Rise of Qinglian

They have all practiced Taoism for many years, and they can naturally see that the blue flame surrounding the giant sword is extraordinary, and even the defensive Tongtian spirit treasure cannot stop it.

"Ruihu, let him go immediately, quickly."

Zhao Ruilong urged that he had broken his arm and could give the Liu family an explanation. If the stalemate continued, the Zhao family would definitely suffer.

He has known Lan Kexin for many years and knows about Lan Kexin's magical powers. Lan Kexin can rank in the top three among them. She is no match for her, let alone the others.

Zhao Ruihu took a deep breath and flew back to Turtle Island.

Lan Kexin stopped bleeding, her face turned pale, and her eyes were filled with fear. If the other party had tried to kill her just now, she would have been dead.

She arrived late and didn't know that Wang Qingshan's natal magic weapon was nine flying swords at the level of spiritual treasures.

When the other cultivators saw Zhao Ruilong speaking, they naturally stopped taking action. After all, they all cherished their lives. Zhao Ruilong and Lan Kexin had learned from their mistakes, and they did not want to follow in their footsteps.

Not long after, Zhao Ruihu flew out with a bloodstained man in blue shirt. The man in blue shirt was Yan Ruofeng, with a weak breath.

After he was captured by Zhao Ruihu, he was severely tortured. Zhao Ruihu also searched his soul to see if Yan Ruofeng knew the secrets of the Wang family.

"Ruofeng, are you okay?"

Wang Qingfeng asked nervously, his face darkening.

Yan Ruofeng is the son-in-law of the Wang family. Beating Yan Ruofeng like this is a slap in the face of the Wang family.

"It's unjustifiable to beat my niece and grandson-in-law like this without giving him a compensation, ten million spiritual stones."

Wang Qingshan said in a tone that left no room for doubt.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you going too far! Are you still being unreasonable? The Yan family injured and killed the Zhao family monk first. You come to ask for him. It's already good to let him go."

Zhao Ruihu frowned and said, "It's okay to let him go, but he will also be compensated. The Zhao family will be embarrassed."

"That's right, be reasonable in everything. Fellow Daoist Wang, don't go too far. Just stop in moderation."

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Wang's magical power is not small. You are not invincible, so don't bully others too much."

The other cultivators of the Spiritual Transformation all agreed that it would be fine if they kept silent.

"Be reasonable? My Feijian is the reason. Why can't you be reasonable when you take away my grand-niece and torture him? Be reasonable with me. Ask my Feijian before you tell me."

Wang Qingshan retorted unceremoniously. The sky-high giant sword emitted a harsh sword sound, and the sword's light increased sharply. It looked like it would take someone's life if they disagreed.

The turtle emerged from the sea and let out a series of deep roars. The blue thunderclouds in the sky rolled violently, and thick blue lightning pierced the sky.

"A fifth-level high-grade spiritual beast!"

Zhao Ruilong's face became ugly. Wang Qingshan would be very difficult to deal with, and with a fifth-level high-grade spiritual beast, they were no match.

The Zhao family has been collecting information about the Wang family over the years, and naturally knows that the Wang family has a fifth-level spirit turtle with great supernatural powers and good understanding of human nature, and it can fight off a wave of beasts on its own.

Zhao Ruilong took a deep breath and said: "Ten million is too much, three million at most."

He couldn't let Wang Qingshan lead the way, he also wanted to save face. If Wang Qingshan said anything, he would agree to it, would he be able to hold his head high in the future?

"Eight million."

Wang Qingshan bargained and said that he didn't really want 10 million spiritual stones in the first place. Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, let alone monks who have been cultivating gods for thousands of years.

Wang Qingfeng did not speak, he was not interested in taking care of things.

"Up to five million! No more."

Zhao Ruilong's voice was heavy. He didn't care about this spiritual stone, but his face.

Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment and agreed.

Zhao Ruilong took out a cyan storage ring, threw it to Wang Qingshan, and said: "The contents inside are worth five million spiritual stones."

Wang Qingshan took the storage ring, swept his consciousness, nodded, and pinched the sword skills, and the sky-high sword turned into nine shining blue flying swords and a ball of blue flames.

