Rise of Qinglian

Ye Lin was frightened to death. He was only at the foundation-building stage and was no match for Wang Changsheng.

"Wait a minute, I'm a third-level high-level formation mage. Don't kill me. I can help you set up the formation. I have a top-level skill in my mind."

Ye Lin hurriedly said that he had finally escaped from the tiger's mouth, but he didn't want to die in the hands of Wang Changsheng in a daze.

"Third-level high-level formation mage! Heavenly-level skills!"

Wang Changsheng frowned, and the Ruyi Xuanyu stick stopped, only a few feet away from Ye Lin's head.

"Aren't you a pill-forming monk? When you recover your magic power, I'm afraid I will be the one who dies. Only the dead can make people feel at ease."

Wang Changsheng said coldly, his eyes filled with coldness.

A third-level high-level formation mage is certainly precious, but who can guarantee that Ye Lin is telling the truth? Who knows if Ye Lin has used some secret technique to temporarily drop his cultivation level to the foundation building stage, and will recover after a period of time. Unlucky It's Wang Changsheng.

"Kill me, you just get a few magic weapons. I am alive and can create more value for you. I have many things in my mind, including heavenly skills! I am a third-level high-level array mage. I can Arrange a variety of third-level formations! Including a large teleportation array. If you don't trust me, you lock me in a third-level formation without a magic weapon. Even if you have magic power and no magic weapon, I can't break the formation and escape. "

Ye Lin's voice was full of temptation and his expression was tense.

Wang Chang was excited. Formation was the weak point of the Wang family. If there was a third-level formation mage, the Wang family would develop faster. Not to mention anything else, just by refining the formation and selling the formation flag, you could earn a lot of money. Shi, everything has pros and cons. If Ye Lin is telling lies, Wang Changsheng will be in bad luck. However, Ye Lin's suggestion is good. Lock Ye Lin in the third-level formation and take away his magic weapon. He should not be able to escape. , Of course, this is just a theoretical statement. Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.

To put it bluntly, Ye Lin is a double-edged sword. If used properly, it will be a great help to the Wang family. If used incorrectly, it can easily hurt the Wang family.

Wang Changsheng shook his right hand, and a ray of golden light flew out. After a blur, it appeared above Ye Lin's head and came down, tightly binding his hands together.

Wang Changsheng swayed, appeared in front of Ye Lin, and searched Ye Lin's storage bag.

He checked carefully and felt relieved after confirming that there was no magic weapon, talisman or seal hidden on Ye Lin's body.

"Tell me honestly about your origins and why those three alchemy monks are chasing you. You only have one chance. Think carefully before you speak. If I find out that you lied to me, I will not give you a second chance. You'd better Think clearly before answering."

Wang Changsheng said word by word with a cold tone.

Ye Lin hesitated for a moment, sighed, and briefly talked about his origins and the reason for being hunted.

"Northern Xinjiang? Jiuyou Sect? Your father is an elder of Jiuyou Sect. He failed to compete for the position of sect leader? The leader of Jiuyou Sect sent people to hunt you down."

Wang Changsheng frowned slightly. He had heard of Northern Xinjiang, but he didn't know about the Immortal Cultivating Forces in Northern Xinjiang.

According to Ye Lin, Jiuyou Sect is also one of the top sects in Northern Xinjiang, otherwise there would be no heavenly skills.

"If I hide you and the people of Jiuyou Sect discover your whereabouts, won't I be in trouble? Killing you is the best choice."

"No, Donghuang is so big. If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, how could they come to your door? Besides, I can create more benefits for you while I'm alive."

Wang Changsheng looked hesitant. He poured out the contents of Ye Lin's storage bag. There were seven magic weapons, eleven formation disks, hundreds of formation flags, some formation materials, a jade slip or a classic. No.

"You don't need to look for it. The Tianpin exercises and formation classics are all in my head. I will not be stupid enough to record the Tianpin exercises in jade slips. There are four sets of third-level formations in the storage bag. You You can trap me in the formation. Without the magic weapon, even if I recover my cultivation, it will be difficult for me to escape."

"If you tell me how to practice Tianpin Kung Fu, aren't you afraid that I will kill someone and silence you?"

Ye Lin smiled and said: "Even if you don't want it, I will spread the "Nine Nether Heavenly Fantasy Treasure Book". Only in this way, that bitch Shangguan Wei will restrain herself, and I will spread the knowledge of the first four levels of cultivation. Fa, this is also for your own good, otherwise if you practice this technique, you will be traced by the Jiuyou Sect soon. This technique requires relatively unique cultivation resources, and it is estimated that not many people can practice it."

Wang Changsheng remained silent, his head spinning rapidly, weighing the pros and cons.

"Is there a teleportation array here?"

"We don't have the formation flag, but we still have some materials for setting up a teleportation array. We can set up a two-way teleportation array with a teleportation distance within thirty thousand miles."

Wang Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, OK, I will spare your life for now. If you dare to play tricks, I will kill you immediately.

He put away the things on the ground, and a dazzling yellow light lit up his body. He put a hand on Ye Lin's shoulder, and the two of them disappeared into the ground.

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In an underground cave in the Taiyi Mountains, Wang Qingshan and others were besieging three huge yellow bears.

There were three second-level monsters, two high-level second-level beasts, and one low-level second-level beast. They seemed to be a family, but they were scarred and obviously at a disadvantage.

Hunting monsters is more dangerous. Even though there were four foundation-building monks leading the team, three tribesmen still died tragically at the mouths of monsters. Two tribesmen were seriously injured and are recovering in Fang City.

"Ho ho ho!"

The two second-level high-grade demon bears let out a strange roar, sprayed out a yellow hurricane, blew the incoming magic weapon away, and turned into two fishy winds to rush towards Wang Qiuming.

"No, Qiu Ming, retreat quickly."

Wang Ruyan's jade face changed, her jade fingers quickly passed over the pipa strings, and a large blue sound wave swept out.

The two demon bears sprayed out a stream of yellow sound waves, and the two sound waves collided, erupting into a powerful air wave.

"A hundred swords unite into one!"

Wang Qingshan shouted coldly, and hundreds of cyan flying swords appeared out of thin air in front of him, striking at the two scarred monster bears.

Two shrill screams rang out, and the two yellow demon bears were pierced by hundreds of cyan flying swords.

Another demon bear saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape. A giant fireball suddenly fell from the sky and hit it, covering its body with rolling flames.

Wang Qiuming took the opportunity to sacrifice a golden seal, smashed it down from high altitude, and let out a scream.

"Uncle Qi is so powerful, even a second-level high-grade demon bear can't stop this secret technique of yours."

Wang Qiuming looked at the two demon bears lying in a pool of blood with envy on his face.

In order to keep it secret, Wang Qingshan lied that the small magical power of Baijian Guiyi was a secret technique, and only a few people knew the truth.

Wang Qingshan smiled slightly and said modestly: "It's nothing. If you build the foundation, you can do it. It's getting late, let's go back as soon as possible!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, they walked out of the cave, and Wang Qingshan released a flying boat, carrying everyone high into the sky.