After a while, Su Qianqian said: "Fellow Daoist Shen, Master Wu asked me to take you there. Senior Wang from Qianling Sect is also here."
Su Qianqian flicked her wrist, and a giant cyan crane with wings spread over a hundred feet flew out from the spirit beast bracelet and landed on the ground.
Shen Long responded and walked to the back of the giant blue crane with Su Qianqian.
The giant blue crane flapped its wings lightly, whipping up a gust of wind and flying towards the southwest.
Shen Long looked towards the ground and saw a large number of buildings and many immortal cultivators. There were dozens of god-transformation cultivators. This was sensed by his spiritual consciousness.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, this is the branch of our Jiuyan Sect. You are not a disciple of our Jiuyan Sect. Please do not use your spiritual sense to investigate to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
Su Qianqian reminded.
Shen Long agreed and withdrew his consciousness.
Not long after, the giant blue crane landed in a vast manor, with pavilions, pavilions, and exotic flowers and rocks.
A gentle man in a blue shirt and a graceful woman in a green skirt were sitting in the stone pavilion. On the blue stone table in front of them was a set of exquisite tea sets.
The auras of the man in the green skirt and the woman in the green skirt were as vast as the vast sea. Before they even opened their mouths, they gave Shen Long a strong sense of oppression.
"Void Refining Monk!"
Shen Long's heart condensed and he looked a little nervous.
He searched Bian Xiao's Nascent Soul and learned a lot of information.
Above the transformation of gods are refining the void, integrating the body, and the Mahayana. The highest level of the monks in the Lingshu Realm is the Mahayana.
"What's your name? Did you ascend from the Yuling Sect in the Qian Yang Realm?"
The woman in the green skirt asked.
"Junior Shen Long is indeed promoted from the Yuling Sect, and the Patriarch is the True Lord Yuling."
Shen Long said quickly.
"Isn't your name Shen Hao?"
Su Qianqian's face showed displeasure.
"I'm used to being cautious. Please ask Fairy Su not to argue with me."
Shen Long said politely.
"If I were to ascend from the lower realm, I would not give my real name. None of the monks from the lower realm who landed on the ascension platform would give their real name. This is normal and understandable."
The man in green shirt looked approvingly and took a sip of tea.
"My name is Wang Yuyan, and I am an elder from Qianling Sect. Do you have a portrait of Master Wu?"
The woman in the green skirt continued to ask.
Shen Long quickly took out a cyan scroll and handed it to Wang Yuyan.
The ancestor's natal soul lamp has not been extinguished. Shen Long specially brought the portrait of the ancestor, hoping to use it.
Wang Yuyan opened the blue scroll, glanced at it, nodded, and said, "Yes, it is indeed Master Wu."
She looked at the man in green shirt and said, "Fellow Daoist Wu, Master Nephew Shen is Master Wu's disciple and a disciple of our Qianling Sect. I took him away."
"No problem, it's just a piece of cake. Think about what I told Mrs. Wang again."
The man in green shirt said with a smile.
"No need to think about it, I promise you, you will send someone to get it after a while!"
Wang Yuyan said.
"Okay, thank you very much, Mrs. Wang."
The man in green shirt was smiling.
"I still have something to take care of, so I'll take my leave now. Master Nephew Shen, I'll take you back to the main altar of Qianling Sect."
Wang Yuyan flicked her wrist, and a blue light flew out, revealing a huge blue dragonfly.
The dragonfly has golden eyes and four wings on its back. It is a four-winged windfly in the late fifth level.
Wang Yuyan walked onto the back of the four-winged windfly, and Shen Long quickly followed.
The four-winged windfly flapped its wings lightly, flew high into the sky, and quickly left here.
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There is a quiet manor in the Tianyuan Mountains. The plaque reads "Lei Chong Yuan" and the door is closed.
Yin Hao and Yin Yue stood at the door, looking anxious.
