Rise of Qinglian

Qin Ming brought people forward to deal with the corpse of the monster. Ye Lang put away the magic weapon and said to Wang Changsheng: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you have just joined the monster hunting team. This array cost 20,000 spirit stones. Evenly divided is every day." The two thousand five hundred yuan per person will be deducted slowly from your harvest. This is the rule, so you have no objection!"

Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "No, Fellow Daoist Ye, is it so easy to hunt monsters? It takes almost no effort."

There is almost no danger in hunting monsters using formations, and the rewards are so great. No wonder the casual cultivators in Nanhai are so wealthy.

Ye Lang smiled bitterly and explained: "Fellow Daoist Wang, it's not as easy as you said. We accidentally discovered the traces of Crystal Shrimp and hunted monsters. We spent most of our time looking for monsters, sometimes for a year. After half a year, I couldn't find the whereabouts of the monsters, so I had to go to other sea areas. Sometimes I found the whereabouts of the monsters, but I waited for several months without seeing them. In addition, there were also a lot of monsters. If I encountered them, There are hundreds of demonic birds, and without the third-level demonic birds, things will be much worse. Like this time, we are relatively lucky."

Wang Changsheng suddenly realized that this made sense. If the monsters could be easily found and killed, it would be too easy for the spirit stones to be obtained.

"Monsters and beasts are the next best thing. The most dangerous thing when hunting monsters is the immortal cultivator. There are many cases where monster hunting teams fight for monsters. If a monster hunting team has too few people, it will encounter a larger number of people. The demon hunting team is easily attacked."

Qin Ming added.

"Been taught a lesson."

Qin Ming led people to dispose of the monster's materials, collected the storage beads, and gave them to Ye Lang.

The formation flags and disks were also retracted, but Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan did not retract the formation flags in their hands.

"Let's go! We're going to look for monsters."

Ye Lang launched a red flying boat and carried everyone high into the sky.

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Wei State, Qingyuefang City.

In a private room at Sihai Restaurant, Wang Qingqing and fifteen Foundation-Building monks were drinking and eating. Most of them were male monks, some were disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect and some were descendants of the Immortal Cultivation Family.

After Wang Changsheng formed the elixir, Wang Qingqing's status rose sharply and she had many suitors.

If you marry Wang Qingqing, you will have a father-in-law who is in the elixir formation stage, and it will be easier for you to follow your future path to immortality.

Wang Qingqing is not young anymore, and she also wants to find a suitable partner.

She practiced wood-attribute skills and could only reach the ninth level of foundation building.

The Wang family currently lacks alchemists and formation masters the most. Wang Qingqing is more practical. Talents such as formation masters are relatively rare. Whether it is a cultivating sect or a cultivating family, they may not marry an formation master into the Wang family. The chance of an alchemist marrying into the Wang family is higher.

She is not only thinking about her family, but if she finds a second-level alchemist as her husband, her future life will be easier.

After having enough wine and food, everyone began to share their experiences in cultivation, weapon refining, and elixir refining.

"Fairy Wang, I discovered the lair of a second-level middle-grade monster. Are you interested in strangulating the monster together? This is much more interesting than refining weapons all day long. Don't worry, I will protect you when the time comes. .”

A middle-aged man with an elegant face said enthusiastically, his face full of expectation.

The middle-aged man's surname was Zhao Mingzheng. He built a third-level foundation and made a living by hunting monsters. He had sold some second-level spiritual trees to Wang Qingqing.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, thank you for your kindness. My little sister is not good at fighting. If you get the second-order spiritual wood, I am willing to buy it at a high price."

Wang Qingqing declined politely. She was self-aware. She had never hunted monsters before. She had competed with her peers during the Qi refining period, but that was only the point. If it were a life-and-death battle, she knew she was no match.

After all, Zhao Zheng is a casual cultivator and must be on guard against others. Wang Qingqing cannot easily follow Zhao Zheng to hunt monsters.

Zhao Zheng was a little disappointed after hearing this, and nodded with a smile.

At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Auntie, if it's urgent, please open the door."

Wang Qingqing opened the door, and Wang Qiuhong stood at the door, looking anxious.

"Auntie, Third Uncle is dying. The head of the family has sent someone to deliver a letter asking you to return to the family as soon as possible."

Wang Qiuhong said via voice transmission.

