Rise of Qinglian

Half a month passed quickly.

A blue lake of more than a thousand acres, with colorful spiritual fish chasing each other in the lake. In the center of the lake is a blue stone platform thousands of feet tall.

An old man in blue robes with a rosy face was sitting next to the stone platform, holding a green fishing rod in his hand. The water in the lake was clear and it could be clearly seen that the fishhook was vertical without any thorns.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan stood aside with respectful expressions.

The blue-robed old man's name was Liu Che. During the middle stage of Void Refining, he once entered the Xuanling Cave.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan came here specifically to visit Liu Che. Liu Che asked them to watch him fishing. It had been seven days and he hadn't caught a single spiritual fish yet.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan didn't ask any questions and waited quietly.

A transmission note flew in and floated in mid-air.

Liu Che turned a blind eye, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan also ignored it.

A golden spirit fish was hovering around the fishhook, seemingly curious.

A breeze blew, causing ripples on the lake surface, blowing the fishing line and pulling the fishhook.

The golden spirit fish slowly swam over and bit towards the fishhook. Of course, the vertical fishhook could not catch the spirit fish's mouth, but its move attracted many spirit fish, who chased and pecked at the fishhook. The hook kept shaking in the water, like a living insect.

Liu Che flicked his wrist slightly, and the fishing line kept twisting.

More than a dozen spirit fish were cut into countless pieces by the fishing line, and the blood stained the lake water red.

After a while, the lake water returned to its original state, no different from before. After a cup of tea, a spiritual fish swam over again and hovered near the fishhook.

"Master Nephew Wang, Master Nephew Wang, what do you see?"

Liu Che asked, his voice a little hoarse.

Wang Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "There is no way to make fish bait. Don't be fooled by the illusion."

"Don't follow the crowd, have your own opinions."

Wang Ruyan said this.

"I can leave Xuanling Cave alive because of three things. First, I don't believe other people. No matter how powerful you are, if you meet a stupid companion, you will still be killed. Second, don't believe what you see. , especially when this thing is very tempting; thirdly, think of a retreat at any time, and the more retreats, the better."

Liu Che said slowly, with a stern voice.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan bowed at the same time and said in unison: "Thank you Master Liu for your teaching. I will take note of it."

Liu Che flicked two fingers, and a blue light flew out, hitting the transmission note. Song Yiming's voice suddenly sounded: "Senior Nephew Liu, bring Junior Nephew Wang and Junior Nephew Wang to the Ancestral Master's Hall."

"Let's go! The master uncle asked us to come over."

Liu Che, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan turned into three rays of light and disappeared into the sky.

A magnificent blue palace with cornices and brackets, and thick stone pillars carved with lifelike patterns of unicorns, dragons, phoenixes and other exotic animals.

The door is open, and a plaque with a flickering blue light hanging above it has three large golden characters "Patriarch Hall" written on it, which is very conspicuous.

There were more than thirty monks gathered in the main hall, most of them were in the stage of becoming gods.

Dozens of portraits hang on the walls, which are portraits of the combined monks of Zhenhai Palace in the past. Under each portrait is an independent altar table. On the altar table is a shining blue spiritual tablet with a line of golden text written on it.

The monks who transformed themselves into two groups and stood up. Standing at the front was an imposing young man in a blue shirt and a thin girl in a red skirt. The young man in a blue shirt had a tall figure, thick hands and feet, and was full of strength. The girl in a red skirt stood at the front. The facial features are picturesque and the skin is like snow, giving people the impression of being frail.

The young man in the blue shirt is named Zhao Hong, and the girl in the red skirt is named Ma Qianqian. Both of them have the cultivation of the Great Perfection of God Transformation. They are both one of the thirty-six heroes of Zhenhai Palace, and they belong to the Ascension Faction and the Local Faction respectively.

Three rays of light flew in, it was Liu Che and the others.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan quickly walked towards Zhao Hong's team and stood at the back, with Liu Che standing aside.

"Are these two Junior Nephew Wang and Junior Nephew Wang who ascended from the lower world? Junior Brother Liu, aren't you afraid of something happening to them?"

A plump young woman in a gold skirt chuckled, her chest rising and falling slightly, and the ravine was obvious.

"Since they can ascend from the lower world, they must be quite capable. Senior Sister Li actually sent Junior Nephew Ma and Junior Nephew Feng out. Are you not afraid that something will happen to them?"

Liu Che sneered and said, the young woman in the gold skirt is called Li Qian. Like Liu Che, Li Qian has entered the Xuanling Cave and came out alive.

"It's their chance to enter the Xuanling Cave to hunt for treasures in the big waves. If they are not strong enough and die at the hands of others, it means they are not good at learning, and naturally there is nothing to say."

Li Qian said nonchalantly.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and Liu Che and Li Qian quickly shut up.

Song Yiming walked out of the side hall and came to the crowd.

He naturally heard what Liu Che and Li Qian said and didn't criticize them.

"Meet the master uncle (the master master)."

All the disciples bowed and said in unison.

Song Yiming nodded, his majestic gaze passing over Zhao Hong and other god-transformation monks, and when he glanced at Wang Changsheng, he showed approval and said: "Yes, nephew Wang has entered the late stage of god-transformation. "

"The head master is so complimentary. Thanks to master Chen's teachings, the disciples can practice so quickly."

Wang Changsheng said modestly, in fact, his cultivation speed is slower than that of the elite disciples of Zhenhai Palace.

Song Yiming nodded, feeling a little disappointed. He originally wanted to win over Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, but now it seems that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan have joined the Ascension Faction.

"Soon, the Xuanling Cave will be opened. Our Zhenhai Palace plans to send you to hunt for treasures. There are thirty people in total. Master Nephew Zhao will be the leader of one team, and Master Nephew Ma will be the leader of the other team. Before departure, Master Nephew Liu will I will train you with Master Nephew Li for a period of time, and will even compete with you personally. Before departure, each person will need a Heavenly Spirit Treasure, a sixth-level talisman and a bottle of healing elixir. Each team will bring two sets of sixth-level formations. Free to choose.”

"If you make great achievements, the resources for cultivating immortals such as high-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, caves, jade moon jade pills, land, spiritual beasts, etc. will not be a problem."

Song Yiming said slowly that Zhenhai Palace had lost all of its capital this time. Just the Talisman Pill and Tongtian Lingbao distributed to them was secretly worth almost 500 million spirit stones on the market. This was the foundation of Zhenhai Palace.

"Master Head, what is the territory you are talking about?"

An old man in green robes with a rosy face who stood in front of Wang Changsheng asked cautiously. He had joined the Zhenhai Palace during the Foundation Establishment Stage and had practiced Taoism for many years. He knew that he would not be able to advance to the Void Refining Stage, so he planned to take this opportunity to get a piece of land and build his own. family.

"Senior Nephew Ning, if you want to establish a family, collect more treasures. The greater your contribution, the greater the territory for establishing your family. Our Zhenhai Palace will not treat meritorious ministers badly. If you make mistakes, you will be severely punished. Let me remind you first. , no matter what the reason is, it is not a reason to harm a fellow disciple. All disciples who leave Xuanling Cave alive will be examined. If they are found to have harmed a fellow disciple, the clan members, masters, uncles, fellow senior sisters and brothers will all be punished."

At the end of the sentence, Song Yiming's tone was stern.

The disciples of the two major factions can quarrel and make trouble, but they must not kill each other. This is his final bottom line.

"Yes, the head master."

All the disciples agreed in unison.

Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "Territory, build a family, hope to get the territory!"

Song Yiming gave some instructions and asked Liu Che and Li Qian to leave with their respective teams.