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Royal Demon Country, Taoshan.

In a certain secret room, Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on a futon, with hundreds of cyan flying swords floating around him.

With his breathing and breathing, hundreds of cyan flying swords swayed at the same time, and there seemed to be some connection between the two.

After a while, Wang Qingshan opened his eyes, and a gleam of light shot out from his eyes. Hundreds of cyan flying swords sounded a crisp screeching sound, merged into one, and turned into a green flying sword. , inspiring.

"After seven years of seclusion, I finally resolved the bottleneck and entered the seventh floor of Foundation Establishment."

Wang Qingshan sighed lightly and muttered to himself, his eyes full of joy.

Xuanpin and Huangpin exercises are simple to practice, but there are many bottlenecks. He has been stuck on the sixth floor of the foundation building for more than 20 years, and now he has finally resolved the bottleneck and advanced to the seventh floor of the foundation building.

He rushed towards the cyan flying sword in front of him, the cyan flying sword disappeared, and walked out.

He lives in a cyan attic, with a large piece of cyan bamboo planted at the entrance, a breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves make a rustling sound.

Wang Qingshan took out a message board and entered a magic formula.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, but there was no response from the communication board. He frowned slightly and said to himself, "Is it possible that you are in retreat?"

When his tactic changed, Wang Qiuling's voice sounded from the communication board: "Qibo, are you out of the customs?"

"Well, where's your Uncle Twelve! Did he retreat or go on a mission?"

The Twelfth Uncle in his mouth was naturally Wang Qingjun.

"Twelfth Uncle and Tenth Aunt brought a group of young children with spiritual roots back to the clan. They have already left. Taoshan's affairs are temporarily handled by me and Qiu Ming. What is the seventh uncle?"

Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment, then said: "You and Qiu Ming come to my residence and tell me about the situation of Taoshan and Qinglian Villa in the past few years."

"Yes, Seventh Uncle, we'll come over immediately."

Putting away the communication disk, Wang Qingshan looked at the sky and said to himself, "After so many years, I don't know if Ninth Aunt has entered the stage of forming a pill."

He has been stationed in Taoshan for more than ten years. When the war between the human and the demons ended, Wang Ruyan was already on the eighth floor of the foundation building. After so many years, he must have cultivated to the ninth floor of the foundation building, and he may have entered the stage of forming an elixir.

In the State of Wei, a cyan escaping light quickly swept through the sky.

Qingguang is a huge blue boat that is more than thirty feet long. Hundreds of immortal cultivators are standing on the boat, and their clothes have a blue lotus pattern on them.

Wang Qingjun stood at the front of the giant boat with a faint smile on his face.

He has already cultivated to the sixth floor of the foundation building, and this time he is responsible for escorting a batch of immortal cultivation resources and some young clansmen back to Qinglian Villa.

Over the years, the Wang family has been widely married to other immortal clans. Wang Qingjun has one wife and two concubines. Children without spiritual roots are sent to the secular world after the age of five. Those with spiritual roots are sent back to Qinglian Villa, where they are cultivated by the family and increase their number. A sense of belonging to the family.

"Father, haven't you arrived at Qinglian Villa yet?"

A five- or six-year-old boy in a green shirt pulled Wang Qingjun's shirt and asked curiously.

Wang Qingjun touched the boy's head and said with a smile, "Come on, you'll be able to see your brother and sister later."

Wang Qingjun now has two sons and a daughter. The eldest son and the second daughter are born by the right wife, but their aptitudes are not good. They are all four spiritual roots.

"Brother and sister!" Wang Qiuyu's eyes were wide open, a little curious, but also a little timid.

He heard his father Wang Qingjun say that Qinglian Villa is good, but he lived in Taoshan before, and he has not returned to Qinglian Villa.

After a cup of tea, more than a dozen red lights appeared in front of them. The red lights were huge red giant eagles. On the back of each red giant eagle, there was an immortal cultivator. With a thick smile.

"Welcome Twelfth Uncle home, this time the harvest is not small! I also brought back a lot of clansmen."

Wang Qingjun nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Continue to patrol and do your job well."

"Yes, Uncle Twelve."

The patrolling cultivator left, and the giant blue boat quickly flew towards Qinglian Villa.

After a quarter of an hour, the blue giant boat stopped, and a large piece of yellow mist covered it, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Wang Qingjun took out a square token with a blue lotus pattern engraved on it.

After he injected mana into the token, the cyan lotus flower suddenly brightened and turned endlessly, as if a living thing, a cyan light flew out and disappeared into the yellow mist.

The yellow mist rolled and disappeared for a while, and a lush peak appeared in front of them.

From halfway up the mountain, you can see a large area of ​​buildings, courtyards and pavilions, with different styles. There are many exotic flowers and plants planted on the mountain. Looking around, the mountains are green and lush, and it has the taste of a fairyland.

Several courtyards were shrouded in a large white mist, making it difficult to see what was inside.

Hundreds of cultivators entered and exited these buildings, looking very busy.

Wang Qiuyu's eyes widened, curiously looking at "home" in Wang Qingjun's mouth.

"Is this the Qinglian Villa? It's so big and full of spiritual energy."

"I've heard from my parents for a long time that Qinglian Villa is very good, but I didn't expect it to be so big."

"It's nice to live here in the future."

The young boy on the azure flying boat looked curiously at the Qinglian Villa below, talking non-stop.

Wang Qingjun controlled the cyan flying boat and slowly fell towards the ground~www.readwn.com~ At this moment, the cloudless sky suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the work was wildly performed, and a large ray of light suddenly appeared over Qinglian Mountain.

The spiritual energy in a radius of dozens of miles seemed to be guided by some kind of direction, and rushed towards Qinglian Villa, forming a huge vortex.

The change in spiritual energy caught the attention of the monks of the Wang family, and a large number of clansmen rushed out of their residences, looking at the vortex high in the sky and pointing.

At present, Wang Changsheng is an alchemy cultivator in the Wang family, and Wang Changsheng was in the alchemy stage at the Taiyi Immortal Gate. No one knows what this vision represents.

At this moment, Wang Changyue flew into the air and instructed loudly, "Sister-in-law is in the stage of impacting the formation of pills, all the clansmen will withdraw from Qinglian Villa, so as not to be affected by the thunder calamity."

Wang Qingkai rushed out of his residence. He had long known that Wang Ruyan was in the dank formation stage, so he quickly ordered his clan to evacuate the Qinglian Villa, so as not to be affected by the thunder calamity. The most important thing was not to let them disturb Wang Ruyan in the dank formation stage.

As soon as the vision of the formation of pills appeared, Wang Changsheng was aware of it, and he rushed out of the residence.

Looking at the vortex high in the sky, his eyes were full of worry.

He didn't dare to stay near the thunder calamity, so as not to attract a greater thunder calamity.

Wang Changsheng's family stood in the distance, with worried expressions on their faces.

They all hoped that Wang Ruyan would advance to the stage of forming a pill, but no one dared to guarantee that Wang Ruyan would definitely enter the stage of forming a pill.

The huge vortex over the Qinglian Villa swelled to several miles in size, sparkling with aura and extremely gorgeous.

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