Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng's level of weapon refining is the highest in the family. Wang Changsheng's guidance is something Wang Qiuxin can only dream of.

Wang Qiuxin invited Wang Changsheng into his residence and brewed a pot of spiritual tea for Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng drank a cup of spiritual tea, gave Wang Qiuxin instructions on how to refine weapons, and explained to him the techniques of weapon refining and puppet making. He spoke very seriously, and Wang Qiuxin listened very seriously.

Suddenly, a transmission note flew in, and it was from Wang Changhuan.

Wang Qiuxin hurriedly went to invite Wang Changhuan in. Wang Changhuan's face looked a little haggard, and a lot of white hair could be seen.

Wang Changhuan used the evil spirit to build the foundation. He was not a physical practitioner. Over the years, the evil spirit had been destroying his body. This was the main reason why he stayed at the fifth level of foundation building.

"Bago, let me see if there are any spiritual objects that can neutralize the evil spirit. I will try my best to get them back for you!"

Wang Changsheng said with some worry. He also used the true evil spirit to build the foundation, and he was very aware of the disadvantages of the true evil spirit.

The longer the evil spirit stays in the body, the more serious the damage will be to the body.

"Thank you, Ninth Brother. How can it be so easy to find a spiritual object that can dissolve the evil spirit? Qing Kai has been looking for it all these years. It's best to find it. If you can't find it, forget it."

Wang Changhuan sighed and said that the True Evil Qi has many disadvantages, but without the True Evil Qi, he would not be able to advance to the foundation building stage and would have turned into a pile of bones long ago.

Wang Changsheng smiled and nodded. He also knew very well that it was not easy to obtain spiritual objects that could neutralize the evil spirit.

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence and continued to refine the prototype of the magic weapon.

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Wu State, Yunhu Grassland.

In Pingyao City, inside a blue attic.

Wang Qingshan and the other eight were discussing something. The battle was too tragic.

In their opinion, with the protection of the city defense formation, there would be no danger. However, the demon clan's offensive was very fierce. They broke through the city defense formation twice. Unfortunately, Wang Qingtian died from the monster's mouth, and Wang Qiuming and Wang Qingling were slightly injured.

Wang Qingshan used his small magical power "A Hundred Swords Return to One" to kill several second-level monsters that attacked the city wall, otherwise the Wang family would have suffered more casualties.

The high-level officials assigned the Wang family a mission and asked Wang Changhao and Wang Qingshan to accompany them.

"The higher-ups didn't know what they were thinking, and they didn't fight back. They actually faced off against the demon clan for seven years."

Wang Qingjun frowned and said, with a sad look on his face.

"I heard that the demon clan attacked very fiercely and captured a lot of territory. The monks in the Nascent Soul stage fought with the demon clan in the transformation phase. Both sides suffered losses. Qingshan and I went to carry out the mission. Aunt Twenty-one, you are responsible for leading them , Qingxiao and Qingtian unfortunately died in the mouth of the monster, you must be well."

Wang Changhao's tone was full of helplessness. The Dan-Jie cultivator asked them to accompany him. How could they dare to refuse?

A child of a cultivating family refused to carry out the task assigned by the superiors and was directly beheaded in public. With this lesson in mind, how could Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao dare to refuse the task assigned by the alchemy cultivator.

In contrast, Wang Qingqing is much luckier. She has been refining weapons in the weapon refining hall. Unless the city is destroyed, she will not be in any danger. There are four Nascent Soul monks in the city, who are as stable as Mount Tai.

Since the beginning of the war, the Yuanying monks and the demon clan in the transformation stage seemed to have reached some kind of agreement and did not take action. The main force of the battle was the Danjie monks and the half-demon in the Danjie period. The Foundation-building monks took over and were responsible for dealing with the low-level monsters.

"Don't worry! I will take good care of them."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhao appeared in a blue hall.

Dozens of foundation-building monks gathered together in twos and threes to communicate through sound transmission.

