Time is like a white horse passing by, and thousands of years have passed.

On Xuanling Continent, in the northwest corner of Kaiyang Island, there is a bluestone square with an area of ​​10,000 acres. In the center of the square is a blue stone platform several hundred feet tall, surrounded by eighteen tall blue stone pillars.

A burly young man in a green shirt sat cross-legged under the blue stone platform, his eyes closed, and his whole body was enveloped in a green glow.

Wang Ruifeng, a monk from Fenglinggen, was a descendant of Wang Defeng in the early stages of cultivating the void.

Wang Defeng died in the Immortal World Fragment. The family selected thirty people from his descendants to focus on training, and Wang Ruifeng was one of them.

He is responsible for guarding the Feiling Platform. This job is very free and he has a lot of time to practice. Once someone ascends, it will be a great achievement.

The Wang family controls thirteen lower interfaces. Every few hundred years, monks ascend to Xuanyang Realm, land on the Wang family's Feiling Platform, and join the Wang family.

The Wang family now has seven Feiling Towers, four overseas and three inland.

The blue stone platform suddenly shook slightly, and countless mysterious runes lit up. The glow on Wang Ruifeng's body dissipated, and he opened his eyes. He took out a magic plate with flashing green light, and inserted a magic spell, eighteen green sticks. The stone pillar lit up, countless mysterious runes emerged, and a huge cyan light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering the cyan stone platform.

A thick green light shot up into the sky and was stopped by the blue light curtain.

The green aura dissipated, revealing a young woman in a red dress with picturesque features and a young man in a white shirt with sharp eyebrows. Judging from their auras, they were both monks in the middle stage of spiritual transformation.

"Junior Wang Tongyao is from the Qinglian Wang family, and this is my husband Su Yulong."

The young woman in the red dress greeted her and introduced herself.

"My name is Wang Ruifeng. Whose descendant are you? Which interface did you ascend from? Who is the head of that interface? What skills have you mastered? This is a routine matter and it is also convenient for you to arrange."

Wang Ruifeng said pleasantly.

Wang Tongyao did not dare to hide anything and answered truthfully. They were promoted from the Qianhu Realm. They were both fifth-level formation mages and childhood sweethearts. After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, they officially became a pair of Taoist couples.

After both of them entered the middle stage of becoming gods, they ascended to the Xuanyang Realm together and landed on the Feiling Platform on Kaiyang Island.

Wang Ruifeng registered them, reported it to the clan elders, and sent someone to send them to Qinglian Island.

Qinglian Island, Yanwu Peak.

In a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 acres, tens of thousands of Wang family monks gathered here. They looked excited. Today was the day of the family competition.

The Wang family holds a small competition every three hundred years, and a big competition every three thousand years. All monks below the combined level can participate in the small competitions, refining the void versus refining the void, transforming gods versus transforming gods, refining qi versus refining qi, the front and back of each realm. All fifty can receive rewards, and the higher the ranking, the more generous the rewards.

Only the combined monks can participate in the Grand Competition, and the top ten will receive rewards. Some of the family's elites are selected from the Small Competition and the Great Competition. This is also a way for the Wang family to cultivate talents. In addition, if they are skilled in skills, such as being proficient in alchemy, array formation, and weapon refining, , can also receive key training.

Wang Yongqian sat at the head of the podium, looking at a huge green arena.

A young man in a blue shirt with handsome features was fighting with a young woman in a purple skirt with a gorgeous face. Both of them were cultivators.

A golden cloud floats above the head of the young man in blue. If you look carefully, you can see that it is composed of more than 100,000 diamond insects. The insect king is a low-grade sixth-level cloud.

The young man in the blue shirt pinched the magic technique, and the golden cloud rolled violently, turning into a golden lotus and heading straight for the young woman in the purple skirt.

The young woman in the purple skirt pinched the spell, and the phantom of the woman above her head smacked her right hand into the void. A big red hand appeared out of thin air and struck the golden lotus. At the same time, a large number of red fireballs emerged from the void and hit the young man in blue shirt.

The big red hand collided with the golden lotus and burst into flames. The golden lotus was engulfed in rolling flames.

As soon as the red fireball came close to the young man in blue shirt, the void distorted and deformed. The red fireball flashed wildly and disappeared without a trace.

The young woman in the purple skirt held out a flashing red magic plate and inserted a magic formula. Countless mysterious runes lit up on the surface of the red magic plate, and the red runes rushed out one by one, turning into red flying knives. , slashing at the young man in blue shirt.

As soon as the red flying knives came close to the young man in blue shirt, they stopped one after another, as if they were imprisoned.

The young woman in the purple skirt frowned, and was about to use other magical powers when a sound broke through the air, and a golden spear flew out from the flames, easily piercing through her protective aura and passing her by.

"Ruixiang wins."

the referee shouted.

"I accept it, Sister Ruiyun."

The young man in blue shirt cupped his hands and said modestly.

Wang Ruixiang, he is the descendant of Wang Yuanjiang and Long Yufei. The chance of a high-level monk giving birth to an heir is very low, but it does not mean that he cannot have an heir.

Wang Yuanjiang and Long Yufei died in the fragments of the fairy world. The family selected thirty people from their descendants to focus on training. Wang Ruixiang was one of them. He was a spiritual master.

"Tiger Phoenix Butterfly has actually advanced to the sixth level. I didn't lose unjustly."

Wang Ruiyun said seriously.

She is also a descendant of Wang Yuanjiang, and they are cousins.

The void above Wang Ruixiang's head rippled, and a huge black hole appeared, and a huge tiger swallowtail butterfly appeared.

Wang Qingfeng and others obtained the eggs of tiger swallowtail butterflies from Wanling Ruins and gave them to the tribe to cultivate. Wang Ruixiang's ancestors had cultivated tiger swallowtail butterflies for three generations. In his generation, they successfully cultivated sixth-order tiger swallowtail butterflies.

Wang Ruixiang also successfully became the first place in this competition with the help of the sixth-level tiger swallowtail. He can get a set of low-grade Tongtian Lingbao, a ball of fifth-level spiritual flames and a bottle of green marrow pill.

Wang Yongqian nodded and was about to say something when a silver rainbow flew from a distance. It flashed and stopped over the square, revealing a shining silver flying boat with Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi standing on it.

They took the Xuanqing and finally returned to Xuanling Continent.

The Xuan Qing stopped and went. Xuan Qingzi hoped to encounter the dojo and run around, otherwise it would not take so long to return to the Xuanling Continent.

The Xuanqing docked in Tianqinfang City, and Wang Mengbin learned from the tribesmen that Xuanling Tianzun's dojo appeared in the wilderness.

They rushed back to Qinglian Island as quickly as possible, firstly to report to Wang Changsheng that they were safe, and secondly to inquire about the family's harvest in the dojo and whether there were any spiritual objects that impacted the Mahayana period.

"Meet Ancestor Meng Bin and Ancestor Yuqi."

When Wang Yongqian saw Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi, he quickly bowed and saluted with a smile on his face.

They had been missing for thousands of years and finally returned safely.

Wang Ruixiang and other clan members had seen the portraits of Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi, and they all bowed and saluted, saying in unison: "Greetings to ancestor Meng Bin and ancestor Yuqi."

The sound echoed high in the sky and could be heard far away.

Wang Mengbin nodded, it felt good to go home.

"Yongqian, let's go back and rest first, and we'll have a chat at your residence later."

After Wang Mengbin said this, he squeezed the magic formula, and the silver flying boat's spiritual light surged and flew towards the distance.