Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng called Wang Qingqing, Wang Qiufeng, Wang Qiuxin and others and asked them to return to Donghuang. The reason was that they could no longer stay in Nanhai, so Wang Qingqi and other students stayed in Nanhai temporarily. "Dad, won't you come back with us?"

Wang Qingqing frowned, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"I have something to take care of. I'll go back later. After you go back, practice hard. We will come back to Nanhai if we have the opportunity in the future."

Wang Changsheng warned in a serious tone that Wang Qingqing stayed in Nanhai for a relatively long time and was easily exposed, so Wang Changsheng could not take her with him.

"Okay! One day, I will come back to Nanhai. The hatred of killing my husband is irreconcilable."

Wang Qingqing's eyes were gloomy, and her beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Zhao Zheng was very kind to her, but unfortunately he died at the hands of the Huanglong Island monks. She must avenge this.

"It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. There are plenty of opportunities. After returning to the clan, you must work hard to cultivate and don't slack off."

Wang Qingqing is already at the seventh level of foundation building and has a chance to reach the core formation stage.

"My daughter knows, dad, please take care of yourself."

The next morning, Wang Qingqing took more than 20 tribesmen and teleported back to Donghuang.

Wang Qingshan did not leave, but stayed. He rarely appeared in front of others.

Wang Changsheng planned to focus on training Wang Qingshan and help him form pills. Considering that he had met the pill-forming monks of Huanglong Island, Wang Qingshan could not appear in the Coral Sea with his true appearance in the future to avoid being recognized by the monks of Huanglong Island.

Wang Changsheng called Wang Qingqi and others over, and said solemnly: "We can't stay in the Coral Sea any longer. I plan to take you to another sea area to develop. In order to prevent Huanglong Island from causing trouble to us, you are not allowed to tell your origins. Without permission, you cannot return to Donghuang, do you understand?"

There are still more than thirty monks from the Wang family staying in Nanhai, and they all have unfamiliar faces.

"Yes, Uncle Jiu."

Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Qiuhong and said, "Qiuhong, you will be in charge from now on."

Wang Qiuhong is Wang Changsheng's eldest grandson. He started as a waiter. Before coming to Nanhai, Wang Qiuhong managed several shops and was a good hand in managing general affairs.

"Yes, Grandpa."

A month later, Chen Zheng summoned Wang Changsheng and said, "You are right, it is indeed a small Lingbei mine. What do you want?"

"Junior wants two pill-forming spiritual objects and a bottle of Blood Essence Pill."

A pill-forming spiritual object costs more than 300,000 spirit stones, and a bottle of blood essence pill costs more than 100,000 spirit stones. The total is more than 700,000 spirit stones. However, the value of the Lingbei mine exceeds one million spirit stones. Wang Changsheng I didn't expect Chen Zheng to agree and raise the price to facilitate a counteroffer.

"No problem. Wang Qingshan, Senior Brother Ye's registered disciple, can try to reach the core formation stage."

Chen Zheng said meaningfully that if Wang Qingshan was not a registered disciple of Xiaoyao Jianzun, it would be enough for him to give him a pill-forming spiritual object. After all, Taiyi Immortal Sect still had to send people to mine spirit shells, which could not be mined in a short time.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "This is natural. Qingshan is the key training target of our Wang family."

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng walked out of Taiyi Palace. There were two more pill-forming spiritual objects and a bottle of Blood Yuan Dan in the storage beads.

He has four pill-forming spiritual objects in his body, which is enough to help two tribesmen reach the pill-forming stage.

The next morning, Wang Changsheng teleported away with more than thirty tribesmen, heading to the Red Moon Sea.

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A certain remote island in Wulong Sea Area.

A ray of yellow light suddenly appeared in the sky, quickly passing through the sky at an extremely fast speed. Behind the yellow light, there were five rays of escaping light of different colors.

A heavy bell rang, and the yellow light suddenly stopped, revealing a man in yellow robe with a pockmarked face, it was Huang Fugui, Huang Fugui's face was full of horror.

Several gleaming magic weapons shot out and slashed at Huang Fugui menacingly.

The magic weapon was extremely fast and was in front of him in an instant.

Huang Fugui's body surface lit up for a burst of blue light, and a piece of blue armor suddenly appeared, which was the turtle scale technique.

His broad sleeves flicked, and a large piece of yellow gravel flew out, turning into a yellow shield about ten feet high, blocking him behind.

There was a huge roar, and the yellow shield was shattered into pieces, hitting the blue armor hard. Several small cracks appeared on the surface of the blue armor.

"You say it wasn't me, do you really want to kill them all?"

Huang Fugui gritted his teeth and said that he had stayed well in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons. He followed the demon hunting team to hunt monsters, accumulated a lot of property, and had five magic weapons. He lived a good life.

If nothing unexpected happens, in a hundred and eighty years, he may have a chance to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

During a hunt for monsters, the monks from the Sun and Moon Palace suddenly appeared and told Huang Fugui that he had killed the monks from the Sun and Moon Palace and wanted to arrest him. Naturally, Huang Fugui would not just let him go and run away.

Huang Fugui was already at the sixth level of Dan Jie. The skills he cultivated tended to protect his life. He flew away with all his strength. Even the monks at the ninth level of Dan Jie could not catch up with him. However, the monks from the Sun and Moon Palace pursued him and issued a sky-high reward order, offering a reward of five yuan. Millions of spiritual stones were spent to capture him.

"Humph, it wasn't you? Why are you running away?"

Huang Fugui cursed the murderer in his heart. He would not take the initiative to provoke other Danjie monks, let alone kill the Sun Moon Palace monks.

I don’t know which god damn guy killed the monk of Sun Moon Palace and made him bear the crime.

Wang Changsheng and the others did not use their true appearance that day, so the Sun Moon Palace could only follow the magic weapons they used to trace. Wang Changsheng used the Turtle Scale Technique and Nine-Bend Divine Sand, and the Sun Moon Palace monks followed this clue.

Tian Jiong rarely appears in front of people, so there is no way to find out, and Fairy Ziyue is even less so. There are many alchemy monks who use third-level puppet beasts. As long as you have enough spirit stones, you can buy third-level puppet beasts. Good to track down.

Huang Fugui knows the turtle scale technique, which Wang Huashan sold to him. As for the gravel magic weapon, he bought it at an auction. It has both offensive and defensive capabilities and is very useful.

Because he has the gravel magic weapon and knows the turtle scale technique, he is regarded as a suspect by the Sun and Moon Palace. As for his body shape and cultivation level, he can change. There are such secret techniques in the world of immortality.

A "whoosh" sound broke through the air, and several rays of light came straight towards Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui gritted his teeth and pinched the magic formula.

The yellow gravel suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of dazzling yellow light, covering a large area.

Taking this opportunity, Huang Fugui took out a yellow command flag, threw it in front of him, and inserted a magic formula. There was a loud whistling sound, and a yellow hurricane dozens of feet high appeared out of thin air. Huang Fugui got into the yellow hurricane, Sweeping towards the distance.

His speed was extremely fast, and he was hundreds of feet away without even taking a breath.

"Chasing, we can't let this fat man run away, he is worth five million spirit stones."

The five Sun Moon Palace monks hurriedly put away their magic weapons and chased after him.

Not long after, the six rays of light disappeared from the sky, as if they had never appeared.