Early in the morning, the funeral team had already been arranged.

Wang Chongyang personally sealed the gate of the palace and bowed deeply to the door.

Coming to the front of the funeral team, Wang Chongyang took the straw whip. Dunn yelled, "Funeral!"

The funeral team set off slowly.

Wuhou's funeral, which should have spread all over the capital, was not cared about today.

When they came out into the street, the mourning music alarmed the residents on both sides of the street. It attracted a lot of complaints. The team soon left Kyoto.

The mourning was far away, and Qin Fuhan was dressed in white on the upper floor of Kyoto City, and the west wind blew her sideburns.

"Father, it's hard to be a martial marquis!" Qin Fuhan shook his head slightly, his eyes were full of pity! The plaque on the Wuhou Gate was piled up with a lot of meritorious deeds!

Wang Lie, 12 in the army, 20 years of horses, took over the 12 counties of Longxi, so that the Qin State washed away a hundred years of humiliation. Twenty years of martial arts, unloading the armor for more than ten years, but now even the younger generations can't protect it!

"Ninth Princess, go back. The waiter Huang Hui whispered.

Qin Fuhan thought about it, and the time was almost up, so he nodded.

...

Wuling, the burial place of the Wang family. Countless loyal souls of the Wang family are buried here.

Wang Lie's coffin was buried in Wuling, and Wang Chongyang came to the thatched house in front of the mausoleum.

"Uncle Deng, you go back! By the way, Uncle Deng, you bring me a copy of Qin Lu, you have nothing to do, just to relieve your boredom!" Wang Chongyang waved his hand and asked Deng En and the others to go back.

Dunn nodded, turned and walked away. After Dunn left, Wang Chongyang sat cross-legged on the ground and cultivated the Book of Yan Zhou.

...

In the blink of an eye, Wuhou's three-year mourning period passed.

Wang Chongyang took off his mourning clothes and took a deep look at this place where he had stayed for three years!

On the way, Dunn and Wang Chongyang were just side by side.

"Uncle Deng, has anything happened in Houfu in the past three years?" Wang Chongyang is now familiar with this world, and he is no longer as dazed as he was when he first came, and he knows what to do now!

Among the Wuling, Wang Chongyang traveled all over the entire mausoleum hall, and he knew how much meritorious service the Wuhou Mansion had made for the Great Qin! The Wuling Mausoleum Hall had three floors, and each floor was lit with 123 ever-bright lanterns. After each lamp, a heroic soul of the Wang family is worshipped.

The Wang family came to this desolate Guanwai with the Qin State from Guannei and has gone through four generations of kings so far. Even if the Wang family is disarmed, no one in the entire Xianyang City will dare to mess with it!

"Hou Ye, since the death of the old Hou Ye, during your mourning, most of the Hou Mansion property has been swallowed up!" Deng En sighed helplessly, without the old Hou Ye's might, the clowns in the capital jumped out!

Wang Chongyang nodded, he had expected this matter for a long time. "What else?"

Dunn hesitated for a moment and said, "The eldest lady sent a message the day before yesterday, saying that she would come to the capital to worship in the near future. ”

Wang Chongyang was slightly stunned, jumped in his heart for no reason, and whispered "Sister?" For some reason, Wang Chongyang suddenly became a little nervous!

"Master Hou, the young lady returns to Beijing to worship, according to the etiquette law, she can't enter the Hou Mansion. When you come to the capital, you need to live outside. But now the Houfu does not have enough money to buy a property for both. Dunn said with an embarrassed face, feeling aggrieved for a while, the dignified Wuhou Mansion, which is comparable to the Third Duke, can't even buy a property!

Wang Chongyang frowned, this matter is really a bit tricky.

After thinking about it, there is nothing to do now, and it is useless to think about it. Shaking his head helplessly, he said, "Let's go, go back to the house first, and then talk about it when we go back!"

At noon, Wang Chongyang finally came to the gate of Xianyang City, which had only one side!

The head of Xianyang City, which stands majestically, is still so majestic.

After staring at it for a long time, Wang Chongyang smiled slightly and drove his horse into the city.

In front of the Wuhou Mansion, looking at the somewhat deserted Hou Mansion, Wang Chongyang smiled bitterly, he is really a wreck!

"Uncle Deng, tomorrow you will sell the horse farm in the suburbs. Get some money, let's go to the suburbs to buy a house, and when my sister comes, let's move there. The waiting house is too big, and it is a little inconvenient for a few of us to live!" The empty waiting house gave Wang Chongyang a headache. In such a big place, with only a few people, it looks like a haunted house!

Dunn hesitated, then sighed and nodded.

"Okay, let's go down!" Dunn bowed and retreated, and without taking two steps, Wang Chongyang remembered something again, and hurriedly stopped him, "By the way, don't go to the mansion to summon maid guards, you can save a little!"

