Chapter 851: The Current Situation of the Tribe
Yunhai Sect, a secret room.
Fairy Ziyue is teaching Wang Qingqing to refine the puppet beast, and there are a lot of weapon refining materials scattered on the ground.
Wang Qingqing was already talented in puppet making. Her foundation was relatively good, and with Fairy Ziyue's guidance, she made rapid progress and was able to refine a third-level low-grade puppet beast.
"Yes, Qingqing, your puppet making skills are much better than your father's."
Fairy Ziyue smiled and praised.
"Uncle Tian is so complimentary. If it weren't for your careful guidance, I wouldn't have made such great progress."
Wang Qingqing said modestly. A smile appeared on his face.
Fairy Ziyue nodded and said casually: "I heard that you have a compatriot brother. Why have I never seen him? Isn't he in the South China Sea?"
After hearing this, the smile on Wang Qingqing's face suddenly froze, her eyes dimmed, and she said: "He is dead and was killed by the enemy. I must get this debt back."
"You were killed, won't your parents take revenge?"
"My father said that the enemy is too strong and we are no match for the time being. By the way, Uncle Tian, haven't you considered finding a dual cultivator?"
Fairy Ziyue smiled calmly and said: "The great revenge has not been avenged. I don't want to talk about the personal relationship between my children. Besides, love is too complicated. Your parents' relationship is quite good. I think your father is with your mother almost all the time." Together."
"Indeed, my father spent a lot of effort to become a Taoist couple with my mother. My father owes a large amount of spiritual stones to his family, so my mother ran back to her parents' house to borrow them."
Fairy Ziyue nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more.
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Northern Xinjiang, Fire Phoenix Mountains.
In a secret room, Wang Mingren and Chen Xiang'er were sitting around the tea table.
"Husband, I heard that you are out on a mission."
Chen Xiang'er spoke calmly and casually.
Wang Mingren sighed softly in his heart, nodded and said, "Yes, I also met Junior Sister Ximen and was saved by her."
"I've also heard about this. Junior sister Ximen is really good at it. Not only can she easily defeat powerful enemies, but she can also save you."
Chen Xiang'er said meaningfully.
"Is this strange? Her ability is not small to begin with. Your law enforcement hall doesn't suspect that she is a traitor!"
Wang Mingren frowned.
Chen Xiang'er's tone was calm and she said: "This involves official business. It's inconvenient to tell you. Those who are clean will self-clean. We at the Law Enforcement Hall work with evidence. If her butt is clean, she won't be afraid of others investigating. You should have less contact with her, so as not to expose you." Get involved.”
When Wang Mingren heard this, his heart tightened and he asked: "What do you mean by this? Are you investigating Junior Sister Ximen? I can testify for her that she is innocent."
"You know, as a law enforcement elder, I can't tell you anything about the case. This is a sect rule. I'm famous for being able to distinguish between public and private matters."
Chen Xiang'er said with a half-smile, a sneer on the corner of her mouth.
Chen Mingren frowned, looked at Chen Xiang'er, and said in a deep voice: "Xiang'er, I hope you can enforce the law impartially and don't act randomly."
"In your eyes? Am I someone who abuses my power? Am I that bad?"
Chen Xiang'er sneered.
"I didn't say you were that kind of person, but I want to tell you, if I find you framed her, don't blame me for not respecting the relationship between husband and wife. My patience is limited."
After Wang Mingren said this, he stood up and left.
"Wang Mingren, let me tell you, my patience is also limited."
There was a hint of disgust in Wang Mingren's eyes, and he left without looking back.
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Central Plains, Yan Dynasty.
A deafening roar could be heard from time to time in a green mountain range stretching for millions of miles.
On a certain vast plain, a group of foundation-building monks gathered together with respectful expressions.
Boom!
A hundred-foot mountain peak not far away shook violently, and a red light more than a hundred feet long flew out from the mountain and sank into a steep stone wall, leaving a long groove.
The top of the mountain slowly slid downwards. The mountain was cut in two with a sharp weapon. The cut was extremely smooth, and a layer of red flame spread quickly.
A red escaping light flew from a distance and landed in front of the foundation-building monk.
The light faded, revealing the figure of a young man in red, it was Zhou Yunxiao.
He carries a long sword on his back and exudes a powerful aura. He is from the Yan royal family and has no worries about resources. He has cultivated to the seventh level of pill formation.
"How's it going? Is there any news about the master?"
Zhou Yunxiao asked casually, with an indifferent tone.
The master he mentioned was naturally the Qi Jue Sword Emperor, but his whereabouts were uncertain, and no one knew about the Qi Jue Sword Emperor.
"The prince is atoning for his sins. There is no news about his old man yet, but there is news about Wang Qingshan."
"Wang Qingshan? Is he Wang Qingshan who comes from a small family in Donghuang? Has he formed a pill?"
Zhou Yunxiao was immediately interested. In recent years, he had been practicing in seclusion and didn't know much about the outside world.
"He has formed an elixir, and may be in the South China Sea. More than ten years ago, he participated in the sword fighting competition held by Wanjian Sect in the South China Sea, and realized that the sword heart is psychic. Then he left with the Nascent Soul monks of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and his whereabouts are unknown since then. Wang The Wang family where Qingshan is located was destroyed, so he probably won’t return to the Eastern Wasteland, but will probably go to the South China Sea, which is rich in resources for cultivating immortals. According to reliable information, the prince’s master may also have gone to the South China Sea.”
Zhou Yunxiao nodded and said: "In that case, then I will go to the South China Sea! It would be great if I could fight Wang Qingshan again."
After saying this, he turned into a red escaping light and walked away.
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Eastern Wasteland, Xi Country.
Xuanshui Palace, Shenshui Palace.
An old man in blue robes in his early fifties sat on the main seat with gloomy eyes. A man and a woman sat beside him.
Five or six foundation-building monks stood aside, looking nervous.
Wang Rongmiao was also inside. As soon as he returned to Xuanshui Palace, he was called by the headmaster to go to Shenshui Palace to be questioned by the Great Elder Chen Tianhe.
Most of the monks from Xuanshui Palace who were searching for the treasure were killed or injured, all four monks from the Danjie Palace died, and the vitality of Xuanshui Palace was severely damaged.
Chen Tianhe is the great elder of Xuanshui Palace. He is at the eighth level of alchemy and has been traveling abroad before.
Xuanshui Palace originally had seven pill-forming monks, but four of them were suddenly lost, resulting in heavy losses.
The seven Xuanshui Palace monks were lucky enough to leave the secret realm alive. None of them had seen the alchemy monks who entered the secret realm to hunt for treasures. They all picked some elixirs and found a place to hide, waiting to leave.
"Not a word of information about the secret realm is allowed to be leaked to the public. Violators will be punished as treason."
Chen Tianhe ordered in a deep voice that if the enemy knew the news, it would definitely be a big trouble.
"Yes, Master Chen."
Wang Rongmiao and others agreed in unison and left one after another.
"Junior Brother Sun is too impulsive and you don't stop him."
"Senior Brother Chen, the temptation of an unknown secret realm is too great. Besides, when you are not here, Senior Brother Sun has the highest seniority and the highest cultivation level. How can we dare to disobey him?"
Chen Tianhe frowned and said: "Forget it, it's useless to talk about this now. These disciples are good. They know that their strength is low. Find a safe place to hide. They have self-awareness and increase their training efforts. I don't have long life. I must Before I pass away, train a few more alchemy monks."
"Yes, Senior Brother Chen."
