Xuanqing Valley is the largest city under the jurisdiction of the Xuanqing sect. It has integrated monks stationed there all year round. It has a strategic location and has many business travelers.
In the afternoon, the sun was blazing.
In Xuanqing Valley, there are many houses, rows of pavilions and pavilions, noisy carriages and horses, and a stream of people, creating a bustling and prosperous scene.
You can see many Xuanqing sect disciples walking around. Some monks are dressed strangely, which passers-by take for granted.
A secluded small courtyard with blue tiles. There is a two-story blue pavilion and a blue stone pavilion in the courtyard.
Wang Chuanming was sitting in the stone pavilion, and a middle-aged man with ordinary features was reporting the situation to him.
The middle-aged man is Wang Zhongchen, who is in the late stage of becoming a god.
After Wang Chuanming succeeded the leader of the dark hall, he immediately started investigating the murder of the dark hall leader. Through clues, he locked the suspect and chased him to Xuanqing Valley.
"This person is very vigilant, and he is relatively close to Chen Yunqing, a disciple of True Lord Qingyuan. We dare not get too close."
Wang Zhongchen reported truthfully.
"Zhenjun Qingyuan!"
Wang Chuanming frowned. According to the information, the Xuanqing sect has more than thirty integrated monks, and they focus on training nine people, known as the Xuanqing Nine Sons. True Lord Qingyuan is one of the Xuanqing Nine Sons.
The suspect is hiding in Xuanqing Valley. They dare not make trouble in Xuanqing Valley and there is nothing they can do against the suspect.
"You keep an eye on him yourself and don't disturb him."
Wang Chuanming ordered.
"Master, are we just going to keep staring at him? This is not the way to go!"
Wang Zhongchen looked troubled and secretly called his disciples among themselves to avoid revealing their identity.
"People always have weaknesses. Just because he doesn't have weaknesses doesn't mean the people around him don't have weaknesses. Just start with Chen Yunqing."
Wang Chuanming said in a deep voice.
Wang Zhongchen's expression changed and he asked cautiously: "Are you going to take action against Chen Yunqing?"
Wang Chuanming gave him a roll of his eyes and said angrily: "Am I that stupid? Attack him on the Xuanqing sect's territory and find out Chen Yunqing's situation, his preferences, who he is against, who he is good friends with, relatives and friends I need to know the situation. Many times, we don’t need to do it ourselves. We need to use our own strength and use our brains.”
There is competition within any force, and there cannot be harmony. Chen Yunqing is a disciple of True Lord Qingyuan, and there must be someone within the Xuanqing Sect who does not like Chen Yunqing.
Wang Chuanming didn't want to deal with Chen Yunqing, he just wanted Chen Yunqing to stay away from the suspect. If the suspect stayed with Chen Yunqing all the time, they would have no way to arrest the suspect.
After hearing this, Wang Zhongchen breathed a sigh of relief and agreed repeatedly.
Wang Chuanming gave some instructions and asked Wang Zhongchen to retreat.
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Guangyuan Zong, Guangyuan Peak.
In a vast manor, Wang Mengshan and Su Qingheng were sitting in a stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
Wang Mengshan first asked his family for help, resolved the crisis, and took two thousand-year-old ice-attribute elixirs with him to the Lengyan Sect to find Su Qingheng, putting on a show.
Since he said he would go to the Cold Flame Sect for help, he had to go to the Cold Flame Sect.
"The Wang family now has two combined monks. No wonder the Qianyuan Sect is so bold and destroyed the Tianhu Sect. But you don't have to worry. The Wang family doesn't have the final say in Xuanling Continent. If the Qianyuan Sect deals with you Guangyuan Sect and the An family, , you just fight back hard."
Su Qingheng said in a deep voice, he became angry when he mentioned this matter.
Relying on the support of the Wang family, the Qianyuan Clan destroyed the Tianhu Clan, scaring Wang Shan to seek help from the Lengyan Sect.
Wang Shan's reaction was also reasonable. The stronger Master Tianhu was killed, not to mention Wang Shan.
