Rise of Qinglian

Wei State, Wangjiapu.

In a quiet courtyard, Wang Qingqing and Wang Changyue were drinking tea and chatting. There were two plates of snacks and a pot of spiritual tea on the table.

Wang Changhuan is practicing in seclusion and has not yet left seclusion.

"Heavenly Soldiers Conference! This is good news. Have you told the Dai family leader?"

Wang Qingqing nodded and said: "As I said, the acting head of the family will send someone to collect a batch of materials and transport them to Bailong Valley for sale. Auntie, do you want to participate in this Heavenly Soldiers Conference?"

Wang Changyue is a little excited. There will definitely be a lot of good things in the large-scale auction. There will definitely be a lot of immortal cultivators participating in the auction, and they may be able to make friends with the formation masters.

"It's okay anyway, I'll go with you! Qingzhi will be watching over the city for the time being."

Wang Qingqi is also practicing in seclusion. Fortunately, there is Wang Qingzhi, so there should be no problem in letting him look after the house.

At this moment, a transmission note flew in and landed in front of Wang Changyue.

Wang Changyue crushed the telegraph, and Wang Qingkai's voice suddenly sounded: "Aunt, Uncle Mingren is back. If you are free, come to the meeting hall."

"Uncle Akihito is back? Come on, Qingqing, let's go to the meeting hall."

Not long after, Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing arrived at the meeting hall, and Wang Qingkai accompanied Wang Mingren to talk.

Wang Mingren followed his elders back to the sect. When passing through the Kingdom of Wei, he came back to take a look and handed over the batch of classics to Wang Qingkai.

Wang Changyue and Wang Qingqing were stunned when they learned that Wang Mingren had brought back a large number of classics.

"Chang Yue, there are several classics on formation formation here that you should be able to use. There are also many techniques, and there are also classics on refining weapons and making talismans."

Wang Changyue was ecstatic and said: "Uncle Mingren, these books you sent back are simply priceless treasures!"

"In addition to the classics, Uncle Mingren also brought back a batch of specialties from the South China Sea, worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones. Taking advantage of the Heavenly Soldiers Conference, they will definitely sell for a high price."

Wang Qingkai said excitedly. He suddenly remembered something, and then said: "I have made preliminary calculations. According to the clan's regulations, the family will reward Uncle Mingren with fifty-three thousand spiritual stones. Auntie, look... ·”

Most of these rewards are classics, and a small part are goods brought back by Wang Mingren, including monster materials and magic weapons.

Wang Qingkai was just the acting head of the family, and the amount involved was too large. He had to ask Wang Changyue.

The Wang family only earns a few thousand spiritual stones a year. More than 50,000 spiritual stones are the Wang family's income for more than ten years. This is not a small amount.

Wang Changyue smiled brightly and said: "Let's round up the number! Sixty thousand spiritual stones. The goods brought back by Uncle Mingren are all rare goods. They will definitely be able to sell a large amount of spiritual stones. Just ask Qingyuan to record them in detail."

Wang Qingyuan manages the family's finances. Every time a family transaction is made, he must register it and submit it to the head of the family for review.

Wang Mingren specially brought back so many good things for his family, so it would not be too much to give him some more spiritual stones.

If a family wants to develop and grow, a reasonable reward and punishment system is essential. It is simply unrealistic to expect the selfless dedication of all clan members.

"Uncle Akihito, you finally come back and stay a few more days!"

Wang Mingren shook his head and said: "I have to rush back to the sect to resume my life. I can't stay too long. I have to leave tomorrow."

Wang Qingqing smiled sweetly and asked: "Uncle Mingren, are you a second-level weapon refiner now?"

Wang Mingren learned weapon refining from Wang Changsheng when he was young. After so many years, he may have become a second-level weapon refining master.

"I am now a second-level middle-grade weapon refiner and can refine middle-grade magic weapons."

Wang Mingren didn't hide anything and told the truth. If he hadn't learned to refine weapons, he might have been promoted to the fifth level of foundation building.

"Great, Uncle Akihito, the Heavenly Weapon Sect will hold a Heavenly Weapon Conference in a few months. There will be a weapon refining competition. I plan to participate, but my weapon refining level is not high enough. Can you give me some advice?"

Wang Qingqing's beautiful eyes were full of expectation.

Wang Mingren did not refuse and agreed.

"Uncle Mingren, the second sister's daughter has also joined the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Her name is Su Bingbing, and she has a supernatural ice spirit root. If conditions permit, I hope you can help her. The second sister has such a daughter."

"Ice attribute spiritual root? Su Bingbing, I understand."

After chatting for a while, Wang Mingren went back to rest.

Accompanied by Ye Li, he paid homage to Wang Yaolong and chatted with Ye Li.

Ye Li is old and her life is running out. Wang Mingren naturally wants to spend more time with Ye Li.

After dinner, Wang Qingqing came to Wang Mingren's residence and asked him for advice on the art of refining weapons. Wang Mingren did not hide anything. Due to time constraints, he could not answer Wang Qingqing's questions one by one, so he wrote them down on a jade slip. I left my weapon refining experience to Wang Qingqing for review.

Early on the next morning, Wang Changyue, Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingzhi saw Wang Mingren off.

"After a long journey, I must say goodbye. You don't have to see me off. If I have time, I will come back and take a look. Mother, please take care of me."

After Wang Mingren said this, he took out his flying magic weapon and flew towards the distance.

After Wang Mingren left, Wang Changyue and the other three cultivated and farmed.

Taiyi Mountains, Taiyuanfang City.

In a secret room, Wang Changfeng was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his body covered with a red light mask, and there were a large number of red light spots floating in the room.

As he swallowed and exhaled, red light spots rushed toward his nose.

Half a quarter of an hour later, all the red light spots in the room poured into his mouth and nose and disappeared.

The red light shield on Wang Changfeng's body dissipated and he opened his eyes, filled with joy.

"I have finally reached the fifth level of foundation building. I don't know what level my ninth brother has reached. With his cultivation speed, he must be at least the eighth level of foundation building!"

Wang Changfeng said to himself.

It took him more than ten years to go from the fourth level of foundation building to the fifth level of foundation building. This cultivation speed was not fast.

Taiyuanfang City is rich in resources for cultivating immortals, but his qualifications are not very good. He only practices Xuanpin Kung Fu and can only reach the ninth level of foundation building. The resources for cultivating immortals he has obtained are not particularly large, which is doomed to his cultivation speed. Not too soon.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Wang Mingjiang also walked out of the room.

Wang Mingjiang was still at the third level of foundation building, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

His spiritual consciousness had not grown to a certain level. Every time he practiced the "Kui Shui Sutra", it was very painful and he would explode and die at any time. He did not dare to practice at all.

Feeling that Wang Changfeng's aura became stronger, Wang Mingjiang forced a smile on his face and said: "Changfeng, your boy has been promoted to the fifth level of foundation building. Congratulations! By the way, how many spiritual stones do you still have on your body?" In three months, Fangshi will hold a large-scale auction, and it is said that many treasures will be auctioned."

Wang Changfeng thought for a moment and said, "There are still more than two thousand spiritual stones. Uncle Twenty-one, if you need them urgently, take them first."

Zhao Wuji and the three of them are practicing in seclusion one after another. In the short term, they will not go into the mountains to hunt monsters, but Wang Changfeng can refine medium-grade magic weapons to earn spiritual stones.

Wang Mingjiang smiled slightly and said: "Two thousand should be enough. When I earn the spirit stone, I will pay it back to you immediately."

"They are all family members, as they should be."

Wang Changfeng took out two thousand spiritual stones and handed them to Wang Mingjiang.