Rise of Qinglian

Lan Fukong dared to make fun of small forces, but he definitely had no guts to make fun of Zhenhai Palace. This would not be good for him. Not to mention Lan Fukong, other monks did not dare to make fun of Zhenhai Palace.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, this demon-slaying conference is initiated by my master, Qing Xuzi. We welcome all monks to participate in the demon-slaying conference. The god-transforming monks who participate in the demon-slaying conference can get one million spiritual stones. After destroying the ghosts, If your contribution is great enough, you can share some soul-nurturing wood or mysterious soul crystals."

Zheng Yang explained enthusiastically.

Wang Qingshan nodded and continued to ask: "How to sign up? What procedures need to be completed?"

"There is no need to go through any formalities. If Fellow Daoist Wang wants to participate, just come with us when the time comes."

Zheng Yang said cheerfully that it would be a great thing if he could take this opportunity to make friends with the Wang family monks.

"Okay, I'm participating. I don't know the situation of Moyang Forest. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zheng has a map of Moyang Forest? I want to see it."

Wang Qingshan said politely.

"Of course there is. There are some areas where powerful sixth-level monsters appear, and few people set foot there, so there is only most of the map of Moyang Forest."

Zheng Yang introduced enthusiastically, took out a piece of green animal skin and handed it to Wang Qingshan.

The skin of the human shadow tree, Zhenhai Palace, is still very useful, but disciples from other sects would not be treated so well.

Other monks who transformed themselves into gods introduced the situation of Moyang Forest to Wang Qingshan. Lan Fukong had never been to Moyang Forest and could not intervene.

Lan Fukong participated in the Demon Extermination Conference just for one million spiritual stones. Many Void Refining monks led the team and also borrowed Buddhist treasures, so there must be no problem.

"By the way, you just mentioned Shuiyue An, is this a Buddhist sect?"

Wang Qingshan asked curiously. The Wang family monks mainly operate in the sea area and don't know much about the inland sects.

Lan Fukong responded first: "Shuiyue'an has been a sect for more than 100,000 years, and there are many masters. However, the main altar of Shuiyue'an is very far away from here. There is a branch in Lianxi Mountain 300 million miles away. Speaking of which, in my early years I have met Master Yuyin. The first time I met her, I felt that she had an extraordinary bearing and a faint Buddhist light. I had a hunch that Master Yuyin would definitely be able to advance to the integration stage."

Shuiyue'an does not participate in the struggle for hegemony. It mainly promotes Buddhism. In terms of overall strength, Shuiyue'an can be tied with the Lengyan Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, why do you like to brag so much, why can't you just stop for a while?"

Zheng Yang rolled his eyes and said angrily.

When Lan Fukong doesn't do serious business, he only knows how to brag about others.

Lan Fukong didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said righteously: "I never brag about others, I always tell the truth."

The monks were speechless for a while and ignored Lan Fukong.

A majestic male voice came from the top of the mountain: "The monks participating in the Demon Slayer Conference will gather at the square on the top of the mountain immediately and are ready to set off. The rest of the people are waiting to leave here as soon as possible."

"Come on, Fellow Daoist Wang, let's go up! We're about to set off."

Zheng Yang waved his hand and strode towards Shining. Wang Qingshan and others quickly followed.

When they reached the top of the mountain, a vast bluestone square appeared in front of them.

In the center of the square sits a circular platform more than 100 feet in size. Four men and one woman stand on the circular platform, and Ma Yunbiao is also inside.

The leader is a green-robed Taoist priest with a Chinese character face. He is tall and thin, with a goatee, and carries a peach wood sword. His Taoist robes are flying in the wind, and he has a somewhat immortal air.

Qing Xuzi, in the middle stage of refining Xu.

A red-robed Taoist priest with a red face and a fat head stood next to Qing Xuzi. The red-robed Taoist priest's belly was like a huge rubber ball, white and fat, giving people an approachable impression.

