Rise of Qinglian

"Yes, my aunt." Wang Mengfen agreed without hesitation. He suddenly remembered something and smiled: "Some time ago, Yingjie handed in a so-called treasure map. It turned out to be a trap for evil cultivators, but he accidentally got a Five Dragons map. The map of the secret realm marked a place, which is likely to be a rare elixir." "Yingjie? I've heard of him. He's a good kid. He didn't go hunting for treasures privately. He has an overall view. In my name, he allocated a sum of money to cultivate immortality. Give him the resources! I hope he can advance to the foundation building stage."

Wang Yingjie has five spiritual roots, but he practices harder than anyone else and helps many uncles grow elixirs.

Wang Qingling has many descendants, but not many have advanced to the foundation building stage. Wang Yingjie is definitely the hardest working one, and she has heard about it. Taking this opportunity, Wang Qingling doesn't mind helping him.

There are dozens of descendants of Wulinggen. It is impossible for Wang Qingling to help them all build foundations. The master brings them in. As an ancestor, it depends on the individual's practice. As an ancestor, she can just help. No matter how much help is used by the descendants who are not up to expectations, it is useless. A grandson of Wang Qingling has four spiritual roots, and he was given three Foundation-Building Pills but did not advance to the Foundation-Building stage. Wang Yingjie has five spiritual roots, and the chance of advancing to the Foundation-Building stage is very slim.

"Yes, grandma."

"Choose twenty tribesmen, train them strictly for a period of time, and send them into the Five Dragons Secret Realm to hunt for treasures. They must go to the places marked on the map. If they really get good things, they will be rewarded with pill-formed spiritual objects."

Wang Mengfen promised repeatedly that the four factions would send people into the secret realm to hunt for treasures. The Wang family must send some experts.

More than a month later, a huge white dragon left Qinglian Island carrying dozens of Wang family monks.

In less than half a month, they arrived at their destination, a desert island more than a hundred miles in size. The island was full of rocks, bare and had very little vegetation.

The white dragon landed on a barren mountain more than a hundred feet high. Wang Qingling ordered: "Let's take a rest here and don't run around."

"Yes, ancestor."

Everyone agreed in unison and jumped to the ground one after another.

The Wang family has sent many elite disciples, Wang Youwei, Ouyang Mingyue, Wang Rongting, Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongfei, Wang Xianbin, Wang Jiyu. Ouyang Mingyue is a disciple of the Sword Hall. She can only be said to be average in the Ouyang family. One more person is not more, and one less person is not more. A lot of them. When she arrived at the Wang family, she got more resources for cultivating immortals.

Wang Jiyu is the most qualified descendant of Wang Qingqi. He is an alchemist and the captain of the demon hunting team. He has considerable experience in fighting. He has encountered a bottleneck and plans to take this opportunity to resolve the bottleneck.

The Wang family invested a lot in this treasure hunt. In addition to three sets of puppet beasts, they also brought many good things, such as second-order elixirs, second-order talismans, second-order formations, talismans, and prototypes of magic weapons. Of course, in the end, What is precious is the complete set of Puppet Beast.

The Wang family monks dispersed and gathered together in twos and threes. Their expressions were different, some were excited, some were envious, and no one was timid.

In this treasure hunt, if they make great achievements, they can get the pill-forming spiritual object.

A ray of white light appeared in the sky. The white light escaped very quickly. Not long after, a five-foot-large giant crane appeared. The giant crane was all white with some green fluff on its head. A group of monks were sitting on the white giant crane. On the back, it was Lu Hengbin who was leading the team.

The Lu family sent two alchemy monks to lead the team, and Lu Hengbin had the highest level of cultivation. Seven levels of elixir formation.

The giant white crane slowly landed on the barren mountain, and Lu Hengbin and a young woman in a green skirt jumped to the ground.

"Mrs. Wang, you came so early!"

Lu Hengbin said with a smile and a warm tone.

"We just arrived, Fellow Daoist Lu is not too slow."

"Fairy Wang, we all belong to the same sea area and are close neighbors. I suggest that our two families cooperate to fight against the Golden Blade Sect and the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. Cooperation is a win-win situation. What do you think?"

Lu Hengbin sincerely suggested that the Wang family's set of puppet beasts was relatively powerful. The Lu family did not want to be enemies with the Wang family. After all, the two families were close neighbors. If they could cooperate, there should be no confrontation. Confrontation was not good for anyone.

Wang Qingling narrowed her eyes and asked: "Cooperation? What kind of cooperation method!"

"People from our two families will act together. If we encounter people from the Golden Blade Sect or the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, we will kill them without mercy."

Wang Qingling thought for a while and agreed. The puppet beasts of the Wang family are not invincible. There is nothing wrong with having an extra helper outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain. Of course, she did not fully trust Lu Hengbin. If she really encountered a rare thing, if there were many It's okay to have a share, but if there is only one share, the two families should still fight.

To put it bluntly, cooperation is only temporary and can be stopped at any time.

Two days later, a golden light and a green light appeared in the sky, flying quickly towards the desert island.

Five breathless, golden light and green light appeared over the desert island. The golden light was a golden jade shuttle more than ten feet long, and the green light was a huge blue eagle.

The leader of the Golden Knife Sect is a middle-aged man with a majestic face. He carries a long golden sword on his back. He is tall and has a stern face, giving people a sense of calm and self-respect. The Master of the Golden Knife, the Golden Knife Sect The second disciple of the sect master has reached the seventh level of elixir formation.

The leader of the Sanxiu Alliance is a Taoist priest in green robes with a fair face. The Taoist priest in green robes holds a green whisk in his hand. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, giving people an approachable feeling. Qingyue Sanren has seven layers of elixirs.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, Fellow Daoist Li, you've got it figured out."

Lu Hengbin's face was happy and his tone was warm. People who didn't know it would think they were acquaintances when they saw this scene!

"Mrs. Wang and Fellow Daoist Lu came so early! I'm really sorry for the delay on the way."

Qingyue Sanren clasped his hands into fists and said in an apologetic tone.

Wang Qingling smiled slightly and said: "It's nothing, we didn't wait too long."

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's get started! Don't waste time."

Master Jin Dao urged, looking impatient.

Wang Qingling and the other three did not object, and took out the Five Dragon Tokens and injected them with mana.

A deafening roar of dragons sounded, and the five five dragon tokens glowed almost at the same time. Five dragon phantoms of different colors flew out from the tokens and flew high into the sky.

Five dragons of different colors were flying in the sky. After a while, they exploded one after another, and the void made a muffled "buzzing" sound. A five-color light door about ten feet high appeared out of thin air in the sky, and a stream of pure spiritual energy appeared in the sky. Rushing out.

"Hurry up and enter in batches. The secret realm will only last for a month. You must search for treasures as much as possible. After one month, we will open the entrance to let you out. Don't stay in the secret realm."

Fifty-six foundation-building monks flew into the five-color light gate one after another. After the last foundation-building monk flew into the five-color light gate, the Five Dragon Orders in the hands of Wang Qingling and the others dimmed, and the five-color light gate blurred and disappeared. , as if it had never appeared.