In the early morning, a ray of sunlight ran out of the gap in the curtains, and everything woke up from the haze. Wang Guchao slept very soundly this night. He has been busy with Wang Jiacheng's funeral for the past few days, and he can't sleep peacefully at all. Speaking of which, Wang Guchao also wants to thank the old housekeeper for arranging himself here, this small courtyard is far away from everyone, making it difficult for Wang Guchao to have a relationship with others, but it is quiet, hidden, and can do what he wants.

Sit up from the edge of the bed, get out of bed, and slowly paced into the courtyard, while walking, the whole body kept twisting in a small area, slowly stretching the whole stiff muscles, adjusting the muscles to the best state.

Subsequently, standing in the small courtyard, he played a set of Yang's Tai Chi. In this world, there is no way to do it if you can't have the qualifications of your own bones, but the ancient martial arts of your previous life are still practical.

It's Mao Shi now, that is, it's more than five o'clock, the sky is slightly bright, Wang Guchao didn't eat breakfast, washed his face, and hurriedly ran towards the main hall. According to the family regulations, all members of the royal family must go to the main hall at six o'clock in the middle of the dawn. Wang Guchao is now a member of the Wang family, so naturally he must rush over immediately, and he can't be criticized.

The main hall is not far from here, in the center of the entire royal mansion. It covers an area of 500 acres and is a huge open-air square. There is a large milky white jade stele on the square, there are red thin lines on the white stele, like the human body's tendons, the roots spread upward, this is the ancestor of the Wang family and the monument of the meritorious minister.

It was not too late for Wang Guchao to arrive, and when the whole sun showed out of the clouds, he only heard the bell ringing 'Dang !!', and in the humming sound, the gate fell with a bang. In the first place is the patriarch of the Wang family, standing at the forefront, and further down is the high-level of the Wang family headed by the second master. Further down, the people of the Wang family lined up in turn, and Wang Guchao's identity could only be ranked at the bottom, so he naturally lowered his head tightly and secretly looked around from the corner of his eyes. As for the high-level in front, they were blocked by the members of the Black Ravens, and they couldn't be seen at all.

The patriarch of the Wang family walked up the steps, looked down at everyone, and waited for a while before he spoke, "Let's start!" After speaking, he turned around and slashed his finger with the fine dagger, squeezing out a drop of blood, which made Wang Guchao stunned, and the people around him were also doing the same actions as this patriarch. Wang Guchao looked at the small dagger in his hand, and only then did he understand why he was given a dagger when he first entered the door of the main hall. He quickly followed suit, slashing his finger and squeezing out a drop of blood. The drop of blood did not fall to the ground, but slowly floated forward, slowly being integrated into the stone tablet.

This stele drank enough blood, 'uh!' actually made a loud burping sound like a person, and the red line of the whole stele body was bright red, and slowly climbed from the bottom of the stele to a new one, just like an old tree with roots, and new tender roots.

When the new red thread stopped at the top of the stele, the patriarch knelt down again, pressed his palms forward on the stele, and boom! Many blood lines on the entire stele shot out from the top of the stele, outlining a whole root system in the sky like an old tree entrenched in the sky, extending to the sky. The whole sky above the clouds swirled up, the wind roared, whistling between the sky, the clouds gradually whistled downward, and when the cold clouds met the warm current below, the sky gradually began to rain lightly.

Everyone didn't mean to get up to avoid the rain, Wang Guchao looked at the looks of the people around him, obviously the people around him had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, one by one they stretched their bodies straight, their expressions were solemn, obviously bathing in raindrops, Wang Guchao knew that this must be strange, and patiently let the raindrops wet his clothes.

The rain falling on the body was not as cold as Wang Guchao imagined, but had a feeling of warm water immersion. The whole body is warm and dry, as comfortable as taking a sauna. Wang Guchao looked up and saw that there was a thin layer of red crystal curtain in the sky above the entire Wang family, obviously raindrops fell from the sky, and after this crystal curtain was transformed into spiritual rain. Then the whole body was numb and itchy, like thousands of ants gnawing, ** gradually strengthened, although the entire blood aperture could not contain the blood element, but it was distributed in the muscles of the whole body, Wang Guchao endured it and did not make a sound. Although the physical quality is low, this kind of pain has long been accustomed to in the previous life, this is the competition and transformation of will, with the will to control the power, with the spirit to suppress distracting thoughts. Wang Guchao opened his eyes and looked around, and found that even the immature children did not shout despite their painful faces.

Wang Guchao was stunned, obviously these children have been used to it since childhood. The people in this big family have used various means to cultivate their children since childhood, and it can be seen from this spiritual rain why the children of the family are more talented than ordinary children from the starting point, and ordinary people can be stoned to death with money. Not to mention anything else, this stele is made of spirit stones produced in the spiritual realm, and the entire Wang family does not add hidden power and wealth, I am afraid that this stele is the most valuable, otherwise it would not have such a great effect.

