Rise of Qinglian

Three days later, in a secluded manor, Wang Qingcheng, Liu Hongxue and Wang Mengbin were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, talking about something.

"Meng Bin, Hongxue, this is the experience of my father, my mother, my seventh brother, and the others in understanding the spiritual realm. I hope it will be helpful to you. There is also the reflection crystal made by my father. He personally told the process of his understanding of the spiritual realm."

Wang Qingcheng took out six jade slips of different colors and two cyan reflection crystals and distributed them to Wang Mengbin and Liu Hongxue.

Wang Mengbin and Liu Hongxue thanked them and accepted them.

Wang Qingcheng took out a topographic map. There were many text marks on the map, including the words Canghai and Qinglian Island.

This is a topographic map made by Wang Mengbin. In the future, tribesmen can use this map to travel to Canghai.

"I want to travel to the sea. My parents are in retreat to comprehend the spiritual realm. You take care of the family."

Wang Qingcheng said in a deep voice.

Wang Ruyan refined three Qiankun Demon Suppressing Talismans, Wang Yidao used one, and there are two more. Wang Yibing has practiced to the perfection of integration and is in retreat to enter the Mahayana period.

Wang Qingcheng wants to make a trip to Canghai to deliver a Qiankun Demon Suppression Talisman to Canghai. In addition, he also has to station manpower on Manatee Island. After Master Miaode advances to the Mahayana stage, the status of the Tianyang Shahai human race will not improve. Well, the Wang family can send some of their clansmen to the Tianyang Sand Sea, firstly to collect resources for cultivating immortals, and secondly, to facilitate contact with the clansmen in Canghai.

Qinglian Island is too far from Canghai. Even if there is a cross-sea thunder boat, it will take hundreds of years to reach it. Without a cross-sea thunder boat, it is impossible to get in, and it is inconvenient to communicate.

Establish a large communication array on Hainiu Island. If the tribe encounters trouble in Tianyang Shahai, the tribesmen of Canghai can go there and help.

"Ancestor Qingcheng, let me go there myself! I just came out of Canghai."

Liu Hongxue volunteered.

"No, the war is not over yet. You have to be busy refining elixirs. I will just go there myself. I also want to go to Qianling Continent, hoping to collect some rare resources for cultivating immortals."

Wang Qingcheng declined politely. The family belongs to everyone and everyone must contribute to the family.

No one knows how long the war will last. With the cross-spiritual treasure ship in hand, it is convenient to collect resources for cultivating immortals.

Wang Changsheng did not want to expose the Qinglian, so he could use treasures to cover the words on the sails.

"How about I make a trip! I'm more familiar with Canghai. I'll take a trip to Qianling Continent."

Wang Mengbin suggested.

"You advanced Mahayana people have a lot of things to do, so don't argue with me, I'll just go."

Wang Qingcheng insisted on his opinion.

Wang Mengbin and Liu Hongxue agreed without arguing.

After chatting for a while, Wang Qingcheng left.

In a bluestone square, Wang Shenfeng and hundreds of other tribesmen lined up and stood neatly. Wang Shenfeng had entered the integration stage.

Wang Qingcheng raised his right hand, and a ray of green light flew out, transforming into a huge blue ship more than 300 feet long. The word "Qinglian" on the sail was flashing, which was very conspicuous.

Wang Qingcheng shook his left hand, and a light yellow jade pendant flew out and landed on the sail. The yellow jade pendant lit up with a dazzling yellow light, covering the sail.

Not long after, the yellow light dissipated, and the word Qinglian and the green lotus disappeared. Even if a Mahayana monk encountered it, they might not be able to see through it.

Wang Qingcheng flew to the deck and ordered: "Get aboard."

"Yes, Ancestor Qingcheng."

Wang Shenfeng and others agreed unanimously and boarded the ship one after another.

After they all boarded the Qinglian, Wang Qingcheng pinched the secret, and the Qinglian lit up with a dazzling blue light, turned into a blue rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

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Qianling Continent, Qinglin Valley.

