When Wang Qing returned to Mingdong Fairy City, Su Fan and others had already left.
Both Su Fan and Liu Qingwan were taking the final step to break through the Nascent Soul. Their inner calamity had been completed early, and their magic power had been polished to the limit. Only the most critical and difficult step of opening a dojo was left.
However, with their background, Wang Qing is not worried that they will fail.
I think that the next time we meet again, there will be two more Nascent Soul True Lords in the legal domain. If Wang Qing stops moving forward by then, I am afraid that no matter how good his job is, he will not be able to keep up with Su Fan.
Wang Qing took the teleportation array from Mingdong Immortal City back to Tianjian Immortal City, which was naturally extremely fast.
"I don't know where Senior Brother Ye, Senior Brother Chen, and Senior Brother Li are at this time."
When leaving Tianjian Immortal City and returning to the realm of the various sects, Wang Qing couldn't help but look back at this majestic giant city.
Thinking of the first time he saw the Immortal City, he was so amazed and awe-struck, but now, he participated in the Tianjie Hunting and explored an alchemy workshop of the ancient divine refining way. It was a small world in the void, vast and unparalleled.
I also saw the unparalleled magical powers of the first-class sects such as Fuli Sect,
He also encountered the grand scene of the Sky Lantern Festival of the Sky Lantern Demon Sect, as well as the titled Great Demon Lord like the Great Moon Lord who was almost a real demon, and the ancient alien species and true dragon bloodline under Zhenshan Ba.
His wealth has improved even more, and is far from what it used to be.
Wang Qing looked at the Heavenly Sword Immortal City and sighed softly, then turned back to look at the realms of the various sects. He thought of those robbers who used to make small troubles, how childish and naughty they were.
"Mr. Mo, Head Yue, Sister Ming, Palace Master Zhou, and Ancestor Ming Zhang, all of them have attained enlightenment in the realm of law. They must have long been unable to tolerate this cramped territory.
On weekdays, he pretends to form pills and hides among the sect. I'm afraid he just has a sense of helplessness and is just playing games. "
Wang Qing can now understand the thoughts of several True Lord ancestors to a certain extent.
If a real dragon is trapped in a pond, will he show off his greatness to the loach and old turtle?
"However, even though Mo Zongzheng and others are said to be flying dragons in the sky, they have also worked very hard for us disciples. They also have the ambition to lead the sect out of its rut and open up a new world, which is very worthy of admiration."
Otherwise, given the chance, a few of them, like Su Fan and others, would leave their sect and become monks in the realm of law, and they would be able to enjoy a good life, but they would not have to work so hard and busy like now.
Wang Qing gradually calmed down.
My state of mind has also improved greatly.
But it was an unexpected surprise.
"I haven't taken care of the sect's weaving workshop for a long time. I'm afraid they have made a mess. I have to clean it up when I get back, otherwise I won't be embarrassed."
"Um?"
Wang Qing suddenly raised his wrist, and in the Gu insect space, a will came from the Thirteen Yuan Baby.
"Want to eat mulberry trees in the Silkworm Altar?"
Speaking of which, Wang Qing originally planned to refine the Third Sky Seal in the Ancient Silkworm Altar with the help of thousands of years of spiritual mulberry.
It's just that in Qi Zhihe's Golden Mother Way ruins, the Eight Legs of the Witch God broke through the magic weapon first, fed back the mind, and formed the third circle of heart seals in one fell swoop.
Wang Qing thought that he could save the thousand-year spiritual life, but now it seems that it is better for the thirteen-yuan baby to go in again.
"After I go back to the sect and complete the revision of "Chongming Zhenling Gong", we can eat mulberry leaves."
After Wang Qing comforted him, he was about to set up the Divine Light of Benevolence, but suddenly stopped and looked at the Thirteen Yuan Baby again.
"The space between the sects is much thinner and brittle. If the Long Sky Seal is used here, the effect will probably be better. It's only a thousand miles from Siming Mountain. Let me see how many Long Sky Seals are needed."
