Fifty years have passed since spring and autumn.
Qinglian island is a huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is a huge lake in the valley. A blue attic is built on the lake, with cornices and arches, carved beams and painted buildings.
The calm lake suddenly burst open, and countless lakes flew into a blue flying sword, as many as thousands.
The door of the attic suddenly opened and a burly young man in blue came out.
The young man in blue shirt has a blue sword box with a pattern of waves on his back.
Wang Lihe, a sword cultivator, has entered the period of transformation.
He entered the period of incarnation more than 200 years ago, but he didn''t have the treatment of Wang Qingshan. He had only three flying swords. Each flying sword is a heavenly treasure, which is very good.
Wang Lihe doesn''t disdain to compare with other magic sword repairs. He just wants to surpass Wang Qingshan.
Wang Lihe shook his sleeve, a blue sword light swept out and jumped up. The blue sword light carried him high into the sky.
Flying against the sword is the unique means of sword cultivation, which controls the flying of sword light.
After thousands of years of development, Qinglian island is thriving.
Looking along Wang Lihe''s eyes, there are towering peaks in the distance, pavilions, palaces, gardens and waterside pavilions, towering ancient trees, jagged rocks and strange flowers and plants nearby.
Friars of the Wang family either drive the spirit birds to fly over the sky, or use Taoism to fly over the sky. What''s more, they sit on the back of a huge dragon.
When Wang Lihe saw other people, he couldn''t help showing a proud expression on his face. The Wang family didn''t develop for a long time, but with the help of two refining friars, I don''t know how many scattered monks broke their heads and wanted to join the Wang family.
Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of thunderbolt from the sky. Countless light spots emerged in the void, colorful, like fireworks. These light spots slowly gathered into auspicious clouds with different colors.
Less than half an hour later, thousands of auspicious clouds gathered over Qinglian island.
Auspicious clouds of five colors: green, red, gold, yellow and blue. They gather together and fly in a certain direction.
"This is... The old ancestor of green mountain is attacking the period of refining emptiness!"
Wang Lihe took a deep breath and became excited.
Only Wang Qingshan and Wang Mengbin and Wang Lihe met Wang Mengbin some time ago. Needless to say, it must be Wang Qingshan who is in the period of impact and emptiness.
The friars on the island were soon shocked by this vision, and some people recognized that some people were attacking the virtual period.
"No one is allowed to fly five hundred miles from the cloud peak. Violators will be severely punished!"
Wang Ruyan''s voice suddenly sounded and spread all over Qinglian island.
On Qinglian peak, Wang Ruyan stood in a blue stone pavilion with dignified eyes.
Wang Changsheng has been away for more than 60 years and hasn''t come back. Fortunately, the life soul lamp he left in the family hasn''t been extinguished. It should be all right.
Wang Qingshan is in the period of Feiyun peak impacting on refining emptiness. Feiyun peak is next to the burial sword peak, which has tens of thousands of flying swords, and the number is increasing. This is the sword tomb established by the Wang family. The Wang family uses the sword tomb to cultivate a flying sword, just like Taiyi Xianmen to cultivate Taiyi sword.
At feiyunfeng, Wang Qingshan sat over a Dharma array. His eyes were closed. A silver flying sword floated over his head. Nine green glass swords flew around Wang Qingshan and made a loud sound of swords.
After a while, the sky suddenly darkened, and huge auspicious clouds floated in the air, forming a huge five-color vortex.
Wang Qingshan opened his eyes, and the sword light passed through his eyes.
The silver sword suddenly burst into dazzling sword light, and the five-color vortex rolled violently, and five-color raindrops fell. These raindrops are pure five element aura.
The five color rain drops on the silver sword, and the body of the silver sword slowly increases.
Outside Feiyun peak, gusts of wind blew on the island, and a large number of fire bamboo swayed left and right. The people temporarily stopped flying at high altitude to avoid being affected.
Half a day later, a thick blue sword light rose from Feiyun peak and went straight into the sky. A huge blue flying sword appeared above Feiyun peak out of thin air.
Blue flying sword is not an entity, but an empty body.
There are many forms of Dharma, most of which are human forms, as well as sword, tree, flower, grass, spirit beast and other forms.
The swords flew to the island, and the lost swords flew to the sky.
"Fa Xiang!"
Wang Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes were full of joy. There were five elements of Lei Xiao Fu in his hand. It was no problem for Wang Qingshan to survive the six or nine thunder robberies.
A deafening thunder came from the sky, and the weapons floating in the sky fell one after another.
A huge thunder cloud suddenly appeared over Feiyun peak. After a blur, it was divided into six groups. Each group of thunder cloud has countless electric arc flashes, and countless thunder snakes can be seen swimming.
Six nine thunder robbery!
With a deafening thunder, a thick silver lightning fell and disappeared after disappearing into Feiyun peak.
Lightning flashed and thundered, and thick lightning broke through the sky and cleaved to Feiyun peak.
On a steep peak, Wang Mengbin stood on the top of the mountain. He looked at the thunder clouds in the sky. His face was dignified and his eyes showed a little worried.
A large number of Wang family friars watched from a distance, and their faces showed worried expressions.
If Wang Qingshan enters the period of refining emptiness, it is a great good thing for the family and for individuals. The family will certainly have great benefits.
As time went by, lightning struck down one after another, disappeared into the flying cloud peak and disappeared.
After the time of a cup of tea, a thundercloud of more than 100 feet was floating in the air.
The bluestone square where Wang Qingshan is located has been turned into ruins. Nine green glass swords float around him. The aura is slightly dim. A thick silver light curtain covers Wang Qingshan. It is the five element thunder Xiao Fu.
There was a thundering sound from high above. After that, the thunder clouds rolled violently, turned into a silver giant tiger more than 100 feet long, and went straight to Wangqing mountain.
Wang Qingshan was not afraid at all. As soon as the formula of the sword changed, the nine green glass swords suddenly burst into a harsh sound of the sword, and instantly integrated into one, turned into a green giant sword, and went to the silver giant tiger.
With a loud noise, the silver giant tiger was cut in half by the giant sword. A huge silver scorching sun suddenly rose and flooded most of the flying cloud peaks.
After a while, the silver scorching sun dispersed and revealed a huge pit. Wang Qingshan stood in the void out of thin air, covered with a looming silver light screen. The silver light flashed, and the silver light screen turned into a glittering seal character, which was the five element thunder Xiao sign.
The power of this five element thunder Xiao talisman costs more than half and cannot support another god turning friar to survive the six or nine thunder robberies. There should be no problem resisting one or two rounds of thunder robberies.
Wang Ruyan fell from the sky and looked concerned.
"Castle Peak, are you okay?"
Wang Qingshan shook his head, smiled and said, "I''m fine. Aunt nine and uncle nine are closed again?"
"No, he went to the wilderness for Meng Bin''s method of refining emptiness."
Wang Ruyan said truthfully.