There is a lacquered gold plaque in the Golden Palace with several mysterious characters written on it, none of which Wang Qingshan can recognize.
He looked carefully and felt that the words on the plaque were birds and animals. He blinked and looked carefully again and felt that the words on the plaque were just words. It was very strange.
"Is this the cave where the ancient monk sat?"
Wang Qingshan's face condensed and he said with some uncertainty.
He has consulted many classics, but after all, he has never seen it before, so he is not sure.
"Uncle Qi, if it's the ancient monk's cave, we'll take advantage of it. This is our chance."
Wang Qinghua said excitedly.
Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment and said, "You guys wait for me here, I'll go take a look at the situation."
He sacrificed a leaf magic weapon and flew high into the sky.
Not long after, Wang Qingshan stopped, hundreds of feet away from the whirlpool.
Several rays of light flew from the ground in the distance and stopped in the void. They were all foundation-building monks, including a middle-aged man and a girl in a yellow skirt.
There were also several rays of light flying from a distance, and their target was also this golden palace.
The middle-aged man glanced at the words on the plaque, with a look of reminiscence on his face.
After a moment, his eyes lit up, his lips moved slightly, and he and the girl in the yellow skirt flew towards the way they came.
Before they could fly far, they were stopped by Wang Qingshan.
"What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"
The middle-aged man frowned and looked a little unhappy.
"You are in such a hurry to leave, please recognize the origin of this palace! Tell me honestly the origin of this palace."
Wang Qingshan said via message.
"Fellow Taoist has misunderstood. I don't know him. I just want to go back and inform my fellow tribesmen."
"Really? I'll give you another chance. If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being rude."
Wang Qingshan's face turned cold, his eyes filled with chills.
If you can know the origin of this palace, you can prepare for it in advance.
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then said via voice: "If I read correctly, this is the site of Jinyang Sect. Jinyang Sect is a large sect. It is said that it was destroyed by the demon clan. If it had not been destroyed, this sect would be The Eighth Immortal Sect of the Eastern Wasteland."
"The Eighth Immortal Sect? Jinyang Sect Ruins!"
Wang Qingshan's eyes lit up. He had read the records about Jinyang Sect.
It was rumored that the Demon Emperor of the Eastern Wasteland had fallen, and the human race sent people to develop the Eastern Wilderness. The human monks fought with the demon clan of the Eastern Wilderness. Both sides suffered numerous casualties. The human race occupied a small part of the territory. The demon clan was unwilling to retreat and counterattacked many times. The greatest impact was on Once, the demon clan led a hundred thousand demon beasts to attack the mountain gate of Jinyang Sect. Before the senior leaders of Jinyang Sect died in the battle, they activated the formation to seal the sect and swim in the void. However, as time went by, the seal became somewhat damaged. Loosely, every few hundred years, the ruins of Jinyang Sect will appear, and immortal cultivators can go in and hunt for treasures.
The ruins of the Jinyang Sect will move, and the current location is not fixed, but one thing is certain. After the ruins of the Jinyang Sect officially appear, they will only be open for a period of time. At a certain time, the ruins will be closed, and everyone will be removed. Teleport out.
Strictly speaking, the Jinyang Sect's ruins are a secret realm of Xuanpin. Only foundation-building monks can enter, and those above are not allowed to enter.
"Since it is the ruins of Jinyang Sect, why do you want to leave? Wouldn't it be better to stay and hunt for treasures?"
The middle-aged man looked hesitant, and a crisp sound of sword sounds sounded. Wang Qingshan launched his flying sword, as if he was about to start a fight.
The other foundation-building monks turned a blind eye and stared at the golden palace.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said through a message: "Although the seal is loose, it requires high-level monks to use magic weapons to bombard the seal to open the gap and let people in."
Wang Qingshan was dubious after hearing this.
At this moment, a foundation-building monk couldn't hold it any longer, so he used a golden flying knife and struck it towards the golden palace.
As soon as the golden flying knife approached the blue vortex, it lost control and surged towards the blue vortex.
"Boom!"
The golden flying knife turned into a piece of scrap metal and fell to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Wang Qingshan no longer had any doubts, cupped his hands to the middle-aged man, and flew towards the way he came.
Soon, he returned to Wang Qingjun and others and ordered: "Return to the clan immediately and report to Uncle Jiu. Qingjun, you go to Bailingmen and report to Senior Guang that the ruins of Jinyang Sect have appeared."
They released their blue-scaled horses, got on their horses, and ran along the way they came.
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Qinglian Villa, a certain secret room. Wang Ruyan sat cross-legged on the futon, surrounded by a large number of mysterious musical notes.
These notes vaguely form a piece of music, but there are still a few notes missing.
After a moment, Wang Ruyan opened his eyes, and the notes around him disappeared.
After practicing in seclusion for seven years, she was still stuck on the sixth level of foundation building.
"Sure enough, if you want to resolve the bottleneck, blind cultivation will not work."
Wang Ruyan sighed and said to himself.
Generally speaking, when cultivators encounter a bottleneck, they usually hunt monsters and beasts to make breakthroughs in life and death, or go on adventures to find treasures. Both of these methods can obtain resources for cultivating immortals without delaying their cultivation.
"In seven years, Qiuhong should be a father! I should also be a great-grandmother."
Wang Ruyan stood up and walked out.
Wang Qiuhong manages the business of Sihai Restaurant, while Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan take care of Lin Yuanfang.
Arriving at Wang Qingzhi's residence, Wang Ruyan saw Qi Shanshan and Lin Yuanfang sitting in a stone pavilion chatting. Qi Shanshan was holding a baby in her arms, and Lin Yuanfang was holding a five or six-year-old boy.
"Mom, you are out of seclusion."
"My granddaughter-in-law congratulates my grandmother on her release from confinement."
Wang Ruyan waved her hand and said with a smile: "Who are the two of them?"
Qi Shanshan smiled slightly and introduced: "Mom, they are your great-grandsons, Wang Tiansheng and Wang Tianchen. Tiansheng has three spiritual roots."
"The grandson pays homage to his great-grandmother."
The boy took the initiative to salute Wang Ruyan.
"Good boy, come here and let your great-grandmother give you a hug."
Wang Ruyan picked up Wang Tiansheng and kissed him, her face full of love.
"Tell great-grandma, how old are you?"
"Great-grandmother, in three months' time, my grandson will be six years old."
Wang Ruyan nodded, took out a red command flag from his arms, handed it to Wang Tiansheng, and said with a smile: "This middle-grade magical weapon, the Lieyang Flag, is a meeting gift from your great-grandmother. You must practice hard and strictly abide by the clan rules. Wait for you When your great-grandfather comes out of confinement, he will definitely give you a big gift."
"Yes, my grandson will follow the teachings of his great-grandmother."
Wang Tiansheng agreed repeatedly.
"By the way, Shanshan, how is Qingzhi? Has he come out of seclusion?"
Qi Shanshan nodded and said: "Mom, the fourth brother is out of seclusion. He took the Foundation Establishment Pill and failed to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage. He is still in the Qi Refining stage."
Wang Qingyang is Wang Changsheng's fourth son. Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingzhi are both called Wang Qingyang's fourth brother, and their third brother is Wang Ping'an. Wang Ping'an cannot live with Wang Changsheng because his status has always been there.
Wang Ruyan had a look of disappointment on his face and sighed softly.
Wang Qingyang has the qualifications of the Four Spiritual Roots. If he wants to build a foundation, one foundation building pill is really not enough. Wang Ruyan can't help even if he wants to. After all, she not only has a son, but now she even has a great-grandson.