Master Liehuo is in the middle stage of Xu refining, and the remaining three are in the early stage of Xu refining.

Gu Wei/span\u003e "Hey, Xiaoyou Wang, you also want to participate in the Demon Slayer Conference?"

Ma Yunbiao saw Wang Qingshan at a glance and said with some surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Ma, is he your junior?"

A graceful young woman in a gold skirt asked curiously. The young woman in the gold skirt had a cherry mouth and a beautiful nose, green eyebrows and bright eyes.

Mrs. Jin Yan, in the early stage of refining the void.

"No, Wang Xiaoyou was born in Qinglian Island, and his uncle Taihao was born in Zhenhai Palace."

Ma Yunbiao explained.

"Tahao Zhenren! Zhenhai Palace!"

Qing Xuzi said in surprise and couldn't help but glance at Wang Qingshan.

"No matter what sect you are from, it is the responsibility of monks like us to slay demons. If you are willing to participate in the Demon Slayer Conference, it is a good thing. You will definitely be rewarded a lot."

A middle-aged Confucian scholar with a fair face said in a deep voice. The middle-aged man has regular facial features and a somewhat thin figure. He looks gentle and gentle.

Chen Wenzheng, in the early days of Lianxu, was born in Qixian Mountain. Qixian Mountain is a Confucian sect with a heritage of more than 80,000 years. Currently, there is one fusion monk. At its peak, there were four fusion monks. However, during the race war, the three fusion monks The monk fell.

Qing Xuzi nodded and asked the monks to line up and stand in order. For this operation, five Xuzhou refinement monks and fifty gods were dispatched. This was already a very powerful force.

The fifty god-transformation monks were divided into five teams, with ten people in each team. Wang Qingshan and Lan Fukong were in the same team. For the sake of Zhenhai Palace, Ma Yunbiao made Wang Qingshan the captain.

"Let's go and slay the demons."

Qingxuzi waved his sleeves, and a ray of green light flew out. It was a flying boat with shining blue light. It was a flying spiritual treasure. Qingxu Sect was just a small sect. How could it get a flying spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.

The monks flew to the azure flying boat one after another. With a pinch of Qing Xuzi's magic formula, the azure flying boat suddenly emitted a bright green light and turned into a long cyan rainbow, flying towards the Moyang Forest at an extremely fast speed.

More than an hour later, the green flying boat appeared above a dense black forest. The surrounding peaks and vegetation were all black, and there was not a single green plant at all.

With a pinch of Qing Xuzi's magic formula, the green flying boat slowly landed on the ground, and the monks walked off one after another.

Wang Qingshan keenly discovered that this place has certain restrictions on spiritual consciousness. According to Zheng Yang's explanation, the Xuanyin Vein has certain restrictions on spiritual consciousness, but the impact is not significant.

"In order to avoid alerting the enemy, we converge our mana and move towards the ghost's lair. When we reach our destination, we will act according to the plan. Zheng Yang, Wang Xiaoyou, and Ma Xiaoyou, you control the formation to trap the ghost within a radius of 100,000 miles to prevent the ghost from escaping. Others will follow. Let’s kill the ghosts together and destroy them in one fell swoop.”

Qing Xuzi ordered, with a stern tone.

Wang Qingshan and others agreed, with solemn expressions.

Lan Fukong's expression became nervous. He glanced at Qing Xuzi and the other five, feeling a little relieved.

The group of people divided into five teams and walked hand in hand towards the dense forest. After a while, they disappeared into the dense forest.

More than an hour later, they appeared on a steep peak. This was deep in the Moyang Forest. The mountain was filled with a large amount of black mist, which had certain limitations on consciousness and vision.

"Little friend Wang, go set up your formation! Act according to the plan."

Qing Xuzi ordered with a heavy tone.

Wang Qingshan responded, took Lan Fukong and the others away, flying towards the northwest. Provide you with the fastest update of Qinglian Peak, free reading starting from 2274.