Rise of Qinglian

Not to mention Wang Ruyan, even Wang Changsheng cannot help all his children and grandchildren build foundations. The country has national laws, the family has family rules, and everything must be in accordance with the family rules.

If you want to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill, then work seriously for the family and accumulate merit points to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"Is Qingyang still at Qinglian Villa? Or is he going to Fangshi to do work?"

Qi Shanshan nodded and replied: "The fourth brother has already gone to Qingyuefang City to do work. I heard from my husband that the fourth brother has thought about it. He is now working hard to accumulate merit points for Qiu Feng."

Wang Qingyang's daughter Wang Qiulan has five spiritual roots. Fortunately, Wang Qiufeng has three spiritual roots. Wang Qingyang now puts all his hopes on Wang Qiufeng.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from outside.

"Ninth brother, ninth brother, are you there..."

Wang Qingshan walked in quickly. When he saw Wang Ruyan, he was overjoyed and said congratulations: "Congratulations to Aunt Ninth for coming out of confinement."

Wang Ruyan nodded and said with a smile: "Qingshan, what happened? It's not like you to be in a panic."

"Aunt Ninth, the Jinyang Sect's ruins are now found at the junction of Tang and Wei. I have asked Qing Jun to inform Senior Guang of Bailingmen."

The place where the ruins of Jinyang Sect are found is located at the junction of Wei and Tang. Wei and Tang were originally at odds with each other. Without the intervention of the Dan Jie monks, it would have been impossible for the Wang family monks to enter the Jinyang Sect's ruins.

Wang Ruyan was a little surprised and asked: "The ruins of Jinyang Sect? Are you sure? Tell me what happened."

Wang Qingshan told what happened in detail. He left Wang Qiuming and others in Bailong Valley, and drove day and night back to Qinglian Villa.

There are not many foundation-building monks that the Wang family can fight now, including Wang Qingshan, Wang Ruyan, Wang Changhao, and Wang Qingjun. Wang Changhao's injury has not fully recovered. If you want to enter the Jinyang Sect's ruins, only Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingshan, and Wang Qingjun can enter.

If you can take this opportunity to get a large amount of spiritual stones, Wang Changsheng's magic weapon will be found.

"My husband is practicing, so we can't disturb him. Qingshan, let's go to Bailingmen and see if it's convenient for Senior Guang to show up."

When cultivating immortals, they are most afraid of being disturbed. Wang Ruyan knew that Wang Changsheng was practicing spiritual arts. It took Wang Changsheng seven years to cultivate Kuishui True Thunder. The power of spiritual arts is greater than Kuishui True Thunder. In seven years, Wang Changsheng Cultivation may not be successful.

Sending transmission notes to Wang Changsheng at this time would most likely make him lose all his previous efforts. Wang Ruyan would not disturb Wang Changsheng's cultivation unless he had to.

"Aunt Ninth, do you want to bring Uncle Eighteen with you? With Uncle Eighteen's help, we may be able to earn more."

Wang Changhao has not recovered yet. If he can enter the Jinyang Sect ruins to hunt for treasures, with Wang Changhao's help, his chances of winning will be better.

"Go and call your eighteenth brother, tell him the whole story and see if he is willing to accompany you."

"Yes, Aunt Ninth."

Wang Qingshan and Wang Ruyan acted separately. Wang Qingshan went to call Wang Changhao, and Wang Ruyan went to the warehouse to get things.

Wang Qingyuan was responsible for managing the family's property. Wang Ruyan took fifteen second-level puppet beasts, thirty second-level low-grade talismans, and one second-level formation talisman.

Two bottles of detoxifying elixirs, two bottles of mana-restoring elixirs, and ten self-exposed magic weapons.

Wang Changsheng had previously bought third-level talismans at auction in Nanhai, but he carried them with him, so Wang Ruyan could only bring these things with him.

This time, the Wang family has spent a lot of money, hoping to enter the Jinyang Sect's ruins to hunt for treasures.

Wang Changhao has been recuperating from his injuries these years. He cannot fight, but he can practice. After seven years of hard training, he finally reached the fifth level of foundation building.

Knowing that the Jinyang Sect's ruins were extant and that the Wang family might go on a treasure hunt, Wang Changhao agreed to accompany them without saying a word.

Although he has not completely recovered, he is still in a good state, and he has no problem fighting with others.

Just like that, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao went straight to Bailingmen.

After arriving at Bailing Gate, Wang Changxue told Wang Ruyan that Guangdong Ren had taken people to the place where the Jinyang Sect ruins appeared, and asked Wang Ruyan and the others to go to the border between Wei and Tang.

On the border between Wei and Tang, a magnificent golden palace was suspended in the sky, with a blue vortex several miles in size supporting the golden palace.

At the top of a certain peak, Guangdong Ren was sitting in a simple stone pavilion. There was a roasted golden suckling pig on the stone table. Ye Tong stood aside, waiting for Guangdong Ren to enjoy the food.

Guangdong Ren eats a mouthful of meat and drinks a mouthful of wine, feeling very happy.

Around the stone pavilion, there were more than fifty Bailingmen disciples, most of them were foundation-building monks, and a few were Qi-refining monks.

"Fat Guang, this is our Tang Kingdom's territory. What are you doing here? Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

A majestic male voice came from the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light appeared in the sky and headed straight for Guangdong Ren's location.

The red light was so fast that it fell on the mountain peak where Guangdong Ren was within three breaths.

The red light is a scroll with red light flowing erratically. An old man in his early fifties stands at the front, followed by hundreds of disciples.

The old man has three strands of red beard under his chin, an elegant face, a red jade crown on his head, and a Jinyun robe of Bagua Dao. He is Feng Xiaoyao, the leader of Fenghuo Sect.

Guangdong Ren gave Feng Xiaoyao a roll of his eyes and sneered: "What do you call the territory of the Tang State? Decades ago, this was the territory of our Wei State! The ruins of the Jinyang Sect are now alive, and everyone who sees them has a share."

"You have a share in seeing this? What a big tone. Do you think this is the Kingdom of Wei? Be sensible and take people back to your Kingdom of Wei. I can bypass you."

Guangdong Ren threw away the clean pig's trotters in his hands and sneered: "If you want to take action, just say so. Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you can kill me, then take action. If you can't kill me, just endure it. Really When you start to take action, I am not necessarily the one who suffers. I only brought dozens of foundation-building disciples, but you actually brought more than a hundred foundation-building monks. Old ghost Feng, you are crazy because of your poverty! If they all If you die in the ruins, your Fenghuo Sect will probably be seriously injured."

Feng Xiaoyao frowned. When he learned that the Jinyang Sect's ruins were extant, he mobilized a large number of people to come here, hoping to obtain the inheritance of the Jinyang Sect and maybe advance to the Nascent Soul stage.

Guangdong Ren is already at the sixth level of Danjie. He once faced off against three. If there was a real fight, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose.

"Fat Guang, you came all the way to our country, Tang, and you just said you wanted to die. Do you really think we don't dare to kill you?"

A cold female voice sounded.

The next moment, a golden light appeared in the sky and headed straight for Guangdong Ren's location.

The golden light is a huge golden lotus. There is a huge golden lotus, and a plump middle-aged beautiful woman is sitting cross-legged on top of the golden lotus. There is a golden lotus pattern between her eyebrows.

Behind her, there were dozens of female cultivators in the foundation-building stage.

The beautiful middle-aged woman is Hua Qingwu, the leader of Baihua Sect. She was hurt by love in her early years and hated male monks extremely.