The third uncle in Wang Qiuhong's mouth is Wang Changxing. Wang Changxing has five spiritual roots. He came out to work very early and worked hard all his life. His life is about to end. Wang Qingze went back to take care of Wang Changxing early. The restaurant is temporarily left to Wang Qiuhong.

"I understand, you go down first!"

Wang Qingqing nodded and said to Zhao Zheng and others: "Fellow Taoists, I have something urgent to deal with. I'll take my leave now. You can continue chatting. I'm sorry."

Wang Qingqing explained briefly and left Sihai Restaurant in a hurry.

After leaving Fangshi, she took out her flying magic weapon and flew high into the sky.

Not long after she left, Zhao Zhenghou followed her out.

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a flying spiritual weapon and followed slowly.

Qinglian Villa, a quiet courtyard.

Wang Changxing was lying on the bed, with white hair on his head and wrinkles on his face.

Wang Changxue, Wang Changhuan, Wang Changyu, Wang Changjing and other eldest clan members gathered in the room with sad expressions. Wang Qiuxin leaned on the bed, and Wang Changxing held Wang Qiuxin's fat hand.

Wang Qingze, Wang Qingkai and Wang Qingzhi stood aside with sad expressions.

"Third Uncle, Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt haven't left seclusion yet. I've already sent someone to notify Eighth Sister. She should be back soon."

"Third brother, if you have anything to say, just say it! We are a family, and we will definitely help in any way we can."

Wang Changxue said, she could tell that Wang Changxing couldn't hold on much longer.

Wang Changxing forced a smile on his face and said: "Second sister, sixth brother, seventh sister, and eighth brother, you are all here. It's a pity that the ninth brother is still practicing in seclusion. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the ninth brother comes out. Some words, Just told you.

As everyone knows, my spiritual roots are not good, so I hoped that Qingze would be successful, so I was a little harsher on him. I never thought it would be counterproductive. This kid has no interest in cultivation and doesn't know any skills. He just needs to be better in dealing with others. , my son has no future, so I hope that my grandson will have a future. I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally Qiu Xin is here. Qiuxin is a kid who is greedy for food and drink, and has no bad intentions. I am no longer here. I hope everyone can see me as an old man. For my sake, please take good care of Qiu Xin. Qiu Xin, you are the one Grandpa worries about the most. You must live up to your expectations and advance to the foundation building stage. In my lineage, you are the best. "

At the end of the speech, Wang Changxing coughed a few times and his tone was weak.

"Grandpa, my grandson has taken note of it, please say less!"

Wang Qiuxin choked with red eyes and a look of grief on his face.

"Third brother, don't worry! Qingqing and I will teach Qiuxin how to refine weapons. As for foundation building, it depends on him personally."

"San Bo Gong, don't worry! We will take good care of Qiu Xin."

Others also expressed that they would take good care of Qiu Xin.

Wang Changxing shook his head and looked at Wang Changxue expectantly. The merit points accumulated by Wang Changxing and Wang Qingze were enough to redeem one Foundation Establishment Pill, but there was only one Foundation Establishment Pill. Wang Changxing was worried that Wang Qiuxin would not be able to establish the Foundation.

Wang Changxue is the wife of the head of the Bailing Sect. She should have the means to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"Third brother, if conditions permit, I will help Qiu Xin. Whether he can build the foundation depends on him."

Wang Changxue pondered for a moment and said this.

Wang Changxing breathed a sigh of relief. With Wang Changxue's words, he felt relieved.

"Qiu Xin, if you build a foundation, remember to go to the grave and tell grandpa."

Wang Changxing held Wang Qiuxin's hands tightly and warned.

Wang Qiuxin's tears slid down his cheeks and fell on Wang Changxing's hand.

"Grandpa, my grandson will definitely practice hard and build a foundation..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Changxing died.

"Dad, grandpa."

When Wang Changxing passed away, the saddest thing was his children and grandchildren.

Wang Changxue sighed and walked out, followed by Wang Changhuan and others, leaving behind Wang Changxing's children and grandchildren.

"Why isn't Qing Qing coming back? Qing Kai, have you sent someone to notify Qing Qing?"

Wang Qingkai nodded and said: "I have already sent someone to notify the eighth sister. Counting the time, she should be back soon."

"The third brother's funeral was well organized and he was buried in glory."

"Yes, second aunt."