Rise of Qinglian

Spring passed, autumn came, cold came and summer came, thirty years passed quickly.

South China Sea, Qinglian Island.

In the meeting hall, Wang Mengfen was holding a clan meeting, attended by more than twenty clan elders. Each clan elder had an unusually solemn expression.

Decades ago, the Dongfang Family held a Taoism Conference. The human race and the alien race reached some kind of agreement, and the relationship has eased. High-level monks are not allowed to hunt and kill fourth-level monsters. Violators will be severely punished. In addition, the human race Various forces are strictly prohibited from attacking each other, and Yuanying monks are not allowed to fight to the death casually.

After the Tao Discussion Conference, third-order monsters, let alone fourth-order monsters, are very rare. The income of the major forces in the South China Sea has dropped sharply. The major forces may set their sights elsewhere or rest on their laurels, while casual cultivators will be in trouble. , you may not be able to find a third-level monster even if you go to sea for several years, your income will be reduced, and your cultivation speed will naturally slow down.

The number of high-level monsters has dropped sharply, and the Wang family has shifted its focus to northern Xinjiang and the Central Plains. Their income has been affected to a certain extent, but the impact is not significant.

"Master, there are currently six Nascent Soul monks and fifty-seven Pill Formation monks in our clan. The total number of monks in the South China Sea is 14,300, 80% of which are concentrated in the Five Dragon Sea area."

The development trend of the Wang family is good, but the growth of high-level monks is slow. This is inevitable. As the number of monks in the clan expands, the expenses are also increasing, and the demand for various resources for cultivating immortals is increasing. In the past, it was for cultivating immortals. There are many resources but few monks. Now the number of monks is increasing, and the resources for cultivating immortals are getting less and less. There are more monks than rice, and the growth rate of high-level monks has naturally slowed down.

"Master, we currently have eleven third-level dragons. Not long ago, we added a thunder dragon, which has been sent to ancestor Meng Bin."

Wang Mengbin practices thunder-based skills, so it would be more appropriate for him to control the thunder dragon.

"Report to the family, we currently have an island..."

A huge thunder sounded, the wind blew back, and colorful spiritual lights suddenly emerged in the void.

Wang Mengfen flew out of the meeting hall immediately. He looked at the five-color aura in the void with an excited expression.

"The celestial phenomenon of a baby, haha, great."

Wang Mengfen laughed and said excitedly.

Needless to say, Wang Qingqing or Wang Qingjun caused the celestial phenomenon of birthing babies. Counting the time, they had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and it was time for them to attract the celestial phenomenon of birthing babies.

A small half of Qinglian Island was shrouded in five-color spiritual light, and a large number of Wang family monks were alarmed. However, clan elders soon came out to maintain order and prevent them from getting close to where Lei Jie was.

A huge thundercloud suddenly appeared over Qinglian Island, with lightning, thunder, and constant roars.

After the rumble of thunder, a huge black thundercloud appeared in the other direction, with lightning and thunder, and silver thunder snakes could be seen swimming in the thundercloud.

"Two thunder clouds, it seems that ancestors Qingjun and Qingqing caused thunder disasters at the same time. I hope they can both survive the Nascent Soul stage."

Wang Mengfen said to himself, staring at the two thunderclouds high in the sky, his eyes full of worry.

Two people in the Wang family failed to conceive a baby, namely Wang Mingren and Wang Huashang. I wonder if Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingjun will succeed.

In a secluded small courtyard with green tiles, Fairy Cailian stood in a blue stone pavilion, looking at the two thunderclouds in the sky with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"My great-grandfather is right. People close to those who have great luck can get some luck. Good fortune and misfortunes depend on it. Great luck often means great disasters."

Fairy Cailian said to herself, her face serious.

In a secret room, Wang Qingqing was sitting cross-legged on a futon with her eyes closed. There was a porcelain bottle and two jade boxes in front of her.

Suddenly, she frowned, and then her facial features twisted, as if she was suffering some kind of pain.

In another secret room, Wang Qingjun was sitting cross-legged on the ground. A large number of mysterious red runes were engraved on the stone wall. The fire spirit here was abundant, which was very suitable for Wang Qingjun to practice.

He closed his eyes tightly, frowned, a large amount of sweat broke out on his forehead, and gritted his teeth, as if he was facing something terrible.