As soon as his mind moved, he united his mind, and the Divine Soul Pagoda shined brightly, and the Thirteen Yuan Baby emitted a burst of void fluctuations, covering him.
In a dazed moment, there was still half a figure somewhere in the same place.
Siming Mountain, Xunshan Hall.
Mo Changchun, who was meditating on the Three-Day Monument, suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the sect's formation, as if something had hit the formation.
Someone attacked the mountain?
Mo Changchun suddenly felt excited and stood up to put away the Three-Day Monument. His whole body exuded a happy atmosphere.
"Let me see which little baby egg it is."
With his cultivation as the Great True Lord, although he had many thoughts, his movements were so fast, waiting for him to appear at the side of the formation.
The big face of the man who broke into the formation was still attached to the formation, like a big cake hanging in the air.
"Lord Zongzheng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your appearance is even better than before, haha."
Big pie suddenly spoke, startling Mo Changchun.
"You, you are, eh? Wang Qing?"
At this time, Wang Qing finally stood up in the air, took the talisman, walked through the formation, and stood in front of Mo Changchun. The red and white Tianxin mask had not yet been adjusted.
"It's my disciple, Zong Zheng. I miss you to death!! I bah bah bah, I miss you to death!"
Mo Changchun ignored him, put his hands behind his back and circled him three times before saying "tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk".
"Wang Qing, I haven't seen you for a few months, but you look like an old hen climbing up the sycamore tree. If you can't see clearly, you might have thought you were a phoenix."
"Ahem, Zongzheng, why bother making fun of me? I'm just a little phoenix now."
Mo Changchun was indeed somewhat impressed.
With his eyes, he didn't recognize Wang Qing for a moment, which was incredible. You must know "The Secret of Sleeping Cicada", but he passed it on to Wang Qing.
Now I can't see clearly Wang Qing.
There is only one possibility.
Wang Qing modified a more advanced hidden method.
Moreover, Wang Qing was standing in the void at this time. Although the aura around his body was restrained, after all, the climate of the "Turtle Resting Sleeping Cicada Technique" was not perfect enough. Indeed, as he said, there was an inconsistent feeling like a phoenix falling into a chicken coop.
In this regard, he was not as good as Mo Changchun. When he entered the chicken coop, he immediately became a majestic big rooster.
"The spiritual energy came out from the top?"
Wang Qing didn't think he could hide it from Mo Changchun. He nodded reservedly and said in a long voice:
"It's just a few feet, it's nothing."
Mo Changchun looked at his damaged appearance and couldn't help but nodded:
“It’s true that you still need to work hard to make ends meet.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qing saw in Wang Qing's eyes that a ray of spirit suddenly shot out from above his head, which made Wang Qing's eyes look up to the sky, and then he saw the light of the spirit clearly.
"Well."
Mo Changchun released it immediately and closed it without disturbing others. Wang Qing was amazed by this ease.
"You know these are not human beings!!!"
Wang Qing shouted in his heart.
To be able to cultivate to the perfection of the Great True Lord in just a few decades, at least two of them, Mo Changchun and Yue Zongcheng, have unimaginable qualifications.
Mo Changchun was quite amused when he saw his smiling face, so he couldn't help but kindly comforted him:
"You have this opportunity, which is far beyond ordinary people. Don't be discouraged. And I think you have realized something. You hatch eggs in your nest every day. Opportunities will not fall from the sky. You still have to go for it yourself."
The two of them grew lotuses step by step, walking towards the Xunshan Hall from the void. Many disciples looked up and saw only green lotuses and white lotuses, which were quite disappointing.
I thought that when Mr. Wang came back from outside, he would wear some freshly designed pants so that they could keep up with the fashion, but they didn't expect to see it.
Go out and treat us like outsiders.
Wang Qing sat down in the Patrol Hall and briefly talked about his experience, especially the Sky Lantern Festival of the Sky Lantern Demon Sect. He was also afraid of having something unclean standing on his body.