The streets were bustling with people and cars and horses.

In a secluded small courtyard with blue tiles, Wang Yixin, Wang Ruyi and Long Qingfeng were sitting in a blue stone pavilion. Wang Ruyi was holding a golden animal skin in his hand.

The golden animal skin is about ten feet long and two feet wide.

This is the skin of an eighth-level golden glass beast, which they obtained in exchange for a thunder talisman and a combined casual cultivator.

The golden glass beast is a dry beast, which can be used to refine the Qiankun Demon Suppression Talisman.

"That's great. If this animal skin can be returned to the clan, our ancestors will definitely be very happy."

Wang Ruyi said with a smile.

Wang Yixin nodded and said: "I will use a large communication array to notify the family later and ask them to send someone over."

Due to the impact of the war, the Ice Lion is temporarily not in Qianling Continent, and the immortal cultivation resources they collected cannot be sent back to Qinglian Island for the time being.

"What are you talking about! So happy."

A familiar male voice sounded.

Wang Xiangrong walked out of the attic. His aura was much stronger than before, and he entered the Great Perfection of Fusion.

Thousands of years ago, he advanced to the late stage of integration, and now he has finally advanced to the Great Perfection of integration.

"We collected a piece of skin from an eighth-level golden glass beast. Our ancestors have been looking for this thing."

Wang Ruyi shook the animal skin in his hand and said with a smile.

Wang Xiangrong looked happy after hearing this.

"Ancestor, the Qin family is holding a Mahayana celebration and has invited our Wang family to celebrate. Do you want to go?"

Wang Yixin remembered something and asked.

The Qin family is a cultivating family supported by the Ye family. There are Mahayana monks who send out invitations and invite many guests. The Wang family also received the invitation.

In the past ten thousand years, there have been a lot more Mahayana monks in Xuanyang Realm. I wonder if the big forces are deliberately cultivating them.

Wang Xiangrong nodded and said: "Let me lead a team on a trip! Maybe we can also collect a piece of the skin of an eighth-level golden glass beast."

After chatting for a while, Wang Yixin and the three of them said goodbye and went about their business. Wang Xiangrong walked out of his residence and wandered on the street.

It was midday, the sun was shining brightly, and there were many pedestrians on the street.

I met many acquaintances on the road and interacted with Wang Xiangrong one after another.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I haven't seen you for a while. You have made great progress in cultivation. Congratulations!"

A pleasant female voice sounded.

Wang Xiangrong looked towards the source of the sound and saw a plump young woman in a purple skirt walking toward him. Next to the young woman in the purple skirt was a young man wearing a white Confucian shirt.

Wang Xiangrong's pupils shrank when he saw the young man in white shirt.

The young man in white shirt looked exactly like Wang Mingren. As Wang Changsheng's clone, Wang Xiangrong had seen Wang Mingren's portrait and knew that Wang Mingren was Wang Changsheng's uncle.

There is a Wang Mingren in the underworld. The Lord of the Galaxy in the Immortal World Fragments is exactly the same as Wang Mingren. Now there is another monk who is exactly like Wang Mingren. This is definitely not a coincidence.

"Mrs. Lin, long time no see, who is this fellow Taoist?"

Wang Xiangrong asked politely.

The young woman in the purple skirt is Lin Xin, a disciple of Fairy Furong. Fairy Furong is the number one casual cultivator in Xuanyang Realm and is very powerful.

"I'm in Xu Bin, Haoran Palace, White Deer Realm. I've met fellow Daoist Wang."

The young man in white shirt cupped his fists and said with a gentle voice.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Xu from Haoran Palace, disrespectful and disrespectful."

Wang Xiangrong said politely.

There are several interfaces between the White Deer Realm and the Xuanyang Realm. Haoran Palace has a certain influence in the White Deer Realm, with many Mahayana monks sitting in charge.