Rise of Qinglian

The Jinjie tribe and the Wu tribe are in a hostile relationship. Over the years, the Jinjie monks are familiar with the spells of the Wu tribe. The spells are not too difficult, and the Jinjie monks have a way to solve them.

Wang Ruyi's consciousness swept away, Liu Mei frowned, looked at Jin Xian, and said, "Fellow Daoist Jin, please help me, I will definitely thank you very much."

"Madame Long's words are off the mark. Without you, the old man and Fellow Daoist Shi would have been killed long ago. We Jinjia clan will do our best to help."

Jin Xian said solemnly, took the purple jade slip, swept away his consciousness, and frowned.

He contacted the tribe and sent them to collect the materials on the list.

Nine Flames Flowers can only grow in volcanoes, and Nine Flames Flowers cannot be cultivated in ordinary environments.

Before it was time for a cup of tea, Jin Xian received a reward from his tribe.

"Mrs. Wang, there is no 30,000-year-old Nine Flames Flower in our clan's treasury. I'll send someone to look for it elsewhere. Don't worry, your friends' affairs are our Jinjie clan's affairs."

Jin Xian looked serious.

"I know there is a place where there may be 30,000-year-old Nine Flames Flowers, but it's very dangerous there."

The young woman in the purple skirt showed embarrassment.

"Madam Shi, tell me quickly, as long as I can save my husband, I will go to any dangerous place."

Wang Ruyi asked quickly, her face full of anticipation.

"Jinyan Ruins, there is an ancient battlefield, there are many restrictions left, and there are many volcanoes.

The young woman in the purple skirt said slowly.

"Give me the map of Jinyan Ruins, and I'll go find Jiuyanhua right away."

Wang Ruyi said seriously.

"Madam Shi, you stay here to take care of Fellow Daoist Long. Madam Long and I are going to find Jiuyanhua. No matter how much we pay, we must undo the spell."

Jin Xian ordered.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, don't worry, if it wasn't for Fellow Daoist Long and Mrs. Long, Grandpa Xuan would have died, and I will take good care of them. Be careful."

The young woman in the purple skirt took out a piece of blue animal skin, handed it to Wang Ruyi, and said, "This is the road map I used to explore the Jinyan Ruins in the early years. The gold mark represents prohibition, the red mark represents powerful monsters, and the blue mark represents elixir. can help you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Shi, I gave you this middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao to save my husband. I am a seventh-level craftsman. As long as I have materials, the middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao and the seven-level High-level puppet beasts can be refined."

Wang Ruyi thanked her, took out a red machete and handed it to the young woman in purple skirt.

She is showing her own value, and she will not pin her hopes on the benevolence and righteousness of the Jinjia people. When dealing with people, the benefits are the most real.

The Jinjia people are good at raising spirit beasts, but not good at refining weapons.

She can refine the middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao, but she has not been able to refine the seventh-level puppet beast.

The young woman in the purple dress declined, but Wang Ruyi insisted again and again, so she accepted it.

Wang Ruyi and Jin Xian left, and the young woman in the purple skirt stayed to take care of Long Qingfeng.

…

Tianyang Sand Sea is a huge desert with yellow sand all over the sky and gusts of wind.

To the southwest of Tianyang Sand Sea, there is an endless blue sea.

A huge island, looking down from a high altitude, the island looks like a manatee crawling on the ground. There are many buildings of different sizes on the island, and some monks can be seen walking around.

In a manor covering an area of ​​100 mu, Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi sat in a stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting. After they left Canghai, they came to Manatee Island with two cultivators who transformed themselves into gods.

Manatee Island is not very far from Tianyang Sand Sea. Tianyang Sand Sea also has human races, but their strength is not strong. Master Miao De of Tianfo Sect has entered the Mahayana stage, and the strength of the human race has expanded a lot. Manatee Island is in this situation. Established.

Tianfozong stationed a fit monk Yu Chanzi on Manatee Island. Yu Chanzi is the second disciple of Master Miaode. Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi visited this person and wanted to meet Master Miaode.

Knowing that they are the children of the Wang family on Qinglian Island, Yuchanzi told them that Wang Changsheng had advanced into the Mahayana, and at the same time told them that Master Miaode was in seclusion.

then see them.

Master Miaode's whereabouts are the top secret of Tianfozong, and it is impossible to tell outsiders casually.

Knowing that Wang Changsheng had advanced into Mahayana, Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi were pleasantly surprised.

Jin Yuyan separated from them and went to look for materials to overcome the catastrophe, otherwise it would be very difficult to survive the fifth catastrophe.

"If we want to return to the Xuanling Continent, we must either cross the sea or wait for the Ye Family's Ice Lion to pass by. I plan to retreat for a while."

Wang Mengbin said.

He is already in the late stage of fusion, and he is only one step away from Dzogchen.

According to Yu Chanzi, it is very difficult to cross the sea area. When Master Miao De took them across the sea area, they almost died in the mouth of the eighth-level monster. Fortunately, they met the Ice Lion of the Ye family.

He didn't want to cross the sea, and planned to retreat and cultivate, waiting for the arrival of the Ice Lion.

Bai Yuqi nodded and said, "Husband, retreat with peace of mind! I will pay attention to the situation of the Ice Lion."

"Perhaps when we return to Xuanling Continent, our ancestors and Qingshan ancestors have already advanced to Mahayana."

Wang Mengbin said with a smile, showing longing.

The ancestor he said refers to Wang Ruyan, Wang Ruyan has long been in the late stage of the fusion, so many years have passed, it is not surprising to hit the Mahayana stage, Wang Qingshan has the Tanyuan fruit in his hand, if there is no accident, he must have entered the late stage of the fusion. Well, it is already a perfect fit.

"I hope so. With the credit we have made, it shouldn't be a big problem to ask the ancestors to help us get the spiritual objects that assist in the Mahayana stage."

Bai Yuqi said with a smile.

They brought back Tanyuan fruit before, and now they got a page of Tianxu jade book, which is a great contribution.

Wang Mengbin nodded, chatted for a while, Wang Mengbin got up and walked into a secret room, sat down cross-legged, and practiced.

A silver glow emerged from his body surface, countless silver arcs danced, and he closed his eyes. Sky Demon Realm, Sky Eagle Continent.

The Xuandiao Mountain Range stretches for tens of thousands of miles, and the aura here is weak, so few high-ranking monks stay here.

A cyan long rainbow appeared in the distant sky. Not long after, the cyan long rainbow flew into the mountains and stopped over a valley extending in all directions. There was a cave as large as Zhang Xu in the valley.

The light faded away, revealing a flickering flying boat with Wang Qingshan and Wang Lei standing on it.

He has been looking for a suitable place to retreat to the Mahayana period. Before that, he had spent more than a thousand years polishing his mana.

"Here it is!"

Wang Qingshan ordered.

Wang Lei took out the formation flag and set up the formation, and punched a spell into the formation. A large amount of white mist gushed out from the ground, covering the entire valley.

With Wang Qingshan's tactic, the cyan flying boat flew into the valley and was submerged in the white mist.

"You protect me outside, don't let people interfere with my pursuit of Mahayana."

Wang Qingshan ordered to release the stone man and let him cooperate with Wang Lei to protect him.

He walked into the cave, which was a bit dark and damp. It didn't take long before he appeared in a cave that was as large as an acre.

Wang Qingshan took out a blue futon, sat down cross-legged, and meditated to adjust his breath.

An hour later, his condition was adjusted to the best, and he practiced.

There was a clear sword cry, and blue sword shadows emerged out of thin air, flying around him non-stop.