Chapter 3742 Qingling’s Resurrection

A hundred years passed quickly.

In Ziweifang City, the streets are spacious, clean, crisscrossed, bustling with traffic, and bustling with people.

There is a nine-story green attic with three characters "Qinglian Tower" written on the plaque. There are many monks coming in and out.

This is a shop opened by the Wang family. It mainly sells fairy weapons, Xuantian treasures, puppet beasts and other things, and also purchases weapon refining materials.

On the seventh floor, Wang Moxin was talking to a burly man in black shirt.

The man in black shirt has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a full beard, a sinister look on his face, and a sinister aura about him.

"Can you ask your ancestors to help you refine a set of immortal weapons?"

Wang Moxin looked troubled. This was not the first time. Loose cultivators in the true immortal stage often asked Wang Changsheng to help him refine immortal weapons.

The man in black shirt is named Sun Qiang. He is a casual cultivator. In his early years, he asked Wang Changsheng to help him refine immortal weapons.

"I know Master Taihao is very busy. Fellow Daoist Wang, don't refuse in a hurry. Take a look at this thing first."

Sun Qiang took out an exquisite black jade box and handed it to Wang Moxin.

Wang Moxin opened the jade box, and there was a black crystal inside, which emitted a strong wave of soul power, and the black crystal glowed with a faint black light.

"The Resurrection Stone!"

Wang Moxin recognized the origin of the black crystal stone. The resurrecting stone was the core material for the nine-turn resurrecting array. The Wang family had been collecting this material to resurrect Wang Qingling.

In addition to setting up the nine-turn resurrecting array, the resurrecting stone can also be used to refine auxiliary divine soul artifacts. When the immortal wears it on his body, he can slowly strengthen his own divine soul.

The Resurrection Stone is abundant in the land of the underworld and is a relatively precious material. The Wang family has not yet collected this material.

"I'll contact the clan and ask our ancestors if it's convenient."

Wang Moxin opened his mouth and took out a golden dharma plate. This was the Immortal Disk, the Immortal Instrument.

He entered a magic formula and made a series of gestures.

After a while, Wang Moxin put away the Immortal Tray and said, "I wonder what kind of Immortal Weapon Master Sun wants to refine? How much is the quantity?"

"I haven't collected much material. It's up to you, Fellow Daoist Wang. I trust Fellow Daoist Wang. The greater the quantity, the richer the reward will be."

Sun Qiang took out a black storage bracelet and handed it to Wang Moxin.

Wang Moxin's consciousness swept away, nodded, and personally wrote a note to Sun Qiang and accepted the business.

"It's finished. Let me know immediately. I'll take my leave now."

Sun Qiang stood up and left.

Wang Moxin entered a magic formula into the Immortal Plate and said respectfully: "Ancestor Qinghao, we have collected the Resurrection Stone. Are you in Tahoe Garden? I will send it to you."

The Wang family members in Ziweifang City all live in Tahoe Garden. Wang Qinghao frequently attends gatherings of true immortal monks or large-scale auctions, hoping to gather the materials to resurrect Wang Qingling as soon as possible.

"What? Have you collected the Resurrection Stone? I'm in Tahoe Garden and will deliver the Resurrection Stone right away."

Wang Qinghao ordered, his voice excited.

Wang Moxin agreed, put away the Immortal Tray and left.

He came to Tahoe Garden and met Wang Qinghao successfully. He told Wang Qinghao what happened and handed Wang Qinghao the Resurrection Stone and a black storage bracelet.

"Great, now that I have gathered all the materials, I will return to Qinglian Island immediately."

Wang Qinghao said excitedly, and after a few words of warning, he left.

After leaving Ziweifang City, Wang Qinghao launched a flying boat with flashing green light.

The flying fairy weapon Qing Lingzhou was made by Wang Zongyun out of jasper fairy wood and handed over to Wang Qinghao for transportation.

The Wang family has a lot of immortal weapon masters, so it is nothing for Wang Qinghao to travel with flying immortal weapons.

Within seven days, Wang Qinghao rushed back to Qinglian Island.

When he came to the sky above Qinglian Peak, he happened to see Fairy Wufeng and Wang Yongqian leaving from Qinglian Peak.

Fairy Wufeng was all smiles, Wang Changsheng helped her refine the Tribulation Immortal Artifact.

