Qingguo, Black Eagle Mountains.

This is a branch of the Wang family, and Wang Youshan is the head of the family.

Under normal circumstances, Wang Youshan is practicing in seclusion, and her tribe will not disturb her easily. Clan affairs are resolved through consultation between the three elders.

In a secret room, Wang Youshan was practicing, and a curtain of blue water covered her whole body.

After a while, the blue water curtain dispersed, and Wang Youshan opened her eyes and let out a long breath.

"Finally advanced to the sixth level of pill formation."

Wang Youshan beamed with joy. She had been in seclusion for more than ten years and finally reached the sixth level of alchemy.

She stood up and walked out. At this moment, a rapid scream sounded. Wang Youshan took out a palm-sized cyan dharma plate and inserted a magic formula. A man's voice of joy suddenly sounded: "Old ancestor, it's so big.

Happy news, the family is going to rebuild Qinglian Villa."

"What? Rebuild Qinglian Villa?"

Wang Youshan was stunned at first, then her face became excited.

As a member of the tribe who was lucky enough to escape the disaster, she is even more eager to rebuild Qinglian Villa and return to her ancestral land.

"Yes, this is the order of the ancestors of Qingshan. The ancestors asked us all to move to our ancestral home, Qinglian Villa. What do you think?"

"Convene the clan elders immediately to discuss the matter and relocate the clan as soon as possible."

Wang Youshan ordered in a deep voice, she had been dreaming about this day.

"Yes, ancestor."

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Tianfeng Merchant Alliance, a green mountain peak full of exotic flowers and plants.

In a very large courtyard, Wang Meng Yang was playing chess with a beady young woman in a green skirt.

Wang Meng Yang was originally ordered to join the Tianfeng Merchant Alliance, but now he is able to take on his own role. He relied on the strength of his family to advance to the Danjie stage and has reached the seventh level of Danjie.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I can't go down anymore, I can't go down anymore, I lost to you again."

The young woman in the green skirt threw away the chess piece in her hand and sighed.

Wang Meng Yang smiled knowingly and said: "Hey, as we agreed, I will follow Elder Sun to escort the goods to Northern Xinjiang."

The Tianfeng Merchant Alliance wants to escort a batch of goods to the Immortal Cultivation World in Northern Xinjiang. The Tianfeng Merchant Alliance is planning to hold an auction in Northern Xinjiang. This is a big deal.

At this moment, a clear sound of birdsong suddenly sounded. Wang Meng Yang took out a light blue dharma plate from his sleeve, entered a dharma formula, and his eyes lit up.

"Mrs. Liu, you and Elder Sun go to Northern Xinjiang! I can't go."

"Why?"

Wang Meng Yang put down the Dharma plate and said with some excitement: "The Wang family has rebuilt Qinglian Villa. Elder Jin has an order. I will follow him to attend the celebration."

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Central Plains, Yan Dynasty.

The Wanxian Mountains are located in the northwest of the Yan Dynasty, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles. This is the seat of the Wanxian Division.

There is a towering peak reaching into the clouds. On the top of the peak stands a magnificent golden palace, with the three characters "Ten Thousand Immortals Palace" written on the plaque.

In the hall, Chen Hongguang was talking to Wang Tianwen.

"What? Rebuild Qinglian Villa?"

Wang Tianwen was surprised and happy. He is currently the deputy commander of Wanxian Division and has great authority.

The royal family is naturally aware of Wang Tianwen's relationship with the Wang family, otherwise Wang Tianwen would never have been promoted so quickly.

"That's right, the emperor asked me to go with you. Xiaoyou Wang, you go back and pack up before setting off tomorrow."

Wang Qingshan sent someone to send a letter to the Dayan Royal Family, inviting the Dayan Royal Family to join the Wang family in rebuilding the Qinglian Villa. To be honest, there was not much success in this job.

One more Dan-forming monk was sent to participate, but other small forces were replaced, and the royal family was too lazy to send anyone to participate.

Rebuilding Qinglian Villa is of great significance to the Wang family monks, but for other forces, this matter is not commendable.

"Yes, Senior Chen."

Wang Tianwen agreed wholeheartedly, looking excited.

He had been looking forward to this day for many years, and finally it came.

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South China Sea, Red Moon Sea.

In a certain sea area, a bloody rainbow appeared in the sky and quickly passed through the sky.

A white light suddenly lit up in the void ahead, and the blood-colored rainbow suddenly stopped, and the light faded, revealing Zhou Sihong's figure.

Zhou Sihong's clothes were stained red with blood, his left arm was missing, and there was a blood hole as big as a fist in his abdomen. His right leg was scorched black, with a burning smell coming out. His right arm was dripping with blood, and his bones were vaguely visible.

Two fists were no match for four hands. He was seriously injured and had not yet recovered. More than a dozen Nascent Soul monks came to kill him. He used the Heavenly Spirit Treasure to fight his way out of the siege and almost died.

It’s good that he can display the strength of the early stage of Yuanying. If he is blocked by the human Yuanying monks, the consequences will be disastrous.

The Blood Demon Blade in Zhou Sihong's hand erupted with dazzling blood and emitted an extremely foul smell of blood.

The white light stopped and faded, revealing a beady young woman in a silver dress. Judging from her aura, she was clearly a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.

"Wait a minute, I have no interest in fighting fellow Taoists to the death. If you take action, you will attract other fellow Taoists immediately."

The young woman in the silver dress frowned and said in a sincere tone.

"What do you mean? You want to let me go? Do you want the Blood Demon Blade?"

Zhou Sihong's eyes were a little uncertain, with a sneer on his face.

"I want it, are you willing to give it? Without further ado, I can tell you that places where there may be space passages are guarded by experts, and there are even god-transformation monks stationed in some places. If you act rashly, you are just asking for your own death.

Three million miles east of the Moon Palace, there are several secret space nodes there. The Sun and Moon Palace have sent people to guard them, but outsiders don’t know. If you go there, you might be able to open a space passage. Believe it or not, I should

It’s all said and done.”

The young woman in the silver skirt said slowly that she was none other than Zhang Wuchen who had changed his appearance.

She wants to take revenge, but the premise is that the Sun and Moon Saints cannot advance to the stage of becoming gods, which is a difficult thing to say.

If the Sun and Moon Saints advance to the stage of becoming gods, the chance of her taking revenge is zero.

If he could use the help of demons to severely damage the Sun and Moon Palace, Zhang Wuchen would have a greater chance of revenge.

"You know that if I want to open the space channel, aren't you afraid that the demons will harm the world of immortality in the South China Sea?"

Zhou Sihong asked with some confusion.

"Hmph, what does the safety of the immortal world in the South China Sea have to do with me? The world is so big, there is no place for me, believe it or not."

Zhang Wuchen looked disdainful. As long as she could get revenge, it didn't matter whether Nanhai was reduced to rubble. She only cared about the results, not the process.

Zhou Sihong frowned, as if he didn't believe Zhang Wuchen's words.

"Someone is coming. If you don't leave, you won't have a chance."

After Zhang Wuchen said these words, he turned into little white lights and disappeared.

Zhou Sihong took a deep breath, and the blood on his body swelled up, turning into a bloody rainbow that broke through the air and disappeared into the sky not long after.
Chapter completed!