Rise of Qinglian

Taiyi Immortal Gate, a secluded courtyard.

Wang Qingshan and Han Tianxuan were sitting in the stone pavilion chatting. Han Tianxuan had already entered the stage of becoming a god.

Xiaoyao Sword Master had taken the longevity fruit, and his lifespan was longer than that of Wang Qingqing, but he also passed away half a year ago.

Han Tianxuan entered the stage of transformation a year ago, and Wang Qingqing has been in transformation for a year.

"Junior Brother Wang, thanks to you this time, otherwise I might have died like Uncle Ye."

Han Tianxuan sighed and said, the word "chance" is as mysterious as it is mysterious. There is always a shortage of geniuses in the world of immortality, but due to the environment in which they grew up, their achievements are limited.

If there were auxiliary spiritual objects, Han Tianxuan would have advanced to the stage of divine transformation long ago. There are many elders in Taiyi Immortal Sect whose qualifications are no worse than Han Tianxuan, but the spiritual objects are limited and they have not been able to wait until this day.

Wang Qingshan nodded and said: "Without Taiyi Immortal Sect, I wouldn't be where I am today. This is what I should do."

He seemed to have noticed something. He took out a gleaming communication disk from his arms and entered a magic formula. Wang Yingjie's joyful voice suddenly sounded: "Ancestor Qingshan, we have contacted the hidden clan members. Ancestor Qingling has passed away. The master is ready to move Qinglian Island back to the sea, please go back and take charge."

"I know, I'll go back right away."

Wang Qingshan put away the communication tray with a solemn expression.

The same generation of monks passed away one after another, and he had to shoulder the burden of protecting the family.

"If you need anything, just ask. Our Taiyi Immortal Sect has a lot of people in the South China Sea."

Han Tianxuan said seriously.

Wang Qingshan nodded, stood up and left.

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South China Sea, a certain sea area.

The sea was calm, the sea breeze was gusting, and a group of white seagulls flew quickly from high altitude.

Two rays of light flew from a distance at extremely fast speeds. Not long after, the two rays of light stopped, revealing the figures of Wang Qingshan and Wang Yingjie.

"Yingjie, contact Meng Fen and ask him to activate the formation and move Qinglian Island back to the sea."

Wang Qingshan ordered, his eyes firm.

Wang Yingjie responded and flew into the seabed.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the seawater rolled violently, setting off huge waves that towered into the sky. A huge island suddenly emerged from the sea, with waves splashing, and a powerful air wave swept away, creating rippling waves.

Wang Mengfen and other elders flew out from the island, lined up in a row, and said in unison: "Welcome Ancestor Qingshan."

Wang Qingshan nodded, flew towards Qinglian Island, and landed over the snow-capped mountains.

After Wang Qingling passed away, she was buried here, and the Ice Wind Dragon has been guarding her here.

The snowy mountain suddenly shook violently, and a white stone tablet emerged from the ground. There was no text on it, but a human-shaped pattern was engraved on it, and there was a small snake pattern next to the pattern.

"Tenth sister, seventh brother is back late."

Wang Qingshan said softly, and flew down in front of the stone tablet. He took out a bunch of sandalwood, lit it, inserted it in front of the stone tablet, and bowed in worship.

The ice wind dragon emerged from the ground, its eyes looking listless.

"Shi Mei liked you the most during her lifetime, and she often used her immortal cultivation resources to feed you. I don't know what Shi Mei said to you. I hope you won't let her down. These are some millennium-old ice attribute elixirs. I hope they are good for you. helpful."

Wang Qingshan said softly, flicking his sleeves, and a dozen jade boxes and jade boxes flew out and landed on the ground.

Roar!

The Bingfeng Jiao roared loudly, seemingly in response to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan nodded and turned into a blue light and walked away through the air.

When he came to the meeting hall, Wang Mengfen and others had been waiting for a long time.

Wang Mengfen took the lead to report on the family situation. Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Ye Haitang, and Wang Mengbin's natal soul lamps were not extinguished. I think they are fine.

