Spring passes and autumn comes, and a year passes quickly.
Golden Turtle Island, the main altar of Taiyang Sect.
In Taiyang Palace, Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on a green futon, holding a green jade slip in his hand, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
At Yang Hongji's sincere invitation, Wang Qingshan took charge of the Taiyang Sect to protect the peace of the Taiyang Sect.
In return, Taiyang Sect presented a piece of Tianyan Divine Crystal, which is a fifth-level weapon refining material.
In addition, Taiyang Sect helped Wang Qingshan to inquire about intelligence and collect resources for cultivating immortals.
The Tianhai Realm is the direct interface of the Xuanyang Realm. You can ascend in the middle stage of becoming a god, but from which position you ascend is open to debate. After the Taiyang Sect's founder ascended to the Xuanyang Realm, he accidentally wandered in a wild land. Not only did he have to encounter wild and strange things, The beast was chasing him, and he had to go through a small tribulation, and after several life and death attempts, he returned to the Xuanling Continent.
Wang Qingshan can ascend now, but he has to find a safe place to ascend to the human territory of Xuanling Continent. If he lands on the territory of the alien race, he will die.
He almost lost his life while traveling through the parallel interface, and he didn't dare to be careless about ascending to the upper realm. He planned to prepare a few more treasures. It would be best to wait for Master Taiyang to send someone to the lower realm and go to Xuanyang Realm with him.
What he has to do now is to collect a few more treasures before the reinforcements sent by Taiyang Zhenren arrive, protect the Taiyang Sect, and form a good relationship.
A transmission note flew in and landed in front of him.
He crushed the transmission talisman, and Yang Hongji's voice suddenly sounded: "Senior Wang, we have used the formation to contact the ancestor. Please come over, the formation will not last long."
Wang Qingshan's eyes lit up and he walked out quickly.
Yang Hongji stood outside Taiyang Palace, looking nervous.
"We have contacted our ancestors at the Patriarch Hall. Senior Wang, please come with me."
After Yang Hongji said these words, he turned into a ray of light and flew towards the distance, and Wang Qingshan quickly followed.
Not long after, they appeared in a bluestone square covering an area of 10,000 acres. There were two statues standing on the square. In addition to Taiyang Zhenren, the other statue was Wang Qingshan.
Yang Hongji was grateful for Wang Qingshan's kindness, and sent people to rush to build a statue of Wang Qingshan, and recorded Wang Qingshan's rescue deeds in the history of Taiyang Sect, so that his disciples would always remember him.
Yang Hongji knew very well that if their ancestor had not been in the Xuanyang Realm, Wang Qingshan might not have been in charge of the Taiyang Sect. Without the god-transforming monks in charge, the Taiyang Sect would not have been able to survive this test. The Xuanyu Palace, which is as famous as the Taiyang Sect, has been destroyed. The Blood Shadow Clan was wiped out.
Wang Qingshan didn't care about false reputation at all, but Wang Qingshan was very pleased that Yang Hongji did this. No one wants to save a white-eyed wolf. Those who know how to repay kindness will be helped by others next time.
Behind the statue is a magnificent palace, with the three characters "Palace of the Patriarch" written on the plaque.
Walking into the Patriarch's Hall, I came to a side room. There was a magic circle more than a thousand feet in size. In the center of the magic circle was a small piece of Jinhuan Shenjing. A human-shaped shadow was floating in the sky above the magic circle. It was Tai. Yang Zhenren.
"Junior Wang Qingshan, pay my respects to senior."
Wang Qingshan said respectfully, looking a little nervous.
He has already learned from Yang Hongji that Master Taiyang is currently a fusion cultivator, and that above the transformation of gods, he is refining the void, merging the body, and Mahayana.
"Young friend Wang, there is no need to be polite. Thank you for your help. I am very grateful. The Jinhuan Divine Crystal cannot last long, so I will make a long story short. I used the soul-splitting lower realm, but unfortunately it failed. There is no rare treasure like the world-breaking disk. Xuanyang Realm monks cannot go down to the realm, but I have contacted the Xuanqing sect, and they have sent three god-transforming monks to go down to the realm. You and they will deal with the Blood Shadow Clan, and they will bring you up."
