White Deer Wang Family.
This family, in the former Yunmengze, was second only to the Yi clan and the four clans, and had a great reputation.
But as foreign monks and millions of mountains continued to enter Yunmeng Ze, the Bailu Wang family became increasingly marginalized.
But for some reason, Zhang Bairen has never forgotten this family, and has been secretly arranging methods for more than ten years, with the purpose of wanting the entire Bailu Wang family.
Hearing Zhang Qing's words, Zhang Bairen suddenly laughed, "In a few days, I will go to the Wang family to propose marriage."
"?" Zhang Qing turned his head, his eyes showing doubts for the first time.
"Wang family?"
Zhang Bairen nodded, "Yes, there is a girl there who is very suitable for me."
Zhang Qing had a strange expression, "I thought you would let the Wang family and Zhao family break up and then take refuge with us."
"That's it, I'm almost successful, aren't I?"
The smile on Zhang Bairen's lips grew bigger and bigger, "The Wang family will have a female head, and I will also become the head of the Zhang family. This is a great opportunity for them."
"What have you done in the past ten years?" Zhang Qing couldn't help but ask.
"What did you do? Fall in love, cultivate your daughter-in-law from a young age. How about it? Do you want to follow suit?"
Zhang Qing was silent, and then looked outside again. On the green mountain, Zhang Baiyu was walking in the wind. The men looked jealous and the women looked envious. They couldn't stop being happy and wanted to show off to anyone they met. .
Well, I just met Zhang Shenxun who had returned, and now he was standing in front of a tree thinking about it.
Soon after, footsteps were heard from behind the door, and Zhang Shenxun walked in from outside.
"The news has been leaked. The Zhao family, Lingyue Chamber of Commerce, and some practitioners wandering nearby want to enter the fourth day fragment through our channels."
Zhang Qing understood, "This is a matter of time. Tell them that one hundred spiritual stones with attributes can allow a Qi-training monk to enter them, one thousand spiritual stones to build the foundation, and ten thousand spiritual stones to plant golden lotus."
"It's a lot of pressure."
"It must be like this. Uncle Yuxian will be sitting there. Those people will not fight with us just for those spiritual stones."
After saying that, Zhang Qing continued to look at Zhang Bairen, "Brother, do you think the spirit stones and source crystals should be returned to the Zhao family?"
The latter was silent, and then thought, "I won't give you the source crystal, but I can give you the spirit stone."
As long as there are source crystals, there will be unlimited attribute spirit stones, even if the Zhao family trades them for fire attribute spirit stones, source crystals.
"But we don't have a fire attribute spirit stone source crystal in our hands yet." Zhang Qing sighed, and he was not sure whether there was a source crystal deep in the spirit stone vein that was currently being mined.
"Change it, but tell the Zhao family that they must trade the third-level spirit wood with us. The family only has one flying boat now, which is not enough."
"Leave this matter to your clan brothers."
The sky, black and white, thunder and flames form Tai Chi, which never changes.
The vision on the eighth day attracted the attention of almost all living beings in this world, and many people entered it to seek opportunities, but until now, several months have passed, and no one has returned.
This phenomenon makes people behind not dare to enter it rashly, and start waiting for a result to appear.
So, countless people waited for a whole year.
One day a year later.
In Zhangjia Qingshan, Zhang Qing slowly opened his eyes in the secret room, and his pupils were black and white.
After standing up, the aura all over his body suddenly became weak, and he fell straight from a golden lotus to a mortal. No one could detect any trace of aura on his body.
"Thunder and Fire Tai Chi actually allowed me to master the immortal transformation so long in advance." Zhang Qing came to the sky, with thunder and fire above his head. One year later, the sky above the Zhang family was no longer the white sea of fire, but black thunder. .
Under the dim sky, everything in the void for several miles around Zhang Qing was becoming ordinary. Even the spiritual energy became like stagnant water, not attracted by anyone.
"Immortal Transformation, I have my first spell..." Zhang Qing's face was filled with joy. He could also do what Qiu Hong could do back then, and he could do it better than the other party.
Boom!
There was a roar overhead, and dazzling lightning spread like the outline of a mountain range, illuminating the dark world for an instant.
The roaring had lasted for several days, and Zhang Qing was also disturbed by this and had to walk out of the retreat.
Looking at the sky, the black and white thunder and fire were slowly becoming clearer, and the unmoving point at the center where the two came into contact turned out to be an infinite glow.
"On the eighth day of the fairy world, will the opportunity conceived be about to mature?"
Zhang Qing was curious, and then he saw shadows leaping from bottom to top in the golden glow.
"Yunshan Jun." Zhang Qing was surprised, but found that Yunshan Jun was moving like this, and no one stopped them.
A loud chirp of cranes spread throughout the fragmented space. Thousands of Yunshan Lords were bathed in the golden glow. The red-crowned white cranes were all covered with a thin layer of gauze, making them extremely sacred.
"It is rumored that Lord Yunshan's ancestor is the White Crane of Thirty-three Heavens. Is this related to this?"
Under the gaze of countless people, Yunshan Jun became the only one under the golden glow, and then a surprising scene appeared.
The golden glow fell on Yunshan Jun, and it gradually changed into snow-white clouds.
"They are weaving, weaving things that do not belong to the human world into the sea of clouds, the sea of clouds that once existed in the fairy world..." Someone in the void revealed the truth and was surprised by Yunshan Jun's ancient craftsmanship.
"No wonder no one stopped them. The era contained in the world of thunder and fire requires things from the fairy world to collect?"
"No, they are welcoming the ninth day of the thirty-three days."
"Ling Xiao is about to appear."
Before the storm comes, there is always the deepest tranquility. In the sky today, there is no Deep Palace Earth Immortal, no powerful masters like Mr. Shujian, and even none of the many Tianmen monks who dance the most happily. Appear.
They were all waiting, waiting for the most eye-catching thing to appear, so that on the eighth day, what was being nurtured in the center of the thunder and fire world was no longer important.
"Ling Xiao..."
The things carried by the Xuanwu Spirit died because of it, and the things that lived because of it were the last remaining things of the Thirty-Three Heavens, perhaps recording those days of the Thirty-Three Days that no one knew about.
There were more and more Yunshan Lords. Perhaps it was not until the golden glow pierced the black and white world of thunder and fire that everyone knew that the number of Yunshan Lords in the Million Mountains actually exceeded one hundred thousand.
Every Yunshan Lord is at least a type of golden lotus, and its bloodline is much stronger than other types of golden lotus. Now there are actually 100,000 of them here.
The black and white sky is disappearing little by little. Whether it is flames or thunder, they are being woven into soft white clouds by Yunshanjun using traditional techniques.
A brilliant sky is appearing in front of everyone little by little.
