Rise of Qinglian

Su Yuren is not stupid. There are many reasons why Guangdong Ren helped him form the elixir. One was that his father failed to form the elixir and died in depression. Su Yuren knew the inside story, but did not tell it. Guangdong Ren did this to treat his father. Make up for it! Secondly, he is the nephew of the Qinglian Immortal Couple, and his sister is in the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Even for the sake of appearance, Guangdong Ren will let him form a pill.

If he failed twice in a row, the Wang family would help him a third time. Fortunately, Su Yuren successfully advanced to the pill formation stage the second time.

Wang Changsheng looked at Su Yuren with a lot of emotion in his heart. When he was a heavenly master in the secular world, it was Wang Changxue who gave him the resources to cultivate immortality. Now Wang Changxue is no longer alive, and Su Bingbing is at Taiyi Immortal Sect. He has not seen Su Bingbing for a long time.

"Yu Ren, I'm sorry for you. Please accept these two magic weapons. If you encounter difficulties in the future, you should tell your uncle that your parents are gone and your uncle will take good care of you."

Wang Changsheng patted Su Yuren's shoulder, took out a cyan flying knife and a blue shield, and handed them to Su Yuren.

Su Yuren looked a little excited. These were two magic weapons, not ordinary things. You must know that Bailingmen was not rich. After Su Yuren entered the Danjie stage, Guangdong Ren gave one magic weapon, and Wang Changsheng gave two at once. , how could he not be excited.

"Thank you uncle."

Wang Changsheng asked about Su Yuren's daily practice, and Su Yuren answered truthfully. He was currently working on Jinlian Island, mainly managing the business of Bailingmen. He was relatively leisurely, had a lot of money and money, and was living a good life.

"Qingqing, please take more care of Yuren on weekdays. He has helped look after Qinglian Villa these years."

The Wang family did not go back, and Qinglian Villa remained empty. Bailingmen sent people to garrison Qinglian Villa, and Su Yuren had been stationed at Qinglian Villa for many years.

"I got it, Dad."

Wang Qingqing agreed, and she had always taken good care of Su Yuren.

After a few words of warning, Wang Changsheng left and used the teleportation array to return to Qinglian Island.

After more than 20 years of development, the Wang family has become increasingly powerful. Wang Mengfen, the head of the family, manages the family in an orderly manner.

When he appeared at Qinglian Peak, he heard a gentle sound of the piano, which made people feel depressed.

Wang Changsheng sighed softly and walked towards the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is a blue stone pavilion. Wang Ruyan is playing music attentively, her expression is slightly sad.

The stone pavilion is located in a huge lake with a large number of blue lotus flowers growing in the lake.

After a while, a cold light flashed across Wang Ruyan's eyes, and the sound of the piano became more urgent, giving people the feeling of thousands of horses and troops fighting on the battlefield.

Wang Changsheng's blood surged, and he wanted to fight with others.

The calm lake surface suddenly exploded, splashing with waves dozens of feet high, but strangely, not a single green lotus was damaged, and one green carp emerged from the water, belly up.

Because of the art of concentricity, Wang Changsheng knew what Wang Ruyan was thinking.

After so many years, she has never forgotten the revenge of killing her son. She single-handedly led Wang Qingzhi. After all, the flesh was cut from her body. If she ignored it before, it was because she was inferior to others and could only endure it. It is different now. She owes a debt. Pay back money, kill for life.

"Madam, don't worry! We will get this debt back. I have agreed with Junior Sister Tian to let her sit on Qinglian Island, and we will go to the Immortal Cultivation World in Northern Xinjiang to track down the murderer. If it is really the Jiuyou Sect that did it, They must pay with blood."

Wang Changsheng said murderously, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Qing Ling and Qiu Ming have encountered a bottleneck in their cultivation. Let's take them with us! They also want to participate."

They have never forgotten the hatred of genocide. In the past, they were not strong enough and had to endure it.

Wang Changsheng nodded. They couldn't do everything by themselves. There were some things that Wang Qingling and Wang Qiuming could handle.

That night, as the night grew darker, the Qinglian Tower was brightly lit.

Nine people, Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingling, Wang Qiuming, Wang Menfen, Wang Qingqi, Wang Qiuli, and Wang Tianmi, gathered in Qinglian Tower. They looked at the array of spiritual tablets with solemn expressions.

"The ancestors of the Wang family are above, and the unfilial son and grandson Wang Changsheng is here. More than two hundred years ago, three strongholds of the family were attacked, and more than half of the clan members were killed or injured. I have an unshirkable responsibility. Today I also ask the ancestors to testify. I Wang Changsheng swears here that he will extract the souls of the thieves involved in this incident and torture them day and night in order to comfort the souls of the deceased clan members in heaven."

Wang Changsheng said solemnly and knelt down, followed by Wang Ruyan and eight others.

They kowtowed three times, making the floor tiles bang.

Ye Haitang was still practicing in seclusion. Her cultivation level was not high. Wang Changsheng did not call her so that she could practice with peace of mind and find out the truth before it was too late to tell her.

"Dad, my child will definitely cut the thief into pieces with a thousand knives. I will comfort your soul in heaven."

Wang Qiuming's face was full of murderous intent, and his eyes were filled with cold light.

Wang Qingzhi didn't talk much, but every time he came home from hunting monsters, Wang Qingzhi would give him something good, either a magic weapon or a bottle of elixir.

Wang Qingzhi is not good at words, but he can express his love for his children with actions.

"Ninth brother, don't worry, we will not let go of your murderers, not even one of them. I will let Xiaobai beat them into a pulp."

Wang Qingling's face was filled with a look of murder, and many of her descendants were also killed in the attack.

"Meng Fen, Qing Qing, and the clan will leave it to you. If you encounter something that cannot be solved, you can ask Sister Lin for instructions."

The Sister Lin mentioned by Wang Changsheng is naturally Ziyue Fairy, who currently lives in Qinglian Peak.

The double-eyed rat has fallen into a deep sleep and may advance to the fourth level. Wang Changsheng placed it in the beast control room of Qinglian Peak. If it reaches the fourth level, Fairy Ziyue can also help.

Wang Mengfen nodded honestly: "Yes, ancestors, please be more careful and don't force it."

"Father, mother, tenth sister, Qiu Ming, please be more careful and put your own safety first."

Wang Qingqing warned with some worry, with a look of reluctance. If the family didn't need someone to watch over her, she would also want to follow him to the world of cultivating immortals in Northern Xinjiang. She has a good relationship with Wang Qingzhi, and there are also Wang Qingyang's descendants.

"Okay, let's set off. Don't let our whereabouts leak out."

Wang Changsheng gave a few words of instruction and then took out a palm-sized black boat. The size of the black boat suddenly increased dramatically, and the black light flashed non-stop.

After the four of them jumped on, billowing black air surged out of the black flying boat, covering the four of them.

"Walk."

Following Wang Changsheng's low shout, the black flying boat flew away through the air.

At Qinglian Peak, Fairy Ziyue looked at the black flying boat in the distance, with a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.

Not long after, the black flying boat disappeared. She sighed softly and turned back to her room to practice.