Mo Changchun held out the Three-Day Monument, and a misty green light enveloped Wang Qing in it. After a moment, the shadow of a Kowloon sky lantern appeared above his left shoulder. Inside the sky lantern, there was not a flame, but a flame. It is a big moon, shining brightly, breeding light.
"This should be the sign of the Sky Lantern."
Mo Changchun had obviously heard about the rules of the Sky Lantern Demon Sect and didn't take it to heart. On the contrary, the big moon on the wick made his expression become more solemn.
"The realm of Da Yuezun's magic power has reached an elusive level. Even if I join forces with Senior Brother Yue, I won't be able to eliminate it. We still have to wait until one of us advances to the realm of a god before we can give it a try.
But you don’t need to worry too much. I haven’t heard that there are any bad things about the Sky Lantern Envoys of the Sky Lantern Demon Sect. Maybe you will look down upon some immortal monks who hate the Demon Sect in the future. "
Wang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled when he heard this:
"I'm not afraid of that. I can roll my eyes even better than him."
"..."
Wang Qing temporarily suppressed his worries and told Mo Changchun about the true transmission of the Golden Mother Taoism.
"It seems that these ancient Taoist sects have been acting secretly and have been planning for a long time."
Mo Changchun pondered for a while, keeping this in mind.
There are three things in Wang Qing's plan that need to be explained to Mo Changchun. In addition to the two above, they are the "Turtle Resting Sleeping Cicada Technique". The basis of this technique was taught by Mo Changchun.
Now that he has taken a step further, Wang Qing will naturally repay him with wine.
Mo Changchun took the jade book and savored it carefully for a long time before sighing and saying:
"As expected of the Zhenshan Overlord, this clan is best at deriving techniques. It is said that those who are close to immortals are even able to extrapolate immortal techniques, but I don't know if it's true or not.
Looking at the methods of this overlord Huang Zun, there is a high probability that they are not groundless.
But unfortunately, although this technique is not allowed to be spread among the outside world, it is not something that we can practice. "
"oh?"
Mo Changchun put away the jade book and said with a smile:
"Baxia's opportunity is so amazing. Since it has never asked not to be spread, it naturally has its reason. You are in the Baxia monument and have been contaminated by Baxia's aura for a long time. Only then can you successfully practice the skills derived from it. Law.
The rest of the people cannot succeed. Unless I can meet a mountain-suppressing tyrant, I will have the opportunity to practice the "Turtle Resting Sleeping Cicada Technique". "
Wang Qing suddenly realized.
The two of them reviewed this technique again, and it was mostly Mo Changchun who was talking about it. Wang Qing is now extremely spiritual, has great wisdom, and is full of fantastic ideas. Both of them are very talented in this way, and they are actually The more you talk about it, the more interesting it becomes.
After a long time, he stopped without feeling satisfied.
"This skill is extraordinary. If you can practice it to perfection, find a cat with a corner, and there will be very few people in this world who can find you.
If the sect encounters a catastrophe in the future, I can leave the inheritance to you for safekeeping. I think it will definitely survive. "
Wang Qing shook his head repeatedly:
"Why do Zongzheng say such depressing words? I have several ancestors in Siming Mountain who will lead us and we will surely prosper. Now we are sitting in the Tianlian Dao War Realm and have achieved the second level of Immortal City. It is only one step away. It is a great development that has not been seen in thousands of years." .
I wonder how the exploration of Yuanxin Small Realm and Tianlian Dao War Realm is going? "
Mo Changchun just sighed casually. When he heard Wang Qing's question, he straightened his expression and said:
"Master Fajia has arrived in the small world in person. Junior Sister Ming, Junior Brother Zhou, along with Ancestor and Senior Brother Wen, as well as Ye Fei, Chen Feng, Tan Yu, and Mei Yingyue are also in the Yuanxin Small World. I stayed in the sect just to wait for you."
