In the Celestial Star Continent, the mystic is respected.

That's not bad at all.

An ordinary house slave was originally destined to be like a mustard, if he had the talent to cultivate Xuanqi, his status would naturally rise.

It's the same in the big family, in the Wang family, in addition to the head of the family, Wang Xingzhan, the fourth uncle Wang Meng's Xuan Qi cultivation is the highest.

When Wang Xingzhan was away, Wang Meng was responsible for all the big and small things in the family. As for the second and third uncles, they fell behind.

At this time, the sky outside was already slightly bright, Wang Xiaoming was too lazy to pay attention to the secret guards who were eyeing him, and secretly pinched the magic trick by himself, allowing Wan'er to return to the suona space. Then he walked around in the Scripture Pavilion by himself, tore off half of the "General History of the Heavenly Star Continent" in his hand, gently stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

This action suddenly made the dark guards feel like they were facing a great enemy. Confirm again, this young master is really crazy again......

Walking to the back, it is the Xuangong area. There are no classics here, and the bookshelves are much smaller, only half of Wang Xiaoming's height. The bookshelves are stuffed with pieces of hard paper, and Wang Xiaoming knows that this piece of paper is a mysterious skill.

Wang Meng said that this kind of cardboard with hidden mystical skills is called Xuanshu.

On the surface, the Xuanshu only has the name of the Xuanji, as well as its grade. As for the content, it needs to be comprehended by Xuan Qi cultivators. These books, in Wang Xiaoming's eyes, are not as useful as those previous classics.

The Xuanji of the Heavenly Star Continent is divided into four grades, Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, and each grade is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

In a small family like the Wang family, the Star Dou Empire, the treasured Xuanshu are all Huang-level Xuanshu. The only Xuan-level mystical technique can only be practiced by the previous family heads, and this Xuan Shu is kept by the previous family heads themselves.

In the eyes of the secret guards, the Xuanshu in the Gongfa area is much more precious than the outermost classics.

"Young master, I'm sorry. As a last resort, the remaining three dark guards finished the glyph and sandwiched Wang Xiaoming in the middle.

Before Wang Meng arrived, they had already decided to control this stupid young master for the time being, lest he tear the precious Xuanshu into pieces and eat it.

"System, if you swallow the Xuanshu, can you cultivate the Xuanshu in the Xuanshu?" Wang Xiaoming asked secretly with some expectation in his heart.

[Ding!No.] ]

"Alas......"

Wang Xiaoming sighed softly. Seeing that the vigilant guards surrounded him, he simply sat on the ground and waited quietly for Wang Meng's arrival.

As for the countermeasure, he already has an eyebrow. The things recorded in the "General History of the Heavenly Star Continent" that he had just eaten made him know a very interesting thing.

Soon, Wang Meng strode in under the leadership of the young secret guard. Looking at the scraps of paper that were torn into small pieces on the ground, the beard on Wang Meng's face trembled lightly with anger. It has been less than two hours since he brought Wang Xiaoming back from the restaurant, and this kid really didn't let him live in peace at all.

"Fourth uncle, listen to my explanation. ”

Wang Xiaoming, who was originally calm, saw Wang Meng trembling with anger, and was afraid of being beaten again, so he immediately panicked.

Quickly made a look.

Wang Meng understood and ordered the guards to retreat. Soon, the entire Scripture Pavilion was silent, and only the uncle and nephew remained.

"Explain!" Wang Meng lazily plucked his ears and said playfully.

Immediately afterwards, an iron rod appeared out of thin air in Wang Meng's hand, waiting for Wang Xiaoming's next words, and he seemed to be a little dissatisfied, so he was ready to beat him.

Wang Xiaoming also knew from the book he ate at this time that the reason why Wang Meng was able to take out the Xuanshu and the iron rod out of thin air was because of the Xuanshu on his finger, this kind of ring has a storage function, in addition to the Xuanhuan, there is also a Xuanjiao. It's all the same truth, and it's somewhat similar to the different space of his pants stepping on thunder skills.

Wang Xiaoming immediately told Wang Meng the reason.

Before this, he had already thought about how to fulfill this lie, but he was a little flustered when he saw Wang Meng so angry.

In the "General History of the Heavenly Star Continent", it is said that hundreds of years ago, there was a Xuandan genius named Danchen who developed a kind of Brain Rong Dan, and within half an hour of eating this Xuandan, he would keep the skills on the book in mind when he ate the book.

"Outside Star Picking City, I was already angry at that time, and Wan'er was taken away by a bad old man, in exchange for resurrecting me...... Just now, when I was about to go to bed, the old man came to me again and gave me a brain pill. Speaking of this, Wang Xiaoming was apprehensive, and when he saw that Wang Meng had no doubts on his face, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the eyes of all the insiders of the Wang family, Wan'er was taken away by the old man who saved his life. Because her soul body can only be seen by Wang Xiaoming, and the corpse was stored by Wang Xiaoming in a low-temperature warehouse and placed in a different space. So the Wang family didn't know that Wan'er was dead.

When he tortured the house slave Li Gon in the secret room, he also explained this to Wang Xingzhan. Presumably, Wang Xingzhan has already told Wang Meng about this.

At this time, Wang Meng's heart was already flooded with monstrous waves.

Although not many people know about this kind of Xuandan, and all kinds of classics are also brushed aside, he Wang Meng has heard of it.

However, he had never seen anyone who could refine this kind of Xuandan, including the Liang family's maniac who practiced pills, although his pill had a great impact on the Wang family's Fang City, but he didn't have the skills to refine the Brain Rong Pill. If there is that ability, I am afraid that it will be poached by some big families in the capital a long time ago, where can it be the turn of the Xiaoxiao Liang family in Star Picking City.

What's even more terrifying is that for Wang Xiaoming's safety, Wang Xingzhan has already set up layers of defense outside Wang Xiaoming's bedroom, except for Wang Xingzhan, only Wang Meng and Wang Yuanfang know about this matter.

Listening to Wang Xiaoming's story, this old man could go in and out of the heavily defended Wang family at will just now, and even went to Wang Xiaoming's bedroom and gave him a brain pill, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Could it be that this old gentleman is a master at the level of Xuanhuang......"

Wang Meng didn't answer Wang Xiaoming's words, and muttered to himself.

Then he picked up the two book covers of "The Biography of Celebrities of the Star Dou Empire" and "A Brief History of the Star Dou Empire" on the ground, which had already been eaten by Wang Xiaoming. asked Wang Xiaoming a few vague questions in the book, and Wang Xiaoming answered them fluently.

Wang Meng was convinced of Wang Xiaoming's statement at the moment.

"Wang Xiaoming, do you know what levels of Xuanqi cultivators there are?" Wang Meng, who knew the reason for the matter, took a deep breath, suppressed the emotional fluctuations in his heart, and asked slowly.

"Fourth uncle, I know this, from low to high, they are Xuanzhi, Xuanshi, Xuanshi, and Xuanwang. ”

"And then?"

"I don't know. ”

“......”

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's answer, Wang Meng sighed secretly.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Wang Xiaoming's short-sightedness. In the realm above King Xuan, not many people know about it.

For some special reasons, there is no record above the Xuanwang Realm in these classics. It seems to be restrained by a large, invisible hand.

The atmosphere seemed a little dull, Wang Xiaoming felt that what Wang Meng said next might not be known to many people, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Fourth uncle, what kind of cultivation are you and your father?"