"Qing Hao, come in and talk!"

Wang Changsheng's voice reached Wang Qinghao's ears.

Wang Qinghao responded and flew down in front of a blue stone pavilion. Wang Changsheng was sitting in the stone pavilion.

"Uncle Jiu, you have obtained the Resurrection Stone. You can resurrect your sister. Fellow Taoist Sun asks you to help refine a set of immortal weapons and use the Resurrection Stone as a deposit."

Wang Qinghao said excitedly that he had been waiting for this day for too long.

"Have Haitang and Yuqi set up the Nine-Turn Resurrection Array, notify Qingshan and Meng Bin to come back, and cast spells together to resurrect Qingling."

Wang Changsheng ordered.

"Yes, Uncle Nine."

Wang Qinghao agreed, handed the black storage bracelet to Wang Changsheng, and left as ordered.

Wang Changsheng sent a transmission note to Wang Ruyan, and not long after, Wang Ruyan walked out of the secret room.

"It's finally possible to resurrect Qing Ling, but it's a pity Qing Zhi."

Wang Ruyan sighed.

"Perhaps we can cultivate to the level of Dao Ancestor, and we may be able to resurrect Qingzhi. Some things cannot be done because of our lack of ability, not because we are unable to do it."

Wang Changsheng comforted him by saying that cultivating immortals is a process of improving one's abilities and refreshing one's cognition.

"I hope! To be honest, I didn't expect us to get to this point, let alone resurrect Qing Ling."

Wang Ruyan sighed.

Half a day later, Wang Qinghao came to Qinglian Peak and reported: "Ancestor, we are all ready. We have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Let's go! Let's go there!"

Wang Changsheng and the others left Qinglian Peak and came to Qingling Peak.

Qingling Peak is next to Qinglian Peak and is the residence of Wang Qingling. Wang Qinghao has always lived here.

At the top of Qingling Peak, there is a vast bluestone square. Wang Qingshan, Wang Mengbin, Wang Yingjie, Liu Hongxue, Bai Yuqi, Bai Ling'er, Wang Qingfeng, Wang Qingcheng, Sun Yuejiao, Ye Haitang and Dong Xueli gathered in the bluestone square.

In the center of the bluestone square is a thousand-foot black magic circle. Wang Qingling is sitting cross-legged in the center of the black magic circle, with no breath and her eyes closed tightly.

There are fourteen thick black stone pillars near the black magic circle, each of which is engraved with a large number of mysterious runes.

"Yuqi and Haitang, are you ready?"

Wang Changsheng asked.

"Uncle, Cousin Qingling has taken the Resurrection Pill and is assisted by the Nine-turn Resurrection Array. As long as we cast the spell, there is a high probability that Cousin Qingling will be resurrected."

Ye Haitang said truthfully.

Wang Changsheng nodded and flew down on a black stone pillar. Wang Ruyan and others were sitting cross-legged on the black stone pillar.

They were mumbling words, and a burst of mysterious spells came from their mouths. A dark wind blew on the island, and the sky and earth changed color. The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a huge black cloud appeared over Qinglian Island, giving people a sense of A heavy sense of oppression.

Black clouds rolled and surged, and lightning streaked across the sky.

Wang Changsheng and others stopped chanting spells, and each took out a black array disk and inserted a spell.

The runes on the surface of the black stone pillars were bright, each emitting a thick black light, covering Wang Qingling.

The black magic circle shook violently, and countless black runes rushed out, wrapping Wang Qingling's body.

"The soul returns to its place, and the green spirit wakes up."

Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, and his tactics changed. Ye Haitang and others also changed their tactics.

The black clouds rolled and surged, opening a large hole, and a silver-white light pillar fell from the sky, covering Wang Qingling's body.

After a while, the silver-white light beam dispersed, revealing Wang Qingling's figure.

Wang Qingling stood on top of the black magic circle with a confused look on her face.

"Success!"

Wang Qingshan looked happy.

"Sister! I finally revived you."

Wang Qinghao flew down in front of Wang Qingling and said excitedly, his eyes were red, others could not understand the feelings between him and Wang Qingling.

"Who are you?"

Wang Qingling was slightly stunned. When she sat down and transformed, Wang Qinghao had not yet transformed into a human form.