.

At the end of the mountain, a majestic hall is located there. The whole body is blooming with bright rays of light. Every brick and tile exudes an ancient and sacred atmosphere, and an indescribable pressure rushes towards the face.

Looking down, I saw countless seas of clouds rolling endlessly, almost boiling, and I felt like I was overlooking the world.

"Fellow Taoists, please follow me into the ancestral hall and pay homage to the real person. Please do not make any noise."

The leader of the Sword Sect was standing there, followed by several Taoist boys, all with white beards and hair, dressed like immortals.

When Li Quanqing walked into the main hall, he saw a series of spiritual lights intertwining with each other, suppressing the void. It was as if he had entered the palace of the gods and felt his own insignificance.

Obviously, this place is full of extremely powerful restrictions, definitely of the third level, left behind by the ancestors of the Golden Pill of the Sword Sect.

Li Quanqing looked up and finally saw the rumored Nine Swordsman.

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I saw a majestic-looking middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the void, with a high crown and a broad belt, and nine flying swords suspended behind him, with different colors, like a peacock spreading its tail.

It seems that this person is extremely difficult to mess with. He has the paranoia of a swordsman, is stubborn, and always puts the interests of the sect first.

"I'll wait to see the real person!"

Li Quanqing followed the flow, bowed slightly and saluted, and suddenly he was keenly aware of a gaze falling on him, as heavy as a mountain.

His cultivation was the highest among the monks present. He was so conspicuous that he directly attracted the attention of Master Jiujian.

Inside Li Quanqing's Niwan Palace, the sea of ​​consciousness was surging. The little man of consciousness sat there, tense all over, carefully comprehending the difference in their cultivation.

As expected, the gap between them was not very big, and it was by no means as insurmountable as a natural chasm.

Rather, it was a bit like the gap between a pond and a small lake.

Li Quanqing had not seen many golden elixir creatures, including Shuihua Zhenren, two Zhenren from Yanyue Sect, Hanchi Monster King from Xiancheng, and the God-defying Butterfly that had just broken through and was killed.

Of course, perhaps the remnant of the ice phoenix contained in that ice feather should be added, and they were only one step away from the fourth-level Nascent Soul.

In comparison, Jiujian Zhenren was undoubtedly the weakest among them, and was even slightly inferior to the God-defying Butterfly that had just broken through.

"Sure enough... Taiyuan Guizu's demon elixir was defective, and the cultivator who used it to refine the fake elixir would naturally not be much stronger..."

Li Quanqing felt relieved when he noticed that the gaze had left him.

However, the fake pill is still a Jindan after all, and it is far beyond the ordinary foundation-building cultivators. If nothing unexpected happens, it can at least ensure that the Sword Sect will continue to be passed down for hundreds of years.

Perhaps during this period of time, the disciples of the Shuihua Sword Sect will be able to work hard enough to produce a real Jindan great cultivator?

"I believe you all already know the reason why I summoned you here. The remnants of the Situ family are really rampant and daring. They dared to..."

The Nine Swords Immortal closed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly. His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the hall like thunder and exploded in the ears.