Rise of Qinglian

Spring and autumn come, and ten years have passed quickly.

Qinglian Island, Qinglian Peak.

Wang Moshan stood high in the sky out of thin air, looking anxious.

The Xuanling Cave is about to open, and he needs to notify Wang Changsheng.

After a while, a gentle man's voice sounded: "Xuanlingdongtian, our Wang family can actually send people in. You have done a good job, come in and talk."

Wang Changsheng came out from the attic with a smile on his face.

He has been refining weapons all these years, but he didn't expect his clansmen to get five keys and a quota.

Wang Moshan flew down, landed in front of Wang Changsheng, and reported the situation to Wang Changsheng.

"Call them over, I have something to tell them."

Wang Changsheng ordered.

Wang Moshan responded, took out the communication disk, entered a formula, and said: "Yuanjiang, you all come to Qinglian Peak immediately, the ancestor wants to see you."

"Yes, Patriarch."

After a while, Wang Chuanming and the other five appeared in front of Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng talked about his experience in Xuanlingdongtian, concealing the things of Xuantian.

"I remember that there is a map I drew in the family warehouse. You should bring it for treasure hunting, and it should be useful."

Wang Changsheng exhorted.

"Going back to our ancestors, we have checked the map you drew."

Wang Yuanjiang answered honestly.

"Go back and have a good rest, leave tomorrow, Chuan Ming will stay."

Wang Changsheng ordered.

Except for Wang Chuanming, all five of Wang Moshan withdrew.

Wang Chuanming looked nervous and lowered his head.

"Jiuguang Shenmu is very rare, but this kind of thing is not an example. I don't want to have a second time. How can you not get your shoes wet when you often stand by the river, understand?"

Wang Changsheng said with a straight face, if he kicked the iron plate, it would be troublesome.

The Fu family was greedy for treasures and killed five members of Wang Yongyue. When the Dongchuang incident happened, they were directly exterminated. It was said that the family was exterminated. There are still many children of the Fu family who are still alive and scattered in different places.

"Grandson understands, and follows the teachings of the ancestors."

Wang Chuanming nodded with a submissive expression.

Wang Changsheng took out a shining horn from his arms, which was the Zhenling Horn.

"I will lend you this treasure for the time being. It can make the enemy temporarily lose their mana. It is definitely a great killer when used in conjunction with the God-Suppressing Roar. I hope you can return safely."

Wang Changsheng handed the Zhenling Horn to Wang Chuanming, and wiped his own mark face to face.

If Wang Chuanming and the others were not going to enter Xuanling Cave, Wang Changsheng would not have lent this treasure to Wang Chuanming.

With this treasure in hand, the survival rate of the five Wang Chuanming will be higher. The reason for giving it to Wang Chuanming is mainly because he performed well in destroying the Fu family.

He is responsible for the accident, and everyone will share the credit.

Wang Chuanming is ruthless, courageous and resourceful, but sometimes he is a bit extreme.

Wang Changsheng has already entered the fusion stage, as long as Wang Chuanming doesn't provoke too powerful enemies, then there is no problem.

"Thank you, ancestor, for the gift!"

With an excited expression, Wang Chuanming took the Zhenling horn with both hands.

"This treasure has been with me for many years. I lent you this treasure to improve your survival rate. Don't rely on this treasure to start killing in the Xuanling Cave. You must know that there are mountains beyond the mountains. There are people outside."

Wang Changsheng urged earnestly.

Wang Chuanming repeatedly claimed yes and agreed.

"Okay, you go back! The family will always be your backing, but don't cause any trouble for the family."

Wang Changsheng patted Wang Chuanming on the shoulder and made him back away.

When Wang Chuanming returned to his residence, he saw Xin Yuyuan standing at the door, looking around.

"Why are you back? Chuan Yun!"

Wang Chuanming asked curiously.

"Husband has something to do and can't leave, let me send this soul-killing needle back, I hope brother Chuanming won't need it."

Xin Yuyuan took out a cyan jade box and handed it to Wang Chuanming.

Knowing that Wang Chuanming was selected and able to enter the Xuanling Cave to hunt for treasures, Wang Chuanyun went around looking for treasures,

The soul-killing needle and the soul-killing arrow have the same effect. They are designed to injure the soul, and they are both disposable items. The difference is that the power of the soul-killing needle is much smaller, and it can be regarded as a sharp weapon.

"Soul Killing Needle!"

Wang Chuanming opened the jade box, and a flying needle as black as ink came into view, sending out a strong wave of soul power.

"Chuan Yun has a heart."

Wang Chuanming nodded.

"We are not strong enough to be of much help, and there is no problem collecting materials."

Xin Yuyuan said with a smile.

"I see, go back and get busy! I still have things to do."

Wang Chuanming wanted to sacrifice the town spirit horn, so he didn't have time to chat.

Xin Yuyuan nodded, turned into a ray of light and left.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as it got dark, Wang Chuanming and five people came to Qinglian Peak. Wang Moshan, Wang Yimiao and more than a dozen other tribesmen had already arrived.

Wang Changsheng didn't talk nonsense, he sacrificed the green luan boat, and walked up, Wang Chuanming and others hurriedly followed.

"Walk!"

Wang Changsheng uttered a soft drink, and the blue luan boat suddenly lit up with a dazzling blue light, flew towards the sky, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Xuanguang City, one of the border towns where the human race defends against alien races.

In Xuanguang Hall, Zhenjun Jinding was talking to Li Yuqing.

"Fairy Li came so early, I thought you would arrive later."

Jinding Zhenjun said with a smile.

"It's a long way, so get on the road early. By the way, fellow Jin Daoist, have there been any changes recently between the Jinghuo clan and the Yasha clan?"

Li Yuqing asked, every time the Xuanling Cave was opened, the Jinghuo clan and the Yasha clan would also send people in, and they also got some keys.

"There is no change, maybe the Xuanling Cave has not been opened yet! When it is opened, they will appear near Xuanguang City."

Jinding Zhenjun explained.

"It's best not to show up. The Xuanling Cave Heaven was left to us by the Xuanling Tianzun. If the Jinghuo and Yasha tribes dare to send people in, they will kill each one they encounter."

A somewhat hoarse male voice sounded.

As soon as the words fell, a tall red-robed old man strode in. The red-robed old man had a long beard, and his eyes were not angry and prestige.

Nan Gongxuan, in the middle stage of fusion, was born in the Nine Flames Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, why are you leading the team this time! Long time no see."

Jinding Zhenjun greeted with a smile.

"Long time no see. Not long after I came back from traveling, I was sent this errand by the head."

Nangong Yu explained, his eyes swept away, and he asked in doubt: "The others haven't arrived yet?"

He turned his head to look outside and said, "They're here."

Half a quarter of an hour later, three escaping lights flew in, they were Lin Youxin, Song Yunlong and Wang Changsheng.

This time, Zhenhai Palace sent sixty monks who turned into gods. The Wang family had five places, and the Song family also had five places. However, the Song family only had three keys, so they could only send three monks who turned into gods. Zhenhai Palace sent fifty-two monks. Transformation monk.

"Fairy Lin, this time you are leading the team."

Jinding Zhenjun nodded with a smile, his eyes fell on Wang Changsheng.

More than 6,000 years ago, Wang Changsheng was only in the stage of transforming gods. After more than 6,000 years, Wang Changsheng has entered the stage of integration. This cultivation speed is faster than that of the monks with the root of heaven, and there is a gap compared with the spiritual body.