Master Taiyang said slowly.
If you want to separate the soul from the lower realm, you must have the material of transmutation stone, otherwise the separated soul will be strangled by the power of the interface.
Taiyang Zhenren only has a world-changing stone in his hand. He tried it himself and failed. This shows how difficult it is to separate the soul from the lower realm. It is completely a matter of luck. If you fail once, you will need to cultivate this secret skill for hundreds of years or more. For a long time, a boundary stone is needed.
In desperation, he could only ask for help from the Xuanqing Sect. Fortunately, the Xuanqing Sect had already sent people down to the lower realm.
"What? Failed?"
Wang Qingshan's face turned ugly. He still expected the Taiyang Sect monks to take him to Xuanyang Realm!
"To cast the Soul Splitting Lower Realm, you need a Boundary Transformation Stone. The Boundary Transformation Stone is a one-time consumable. I only have one on hand. I have already said hello to the people from the Xuan Qing Sect. They will send someone to contact you. After solving the Blood Shadow Clan, they will take you When we get to the Xuanyang Realm, by the way, there should be particularly rare resources for cultivating immortals in the Tianhai Realm, otherwise the Xuanqing Sect would not send people down to the realm. If you can bring them up, I will reward you generously."
Master Taiyang's tone was full of temptation.
Taiyang Sect was founded by Taiyang Zhenren himself, and he had deep feelings. He just wanted to go to the lower world. The Xuanqing Sect sent three god-transformation monks from the Breaking Boundary Pan Sect to go down to the lower world. It was definitely not a good intention.
"Rare resources for cultivating immortals?"
Wang Qingshan was slightly stunned.
"I don't know what it is exactly. I originally wanted to borrow the Xuan Qing Sect's Boundary Disk to send my disciples down to the realm, but the Xuan Qing Sect rejected it. There must be something wrong. If you are worried about being exploited by the Xuan Qing Sect, you can ascend from other places. When it comes to Xuanyang Realm, I know a few places, but I can’t guarantee that they will be within the territory of the human race in Xuanling Continent.”
Master Taiyang mentioned a few locations. When he ascended to the wilderness, he finally survived and caused a minor disaster.
Wang Qingshan wanted to say something else, but the shadow of Taiyang Master flickered and suddenly collapsed.
"No, the power of the Jin Huan Divine Crystal has been exhausted."
Yang Hongji exclaimed, his face turning ugly.
"Xuanqing Sect, a rare resource for cultivating immortals."
Wang Qingshan said to himself, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
Yang Hongji took out a sparkling magic disk from his arms, entered a magic formula, and frowned.
"Senior Wang, there is a senior named Sun coming to visit. He claims to be from the Xuanqing sect. Do you think that?"
Yang Hongji asked cautiously.
"Invite him in quickly, right in the guest reception hall!"
Wang Qingshan ordered.
Yang Hongji responded, typed in a spell, and made a series of gestures.
"There is no more Jinhuan Divine Crystal?"
Wang Qingshan pointed at the gray-white ore and asked with a frown.
Yang Hongji smiled bitterly and said: "No more, just this small piece, maybe someone from the Xuanqing sect has it!"
Wang Qingshan nodded and strode out.
Arriving at the guest reception hall, Wang Qingshan sat down at the main seat.
Not long after, a red escaping light flew in. It was an old man in red robes who was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his aura was a bit stronger than Wang Qingshan.
"I'm Sun Feng, are you Daoist Wang?"
The old man in red robe asked with a stern tone.
"Exactly, what do you have to say, Fellow Daoist Sun?"
Wang Qingshan said politely.
"I guess Fellow Daoist Wang has already contacted Master Taiyang! You cooperate with us to deal with the invading Blood Shadow Clan, and we will take you to the Xuanyang Realm by the way."
Sun Feng said in a commanding tone. They were both monks of the Transformation God, but the magical powers and secrets mastered by the Xuanyang Realm Transformation God were far inferior to those of the Lower Realm Transformation God, not to mention that he also had many treasures.
