Rise of Qinglian

Spring passed and autumn came, and fifty years passed.

Qinglian Island is a huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is a huge lake in the valley. A blue attic is built on the lake, with cornices, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings.

The calm lake surface suddenly exploded, and countless amounts of water flew up, turning into thousands of blue flying swords.

The door to the attic suddenly opened, and a burly young man in a blue shirt came out.

The young man in blue shirt has sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a blue sword case with a wave pattern on it.

Wang Lihe, he is a sword cultivator who has advanced to the stage of becoming a god.

He had advanced to the stage of becoming a god more than two hundred years ago, but he did not have the same treatment as Wang Qingshan. He only had three flying swords, and each flying sword was a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, which was already very good.

Wang Lihe didn't bother to compare with other divine sword cultivators, he just wanted to surpass Wang Qingshan.

Wang Lihe shook his sleeves, and a blue sword light swept out. He jumped up, and the blue sword light carried him flying high into the sky.

Flying with a sword is a unique method for sword cultivators, flying with the light of a sword.

After thousands of years of development, Qinglian Island is thriving.

Following Wang Lihe's gaze, he saw towering peaks in the distance, pavilions and palaces, gardens and waterside pavilions, towering ancient trees nearby, rugged rocks, and exotic flowers and plants.

The Wang family monks either drove spiritual birds to fly over the sky, or used Taoist magic to fly across the sky. What's more, they sat on the back of a huge dragon.

When Wang Lihe saw the other clan members, he couldn't help but show a proud expression on his face. The Wang family had not developed for a long time, but with the two Void Refining cultivators, there were countless casual cultivators who broke their heads and wanted to join the Wang family.

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of thunder from high in the sky, and countless light spots emerged in the void, colorful, like fireworks. These light spots slowly gathered into auspicious clouds of different colors.

In less than half an hour, thousands of auspicious clouds gathered over Qinglian Island.

The auspicious clouds in five colors: blue, red, gold, yellow and blue, gathered together and flew in a certain direction.

"This is... Ancestor Qingshan is attacking the Void Refining Stage!"

Wang Lihe took a deep breath and his expression became excited.

Only Wang Qingshan and Wang Mengbin were the only members of the clan who had reached the perfection of spiritual transformation. Wang Lihe had only met Wang Mengbin some time ago. Needless to say, it was definitely Wang Qingshan who was in the Void Refining Stage.

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The monks on the island were quickly alarmed by this strange phenomenon, and some tribesmen recognized that this was a tribe that was attacking the Void Refining Stage.

"No one is allowed to rely on Feiyun Peak for five hundred miles, and violators will be severely punished!"

Wang Ruyan's voice suddenly sounded and spread throughout Qinglian Island.

On Qinglian Peak, Wang Ruyan stood in a blue stone pavilion, his eyes solemn.

Wang Changsheng has been away for more than sixty years and has not come back yet. Fortunately, the natal soul lamp he left in the clan has not been extinguished yet, so he should be fine.

Wang Qingshan is attacking the Void Refining Stage at Feiyun Peak. Feiyun Peak is next to Sword Burial Peak. There are tens of thousands of flying swords in Burial Sword Peak, and the number is still increasing. This is the sword tomb established by the Wang family. The Wang family uses the sword tomb to cultivate a number of people. The flying sword is just like the Taiyi Clan cultivating the Taiyi Sword.

In Feiyun Peak, Wang Qingshan was sitting cross-legged above a magic circle. His eyes were closed tightly. A shining silver flying sword floated above his head. Nine green glass swords were flying around Wang Qingshan, making a burst of sounds. There was a loud clang of swords.

After a while, the sky suddenly darkened, and huge groups of auspicious clouds floated high in the sky, forming a huge five-color vortex.

Wang Qingshan opened his eyes, and there was a faint sword light passing through his eyes.

The small silver sword suddenly burst into dazzling sword light, the five-color vortex rolled violently, and raindrops of five colors fell. These raindrops are pure five-element spiritual energy.

Five-colored raindrops fell on the silver sword, and the silver sword slowly grew in size.

Outside Feiyun Peak, strong winds blew on the island, and a large number of Lihuo Bamboo swayed left and right. The tribesmen temporarily stopped flying at high altitudes to avoid being affected.

Half a day later, a thick green sword light soared into the sky from Feiyun Peak and went straight into the sky. A huge green flying sword appeared out of thin air above Feiyun Peak.

The cyan flying sword is not a physical body, but a virtual body.

Dharma images come in many forms, most of which are humanoid, but also in the form of swords, trees, flowers, grass, spiritual animals, etc.

As soon as the shadow of the flying sword appeared, the flying swords on the Sword Burial Peak flew up one after another and gathered high in the sky. The weapons of the monks on the island lost control and flew high into the sky.

"Dharma image!"

Wang Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with joy. With the Five Elements Thunder Sky Talisman in hand, Wang Qingshan would have no problem surviving the sixty-nine thunder tribulations.

There was a deafening sound of thunder from high in the sky, and weapons floating in the sky fell one after another.

A huge thundercloud suddenly appeared in the sky above Feiyun Peak. After a blur, it divided into six groups. Each thundercloud had countless flashes of arcs, and countless thunder snakes could be seen swimming around.

Sixty-nine thunder tribulations!

Along with a deafening sound of thunder, a thick silver lightning fell, disappeared after disappearing into Feiyun Peak.

Lightning and thunder roared, and thick bolts of lightning pierced the sky and struck Feiyun Peak.

Wang Mengbin stood on the top of a steep peak. He looked at the thunderclouds high in the sky, his face solemn, and his eyes showed a bit of worry.

A large number of Wang family monks watched from a distance, with worried expressions on their faces.

If Wang Qingshan advances to the Void Refining Stage, it will be a great thing for the family, and it will also be a good thing for individuals. The family will definitely receive major benefits.

Time passed little by little, and lightning struck down one after another, disappearing into Feiyun Peak.

After a cup of tea, a thundercloud over a hundred feet in size floated high in the sky.

The bluestone square where Wang Qingshan is located has been reduced to ruins. Nine green glass swords are floating around him. The spiritual light is slightly dim. A thick silver light curtain covers Wang Qingshan, which is the Five Elements Thunder Sky Talisman.

After a burst of earth-shaking thunder sounded from high in the sky, the thunder clouds rolled violently and turned into a giant silver tiger more than a hundred feet long, heading straight for Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan was not afraid at all. The sword technique changed, and the nine green glass swords suddenly erupted with harsh sword sounds, and instantly merged into one, turning into a blue giant sword that held up the sky, heading towards the silver giant tiger.

There was a loud noise, and the giant silver tiger was cut in half by the giant sword. A huge silver sun suddenly rose, submerging most of Feiyun Peak.

After a while, the silver sun dissipated, revealing a huge pit. Wang Qingshan stood in the void out of thin air, with a looming silver light curtain covering his body. With a flash of silver light, the silver light curtain turned into a sparkling talisman. It is the Five Elements Thunder Sky Talisman.

This Five Elements Thunder Sky Talisman consumes most of its power and cannot support another god-transformation monk through six or nine thunder tribulations. It should be no problem to withstand one or two rounds of thunder tribulations.

Wang Ruyan fell from the sky, with a look of concern on his face.

"Qingshan, are you okay?"

Wang Qingshan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm fine, Aunt Nine, has Uncle Nine gone into seclusion again?"

"No, he went to the wilderness for Meng Bin's method of attacking the void."

Wang Ruyan said truthfully.