"But..." Dunn still wanted to persuade Wang Chongyang, but when he saw Wang Chongyang's back, he could only leave with a long sigh.

Houfu Arsenal. The arsenal is home to a number of fine blades, and this place is one of the most important places in the Houfu!

Coming to the door of the arsenal, Wang Chongyang stretched out his hand and gently brushed the door of the arsenal. A cloud of dust fell from Shunma.

"Father, what did you go through to make you give up the reputation of the Wang clan for hundreds of years, remove your armor and seal the army, and be in a mess all day long?" Wang Chongyang whispered, and then the true qi in his palm vibrate, and the iron door of the arsenal suddenly opened.

When the dust settled, Wang Chongyang slowly walked into the arsenal.

Sunlight shines through the gates, into the gloomy arsenal. Shine on the blades that sit on the weapon rack.

"Tsk, it's really worthy of the Wang clan of the National Pillar Stone of the Qin State, every piece in this arsenal is of the highest grade in the outside world!"

Wang Chongyang casually picked up a long knife that shone with cold light. Flick your fingers on the blade.

"Moan"

Crisp and pleasant, it lingers.

"Good knives!"

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed, and the long knife in Wang Chongyang's hand was snatched away.

"Mr. Li, how have you been doing in the past few years?" Wang Chongyang bowed slightly with his hands in greeting.

The person who came was Li Bai, who had disappeared for three years. Wang Chongyang has been buried in the tomb for three years, and he has not seen him!

"How good can it be to stay with you on the mountain all the time?" Li Bai looked at the long knife repeatedly and replied casually.

"By the way, you've now arrived at the beginning of the Divine Stage! You have gone from the day after tomorrow to the Shentai realm in three years, all the way to the Shentai realm, and you have walked others for decades. Remember, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, don't destroy the foundation of the future for the sake of the present!" Li Bai put down the long knife and instructed Wang Chongyang. In the past three years, Wang Chongyang's martial arts cultivation has been watching, just like a monster!

When Wang Chongyang heard this, his heart was slightly moved. He bowed deeply to Li Bai and said, "Thank you Mr. Li for your teachings, Chongyang must be remembered in my heart!"

"It's okay, the family reminds you of the effort!" Li Bai waved his hand casually, and then turned around in the arsenal by himself. For a moment he was in a corner of the arsenal.

In front of him was a dusty wooden shelf with an unsheathed sword on it.

"Sir, you have a crush on this sword? Wang Chongyang came over and said with a smile. He only knew that Li Bai's martial arts were very high, but he really didn't know what weapon he used.

"Then, it's better to be respectful than to obey!" Li Bai hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the long sword in front of him.

The long sword was handed, and Li Bai's sword fingers lightly slashed across the scabbard, and the long sword was immediately half unsheathed.

"Moan"

Suddenly, a cold glow flashed through Wang Chongyang's eyes, stabbing him into blindness.

"Good sword!" Wang Chongyang exclaimed his true qi and recovered his eyesight, and praised again and again. This sword, even he, a person who doesn't know swords, can feel the edge, which shows the extraordinaryness of this sword!

"Haha, okay, thank you Master Hou!" The long sword was unsheathed, Li Bai laughed, and said three "good" in a row, which showed that he was happy in his heart!

"It's okay!" Wang Chongyang smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, let's go first!Hou Ye, you're busy with you!" Li Bai said to Wang Chongyang, and he couldn't wait to leave the arsenal.

Wang Chongyang smiled and shook his head, this is really free and easy!

Go to the innermost part of the arsenal, where there is only one weapon. A big sword!

Kaishan Yue, Wang's ancestral blade. It is rumored that this Kaishan Yue once protected the King of Qin out of the customs, and this is why there is this great Qin!

Brushing the traces on the Kaishan Yue, Wang Chongyang seemed to see the heroic posture of the ancestors of the Wang family!

"Father, I don't know why you took off your armor, but I can't do that, son. The four generations of the Wang family, the Wuhou Mansion where hundreds of heroic souls have been erected, cannot be buried in my hands!"

After that, Wang Chongyang pulled out the Kaishan Yue, turned around and left! At this moment, even Wang Chongyang himself did not know which self he was! In the end, it was Wang Chongyang of the earth who crossed or Wang Chongyang of the Xuanhuang world who devoured it. However, all this is no longer important, he now has only one goal, to revive the lintel of the Wang family! Let the ancestors of the Wang family not be dusted! This is what he wishes in this life!

Dunn, who was hiding in the shadows, looked at Wang Chongyang, who was holding the mountain opening horse, and burst into tears for a while.

"Master Taihou, the Houfu has not declined, the little master has not been discouraged, and the Wang family has not withered!"