After a while, the gate of Lei Gong Garden opened, and a blue giant ape about 10 feet tall came out and said, "Come in! The master is waiting for you."
The Zhenhai Ape at the late fifth level has reached level 5 blood essence purity and can speak human words.
Yin Hao and Yin Yue responded, followed Zhenhai Yuan in, and came to a quiet courtyard. A tall silver-robed old man was sitting next to a green tea table with an indifferent expression.
"Meet Elder Bian."
Yin Hao and Yin Yue bowed and said in unison.
"Tell me how Bian Xiao died. Don't miss a single detail."
The silver-robed old man ordered.
Bian Ting, in the middle stage of Lianxu, Bian Xiao's great grandfather.
Yin Hao and Yin Yue agreed to tell the truth.
"In other words, you didn't see how Bian Xiao was killed? You only know that he was killed by Shen Long?"
Bian Ting said gloomily.
"Indeed, the art of change he practiced is very powerful. I have sent fifth-level dragons to assist fellow Daoist Bian and Yin Shi. None of them are opponents of Shen Long. It is probably Huo Tianxing who gave him the powerful talisman. Shen Long.”
Yin Hao guessed.
He also found it incredible that even Bian Xiao and Yin Shi couldn't deal with Shen Long even though there was a fifth-level dragon? Huo Tianxing must have given him the powerful talisman, so this makes sense.
"Can I still contact the clansmen in the lower world?"
Bian Ting asked.
"No, the human monks have destroyed the communication array, unless they send people down to the lower realm again."
Yin Hao said.
"There should be a portrait of Shen Long!"
Bian Ting's face showed displeasure.
Yin Yue quickly took out a red scroll and handed it to Bian Ting.
Bian Ting opened the scroll, glanced at it, nodded, and said: "You guys, please step back! It's none of your business."
Yin Hao and Yin Yue breathed a sigh of relief and retreated.
"Shen Long! You'd better not ascend to the Spiritual Hub Realm, otherwise if I encounter you, I will extract your soul and refine it."
Bian Ting said gloomily, with a murderous look on his face.
Bian Xiao was his most valued descendant, and sending him to the lower realm was also a training exercise, but he didn't expect to die in the lower realm.
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The Qianling Mountain Range is located in the middle of the Qinglian Continent and stretches for hundreds of billions of miles. This is the main altar of the Qianling Sect.
A large number of immortal cultivators can be seen deep in the mountains, and their clothes are embroidered with patterns of birds, animals, fish and insects.
In the southwest corner of the mountain range, there is a magnificent palace, with the three characters "Qianling Palace" written on the plaque.
A plump woman in a white dress and a paunchy man in a yellow robe stood in the hall with solemn expressions.
"It's rare for the master's disciple to ascend from the lower world."
The woman in the white dress sighed.
Mo Bingbing, in the late stage of refining the void, is a disciple of True Lord Yuling and the leader of Qianling Sect.
The man in yellow robe nodded and said: "Yes! Since the establishment of our Thousand Spirit Sect, the Ascension Platform has received many monks from the lower world, but none of them are from the Yuling Sect."
Huang Lei, the head of the Qianlingmen Deacon Hall.
"The resources in the lower realm are scarce, and it is not easy to cultivate to the stage of becoming a god. It is a pity that the master has not returned from the trip. He must be very happy to know this news."
Mo Bingbing said with a smile.
Two rays of light flew in and landed in the hall. They were Shen Long and Wang Yuyan.
"We have used the spirit detection array to check and it turns out that Master Nephew Shen is indeed from the Yuling Sect established by Uncle Wu in the lower realm. He led the Yuling Sect to glory. The Yuling Sect is already the largest sect in the Qianyang world."
Wang Yuyan said.
After she took Shen Long back to the Qianlingmen main altar, she notified Mo Bingbing to use a large array to investigate to ensure that there was no problem with Shen Long.
(End of chapter)