In Qinglian Peak, Wang Ruyan stood on the eaves of a blue pavilion, looking at Wang Qingqing's residence in the distance, with worry on his face.

"It's been more than a hundred years, Qingqing, you finally caused the celestial phenomena of birthing babies."

Wang Ruyan said to himself, with a hint of worry in his tone.

A quarter of an hour later.

Boom!

A deafening roar came from high in the sky, and the spiritual energy with a radius of hundreds of miles gathered under the two thunderclouds, turning into two huge spiritual energy vortexes, and the spiritual energy vortex slowly fell towards the ground.

Wang Ruyan's heart tightened, and he stared at the spiritual energy vortex.

Under her gaze, the spiritual energy vortex slowly disappeared into Wang Qingqing's residence.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the two spiritual energy whirlpools disappeared. The two thunderclouds high in the sky rolled violently, lightning flashed, a huge thunder sounded, and two thick bolts of lightning flew out and struck downwards.

Boom!

There was a huge thunder, and a dazzling silver thunder flooded the two courtyards. The air waves rolled, blowing countless flying sand and rocks, and the strong wind blew back.

Wang Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his worries. After surviving the inner demon tribulation, the thunder tribulation was not a big problem.

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Central Plains, Yan Dynasty.

Lingzhou, as its name suggests, is a place with abundant aura, rich products and outstanding people.

The Bailing Mountains are located in the northwest corner of Lingzhou and stretch for millions of miles. This place is shrouded in thick fog all year round. Woodcutter hunters accidentally break into the depths of the mountains and will spin in place, unable to get out until they wake up the next day and appear in the mountains. On the periphery, it is said that the depths of the mountains are where gods and goddesses live.

What ordinary people don't know is that this is a secret place of the royal family, used to entertain high-level monks.

Deep in the mountains, there is a giant peak that towers into the sky. The peak is dotted with pavilions and palaces, and the buildings spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain is a huge bluestone square, with more than a dozen carved pavilions and palaces standing on the square.

In a five-story blue pavilion, Zhou Ningshuang is playing chess with Li Jiong. Li Jiong has been busy hunting Situ Mei over the years. Unfortunately, despite raising the bounty again and again, Situ Mei has not been found.

"It seems that Situ Mei is not in the Central Plains Cultivation World. It's time for me to leave. Thank you very much for the eldest princess's hospitality. If there is an opportunity in the future, the eldest princess will be a guest in the South China Sea. On behalf of the Sun and Moon Palace, I will definitely entertain you warmly."

Li Jiong said politely that Zhou Ningshuang had helped a lot and he had to repay the favor.

Zhou Ningshuang nodded and said, "Definitely, I'll give it to you, Fellow Daoist Li."

At this moment, a deafening thunder sounded, strong winds rose, and the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and a large number of five-color auras appeared in the void. Dots of auras were suspended in the void, as if fireworks were set off.

Li Jiong was a little surprised, but he quickly reacted, clasped his fists and congratulated: "Jiu Ying Tianxiang! Congratulations! Princess, it seems that your Dayan Royal Family has another Nascent Soul cultivator."

Zhou Ningshuang smiled calmly and said: "Friend Daoist Li, you are too polite. It is not a member of our royal family who caused the birth of a baby, but Wang Wen, the deputy commander of the Wanxian Division."

Wang Wen, whose real name is Wang Tianwen, was born in the Wang family on Qinglian Island.

Zhou Ningshuang would naturally not tell Li Jiong these words.

Li Jiong didn't think much and said goodbye. He wanted to rush back to Nanhai to report to the two palace masters to see if there was any way to find Situ Mei. After seeing off Li Jiong, Zhou Ningshuang looked at the thunderclouds in the sky with a happy expression on her face.

"Will the Wang family be the next Taiyi Immortal Sect? It seems that the theory of luck cannot be underestimated."

Zhou Ningshuang said to herself that the Four Seasons Sword Master is also a person of great luck. It is because of the Four Seasons Sword Master that the Taiyi Immortal Sect has its current status. Judging from various signs, the Wang family is likely to be the next Taiyi Immortal Sect. This favor is worth it. .

A quarter of an hour later, there was a loud thunder, the thunder clouds rolled violently, and a thick silver lightning struck a certain blue attic.

After a loud noise, the blue attic was torn apart, and a piece of silver lightning flooded the blue attic. Air waves were rolling, and countless tiny wood chips were flying everywhere.