Rise of Qinglian

She hoped for reincarnation so that she could see Wang Qingzhi and Wang Qingqing again.

"That's not right! Even if Uncle Mingren was reborn in the Heaven and Underworld as soon as he died, it would not have been 20,000 years, and he has cultivated to the late stage of Mahayana? Maybe it's just because he looks alike."

Wang Changsheng was puzzled.

Less than 20,000 years to cultivate to the late stage of Mahayana? Xuanling Tianzun is not so powerful, and Chen Yueying has entered the Mahayana period for more than 20,000 years. Could it be that the reborn Wang Mingren has better aptitude than a spirit body? In other words, he is the core disciple of a certain powerful force in the world of heaven and underworld, possessing a special spiritual body, and his cultivation speed is extremely fast.

Or, it's just that they look alike. The world of cultivating immortals is so big, there are many interfaces, and it's understandable that there are two people who look exactly the same.

According to ancient records, after a creature dies, it will be reborn in the underworld. The reborn person has no memory of the previous life and is a new individual. This process is called reincarnation. As for the truth of the content, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan have no way to distinguish.

"I hope it's reincarnation, so that Qingzhi, Qingqing, and Qingling can all have a chance to be reborn."

Wang Ruyan said seriously.

She believes in reincarnation, and it's good for her.

"There are many underworlds, and that person is from the underworld. If there is reincarnation, will Qingqing and the others be in the underworld?"

Wang Changsheng said to himself, with longing on his face.

In a secluded small courtyard, Wang Yidao and Du Xueyao were sitting in a blue stone pavilion.

Wang Yidao picked up the wine glass and drank it, and Du Xueyao poured it for him, Wang Yidao drank it down, and Du Xueyao poured it again.

Wang Yidao drank a lot of spirit wine, his face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol.

Du Xueyao knew that Wang Yidao's parents had died, and she knew that Wang Yidao was in a bad mood, so she didn't speak.

"Where's the wine!"

Wang Yidao said loudly, with a hint of crying in his voice. He usually doesn't talk or smile, but the murder of his parents still gave him a big shock.

"You've run out of my spiritual wine, wait a minute, I'll buy it."

Du Xueyao got up and walked out.

"Lizard, I want to kill you all."

Wang Yidao roared loudly, and an astonishing sword energy swept out, cutting Shiting in half.

Du Xueyao frowned and went out to buy spirit wine without saying anything.

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The Tianli Mountain Range, the Lizard Clan's lair, and the eighth-order spiritual vein were also destroyed by Yifeng using the self-exposure formation.

Ye Tongtian stood on the top of a low mountain, his gaze was serious.

"Heaven and Underworld! Void Ghost Clan! Shifang Yama Great Formation!"

Ye Tongtian said to himself, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"This is somewhat similar to what Patriarch Xuanji is going to do. I don't know if this world of the underworld is the underworld that Patriarch Xuanji is going to."

Ye Tongtian muttered to himself, turned his right hand, and there was an extra green jade slip in his hand.

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Qinglian Island, a secluded courtyard, Wang Ruyi and Wang Rumeng were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, Wang Ruyi looked sad.

Both Wang Guangyu and Su Yuyun were killed. Wang Ruyi was very sad when she heard the news. Fortunately, Wang Rumeng was always by her side and enlightened her.

"Sister Ruyi, don't be too sad. When we advance to the fusion stage and become great monks like our ancestors, we must seek revenge from our enemies and make them pay with blood."

Wang Rumeng comforted her.

Wang Ruyi nodded: "No matter who did it, I will kill the enemy with my own hands."

Her eyes were firm and her face was murderous.

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In the Seven Star Mountains, a bluestone square covering a vast area, tens of thousands of monks including Wang Changsheng gathered together, and they stood neatly in line.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, congratulations! The Wang family has made a fortune this time."

Song Yunlong congratulated Wang Changsheng, he already knew what the Wang family got.

Before that, he didn't need to get too close to Wang Changsheng. At that time, the local faction crushed the Feisheng faction, but now it's different. Chen Yueying entered the Mahayana period, and the status of the Wang family has also risen.

The Wang family is now the most powerful cultivating family in Zhenhai Palace. Qinglian and Chen Yueying are very close, and the future development of the Wang family will be smoother.

A good relationship with the Wang family is beneficial to the development of the Song family.

Song Yunlong even wanted to marry the Wang family, but he needed to get closer first, and Wang Changsheng might not agree to the marriage as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Song Daoyou, your Song family has gained a lot, congratulations."

Wang Changsheng said politely.

"It's all thanks to Senior Chen. I don't dare to covet the sky's merits. By the way, a hundred years later, it will be my birthday. If you are free, Wang Daoyou, come to our Song family to have a few glasses of wedding wine."

Song Yunlong issued an invitation.

"Okay, I'll be there then."

Wang Changsheng agreed.

Chen Yueying had mentioned to him that he should live in harmony with the Song family. She didn't want to see the Song and Wang families fighting each other. In fact, the Wang family and the Song family did not have any major conflicts of interest, nor did they have any major conflicts.

Song Yunlong smiled knowingly, and chatted with Wang Changsheng.

After a while, Chen Yueying flew over from a distance and landed in front of the monks.

Wang Changsheng and others saluted one after another, not daring to neglect.

"Okay, the front line is all arranged, let's go back!"

After Chen Yueying finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves, and a yellow light flew out, floating in the sky. It was a painting scroll of yellow light that flowed continuously, with an astonishing aura.

Sword Master Tianhe is in charge of taking charge of the new site, avoiding troubles from the Jinghuo and Yasha tribes. The major forces of the human race have left part of their staff to guard their own sites, and then went back to their respective homes.

The human race has expanded by more than 60 trillion miles this time, and the territory is too large. Even if the frontline monks stay, they cannot control such a large territory.

The human race needs to relocate monks from the inland to develop new territories, and at the same time to recuperate.

Chen Yueying has already reached an agreement with the Xuanqing faction. The Zhenhai Palace will dispatch a group of people from the affiliated forces to develop the new site, and recruit disciples to participate.

In this battle, Zhenhai Palace was overwhelmed.

Chen Yueying flew to the top of the yellow scroll, and Wang Changsheng and others followed one after another.

Tens of thousands of monks flew down on the yellow scroll, and Chen Yueying pinched the magic formula, and the yellow scroll suddenly burst into yellow light, and flew towards the sky.

Not long after, the group of them disappeared into the sky.

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Wanyan City, Wanyan Hall.

Luo Xiao and Yan Xin were sitting on the main seat, talking about something.

"I'll stay here! You go back first."

Luo Xiao volunteered, they have newly occupied a large area, and there must be Mahayana monks in charge, who knows if the human race will attack.

When they build up a strong defense, Luo Xiao doesn't need to stay here anymore.

Yan Que was seriously injured. If Yan Xin stayed here and Yan Que stayed at the Wanyan Mountain Range, he might be attacked by the human race.

Luo Xiao has a mid-level Mahayana cultivation base, so it's better to stay on the front line.

"Then I will trouble Fellow Daoist Gong."

Yan Xin said gratefully.

"We have always advanced and retreated together, you are welcome, you go back first! Try to find a way to heal Fellow Daoist Yan's injury."

Gong Xiao said in a deep voice.

Yan Hao nodded, chatted for a while, took his leave and left.

Luo Xiao took out a golden jade slip, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and said to himself: "The great formation of Yama in the ten directions, five yin girls."

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