Rise of Qinglian

The Xuanqing Mountains are located on the border of the Qing Kingdom. The spiritual energy here is weak and few immortal cultivators appear here.

Deep in the Xuanqing Mountains, on an endless grassland, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a fair face and a young woman in a yellow skirt stood on a small mound.

The middle-aged Taoist priest is tall and thin, wearing a red Taoist robe, wearing a red lotus flower on his head, and holding a red whisk in his hand, giving him a somewhat immortal air.

"Mrs. Huang, why haven't the people from the Jin Yan Sect come yet? They won't come, right?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at the sky, frowned and said.

The young woman in the yellow skirt smiled and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Sun, the Jin Yan Sect will definitely send someone over. If they don't come, the Zijin Mine will also belong to us."

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded. He suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, where is the person I asked you to help find! It has been so many years and there is no news about him? With his character and conduct, it is easy to find him. of."

"Fellow Daoist Sun, I have heard about Huang Fugui's concubine as well. I sent many people to look for him, but there is no whereabouts of him. He may not be alive anymore."

The middle-aged Taoist priest disagreed and shook his head and said: "If you say that Monk Yuanying is dead, I will believe it. If you say that he is dead, I will not believe it. This guy's ability to adapt to the wind is unmatched. If there is a slight disturbance, run away." He must be faster than anyone else, maybe he is no longer in the East Wasteland! Forget it, forget it if you can’t find him, if you find him, let him set a time and place, and I will go find him.”

"Fellow Daoist Sun, you asked Huang Fugui to set the time and place? What ability does he have that makes him worthy of you?"

The young woman in the yellow dress asked curiously.

The middle-aged Taoist priest snorted and said: "This guy's luck couldn't be better. Sometimes, luck is also a part of strength. This guy is as timid as a mouse. If I let him come to me, he must be afraid that I will set a trap and ambush him." He, no one understands this guy better than me."

The young woman in the yellow skirt nodded. Her eyes were full of curiosity. Chihuo Sanren had quite a lot of magical powers. Huang Fugui, a person like Huang Fugui who bullied the weak and feared the strong and was as timid as a mouse, could actually get acquainted with Chihuo Sanren. It was really a blessing. In a word, the world is so vast that there are no wonders.

"They're coming."

A blue light appeared in the sky and flew towards here quickly. Not long after, the blue light stopped, and the light faded, revealing a blue airship. Wang Changsheng and four people stood in the blue airship. Walking down one after another.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, these two fellow Taoists are a bit unfamiliar! Who are they?"

The young woman in the yellow dress looked at Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan and said with a frown.

"This is Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang, whom I invited to help."

Shen Feiyan pointed at Wang Changsheng and introduced.

"Stop talking nonsense and let one of you come out and compare notes."

Master Chihuo urged.

Wang Ruyan smiled brightly, took a step forward, and said, "I want to ask Fellow Daoist Sun for advice, and I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Sun for some advice."

Shen Feiyan originally wanted to ask Wang Changsheng to take action, and Wang Ruyan wanted to try a new piece of music. Wang Changsheng naturally would not refuse, and Shen Feiyan had no objection.

Red Fire Sanren flipped his right hand, a red light flashed, and a palm-sized red flag appeared in his hand, with a large number of red runes flashing on the flag.

The red runes shone brightly, and the red flag grew in size, turning into a crimson flag, with traces of flames emerging from the flag.

He patted the spirit beast bag, and a red light flew out, transforming into a huge red giant eagle. This was a third-level mid-level spirit bird.

Wang Ruyan was not idle either. He released the Blue-Eyed Han Silkworm and the Lion-Lin Beast, took out the Golden Lotus Qin, sat down cross-legged, and started playing.

The red giant eagle let out a clear neighing sound, flapped its wings and flew over. The lion-lin beast spread its wings, flapped lightly, and rose into the sky to meet the red giant eagle.

The Red Fire Sanren were a little surprised to see Wang Ruyan release a third-order spirit beast and a third-order spirit insect. The red flag in his hand waved slightly, and circles of red fire waves swept out and turned into a huge ball. The red fire cloud flew towards Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan turned a blind eye and concentrated on playing. The blue-eyed cold silkworm made a strange cry and sprayed out a large white ice cone, hitting the red fire cloud.

Boom!

Densely packed white ice cones penetrated the red fire cloud, erupting into a large area of ​​red flames and a large area of ​​white mist.

