At this moment, in and around this hotel, only Wang Ming and the children of the Wen family are there. Therefore, they are not afraid to do so, and they will be seen and publicized by irrelevant people.

Wang Ming was not polite to these Wen family children, and strode to the seat specially prepared for him and sat down. After scanning everyone with his eyes, he asked Wen Hongxia, "The children of the Wen family, but they are all here?"

Wen Hongxia, who was kneeling on the ground, replied respectfully: "Return to the sect master, follow your orders." The children of our Wen family, far and near, have already rushed here, and none of them are absent!"

Wang Ming nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand to everyone and said, "Okay, let's all get up." ”

"Sect Master Xie. The Wen family members thanked them in unison before they stood up.

After the Wen family's children got up, Wang Ming asked again: "Do you know that I want to gather all the children of the Wen family?"

This problem has plagued the Wen family's children for several days, and until this moment they still do not know Wang Ming's purpose.

Wen Hongxia cautiously arched her hand and said: "The slave is stupid, and he doesn't understand the meaning of the sect master, so please ask the sect master to make it clear." ”

After Wang Ming helped Jiang Yinghui to heal, he got the elixir and various spiritual materials that the Wen family was looking for from Wen Yu, he was very satisfied, and now things are changing, Wang Ming is ready to speed up.

Wang Ming didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "Since your Wen family is a martial arts family, you should have heard of the name of a cultivator, right?"

"Cultivator?!"

The children of the Wen family, whether they were martial artists or ordinary people, flashed a look of surprise on their faces.

As a martial arts family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, the children of the Wen family naturally know more secrets than ordinary people. They had also heard a lot about the deeds of cultivators. I know that these cultivators are all real characters, not fictional fabrications from gods and monsters. It's just that they don't understand that Wang Ming Weishenme will suddenly mention cultivators. Could it be that Wang Ming summoned all of them here this time? Is it related to cultivators?

Wen Hongxia replied, "Back to the Sect Master, we have indeed heard of the name of cultivators, they are a group of special human beings with the goal of cultivating immortals and becoming gods. Each of them possesses a terrifying ability to take more than just a human life. It can even control wind, fire, electricity, exorcism, and ghosting, and sword flight. ”

"You're right, cultivators do have liliang that ordinary people can't imagine! Don't look at some of you, some of you are already at the peak of the martial arts above the grandmaster, but in the eyes of the cultivators, they are as weak as ordinary people, speaking of which. Wang Ming's gaze became deeper in vain, and then he smiled slightly, and asked in a very flat tone, "Do you want to become a cultivator?"

Wang Ming's words, although they were very bland and the volume was not high, was for every Wen family child present, this sentence. But it is louder than the thunder on dry land! It is even more deafening!

The audience instantly became silent. All the children of the Wen family looked at Wang Ming in amazement, and they couldn't believe what their ears had just heard.

As a martial arts family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, the children of the Wen family know that the cultivators are strong and terrifying. At the same time, I also know how difficult it is to become a cultivator. After all, not everyone has an immortal fate to be accepted as an apprentice by a cultivator. People who can become cultivators can be said to be even luckier than those guys who won the jackpot by buying lottery tickets!

But now, Wang Ming was actually asking them if they wanted to become cultivators!

How exactly is this going back to the court?

Could it be that Wang Ming actually had a way to make them become cultivators?!

Is it really good luck to hit the jackpot?!

All of a sudden. Similar questions sprung up in the minds of all the Wen family disciples. They looked at each other in amazement. But none of them spoke.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a little strange.

Wen Hongxia finally woke up from the shock, she forcibly suppressed the shock and excitement in her heart, and asked with anticipation in a trembling voice: "Sect, sect master, what do you mean by asking? Could it be that you actually have a way to make us become cultivators? Is this possible?"

Hearing Wen Hongxia's question, the children of the Wen family also turned their attention to Wang Ming. They were desperate to know what his answer would be.

However, Wang Ming did not rush to answer, but leisurely picked up the cup of fragrant tea beside him and took a sip, after satisfying the appetite of the Wen family's children, Fang Cai smiled slightly, and leisurely spit out a sentence: "Weishenme is impossible?"

The originally silent hall was suddenly ignited by Wang Ming's words, and it instantly became noisy and noisy. Some people were shocked by Wang Ming's words, and some people were excited by them, but many more people were skeptical.

"Cultivator, the sect master can actually make us cultivators?

"Oh my God, I even have the opportunity to become a cultivator! This is so exciting and unbelievable!"

"Although the sect master is a martial saint powerhouse, he is not a cultivator after all, so how can he make us cultivators?"

"Could it be that the sect master actually stepped into the realm of martial cultivation and sanctification, and entered the realm of martial arts and became a cultivator? But even so, he can't make us people become cultivators!"

"Be quiet, give me a moment of silence, and listen to the sect master's words!" Wen Hongxia, who was over 100 years old, suddenly shouted. Although she is old, after luck, this voice is still as loud as Hong Zhong Dalu, which shocked all the Wen family's ears and made their ears hurt, and they all obediently closed their mouths, looked at Wang Ming in unison, and waited anxiously for his follow-up words.

Wang Ming didn't talk nonsense with them, he raised his hand a little in front of him, and a fierce thought was immediately released from his body. In an instant, it solidified and formed in this hall, turning into a flying sword and magic sword of different colors, suspended in front of every child of the Wen family.

For a while, the entire hall was shrouded in colorful brilliance, which was particularly magnificent.

Although these magic weapons were extraordinarily gorgeous, the children of the Wen family did not dare to take them lightly, because they all sensed the chill emanating from these magic weapons. There is no doubt that these gorgeous flying swords are extremely powerful murder weapons! (To be continued......