Rise of Qinglian

In the Taiyi Mountains, on a vast grassland, five men and two women gathered together. A giant blue bowl was suspended above their heads, and a large blue glow enveloped them. Wang Mingren and Su Bingbing were also inside. Surrounding them were more than three hundred red demon wolves. The Wolf King was a second-level high-grade demon beast, most of which were first-level demon wolves. There were less than thirty second-level demon wolves.

Under the leadership of the Wolf King, the red demon wolves spit out red fireballs one after another, hitting the blue glow.

Wang Mingren made a seal with one hand, and red spiritual patterns appeared on his face. A large amount of red mist suddenly appeared in the void above the giant blue bowl, emitting a burst of blazing high temperature.

The red mist became thicker and thicker, and within three breaths, it condensed into a huge fire cloud with a radius of thirty feet, emitting a terrifying blazing energy.

"Boom!"

The huge fire cloud rolled and turned into a huge red fire dragon, more than thirty feet long, with a pair of crystal clear dragon horns on its head. Its body was wrapped in a layer of red flames, and its eyes seemed to be burning with two red flames. .

"Roar!"

The red fire dragon let out a roar and rushed towards the red demon wolf with its fangs and claws.

On the other side, Su Bingbing held out a blue jade ruler. With a slight shake, countless white cold air appeared out of thin air and turned into a huge white lotus, exuding a biting chill.

White lotuses emerged one after another and pounced towards the red demonic wolves around them.

Zhao Wuji and the other five were not idle either, casting spells to attack the red demonic wolves around them.

For a time, there was a constant roar, various spiritual lights blazing, air waves rolling, and the sound was terrifying.

Under the powerful offensive, the red demon wolves suffered heavy casualties. Most of the first-level demon wolves fell in a pool of blood. The second-level demon wolves also felt uncomfortable, with bruises all over their bodies. The red fire dragons rampaged among the wolves, and the first-level demon wolves were directly burned to ashes. .

"Ouch!"

The wolf king realized that Wang Mingren and his group were not easy to deal with, so he turned around and ran away. The other demon wolves hurriedly followed.

Before they could run far, a large area of ​​the sky suddenly darkened, and a red fire cloud hundreds of feet in diameter appeared in the sky.

After the red fire cloud rolled for a while, red fireballs as big as watermelons flew out from it and hit the demon wolf below.

"Boom!"

Explosions continued, flames rolled, and large pits appeared on the ground, with hot steam rising from the pits.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Wuji and the other five stepped up their attacks and killed many second-level demon wolves.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Wolf King increased his speed.

A loud "chichi" sound broke through the air, and dense golden flying needles came and hit it. The wolf king was bleeding and slowed down.

There was a harsh sound piercing the air, and a giant red blade more than thirty feet long fell from the sky, cutting the Wolf King in half, and his soul could not escape.

The giant red blade struck the ground, leaving a long groove on the ground.

Except for a few demon wolves that escaped, most demon wolves died on the spot.

"Senior Brother Zhao has superb swordsmanship, and I admire him."

Wang Mingren praised.

Zhao Wuji smiled heartily and said: "Junior Brother Wang is so humble. Compared with you, I am far behind."

Wang Mingren is at the fifth level of foundation building. He is proficient in the two systems of gold and fire. He is very powerful and can be of great help every time he hunts monsters. Su Bingbing is at the third level of foundation building and cannot help much. It is just soy sauce, but her The master is an alchemy monk, and Zhao Wuji is willing to keep her as a good relationship.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister Su and I are going to return to the sect to practice. We won't be able to hunt monster beasts with you for a while."

Wang Mingren has been following Zhao Wuji to hunt monsters for four years, and has accumulated a wealth of experience in fighting. There are still ten years before the Taiyi Secret Realm is opened, and he will retreat to attack the sixth level of foundation building.

Zhao Wuji had long known that Wang Mingren would leave sooner or later, but when that day came, he was a little reluctant and said, "Junior Brother Wang, please stay with us for a while longer!"

Chen Yuhan and others also tried to persuade them to stay, but Wang Mingren was unmoved and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Zhao, I can't violate my orders. If you need my help in the future, I will definitely be unequivocal."

"Yes! Senior Brother Zhao, we have been out for so long, and we have to return to the sect to practice for a while. When you are free in the future, you can come to my residence to drink tea and chat. I welcome you at any time."

Su Bingbing smiled sweetly and agreed. Her cultivation level was too low to enter the Taiyi Secret Realm. She followed the hunt for monsters and just accumulated some fighting experience.

"Since Junior Brother Wang and Junior Sister Su have made up their minds, I won't force it. If we have time, we will go to you for tea and chat."

Zhao Wuji sighed and agreed.

After they disposed of the body of the red demon wolf, Su Bingbing raised her hand, and a palm-sized white lotus magic weapon flew out. After growing dozens of times, it stopped in front of them.

Zhao Wuji and others landed on the lotus magic weapon one after another. Su Bingbing pinched the magic weapon, and the lotus magic weapon bloomed with dazzling white light and turned into a white light and flew towards Taiyi Immortal Sect.

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Wei State, Qingyuefang City.

In a spacious hall, Wang Qingqing was sitting at the front seat, holding a piece of golden spiritual wood seven feet long and two feet wide in her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with joy.

Zhao Zheng was sitting on a chair nearby, holding a teacup in his hand and a faint smile on his face.

"Golden Pear Spiritual Wood, this kind of spiritual wood is rare, and it is more than four hundred years old. Yes, Fellow Daoist Zhao, please give me a price!"

Zhao Zheng smiled naively and said: "Fairy Wang, just give it as you see. I believe you won't let me suffer."

After hearing this, Wang Qingqing frowned slightly and sighed softly in her heart.

She has many suitors, and others who please her rely on the power of their elders or family. For them, what they give Wang Qingqing is just a drop in the bucket. Although Zhao Zheng is a first-level casual cultivator, he obeys Wang Qingqing's words. Wang Qingqing Like spiritual trees, he went deep into the mountains to look for older spiritual trees.

Wang Qingqing was also hesitant. To be honest, Zhao Zheng was not her ideal Taoist companion, but Zhao Zheng obeyed her words and she was full of affection for Zhao Zheng.

She was emotionally blank and wanted to ask her mother Wang Ruyan to give her some advice, but Wang Ruyan and Wang Changsheng left Qinglian Villa and have not returned yet.

"Fifteen hundred spiritual stones, Fellow Daoist Zhao, what do you think?"

Zhao Zheng smiled naively and nodded in agreement.

"Wang Fairy, are you free tonight? I would like to treat you to a casual dinner. You have invited me so many times, so I should treat you in return."

Zhao Zheng was a little nervous, his eyes full of expectation.

Wang Qingqing smiled brightly and nodded in agreement.

Hearing Wang Qingqing's answer, Zhao Zheng was overjoyed and felt sweet in his heart.

"Okay, then we have agreed to meet at Sihai Restaurant tonight at midnight."

After chatting for a while, Zhao Zheng said goodbye and left.

Wang Qingqing looked at Zhao Zheng's leaving figure and sighed softly.

Choosing a Taoist companion is really not an easy task.