Rise of Qinglian

"Sir, Feng Yao seems a little uneasy about us."

Wang Ruyan frowned and said, they are located in the hinterland of a foreign race. Once their true identity is recognized, they will be in big trouble.

"It's normal to be uneasy. After all, we didn't know each other before. As long as he doesn't recognize our identities, let him do whatever he wants. The top priority now is to practice "Taixu God Training Technique" to improve our spiritual consciousness and master it. Secret technique.”

Wang Changsheng said nonchalantly that their cultivation level was too low. In the short term, their cultivation level could not be improved, but they could improve their spiritual consciousness and master the secret techniques of spiritual consciousness.

Taixu Forging God Art comes with several secret techniques, but the caster's spiritual consciousness is strong enough to cast it. The stronger the caster's spiritual consciousness, the deeper the magic power, and the greater the power of the secret technique.

Wang Ruyan nodded, she remembered something, and said: "There are many human monks on the island. Except for Feng Feng, the other human monks are not very high in cultivation. Most of them are in the foundation building stage. It seems that they have been enslaved by Feng Yao for many years." ”

The aliens often rob human monks and bring them back to their lairs for slavery. The humans are better at planting elixirs, refining weapons, setting up formations, etc. In addition, some aliens feed on the humans and serve as panaceas.

Wang Ruyan did not expect to meet an enslaved human monk here. **Feng was in the late Nascent Soul stage and his cultivation level was not low, while most of the human races on the island were in the foundation building stage.

"I guess **Feng has some special abilities! **Feng's complexion is better than that of many monks. He is obviously the one who gives orders. He might be Taoist Jinfeng or his like. Let alone him, we finally found a place to stay. Let’s go into seclusion and practice the Taixu Divine Forging Technique first.”

After Wang Changsheng said this, he walked towards the green attic not far away.

The attic is divided into three floors and is elegantly decorated with some antique furniture and murals, as well as several emerald green potted plants.

There are three practice rooms in the attic. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan each walked into one of the practice rooms.

The practice room is not big, only about a hundred feet in size, and there is a green futon on the ground.

Wang Changsheng's consciousness was wide open and he carefully observed everything in the stone room. After confirming that there was no problem, he sat down on the futon.

He set up a defensive formation to be prepared.

Wang Changsheng took out a light blue jade slip and his eyes became fiery.

He put the jade slip between his eyebrows and realized that the more powerful the technique, the more difficult it is to practice, and this Taixu Divine Training Technique is no exception.

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In a courtyard where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, a beautiful girl is sitting in a stone pavilion. The girl has a beautiful nose and cherry lips, looking forward to her appearance. She is wearing a blue skirt with several lifelike butterflies embroidered on it.

She was holding a thick classic in her hands, her brows were furrowed and her face was full of sorrow, and she looked outside from time to time.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and the girl in the blue dress tightened her expression.

**Feng walked in, he said with a smile: "Yu Lin, Senior Feng is back, but he is injured, so he probably won't ask you to come over."

After hearing this, the girl in the blue dress breathed a sigh of relief, and her anxious heart was finally relieved.

"It's all my fault that dad is useless. It makes you worry all day long. Don't worry, even if you risk your life, dad will never let you be like your mother..."

At the end of the sentence, Yao Feng clenched his fists and his face was full of grief and anger.

As a man, the Taoist couple climbed into other men's beds, and Feng Feng had to do things for him, and his daughter had to serve him at all times. Feng Feng felt very useless. If he fought to the death, he was no match for him.

"Dad, I don't blame you. If it weren't for me, Mom wouldn't do that. I know that you and Mom are doing it for me. Promise me, no matter what, you will live well."

When Jiang Yulin finished speaking, her beautiful eyes were full of determination.

**Feng let out a long sigh and said nothing more.

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In the northeastern corner of the island, there is a valley extending in all directions. In the valley, there is a huge manor covering an area of ​​1,000 acres.

Pavilions and palaces, winding walls, towering ancient trees, and waterfalls form a scene of a paradise.

Feng Yao stood at the door of a three-story cyan attic. The plaque read three golden characters "Xuan Ying Pavilion". The door was closed tightly, and a light cyan light curtain covered the entire cyan attic.

He took out a round cyan token, injected it with mana, and with a flash of cyan light, a ray of cyan light flew out and disappeared into the cyan light curtain.

The cyan light curtain made ripples like water ripples and suddenly disappeared.

The door of Xuanying Pavilion suddenly opened, and Feng Yao walked in.

The attic was elegantly furnished. When Feng Yao walked into the basement, he was blocked by a circular stone door about ten feet high. There was a black eagle pattern and a circular groove on the stone door.

He put the circular token into the groove and injected mana. The black eagle pattern suddenly lit up, its wings flapped continuously, and the stone door opened, revealing a stone chamber over a hundred feet in size.

Bright and mysterious runes were engraved on the stone wall, emitting a strong forbidden wave. In the center of the stone chamber was a magic circle of more than fifty feet, which was covered by a thick cyan light curtain.

A slender middle-aged beautiful woman is sitting on the magic circle. The middle-aged beautiful woman has a pink face and rosy cheeks, a pair of smart almond eyes that are a bit misty, willow-leaf eyebrows, and small red lips. Judging from the fluctuations in her magic power, she is A late Yuanying monk.

"Liu Ru, has the Seven-Star Insect advanced to the fifth level?"

Feng Yao asked in a deep voice, his face full of expectation.

"Where are my husband and daughter! How are they doing?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman asked.

Feng Yao snorted softly, took out a light blue dharma plate, and typed in a dharma formula. Soon, Feng Feng's voice suddenly sounded: "Master Feng, what are your orders?"

"Is your daughter with you? Let her tell me."

Feng Yao opened his mouth and gave instructions.

"Master Feng, what are your orders?"

A somewhat nervous female voice came from the Dharma Pan.

"It's nothing. I heard that you have entered the Dan Formation stage. Practice well. I will visit you another day."

Feng Yao put away the interrogation tray and said coldly: "They are still alive. Are you satisfied now?"

Liu Ru breathed a sigh of relief, shook her right hand, and a golden light flew out. It was a golden beetle about ten feet big, with four wings on its back, fangs exposed, seven silver spots on its abdomen, and a circle of lines on its tail. Judging from its aura, it was clearly a fifth-level spiritual insect.

"It has just advanced to the fifth level not long ago. It will take some time to form a combat capability."

Liu Ru said slowly, with mixed feelings in her heart. Feng Yao threatened her with her husband and daughter and asked her to cultivate spiritual insects.

"Okay, I know I saw you right, but it has advanced to the fifth level. Can you control it?"

Feng Yao's eyes were full of joy and he asked.

"I have the God-Controlling Card, which I have raised since childhood. It will not bite its master in the short term."

Liu Ru said truthfully.

"That's good. You can cultivate it well. It will be of great use to me in the future. Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise. As long as I get something like that, I can let you and your family go."

Feng Yao's tone was full of temptation.

Liu Ru nodded and said nothing.

Feng Yao turned around and left, closing the door.

"Hmph, idiot, when you wait for that thing, you will die. It's a pity that you and your wife are only in the Nascent Soul stage. The taste of the monks is better."

When Feng Yao finished speaking, he licked his lips and his eyes became hot.

In order to take advantage of Feng Feng and Liu Ru, Feng Yao placed them separately so that they would care about each other and not run around.