Wang Mengshan claimed that it was true, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Su, I heard that your Lengyan Sect has gained another fusion monk. Congratulations! With Friend Su's qualifications, it won't take long for him to be promoted to the fusion stage."
"It is not easy to advance to the combined stage. Only when the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit are integrated into one can a balance be achieved. I am still early in the combined stage, but Senior Sister Leng has a high chance of entering the combined stage."
Su Qingheng's face was filled with pride.
"Senior Sister Leng?"
Wang Mengshan was slightly stunned. He didn't know the internal situation of the Cold Flame Sect.
"Senior Sister Leng is one of the key training targets of our Lengyan Sect. It was in the late stage of Void Refining thousands of years ago. In the last race war, Senior Sister Leng killed two orcs in the Void Refining stage alone."
Su Qingheng explained.
Wang Mengshan was secretly vigilant, with a flattering look on his face, and said flatteringly: "I think it's only a matter of time before fellow Daoist Su can advance to the integration stage."
Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.
After hearing this, Su Qingheng's smile deepened.
"Okay, I have to go back to the main forum to take care of things. You should be more careful and don't take the initiative to provoke the Wang family. The Wang family is currently in the limelight, so stay out of the way."
After Su Qingheng said this, he stood up and left. Wang Mengshan saw him off personally.
Entering a secret room, Wang Mengshan said to himself: "It seems that we need to remind the family to be careful about this Fairy Leng."
…
Spring passed and autumn came, and thirty years passed.
Qinglian Island, in the center of the island is a giant peak that is 10,000 feet high. At the foot of the mountain stands a green stone tablet that is more than ten feet tall, with three golden characters "Qilian Peak" written on it.
A blue stone staircase extends from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. At the top of the mountain is a bluestone square covering an extremely large area. A blue palace more than twenty feet high is located in the square. The plaque reads "Seven Lotus Palace" in three large golden characters.
The door of the main hall was opened, Wang Changsheng and Xiao Wentian were standing in the hall, Xiao Wentian was holding a pale golden array disk in his hand.
"Senior Brother Xiao, you can activate the formation. I hope it will succeed this time."
Wang Changsheng said in a deep voice, he gathered his clan members and used Yuanci Divine Crystal as the main material to refine a Yuanci treasure - Yuanci Zhenling Peak, a middle-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasure.
With Yuanci Zhenling Peak as the center of the formation, eight golden magnetic spirit trees that are more than 30,000 years old and thousands of golden magnetic spirit trees that are thousands of years old are arranged in the Yuanci Forbidden Spirit Formation.
Xiao Wentian nodded and inserted a spell into the golden array.
Qinglian Island shook slightly, and Wang Changsheng flew out of the Seven Lotus Palace. He could clearly see a pale golden light curtain covering the entire Qinglian Island.
Wang Changsheng flew towards the golden light curtain, nothing unusual happened.
The golden light curtain rippled, and the golden light curtain collapsed and disappeared.
Wang Changsheng flew hundreds of miles away from Qinglian Island, and the golden light curtain appeared again, covering the entire Qinglian Island.
Wang Changsheng flew towards Qinglian Island. After approaching Qinglian Island for ten miles, a strong gravity came towards him.
There was a "crackling" sound from his body. His body had grown in size, his veins were exposed, and his hands and feet had become much thicker.
Wang Changsheng flew forward, and stopped after flying three miles. His face turned red, and a strong gravity came towards him, as if it was going to crush his body.
The golden light curtain dissipated, and gravity disappeared.
Wang Changsheng returned to Qilian Palace with a smile on his face.
"This is only part of the power of the Yuan Magnetic Forbidden Spirit Formation. If a fusion monk controls the formation and three fusion monks jointly attack the formation, it will be difficult to break the formation. Even if a Void Refining monk controls the formation, they can resist it for a period of time. .”
Xiao Wentian handed the formation disk to Wang Changsheng, taught him how to control the formation, and introduced the changes in the formation.