Rise of Qinglian

"Fellow Daoist Wang, the Qin family is holding a Mahayana celebration for Senior Qin. You have also received the invitation, right?"

Lin Xin said with a smile.

Wang Xiangrong nodded and said, "I'm going to go to the appointment, will you go too? Let's come together then!"

"That's what I meant."

Lin Xin smiled like a flower.

"Young Daoist Xu has the cultivation of the late stage of integration at a young age, and he must be a key training target of Haoran Palace."

Wang Xiangrong said with a smile, his eyes falling on Xu Bin.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is one of the Eighteen Heroes of Haoran. He is a key training target of Haoran Palace. He has a high chance of advancing to the Mahayana stage."

Lin Xin joked with a smile.

"Mrs. Lin is so ridiculous. How can it be so easy to enter the Mahayana?"

Xu Bin said modestly.

After chatting for a while, Wang Xiangrong separated from them.

He was not in the mood to hang around, so he returned to his residence, took out a communication disk with flashing green light, entered a magic formula, and said: "Dao Feng, I want to know the situation of Haoran Palace in Bailu Realm, especially Xu Bin, the Eighteen Heroes of Haoran , if you can’t find out anything about it, just tell me about buying a house in July.”

July Building also has branches in other interfaces, selling various news.

"Yes, ancestor."

Wang Daofeng agreed.

Wang Xiangrong put away the interrogation tray, his expression uncertain for a while.

"A powerful person in the immortal world?"

Wang Xiangrong said to himself that there are so many Wang Mingren who come from different realms and have different cultivation levels. Wang Mingren in the lower realm is a pill-forming person, and Wang Mingren in the spiritual world has Mahayana and combined bodies. Maybe there are also Wang Mingren in the Void Refining Stage, but They didn't touch.

He heard Wang Changsheng mention that even for immortals, it is not easy to separate souls in the lower realm. There are so many Wang Mingren who look exactly the same, so it doesn't look like they can separate souls in the lower realm.

High-level monks in the spiritual world can also use the boundary-breaking stone to separate the soul from the lower world, but it is placed on a dead monk, and the appearance remains unchanged.

Wang Mingren appears in multiple interfaces, he looks exactly the same, but his cultivation is very different. This is very strange.

Before this, Wang Changsheng met Wang Mingren who was relatively mysterious. He only saw his appearance but did not know his details. This time it was different. As a fusion monk specially trained by Haoran Palace, Xu Bin would definitely be able to find out more information.

Maybe the information Wang Changsheng knew was wrong. Immortals can separate their souls from the lower realm and look exactly the same, or it may be a more advanced secret method. However, to be able to do this, the strength of the main body is not trivial.

Seven days passed. In a small courtyard, Wang Daofeng stood in front of Wang Xiangrong and was reporting the situation to Wang Xiangrong.

The Wang family had no manpower in the White Deer Realm and could not find out much information. Wang Daofeng spent a lot of money to buy information from Qiyuelou and successfully bought information about Xu Bin.

"I grew up in Haoran Palace. I possess some kind of spirit body. I have practiced Taoism for less than 20,000 years. I am the young disciple of the law enforcement elder of Haoran Palace."

Wang Xiangrong held a blue jade slip in his hand and said to himself.

Judging from this information, there was nothing wrong with Xu Bin, but why did he look exactly like Wang Mingren? Wang Xiangrong did not believe it was a coincidence.

"You're doing a great job. Come with me to attend Senior Qin's Mahayana celebration! Get to know more of the White Deer Realm monks and find out as much information about Xu Bin as possible. The more detailed the better."

Wang Xiangrong ordered.

"Yes, ancestor."

Wang Daofeng agreed.

Wang Xiangrong warned him a few words and asked him to retreat.

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In the sky realm, there is an endless blue sea area, cloudless, and the sea breeze blows.

A white light appeared in the distant sky. Not long after, the white light stopped and the Ice Lion appeared. Wang Qingshan and dozens of other monks stood on the deck.

They left the Wancao Mountains for more than three hundred years, and Ye Yuhuan drove the Ice Lion on his way.

The flying speed of the cross-spiritual treasure ship is much faster than that of the cross-border treasure ship, but when traveling through the interface, the cross-border treasure ship is safer, and the two have different uses.

They first went to the Tianqiong Sect and contacted Chen Duo, the guardian elder of the Tianqiong Sect. Chen Duo told them a space node leading to the Cangyuan Realm, and they hurried on as quickly as possible.

"At the current speed, we are almost at our destination."

Ye Yuhuan said with a smile.

The Ice Lion lit up with a dazzling white light, and its speed increased a lot.

"Wait, something's wrong."

Wang Qingshan suddenly spoke in a hurried tone.

The stone man swallowed a large number of ghost stones, and the range of his induction of souls of living beings became even wider.

Ye Yuhuan pinched the magic formula, and the Ice Lion stopped, his consciousness widened, and at the same time he pinched the magic formula, a deafening sound of thunder came from high in the sky, and thick silver lightning streaked through the sky and struck below.

Streams of silver lightning fell into the sea water, causing huge waves to explode, and a large number of low-level monsters emerged from the sea.

Shi Yi took out a fist-sized yellow crystal ball and injected it with mana. The yellow crystal ball lit up with a dazzling yellow light.

Xuan Qingzi's consciousness was widened and he investigated carefully.

They didn't find anything unusual. Ye Yuhuan didn't dare to be careless. As soon as the magic formula changed, the Ice Lion's white light surged and retreated along the path it came from, thousands of miles away in an instant and very fast.

Wang Qingshan pinched his sword skills, and a handful of flying swords with flashing green light emerged from the void. There were more than 100,000 of them. The dense green flying swords were like a long, fast blue river, heading straight towards the void somewhere in the southeast. .

Wherever the long blue river passed, the void tore open and a large number of cracks appeared.

A dazzling golden light lit up, and a brilliant golden sword light swept out to meet him.

The dense green flying swords defeated the Qingtian sword light, but soon, a golden shield flew out and blocked the incoming green flying swords.

A burly man in a golden shirt appeared with a cold expression, golden eyes, a few bone spurs protruding from his arms, and some golden spiritual patterns on his face, which was very different from the human race.

"Monk of the Boring Clan!"

Ye Yuhuan asked in surprise, how did the Boring monks know that they would pass by here? Could it be that the Tianqiong faction betrayed them?

The sea surface rolled violently, setting off huge waves that towered into the sky, like towering blue water mountains, crashing into the Ice Lion.

Ye Xuanfeng flew out of the cabin, holding out a flag with flashing white light. With a slight wave, a large piece of biting white cold air surged out, and the sea quickly froze.

The Ice Lion lit up with a dazzling white light, its escape speed surged, and it flew towards the path it came from.

The void shook and twisted, and red fireballs as big as hills appeared. There were more than 100,000 of them, and they hit them with a terrifying force.

The stone pan also flew out, releasing a large piece of yellow-gleaming gravel, which turned into more than 100,000 yellow sand spears about ten feet long, and rushed forward.

With a loud rumbling sound, the yellow sand spear collided with the red fireball and died together. Yellow light and red fire light lit up high in the sky, and the void shook and twisted.

A huge golden ship flew from a distance, seeming to block their way.

The sea surface rolled violently, and a giant blue turtle emerged from the sea. The giant turtle had two heads and snow-blue eyes. It was an eighth-level spiritual beast.

"Two-headed cold turtle! There is an ambush, retreat quickly."

Ye Xuanfeng said solemnly.

As soon as Ye Yuhuan's magic formula changed, the Ice Lion's spiritual light increased greatly, and its speed increased again, flying towards the distance.