The nine green glass swords flew back into the sword box and disappeared, and the green flames disappeared into his sleeves.

"A complete set of Tongtian Lingbao! There are nine of them!"

Lan Kexin's face became quite ugly. Over the years, she had become famous in this sea area with her four flying swords of the Sky Spiritual Treasure level and fifth-level spiritual flames. This was the reason why she dared to stop Zhao Ruilong just now.

If she had known that Wang Qingshan had nine flying swords that were at the level of spiritual treasures, she would never have gone head-to-head with Wang Qingshan.

A low-grade Tongtian Lingbao is worth tens of millions of spirit stones, and nine Tongtian Lingbao level flying swords are worth more than 100 million spirit stones. Of course, if the Lingbao is promoted to Tongtian Lingbao, it will naturally not use so many spirit stones.

As we all know, the greater the number of Tongtian Lingbao, the higher the difficulty of refining. Lan Kexin spent a lot of effort before asking the fifth-level weapon refiner of the Liu family to help refine a set of flying swords. She became famous with the flying sword refined from Nian Xuanyu.

The expressions of the other monks who transformed themselves into spirits varied, either envious or fearful.

"Before you touch my Wang family next time, ask yourself if you can block my flying sword. Whether it's a sparring match between juniors or a life and death fight, I won't care. No matter how miserable my peers lose, I won't interfere. But the older generation should not take action in the affairs of the younger generation. It is not a good thing to bully the younger generation. There is no harmony if there are no rules. It is good for everyone to follow the rules."

After Wang Qingshan said this, he flew down on Lingui's back, followed closely by Wang Qingfeng.

Lingui turned around, headed towards the path it came from, and disappeared into the vast sea.

"Let's go! Go back! I've done my best on this matter."

Zhao Ruilong sighed and returned to Turtle Island to heal his injuries. The other monks who transformed themselves into gods went back to their homes.

This incident spread quickly, and the reputation of Qinglian Sword Master also spread.

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Qingli Sea Area, a certain sea area.

A gleaming green dragon boat is floating in the sky. The dragon boat is a thousand feet long and four hundred feet wide. There is a thirty-six-story blue attic on top. There is a pattern of nine giant lions on the sail, which is shining with light.

Thousands of immortal cultivators stood on the deck, including Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi, who looked excited.

The Han family did not embarrass them, allowed them to leave, and also gave them an extra amount of resources for cultivating immortals.

This inter-spiritual treasure ship belongs to the Ye family of Bingpo Valley. The Ye family is one of the few true spirit families in the Xuanyang world. The ancestor Bingpo Fairy relied on her great magical power to kill many foreign Mahayana warriors with one against seven, and her name was Dongxuan. Yang Jie is the most famous human monk in the Xuanyang world in the past hundred thousand years.

The Ye family's home base is in the Northern Icefield, which is covered with ice and snow all year round. There are many powerful alien races. The Ice Soul Fairy became famous in one battle, and the Ye family also established a family in the Northern Icefield.

The Ye family went to the Qingli Sea Area to do business, and almost all the goods they brought were sold. They sold ship tickets and were preparing to go to Xuanling Continent. Wang Mengbin spent three million spirit stones to buy two ship tickets and took the cross-spiritual ship. With the treasure ship, they can reach Xuanling Continent.

The straight-line distance between Qingli Sea Area and Xuanling Continent is more than ten trillion miles. Qinglian Island is in the northwest corner of Xuanling Continent, which is farther away. However, they have already inquired about it. The Ice Lion will dock in Xueyanfang City. Qinglian Island Liandao is not very far from Xueyanfang City.

"Take your tickets and hand them in when you get off the ship. You can go back to your room according to your room number and rest! You can only move below the fifth floor. If you break into the fifth floor or above, don't blame us for being rude."

A middle-aged man with a gentle appearance said in a deep voice.

Wang Mengbin and others agreed in unison and went back to their rooms to rest.

A quarter of an hour later, the Ice Lion lit up with a burst of dazzling white light, flew high into the sky, and disappeared into the sky not long after.