"Senior Brother Ye is back?"
Wang Qing's eyes were bright and he couldn't help but ask again and again.
When he and Senior Brother Ye parted ways, Senior Brother Ye said that he was going to explore the ruins with a disciple from the Siji Sword Cave, and he didn't know what kind of opportunity he had.
The wonder of "Thirteen Gu Heart Seals" made Wang Qing convinced of Ye Fei's role as the protagonist, thinking that Senior Brother Ye would not be inferior to him.
"Senior Brother Ye hasn't broken through the Nascent Soul, has he?"
Mo Changchun was startled, thinking that Wang Qing would care about the opportunities in Yuan Xin's small world, but he didn't know that he only cared about his senior brother Ye.
It's really delicious.
"Of course not. Do you think Yuanying is just a cabbage? Moreover, the opportunity in Yuanxin's small world is about to be revealed. It will be of great benefit to you to break through Yuanying."
Wang Qing couldn't help but his heart was pounding. Su Fan's innate Tao embryo could give him a 70% to 80% certainty of opening a dojo. If Yuan Xin Xiaojie added more support, wouldn't it be 100%?
"Then let's set off now! Don't delay the sect's important events."
Mo Changchun saw Wang Qing's bright eyes and couldn't help but hide away. He cleared his throat and said:
"If you want to break through the final obstacle of the evil spirit, you still need to exert some strength."
"Um?"
Wang Qing was stunned and suddenly reacted.
"Is Yuan Xinsha not enough?"
Mo Changchun shook his head and nodded again:
"The Yuanxin yarn you originally weaved can no longer withstand the strongest Yuanxin Shensha. For now, there are only two ways. One is to further improve your weaving skills and weave a higher level. Yuan Xinsha.
The second way is to find Yuanxin silk and weave Yuanxin gauze cloak. With your weaving skills, it will be enough. "
After Mo Changchun finished speaking, he added in a deep voice:
“The great cause of our sect now rests entirely on you.
When you weave a suitable Yuanxin Yarn, when will we be able to open the secret treasure? The leader, me, and the Mingzhang ancestors all hope to break through to the realm of the gods, and the day when the Siming Immortal City stands in the legal domain, It's not far. "
Wang Qing's mouth and tongue are dry.
He had countless opportunities along the way, and he was almost half of the protagonist. He thought that after returning to the mountain gate, he would practice great skills and advance his supernatural powers. Then he would take the innate Tao embryo and achieve Nascent Soul. From now on, he would be the light of Siming Mountain instead of What the light of the weaving mill.
Unexpectedly, after returning to the mountain, he was hit on the head without even taking a sip of saliva.
Cross-level weaving?
The future of the sect is entrusted to me...weaving skills?
Wang Qing laughed miserably, stood up staggeringly, and walked back to the peak of Mo Changchun, where the top Yuanxin silk had been prepared, and the brand new loom could be used by his two hands and eight spider legs to work together.
Purple-branch bamboo baskets, baskets, and weaving shuttles are all available.
"Not bad, you should try it once."
Wang Qing's face was indifferent, and he reached out to take the weaving shuttle. His hands were covered with a layer of flowing Taixu glazed light. His eight legs stretched out from behind, and the power of the magic weapon moved vertically and horizontally.
The third level of the Soul Pagoda lights up for the first time, the crimson eyes of the Witch God Spider open, and the flames of the glazed palace lanterns shine brightly.
The thirteen-dollar baby bit its head and tail to form a circle again, turning the three circles of heart seals into the soul pagoda, which became even more mysterious and mysterious.
Mo Changchun stood aside, dumbfounded.
Is this a body-building exercise?
Is this a divine magic weapon?
And this terrifying power of the soul?
Wang Qing didn't look at him either. He was in great pain now. He thought he hated weaving, but sitting in front of the loom with full firepower made him tremble with excitement.
I can!
I can do it!
I am, the light of the weaving workshop! !