Wang Qingshan carefully discovered that these people had the lowest cultivation level of five levels and the highest level of eight levels.

Foundation-building monks walked in one after another, with the lowest cultivation level of the fifth-level foundation-building level, and even a ninth-level foundation-building monk appeared.

Half a quarter of an hour later, six alchemy-forming monks walked in. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe, a purple jade crown, and a white jade belt tied around his waist. He was a seventh-level alchemy-forming monk.

The purple-robed Taoist's stern eyes passed over the foundation-building monks, and he solemnly said: "I am Taoist Ziyang from Qianji Sect. I have been ordered to take you to carry out an important task. Those who make great contributions will be rewarded heavily, and those who shrink from the battle will be killed without mercy." Pardon, do you understand everything?"

"Junior understands!"

Wang Qingshan and other foundation-building monks agreed in unison, with solemn expressions.

Taoist Ziyang shook his robe, and a golden ball as big as a water tank flew out. Amid the sound of a mechanism, it transformed into a giant golden python that was more than ten feet long.

The golden giant python is about ten feet tall, and its size is terrifying.

With a pinch of his magical power, the body of the golden python revealed more than a dozen stone doors.

"You all go in, and we will leave in this third-level high-grade puppet beast. When we reach the destination, we will release you."

Wang Qingshan and others walked in one after another, and the interior decoration was a bit crude.

Taoist Ziyang's six alchemy-forming monks followed him in. Taoist Ziyang pinched the stone door and closed all the stone doors. The golden python flicked its tail and flew out of the blue hall.

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Some green mountains, some hidden cave.

Twenty-five half-demon gathered in the cave and were discussing something.

There was an animal skin placed in front of them, with a topographic map on it.

"Listen up, everyone. We are responsible for attacking the important strongholds of the human race. The louder the noise, the better. Once we succeed, we will retreat immediately. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

The twenty-five half-demon dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

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At Taiyi Immortal Gate, at the top of a certain peak that reaches straight into the sky, three men were drinking tea and chatting.

"Are the demon clan planning something? Why did they suddenly invade our human clan? Do you have any news?"

A kind-faced old man in white robe asked with a serious tone.

An old man in black robes with a skinny face shook his head and said, "No, I personally killed two cultivators in the transformation stage. Searching their souls didn't reveal any useful information."

"The dispatch of millions of monsters and dozens of monsters in the transformation stage must be the work of those two old guys. They came at the right time and gave us an excuse. Three sects in the South China Sea have agreed to stab the monsters. "An old Taoist in green robes with childish face and heavy hair said in a deep voice. He pondered for a moment, looked at the old man in white robes, and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, what is the attitude of the world of cultivating immortals in Northern Xinjiang? The demon clan is invading and killing our human monks. This tone must not be tolerated. .”

The demon clan's offensive was too fierce. Of course, they didn't want to repel the demon clan immediately. They mainly wanted to plan a strange fruit tree for the demon clan. The strange fruit would be helpful to their cultivation.

They deliberately gave up part of their territory to plunge the demon clan into a quagmire of war, and at the same time put themselves in the position of being a victim so that they could easily seek help from other forces.

"The Northern Xinjiang Immortal Realm has also agreed to take action, but we need to take action first to attract the attention of the demon clan."

"Okay, let's attack the demon clan in three directions. This time we must inflict pain on the demon clan and expand our territory. Of course, the most important thing is the strange fruit tree. In order to cooperate with our actions, it's time for us to counterattack. But we I still can’t figure out the purpose of the demon clan, so I still have to be careful to avoid following in the footsteps of the Jinyang Sect.”

The Jinyang Sect was destroyed by a large number of demonic beasts led by the demon clan back then, and they had to take precautions as they learned from the past.

The green-robed old Taoist smiled slightly and said: "We have agreed that when the time comes, I will share one piece with you when you get the fruit."

"Of course, we will act according to the plan. I and fellow Daoist Zhao will go to the hinterland of the demon clan. Fellow Daoist Li, you will stay behind to guard against the demon clan making small moves."