The sky suddenly turned red, and a huge red fire cloud appeared above Wang Ruyan's head, and there was a muffled sound.

The red fire cloud rolled violently, and more than a dozen giant fireballs as big as water tanks flew out, hitting Wang Ruyan menacingly.

At the same time, the surface of the red fire scattered human body was covered with a layer of dazzling red fire. The wind was strong, and with a flash of red light, a red tornado more than thirty feet high appeared out of thin air and quickly swept towards Wang Ruyan.

The red tornado was condensed from countless flames, emitting a huge heat wave, and the void seemed to be about to be ignited.

The spiritual technique Feng Yan Jue.

This wasn't the end yet, the Chihuo Sanren shook his fists, and dense red fist shadows flew out, hitting Wang Ruyan like a violent storm.

Wang Ruyan's face was calm, he pulled a string with two fingers, released his fingers, a rapid sound of the piano sounded, and a blue sound wave more than a hundred feet long swept out, facing the red tornado.

She flipped her hand, and the Qingyuan Talisman Soldier flew out. Countless green spiritual patterns lit up on the Qingyuan Talisman Soldier's body. The weeds on the ground grew wildly, growing to more than ten feet high, and weaved into a huge green ball, covering Live in Wang Ruyan.

Boom!

More than a dozen giant fireballs hit the green ball, and a raging fire suddenly ignited. The fire expanded rapidly. Soon, a large green fist flew out and smashed the falling giant fireball into pieces.

The blue sound wave collided with the red tornado, and a powerful air wave erupted, sweeping away in all directions. Wherever the air wave passed, the weeds on the ground were uprooted, the ground was torn apart, and a large amount of soil was swept up. Flying high into the sky, the air waves passed over a yellow boulder that was as tall as a person, and the boulder turned into a large piece of loess.

Chihuo Sanren was slightly startled. He did not expect Wang Ruyan to be so strong.

Just as he was about to continue casting spells to attack Wang Ruyan, the sound of the piano became more rapid, as if thousands of troops were fighting and blood flowed like a river. His breathing became rapid and his eyes became obsessed.

"No, illusion!"

Chihuo Sanren realized something and wanted to regain consciousness, but he couldn't do it at all, and the scene in front of him became blurry.

He felt his eyes flash, and he suddenly appeared in a blood-colored space, where millions of soldiers were fighting, blood flowed into rivers, corpses were strewn on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Not only the Chihuo Sanren, but also Shen Feiyan and the young woman in the yellow skirt were affected. The rhythm attack did not distinguish between friend and foe. Wang Changsheng's consciousness was comparable to that of the Nascent Soul stage, so the impact was not great.

"Stop it, we admit defeat, we admit defeat."

The young woman in the yellow dress shouted loudly, opened her mouth and spit out a yellow shield, which instantly swelled and flew around her, with a look of fear in her eyes.

Wang Ruyan stopped his hand, the sound of the piano suddenly disappeared, and the Chihuo Sanren also exited the illusion, his eyes full of fear.

After Wang Ruyan advanced to the ninth level of Danjie, his strength increased greatly, which was unparalleled.

Chihuo Sanren took a deep breath, hugged Wang Ruyan's fist, and said politely: "Mrs. Wang's Taoism is profound, and Sun admires it. I lost. Thank you, Mrs. Wang, for being merciful. I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."

After saying this, the Scarlet Fire Sanren jumped on the back of the giant red eagle and disappeared into the sky into a streak of red light.

Wang Ruyan smiled brightly and said nothing.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, that purple gold earth mine belongs to your Jinyan Sect, please take your leave."

After the young woman in the yellow dress said these words, she turned into a streak of yellow light and walked away very quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, Mrs. Wang, thank you very much. We'll pay 50-50 for the purple gold earth mine."

After seeing Wang Ruyan's strength, Shen Feiyan's tone became more friendly, changing from sixty-four to fifty-five.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan looked at each other and smiled at each other.

They stayed in Qingguo for half a month, giving guidance to the younger generations and competing with the alchemy monks from Qingguo. No one was their opponent.

The reputation of the Wang family in Black Eagle Mountain increased greatly. When they learned that the Wang family had two ninth-level alchemy-forming monks, the forces that had interest disputes with the Wang family backed down one after another and did not dare to have grudges with the Wang family.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Qingjun proposed marriage to other immortal cultivating families to expand his power and increase the number of immortal cultivators.