Rise of Qinglian

Taiyi Immortal Gate, a quiet courtyard. There is an acre of red spiritual bamboo planted in the courtyard, and there is a two-story red attic next to the bamboo forest.

In a certain room, Wang Mingren was sitting cross-legged on a futon, his eyes slightly closed, and there was a lot of golden and red light floating in the room.

As he swallowed and exhaled, golden light and red light poured into his body along his mouth and nose.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the golden and red light in the room disappeared, and Wang Mingren opened his eyes.

"It's indeed a ground-level skill! It's much faster to practice than before."

Wang Mingren said to himself, his eyes full of joy.

Monks with dual spiritual roots are not uncommon, but if they are properly cultivated, the chance of advancing to the pill-forming stage is still relatively high.

After he was diagnosed with dual spiritual roots, Xu Zihua personally arranged for him to enter.

The entry procedures are a bit complicated and require multiple tests of origin and origin. Fortunately, his wealth is innocent and he can withstand the investigation.

After getting started, he followed Xu Zihua to the Sutra Collection Pavilion, and as an inner disciple, he chose a top-grade exercise called "The Secret Code of Golden Flame". Of course, he only had access to the cultivation method for the Qi Refining Period, and he used his heart to The devil swore that he would not teach the technique to anyone without the permission of the sect.

I heard from Xu Zihua that when he reaches the foundation building stage, he will have to leave an oath in the Blood Soul Book not to teach the techniques to anyone else, otherwise he will be counterattacked by the Blood Soul Book.

The Immortal Cultivation Sect controls the inheritance of martial arts very strictly, especially those who are from cultivating families. They will copy the sect's martial arts to their own families. Once discovered, they will be severely punished.

Earth-grade exercises are relatively rare, and high-level monks who possess one of them are qualified to establish a sect.

The Taiyi Immortal Sect has extremely strict control over the skills above the Earth level. Generally speaking, ordinary disciples are not qualified to practice the Earth level skills. If Wang Mingren did not have dual spiritual roots, he would not be qualified to practice the Earth level skills.

Wang Mingren knew very well that if the family had not killed Chen Qingshu, he might not have been able to join the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Before Wang Changsheng and the others left, they gave him another 10,000 spiritual stones, and he lived a very comfortable life.

"I don't know how my parents are doing."

Wang Mingren left home when he was young, and he missed his parents more.

A transmission note flew in and landed in front of Wang Mingren.

Wang Mingren crushed the transmission talisman, and a polite man's voice suddenly sounded: "Junior Brother Wang, I am Zhao Wuji from the Shendan lineage. I heard that Uncle Xu has accepted a disciple. Junior Brother Xiao Tianzheng and I would like to come and pay a visit to Junior Brother Wang. .”

"Zhao Wuji? Xiao Tianzheng? I've never heard of these two people."

Although Wang Mingren didn't know them, they came here specially, so he couldn't just close the door and see them. After all, he had just started.

He took out a red array disk, punched a spell into it, stood up and walked out.

Opening the courtyard door, Wang Mingren saw Zhao Wuji and Xiao Tianzheng.

"My younger brother Wang Mingren, I have met Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Brother Xiao."

Wang Mingren hugged the two of them and said politely.

Zhao Wuji and Xiao Tianzheng looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

After returning to the sect, they inquired with others and learned that Xu Zihua had accepted a disciple, but the specific qualifications were unclear.

Wang Mingren was only over ten years old and not very old. Xu Zihua accepted him as his disciple. Either Wang Mingren had extraordinary qualifications, or Wang Mingren was related to Xu Zihua. Either way, he was worthy of being friends with Zhao Wuji and Xiao Tianzheng.

There are tens of thousands of foundation-building monks and Qi-refining monks in Taiyi Immortal Sect, and there are not many disciples who can worship under the monks in the pill-forming stage.

"Junior Brother Wang, you're welcome. Junior Brother Wang, do you have a brother named Wang Mingjiang? And a nephew named Wang Changfeng and Wang Changsheng?"

Zhao Wuji asked with a smile on his face.

Wang Mingren's expression tightened and he asked with concern: "Exactly, Senior Brother Zhao knows them? What's wrong with them?"

Xiao Tianzheng smiled slightly and said: "When we entered the mountains to hunt monsters, we met them. Junior Brother Wang, three of your compatriots saved my life! They are fine, they are all fine. Listen to them, Wang Junior Brother is their same clan, Senior Brother Zhao and I came here specifically to pay a visit to Junior Brother Wang, we didn’t disturb your cultivation, right?"

Wang Mingren breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "No, this is not the place to talk. Two senior brothers please come in."

Wang Mingren invited Zhao Wuji and Xiao Tianzheng into the house to entertain them.

Zhao Wuji and Xiao Tianzheng didn't stay long. They drank tea for a while, said some polite words, and then left.

Wang Mingren did not neglect and sent them off personally.

"Fellow Daoist Wang and the others are not lying. With Junior Brother Wang's connections, they are worthy of our friendship. Junior Brother Li and Junior Brother Chen have been killed. How about bringing them into the group? To fill their vacancies? Otherwise, with just the three of us, we can hunt down Killing monsters is still relatively dangerous, Wang Daoyou is a second-level high-grade weapon refiner, he can help us repair the magic weapon and save some expenses."

Xiao Tianzheng suggested.

Zhao Wuji shook his head and said: "This matter is not urgent. Let's deal with the funeral affairs of Junior Brother Li and Junior Brother Chen first. They are outsiders after all. I prefer to look for fellow disciples. If there is no suitable candidate, it will not be too late to find them." .”

"Yes, I will go to the Deacon Hall to inquire again, hoping to find out the reason why Junior Brother Wang joined the sect."

Zhao Wuji released the spiritual bird and flew the two of them far away, disappearing into the sky not long after.

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Spring goes and autumn comes, and a year passes quickly.

Taiyuanfang City, a certain secret room.

Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and a huge ape puppet lay on the ground, with mysterious patterns all over its body.

Wang Changsheng took out a black gourd and struck a magic spell on it. A large piece of silver liquid flew out from it. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, the silver liquid twisted and deformed, turning into mysterious silver runes. There were hundreds of them. So many.

"go."

He pointed at the ape puppet on the ground and shouted in a low voice.

Hundreds of silver runes flickered and disappeared into the ape puppet's body in a flash.

The ape puppet's body glowed brightly, but its eyes were empty.

Wang Changsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out a black porcelain bottle, and released a green light ball the size of an egg.

With a pinch of his spell, silver spiritual patterns lit up on the surface of the ape puppet. When he opened his mouth, the green light group seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance and disappeared into the ape puppet's body in a flash.

The ape puppet's eyes moved, his hands were pressed on the floor, and his upper body slowly stood up, staring directly at Wang Changsheng.

"Finally successful, second-order high-grade puppet beast."

Wang Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.

He spent more than three months to repair the Ice Dragon Flag, but the power was slightly reduced, and then spent more than eight months to refine this second-level high-grade puppet beast.

With this second-level high-grade puppet beast, it will be much easier to hunt monsters in the future, and they will be safer.

With a pinch of his spell, the ape puppet turned into a silver ball the size of a watermelon amid a burst of mechanism sounds, with mysterious spiritual patterns covering its surface.