Time flies, years fly by, and thousands of years have passed.
Cangyuan Mountains, a manor covering an area of 100 acres.
Wang Yulan was sitting in a blue stone pavilion, with three men and one woman standing in front of her.
There are more and more Void Refining cultivators in the Wang family, and the number of skilled talents has also grown accordingly.
The four of them are all sixth-level Talisman Makers, and Wang Yulan is giving them instructions.
Wang Yulan also grew up and began to teach the younger generations.
"You go back and practice more. I hope you can all refine the Heavenly Thunder Spirit Talisman for the next assessment."
Wang Yulan is responsible.
The clan members of the Economic and Trade Hall collected resources for cultivating immortals in the Qingli Sea area, focusing on collecting the animal skins of sixth-level Lei Kun, transporting them back to Xuanling Continent, and handed them over to the clan's sixth-level talisman maker to refine the Heavenly Thunder Spirit Transformation Talisman.
"Yes, Ancestor Yulan."
The four of them agreed and bowed down.
Wang Yulan took out a message plate with silver light and entered a magic formula. A respectful man's voice sounded: "Ancestor Yulan, Senior Li from Zhenhai Palace is here to visit. He said he wants to exchange ideas with you on how to make talismans."
Currently, the only seventh-level talisman maker in Zhenhai Palace is Li Yaoyao. She is stationed in a part of Zhenhai Palace, which is relatively close to the Cangyuan Mountains. She occasionally comes over to exchange talisman-making techniques with Wang Yulan.
"Bring Fairy Li to my residence, and I will receive her personally."
Wang Yulan ordered.
"Yes, Ancestor Yulan."
Putting away the communication tray, Wang Yulan took out the tea set and made tea.
Not long after, Li Yaoyao came over.
This was not the first time that Li Yaoyao came here, and she was not polite. She walked to sit next to Wang Yulan, took the teacup handed over by Wang Yulan, took a sip, and the two started chatting.
"Fairy Wang, has Senior Sister Wang not come out of seclusion yet?"
Li Yaoyao asked about Wang Ruyan's situation.
"Not yet. If our ancestor comes out of seclusion, I will notify..."
Before Wang Yulan finished speaking, she seemed to notice something and looked up into the sky.
Colorful points of light emerged in the void, reaching as far as the eye could see, covering the entire Cang Yuan Mountain Range with an astonishing momentum.
"This is?"
Li Yaoyao was slightly stunned.
Is this someone attacking the integration period? There was too much movement! It doesn't quite look like it. Could it be that he is practicing a secret technique or some secret technique? Will it cause visions?
As if guided by some kind of guidance, these five-colored light spots converged in a certain direction, forming a huge five-colored cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky became dark.
The Wang family monks were shocked. It was the first time for them to encounter this situation and they didn't know what happened.
"No one is allowed to come close to Cang Yuan Peak Baili. Violators will be severely punished."
A cold female voice sounded, spreading throughout the Cang Yuan Mountains.
Five people, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingcheng, Wang Lihe, Wang Yingjie, and Liu Hongxue, stood on the top of a peak. Their faces were solemn, looking towards Cang Yuan Peak.
Wang Changsheng is in the Mahayana stage, and this is just the first stage. He took the Jiuqu Linglong Fruit, which caused visions. The second stage is that the Dharma and himself become one.
A ray of blue light flew up from Cang Yuan Peak and turned into a hazy human-shaped shadow, more than ten feet high.
As soon as the appearance of the Dharma appeared, strong winds arose and dark clouds gathered.
Wang Ruyan took out a blue communication disk and typed in a spell. Wang Yulan's voice sounded: "Ancestor, Fairy Li from Zhenhai Palace is a guest in Cangyuan Mountains. Do you think?"
"We have important matters to deal with and it is inconvenient to entertain Junior Sister Li. Please send Junior Sister Li away!"
Wang Ruyan ordered.
If it is normal, forget it, Wang Changsheng attacks the Mahayana period, it would be better for Li Yaoyao, an outsider, to leave.
"Yes, ancestor."
Wang Yulan put away the interrogation tray and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Fairy Li."
"It's okay, I understand. Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."
Li Yaoyao saw Wang Yulan's worry and said wisely.
To make Wang Yulan so nervous, there must be monks attacking the Mahayana stage. There are so many integrated monks in the Wang family, and the one who agrees with this condition is either Wang Changsheng or Wang Ruyan.
Wang Yulan nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and sent Li Yaoyao away in person.
Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue dismissed the tribesmen in the Cangyuan Mountains to prevent the aftermath of the Eighty-Ninth Thunder Tribulation from harming the tribesmen.
With Cang Yuan Peak as the center, an area with a radius of millions of miles was blocked by the Wang family. On the outermost periphery, the monks leading the team, Wang Ruyan and other fusion monks guarded the last line of defense.
Cangyuan Peak is a bluestone square covering an area of 1,000 acres. Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged in a yellow magic circle, with his eyes slightly closed and his hands making seals.
He took a deep breath and pinched the magic formula.
Five-colored clouds rolled violently, and large five-color raindrops poured down, falling on the Dharma one after another.
The Dharma Appearance absorbed the five-color raindrops and slowly grew in size.
After a while, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes, squeezed the magic formula, opened the mouth of the Faxiang and inhaled, and the five-color spiritual cloud flew into the mouth of the Faxiang. The size of the Faxiang grew rapidly, and the spiritual light around his body flashed continuously.
He kept knitting his fingers together, and the Dharma slowly merged into his body, becoming one with him.
Wang Changsheng's face turned red, the veins on his body were exposed, and he felt like his body was about to burst.
After a cup of tea, Faxiang and Wang Changsheng completely merged into one, and their whole body shone with a dazzling spiritual light.
Wang Changsheng felt that a model lake suddenly appeared in front of him in a secluded small courtyard with green tiles. Wang Mingyuan and Liu Qing'er were sitting in a blue stone pavilion.
"Send Changsheng to be a heavenly master in Ping'an County? Why don't you send someone else but insist on sending Changsheng?"
Liu Qing'er complained.
"Hey, the family is undergoing reform now. As the head of the family, I have to take the lead and send the elder to Ping'an County to be a master. Then I can send other juniors to work and save some resources."
Wang Mingyuan sighed, his face full of helplessness.
"Qinglianshan father, mother."
Wang Changsheng muttered to himself, and when his spiritual thoughts swept over him, he found that he had returned to his appearance of fourteen or fifteen years old.
This is the third level, the inner demon level.
"Father, mother, please stop talking. My child is willing to go to Ping'an County to become a heavenly master."
Wang Changsheng said, his young face full of seriousness.
Wang Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "After having a son, I went to Ping'an County, but I can't give up practicing."
"I got it, Dad."
Wang Changsheng agreed.
"Wait a minute. Mom will make some snacks for you. Take them with you."
Liu Qing'er sighed.
Wang Changsheng nodded and agreed.
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Wang Ruyan and other comrades stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards Cangyuan Peak.
"The dharma of our ancestors has become one with itself. If you pass the inner demon barrier, you will be able to cause eight or nine thunder tribulations."
Wang Lihe's voice was heavy and his eyes were fixed on Cang Yuan Peak.
Wang Ruyan nodded. Throughout the ages, many fused monks have tried to reach the Mahayana stage, only to fall at the Heart Demon Pass.
Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue looked at Cang Yuan Peak. It was also a good thing for them to be able to observe Wang Changsheng's impact on the Mahayana stage, and maybe they could learn something from it.
