Red moon sea area, green carp island.


    More than ten blue lotus flowers fly over the sky. A tall and straight young man with blue shirt and a graceful young woman with blue skirt stand in the front. The young man with blue shirt is Wang Tianhai, who is responsible for the Silver Snake Island. The young woman with blue skirt is Wang Tianqing.


    Wang Tianqing married into Zhang Jia. In recent years, the relationship between the two families has become closer and closer. Whenever Zhang Jia holds any celebration, the Wang family will send people to attend.


    Today is Wang Tianqing''s seventh 100 day banquet for her grandson. She sent someone to inform Wang Tianhai and invited him to Qingli island for a small gathering.


    Yinshe island is not far away from Qingli island. Wang Tianhai has nothing to do. He takes people to Qingli island as a guest.


    At this time, there was a loud noise from a peak full of strange flowers and grass, and the whole peak was shaking violently.


    Wang Tianqing was surprised and stopped. Wang Tianhai and others were stunned.


    Wang Tianhai has been to Qingli island many times. If he remembers correctly, Zhang Wuchen''s cave seems to be at the peak of the loud noise.


    A group of friars came from afar, headed by Zhang Zhiyang.


    "No one is allowed to go near Wuchen peak. What should I do?"


    Zhang Zhiyang cried out.


    Wang Tianqing didn''t think much about it. She flew to her cave with Wang Tianhai and others.


    On the top of Wuchen peak, there is a blue palace with green bricks and glazed tiles. The plaque reads "Wuchen Palace". This is Zhang Wuchen''s residence.


    Zhang Wuchen sat on the futon in a secret room more than a hundred feet in size. He looked ferocious and his eyes were full of joy.


    Her breath was much stronger than before. After taking the tonifying pill, she made up for the loss of Yuanshen, closed her door and entered the middle period of Yuanying.


    "Elder martial brother Du and elder martial sister Fang, I, situ Mei, will repay the humiliation you have brought me. I want to let Shifu know that her choice is wrong. I am the best choice for the leader of the Sun Moon Palace."


    Zhang Wuchen said with a grim smile. Her eyes were full of bitterness. A little silver light appeared behind her and suddenly turned into a round of silver full moon, which was more than ten feet in size, sending out a sense of coolness.


    Hundreds of years ago, situ Mei and Fang Yue were fighting against each other for the position of the master of the Moon Palace. Du Chang and Fang Yue joined hands to deal with situ Mei, which forced situ Mei to reveal herself. However, she kept her hand and practiced the secret method to cultivate the second spirit. The second spirit was placed on a strange treasure. Zhang Wuchen accidentally got the treasure and was taken away by situ Mei.


    Situ Mei has changed into Zhang Wuchen. If not, how can Zhang Jia rise in hundreds of years? He has changed from a small family with three foundation building monks to an immortal family with three Yuanying monks. The competition in Nanhai is very fierce. I don''t know how many immortal families have disappeared in the long river of history.


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    three years will soon pass.


    On Qinglian Island, Wang Qingling stands on a peak more than a thousand feet high, looking at a huge thunder cloud in the sky, smiling.


    Under the huge thunder cloud, there is a huge valley extending in all directions. A purple Python hovers above a towering ancient tree.


    The body surface of the purple Python is wrapped by purple scales as big as a palm. On its head there is a meat ball similar to a chicken crown, which is very strange.


    It spits out a thick snake letter, and its eyes are full of fear.


    Thunderclouds roared with thunder, lightning and thunder, and thunder snakes danced wildly.


    "Boom!"


    With a deafening thunder, an adult arm thick silver lightning flew out of the huge thunder cloud and accurately split on the purple python.


    It made a painful hiss, and a bright silver ray submerged the purple python.


    Thunder continued, and thick silver lightning came down from the sky, splitting the purple Python below.


    Wang Qingling looked at the silver thunder, and his beautiful eyes showed some worry.


    "Roar!"


    Lying beside Wang Qingling, bingfengjiao sends out a loud dragon chant, which seems to cheer up the purple python.


    Wang Qingling touched bingfengjiao''s head, looked at bingfengjiao and said, "Xiaobai, if only you could enter the fourth level."


    Wang Changsheng has told Wang Qingling to cultivate bingfengjiao carefully. Her family supports her greatly, which greatly reduces Wang Qingling''s burden. It''s really hard for her to raise three third-order spirit beasts by herself.


    In terms of combat power alone, the two pupil rat, the gold swallowing ant, and the soul eating cicada are not the opponents of bingfengjiao. As for Linggui, it is not necessarily the opponent of bingfengjiao.


    It''s not polite to say that bingfengjiao is the most powerful spirit beast of the Wang family. Even Lei Feng, the guardian spirit bird, is not necessarily the opponent of bingfengjiao.


    Lei Feng is already a third-class intermediate product. As a guardian spirit bird, the immortal cultivation resources it obtains are not comparable to those of Bing Feng Jiao.


    No matter bingfengjiao or Leifeng, once they enter the fourth level, the Wang family will have an additional Yuanying monk, which is of great significance.


    After a cup of tea, the thunder clouds dispersed, and the towering ancient trees disappeared. Instead, there was a huge pit more than one thousand feet in size. There was a burst of heat in the pit, and the soil was black."Failed!"


    Wang Qingling was a little disappointed. It would have been very difficult for the boa to turn into a dragon. If it had not been for the Five Dragon Palace''s secret skill of cultivating dragons, the Wang family would not have cultivated many third-order dragons.


    "Let''s go! Xiaobai, let''s go back! I hope there will be another third-order dragon next time. "


    Wang Qingling jumps on bingfengjiao''s back, and bingfengjiao flies towards bailing peak.


    Qinglianfeng, ziyueyuan.


    In the refining room, Wang Changsheng and the purple Moon Fairy sit opposite each other. Nine green flying swords are suspended in front of them. On the surface of the swords, there is a blue sword light about a foot long.


    The green flying sword is about three feet long. Its whole body is crystal clear, and it twinkles with blue light, as if it was made of blue jade.


    Each green flying sword is of the same size. At the same time, they give out a clear sword sound and echo each other.


    "It''s a success, younger martial sister Tian. We''ve made it. It''s finally refined."


    Wang Changsheng was a little excited. Wang Qingshan used this set of flying swords to set up the sword array. Once he was trapped in the sword array, the friars in the middle Yuan Dynasty would be in trouble.


    The purple Moon Fairy wiped the sweat on his forehead, nodded and said: "it''s not a waste of our hard work for so long. Your nephew''s strength must be greatly increased with this set of flying sword."


    "Take a good rest, younger martial sister Tian. I''ll send this set of flying sword to Qingshan. He will be very happy."


    Wang Changsheng said hello to the purple Moon Fairy, rolled up his sleeves, folded up nine green glass swords, and ran out in a hurry.


    Purple Moon Fairy smile, if not know Wang Qingshan is Wang Changsheng''s nephew, purple Moon Fairy thought Wang Qingshan is Wang Changsheng''s son!


    Every time Wang Changsheng made a complete set of flying swords for Wang Qingshan, he was very excited. He was happier than he had a complete set of magic weapons.