Chapter 427: Coming out of seclusion (first update)

Wang Qiuming practices the metal-based technique "Jin Yang Kung". From the name, you can tell that this technique is not powerful.

This technique is a Xuanpin technique and can be practiced to the ninth level of foundation building.

Wang Qiuming thanked him and accepted the two Hundred Sword Talismans.

"Your eighteenth uncle and the others haven't come back yet. You go back to practice first. If your eighteenth uncle comes back, my father will notify you."

"Okay, Dad, Mom, I'm going back to the house to practice first."

Wang Qiuming agreed, turned and left.

Qi Shanshan's beautiful eyes were full of worry, and she said: "Husband, why did you agree to let Qiu Ming go out to hunt monsters? We don't lack those spiritual stones."

"Flowers in the greenhouse don't grow big. My son is old and he has his own ideas. Can you control him for the rest of his life?"

Qi Shanshan sighed and said nothing more.

In a certain secret room, Wang Qingqi was sitting cross-legged on a futon, covered with a layer of red aura.

There are a large number of red light spots suspended in the stone chamber, like shooting stars, extremely gorgeous.

The red light spots in the room poured into his body one after another. After a quarter of an hour, all the red light spots poured into his body.

He opened his eyes, and there was a red light flashing in his eyes.

It took him more than ten years to finally reach the fifth level of the "Tianyan Treasure Book" and reach the third level of foundation building.

Wang Qingqi is already eighty-two years old. At the age of eighty-two, he built the third floor of the foundation, which is considered relatively poor.

It took more than ten years to modify the exercises, more than ten years to learn alchemy, and he was late in establishing the foundation, which led to today's situation.

Wang Qingqi has a heavy burden. He is the only second-level low-level alchemist in the clan. He has refined all the second-level elixirs produced by the Wang family.

He stood up, stretched, and walked out.

Dozens of transmission notes were suspended in mid-air. Wang Qingqi patiently read the contents of the transmission notes, all of which told him to make alchemy.

Walking out of the attic where he lived, Wang Qingqi saw Wang Qingling sitting at the door.

Wang Qingling has reached the eighth level of Qi refining and is forty-five years old.

"Tenth sister, why are you staying here?"

Wang Qingqi was a little surprised and asked curiously.

"Fourth brother, didn't I give you a message? The Spirit Feeding Pill! By the way, this is the alchemy material that the head of the family asked me to give you on your behalf. Check it out. If there is no problem, sign it!"

Wang Qingling said, took out a cyan storage bag and handed it to Wang Qingqi.

Wang Qingqi carefully checked and confirmed that there were no problems, then wrote his name, confirmed that he had received the alchemy materials, handed Wang Qingling four bottles of spiritual elixirs, and took a heavy storage bag from her.

"Hehe, fourth brother, I'm going to leave now. I won't disturb you for refining your elixir."

Wang Qingling put away the spirit-feeding pill and left with a smile on her face.

Wang Qingqi shook his head and turned back to the house.

Returning to the secret room of seclusion, he patted the storage bag, and a small red cauldron flew out of it, expanded dozens of times, and landed in front of him.

He took out the alchemy materials and started to make the elixir.

During his retreat, the family collected a lot of alchemy materials, most of which were used to refine second-level low-grade elixirs. Over time, the quantity accumulated was quite large, enough to keep him busy for a while.

There is no second-level alchemy master in the clan. All the second-level elixirs sold in the clan are refined by him, which will definitely affect his practice. There is nothing that can be done about it. There are not many foundation-building monks in the clan who have mastered one skill. There are not many in the first place, and the number of second-level array mages and second-level alchemists is the smallest.

The Wang family also wants to cultivate talents in this area, but in order to advance to the spiritual veins, they owe a large debt that has not yet been paid off. How can they have the extra spiritual stones to train alchemists and formation masters? Moreover, the second-level alchemy masters and formation masters are at least capable of building alchemy masters. There are not many foundation-building monks in the Wang family, so it is difficult to cultivate talents in this field.

After the alchemy furnace was almost preheated, Wang Qingqi began to put in the alchemy materials and closed the alchemy furnace.

Half an hour later, a strong medicinal fragrance filled the stone room.

In a secret room, Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with a large blue arc flashing on his body, like a thunder god.

After a while, the blue arc on Wang Changsheng's body dissipated, and he opened his eyes, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

As soon as he raised his hand, there was a loud thunder, and a large number of blue arcs suddenly appeared in his palm, quickly condensing into a blue thunder ball the size of an egg, emitting a terrifying energy fluctuation.

"Kui Shui True Thunder!"

Wang Changsheng murmured to himself, his face full of joy.

He originally thought it would take ten years to cultivate the Kuishui True Thunder, but he did not expect that it would take seven years to cultivate the Kuishui True Thunder. This may be related to the fact that the sensitivity of his water spirit root reached ninety.

Kuiyuan Zhensha can slowly improve his physique, but now it has reached its limit. Gengjin Tiangang, on the other hand, is slowly strengthening Wang Changsheng's body. Wang Changsheng's punch now has a force of two thousand kilograms.

There are still twenty-one years before the Tianlang secret realm is opened. Wang Changsheng must make some preparations. The Wuyue Cold Water in his hand is not enough to cultivate to the second level of pill formation. The cultivation level of the first level of pill formation, plus one The magic weapon and Kuishui True Thunder, even with Qing Mingzi's road map, are still relatively dangerous.

Guangdong Ren had helped the Wang family a lot, especially the diamond bracelet magic weapon. It was impossible for Wang Changsheng to return it.

After forming the elixir, the help his family could give him became less and less. If he wanted to obtain the spiritual water of heaven and earth, he couldn't rely solely on his clan members, he had to work hard.

Kuishui True Thunder and the diamond bracelet finally gave him some power to protect himself.

He plans to travel and look for the spiritual water of heaven and earth.

"Kui Shui Sutra" originated from the South China Sea. Therefore, the chance of finding the spiritual water of heaven and earth in the South China Sea is relatively high. In addition, he hopes to find the follow-up skills of "Kui Shui Sutra".

As soon as he walked out of the secret room of seclusion, he happened to see Wang Ruyan walking out of the secret room.

During this retreat, Wang Ruyan successfully advanced to the sixth floor of the foundation building.

"Husband, you are out of seclusion."

Wang Ruyan smiled sweetly.

Wang Changsheng smiled and nodded, and told Wang Ruyan his plan.

Knowing that Wang Changsheng was going to the South China Sea, Wang Ruyan said that he would also go, and Wang Changsheng would naturally not refuse.

They said hello to Wang Qingkai and Wang Qingzhi and left Qinglian Villa without disturbing others.

The destination of Wang Changsheng and his wife is Chongyangfang City. There is a large teleportation array in Chongyangfang City to teleport to the South China Sea.

The last time Wang Changsheng talked with Wang Mingren, he asked Wang Mingren about his trip to the South China Sea. Wang Mingren told the truth, and Wang Changsheng had a certain understanding of the South China Sea.

Half a year later, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan rushed to Chongyang City, bought some classics about the South China Sea, and headed straight to the Teleportation Hall.

Teleporting to the South China Sea cost three thousand spiritual stones per person, which was frighteningly expensive. Although the price was expensive, Wang Changsheng still paid for the two of them and stood on top of the teleportation array with Wang Ruyan.

A burst of dazzling white light lit up, drowning the figures of Wang Changsheng and his wife.

Wang Changsheng came back to his senses and found that he was in a spacious hall. There were more than a dozen teleportation arrays in the hall. From time to time, people teleported away and others teleported in.