In the early morning of the second day, the sky was just bright, and a round of scorching sun rose slowly from the place where the sea and the sky meet.
The sun was pouring on Qinglian Island, as if putting a golden robe on Qinglian Island.
In a 100-acre bluestone square, hundreds of monks from the Wang family gathered together. They all wore red robes and had a red cauldron embroidered on the left side of their chests, which was the symbol of an alchemist.
These hundreds of monks are all alchemists, most of them are first-order alchemists.
In the center of the bluestone square, there is a round high platform more than ten feet large, with a light blue futon placed on it. All the monks looked at the round high platform and whispered.
A red light pierced the sky and quickly landed on the high circular platform.
Evading light converged, revealing a red-robed man with white hair, it was Wang Qingqi.
His life essence was not much left. Before he was sitting in a state, he tried his best to teach his younger generation to make alchemy. Most of the hundreds of alchemists present were brought out by him personally.
Wang Qingqi looked at the many clansmen with a look of relief on his face. He was able to train so many alchemists for his family, and he had no regrets in this life.
"The grandson visits the ancestors."
Hundreds of clansmen stood up one after another, bowed and saluted, and said in unison, their voices echoing in the Qingshi Square.
Wang Qingqi sat down on the blue futon, and said in a deep voice, "Today, we will continue to talk about the way of alchemy. You must listen carefully. Today, we will talk about the techniques and precautions for refining alchemy."
It stands to reason that he does not need to tell the Qi refining cultivator about refining the foundation pill, only a very few alchemists can refine the foundation pill.
Wang Qingqi also wanted to take this opportunity to discover what could be made and find a successor. Wang Changjie's alchemy skills were good, but he just regarded alchemy as a skill. With Wang Changjie's seniority and qualifications, he couldn't waste too much time in alchemy. , Wang Qingqi can only find a needle in a haystack, looking for a clan who is addicted to the way of alchemy, so that the Wang family can continue to appear high-level alchemists.
He talked about the techniques and precautions for refining the Kidney Building Pill, and he explained it in great detail.
He spoke for three hours. Hundreds of cultivators were fascinated by it. Wang Qingqi was the alchemist with the highest level of alchemy in the clan. Wang Qingqi preached, which was rare.
"Boom!"
A loud thunder sounded, covering Wang Qingqi's voice.
Wang Qingqi frowned. The sky was densely covered with dark clouds, and a huge tsunami sounded. The sea tumbled violently, setting off huge waves more than a hundred meters high, and the wind was strong.
"What's this?"
Wang Qingqi was stunned for a moment. If he remembered correctly, there were no suitable-age people in the clan who were impacting the Nascent Soul stage.
He hadn't yet figured out what was going on. Another huge thunder sounded, and a larger dark cloud appeared in the other direction. The two dark clouds were hundreds of miles apart.
The waters near Qinglian Island tumbled violently, setting off huge waves and strong winds. The cultivator of the Wang family, who was flying with the imperial equipment, swayed from side to side and almost fell from the sky.
The change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth aroused Wang Qingshan's idea.
Wang Qingshan rushed out of his residence for the first time, staring solemnly at the two dark clouds in the sky, completely confused.
A resounding dragon roar sounded in the sky, spreading across the small half of Qinglian Island, and then, a clear and loud phoenix roar rang out, and the dragon and phoenix roars converged.
"Ice Wind Jiao! Lei Feng!"
Wang Qingshan suddenly realized, it turned out that they attacked the fourth-order, and the momentum was too loud!
He can also understand that Bingfeng Jiao and Lei Feng are not ordinary spirit beasts. They attacked the fourth rank and made a lot of noise, so it's not surprising.
A blue-colored spiritual light flew from a distance, and it didn't take long for it to land near Wang Qingshan. The light disappeared, revealing Wang Qingling's figure.
Wang Qingling has been cultivating for decades, and it is still in the early stage of Nascent Soul. It is extremely difficult to go further in the Nascent Soul stage.
If it hadn't been for the ice wind flood dragon that caused the thunder calamity, it wouldn't have disturbed her.
"Ten sister, you're out of the customs."
Wang Qingshan smiled when he saw Wang Qingling.
"Xiaobai attracted Lei Jie. I don't know if he can advance to the fourth rank. By the way, during my retreat, nothing happened!"
Wang Qingling's eyes were fixed on a cloud of thunder clouds in the sky, and he asked casually.
Wang Qingshan briefly talked about the invasion of Tianlan Realm. Wang Qingling frowned. She did not expect such a big thing to happen during her retreat.
"Nine uncles and nine aunts went to Tianlan Realm? With their supernatural powers, they should be fine."
Just after Wang Qingling finished speaking, there was a huge thunderous sound from high in the sky, and a silver lightning with the thickness of an adult's arm slashed down.
A loud dragon roar sounded, and the ice wind Jiao flew out from Bailing Peak, hovering uncertainly in the sky.
The silver lightning struck its body, like a tickling, it was not afraid at all.
"This guy is too naughty."
Wang Qingling frowned, her eyes full of worry.
On the other side, a thick silver lightning flew out of the thundercloud and slashed downward.
A phoenix roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, Lei Feng spread its wings and flew high, and flew to the canopy of a towering tree. It spread its wings, and countless silver arcs appeared all over its body.
The silver lightning struck its body, it made a piercing phoenix roar, and its wings kept flapping.
"Ten sister, what's going on? Are spirit beasts attacking the fourth tier like this?"
Wang Qingshan was slightly taken aback, and asked curiously.
"That's not true. They seem to be cheering each other up and cheering each other up. It's strange."
Wang Qingling rested her chin with one hand, with a thoughtful expression on her face.
Bingfeng Jiao was brought up by her single-handedly, and so did Lei Feng Once they came and went, they became familiar with each other.
The roar of rumbling sounded, two dark clouds rolled violently, and thick silver lightning flew out one after another, hitting Lei Feng and Bingfeng Jiao accurately.
At first, they cheered each other up, but Lei Jie wasn't joking. After seven or eight lightning strikes, they became honest.
The huge body of the Ice Wind Jiao smashed into a lake, splashing a large wave of water.
It spewed out a vast expanse of cold air, and the ice lake instantly froze, and countless white cold air emerged from its body, which turned into thick ice armor, protecting the whole body.
Several strands of silver lightning struck the body of the Ice Wind Flood Dragon, and the ice layer suddenly burst, but soon, a large amount of white cold air appeared on the body of the Ice Wind Flood Dragon, and a thick ice armor appeared again.
Countless silver arcs appeared on Lei Feng's body, his wings flapped non-stop, strong winds blew up, and several silver lightning struck his body. His dozen or so feathers were scorched black, some bloodstains could be vaguely seen, and his aura was quite sluggish. .
The rumbling thunder continued, the two dark clouds rolled violently, and the thick silver lightning struck down one after another, with an astonishing momentum.
Wang Qingling's face was full of sadness, the Ice Wind Jiao could only rely on itself to hit the fourth rank, either successfully enter the fourth rank or die, the fourth rank is also a threshold for spirit beasts.
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