"Select 10,000 tribesmen from all realms, including brewers, weapon refiners, alchemists, talisman makers and formation masters. There are not many high-level monks in the Ice Sea Realm, so I plan to move half of the tribe to the Ice Sea Realm. "

Wang Qingshan ordered that the Wang family now has more than 80,000 immortal cultivators, which has reached the ceiling. It will be difficult to support any more. Wang Qingshan plans to move more than 40,000 clan members to the Ice Sea Realm. There will be Wang family members on all three interfaces to avoid being Doing it all in one pot also increases the chance of a god-transforming monk appearing.

"Yes, Ancestor Qingshan."

Wang Mengfen fully agreed.

Wang Qingshan issued a series of orders, mainly to rectify clan affairs, deal with some clan members who made mistakes, so that other clan members can learn from them, and at the same time reward some clan members with clear rewards and punishments.

An hour later, Wang Qingshan announced the end of the meeting and came to a steep peak. There was a hexagonal blue stone pavilion on the top of the mountain. Fairy Ziyue was sitting in the stone pavilion, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Tian Fairy, long time no see."

Wang Qingshan said hello.

"Long time no see, congratulations! Senior Wang."

Fairy Ziyue smiled and congratulated.

Wang Qingshan has already heard Wang Menfen's report. Fairy Ziyue failed in her attempt to reach the stage of becoming a god, and she doesn't have much longevity left.

"Your Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt should be in the spirit world. I really envy them."

Fairy Ziyue said softly.

"Fairy Tian, ​​what are your plans?"

Wang Qingshan asked.

"My time is running out. I am planning to return to Zhenhaizong to make funeral arrangements. If conditions permit, I hope that Senior Wang will take care of Zhenhaizong."

Fairy Ziyue said softly, with a look of reminiscence on her face.

"Don't worry, Fairy Tian, ​​I will do it."

Wang Qingshan agreed, and before Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan left, he told them to help Zhenhaizong more.

"Every banquet in the world must come to an end. Farewell, Senior Wang."

Fairy Ziyue turned into a purple escaping light, flew towards the setting sun, and disappeared into the sky.

Wang Qingshan sighed and returned to his residence to practice.

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Qinghuan Realm, Wanqin Mountain Range.

A steep, sky-high peak is thrust into the ground like a sharp sword.

Wang Mengbin and a girl in a gold skirt with wings on her back stood on the top of the mountain, while Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan stood aside.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng and Daoist Zheng, please take care of yourself."

Wang Mengbin warned, with a solemn expression.

Three hundred years ago, Wang Mengbin came to the Ten Thousand Birds Mountains and fought with the fifth-order golden-winged eagle for seven days and seven nights, regardless of the outcome. In the end, the two shook hands and made peace, planning to ascend to the spiritual world together.

The girl in the golden skirt is the fifth-level golden-winged eagle. She named herself Jinyu.

After three hundred years of hard training, Wang Mengbin has advanced to the middle stage of becoming a god. During this period, he and Jin Yu went to Qingyun Palace to force Chen Hong to hand over a sum of resources for cultivating immortals. Otherwise, Wang Mengbin would have to wait until he could advance to the middle stage of becoming a god. Wait hundreds of years.

All in all, it took Wang Mengbin more than five hundred years to go from the early stage of divine transformation to the middle stage of divine transformation. If he continued to stay in the lower realm, it would take even longer if he wanted to practice to the late stage of divine transformation.

"Senior Wang, Senior Jin, take care, I wish you all the best."

Cheng Zhenyu said seriously.

Wang Mengbin and Jin Yu looked at each other, nodded to each other, and flew towards the sky. A dazzling golden light and a dazzling silver light lit up in the sky, and the void shook and twisted.

A huge roar came from high in the sky, the void tore open, and a dazzling glow fell from the sky, covering Wang Mengbin and Jin Yu.

Under the gaze of Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan, Wang Mengbin and Jin Yu were swept into the crack by the glow and disappeared, as if they had never appeared.