Wang Guchao thought about it, he didn't endure it, and let the cries of pain come out. The people around who were trying their best to digest the spiritual power of the body opened their eyes in surprise, wanting to see which member of this is so weak-willed?! The first thing for the Wang family to exercise is not ** but will, if a martial artist does not have a resolute heart, how can he be brave and diligent!

The patriarch of the royal family sat cross-legged on the altar, his palms still attached to it, and looked up with a groan in the wind, and was about to scold him, but when he saw that it was Wang Guchao, his eyes flashed, and he didn't scold him, and closed his eyes again.

Wang Guchao ignored the strange eyes of the people around him, Wang Guchao was not this group of Wang family children, he had been bathed in the spiritual rain since he was a child, and how could a teenager endure the pain of scraping the bones when he first came into contact with this spiritual rain. On the one hand, this is to cover up his age, and on the other hand, it is to constantly show his cowardice. Only by making this high-level Wang family think that he is not a threat can he live longer.

The rain that fell on the ground was not wasted, if the hundred rivers returned to the sea towards the stele converged, and gradually replenished the stele, a faint blood light lit up from the entire stele body, and gradually returned to the flattening.

After an hour, the patriarch on the altar suddenly stood up and shouted in a deep voice: "Once in a hundred days, the spiritual rain refines the body, as a child of my Wang family, this is a gift from our ancestors!

"Yes!" the crowd replied in unison.

Wang Guchao sighed in his heart, no wonder this is the case, the centripetal cohesion of the family in this world is really much stronger than the family in his previous life, and he has to take one step at a time if he wants to benefit from the chaos.

Wang Guchao found a small guy, after asking the way to Wentang, he strode towards Wentang, this spiritual rain is really magical, not to mention anything else in terms of strength alone has increased a lot, just this kung fu, enough to withstand his own efforts for several years! The density of bones around the body has increased, the body has become heavier than a dozen catties, and there is a heavy sound of slamming the ground when walking on the bluestone slab, which is Wang Guchao's weight has increased sharply, and it cannot be well controlled.

The entire Wentang is near the family residential area, located in the southernmost part of the entire Wang family, and the Wutang is separated from the main hall square in the distance, one in the south and the other in the north.

Wang Guchao knew from what he had seen and heard in the Wang family in the past few days, as well as Wang Jiacheng's records, that the way of martial arts in the blood realm can be divided into two categories in general, one is pure martial arts, and the other is formation, astronomy, and geographical feng shui. This kind of emphasis is on respecting heaven and fearing God, and taking the power of heaven and earth as the strength. These two categories are not as strong as who is weak, one is the way of oneself, digging out the treasures of the human body, and triggering the potential of the human body, and the other is the power of the occult, which is profound and vast.

Needless to say, the martial arts are the place where the family members and the martial arts are guarded, and the Wentang is the place where another major category is led.

Wang Guchao is very grateful to Wang Jiacheng for the record book, which is very detailed, and even has the architectural layout of the Wang family in the past. Because who would have thought that many things in this line of the Wang family are very similar to the line of the Wang Ancient Dynasty, and they were built on the ruins of the main family of the Wang family, and even the architectural patterns are somewhat similar.

Wutang has been controlled by the patriarch of the family since the existence of the Wang family, and no one can think of overstepping his power, while Wentang was in charge of the family elders two years ago, and now it is gradually tilting its power towards the eldest prince, and the daily affairs are managed by this Wang Lin.

All of this started after the end of the Wang Ge family competition two years ago, which is already very revealing, and the Wang family is about to give up on these two sons.

Wentang occupies not much, but this place is in the river, the Wang family in Jinjia City outside the city to open a channel, leading the river from outside the city, the Wentang is built here, forming a small island, stepping on the bridge strung up by iron chains to the Wentang, the bridge and the water surface gather nearly 100 feet, but very firm. It's a bitter winter, and the water has already formed a thick layer of ice, but there are black objects flowing under the ice from time to time, and it is clear that the island is not as calm as it looks from a distance.

This hall is small in size, but it is very high, with 30 floors, forming a kind of tower type.

"Who is the junior, stop in front of Wentang!" Before Wang Guchao walked to the door, a cold and old voice stopped Wang Guchao, Wang Guchao knew that this was the family elder of the Council of Elders guarding here, and this question was inevitable. He took out a token from his bosom, respectfully stepped forward and inserted it into the mouth of the lion in front of the door, and said: "The younger Wang Guchao, I came to Wentang to report on the order of the patriarch. ”

The door opened, and the old voice sounded again: "I know! Go in, but you are only allowed to move in the first to tenth floors of the Wentang, and you are not allowed to trespass after the tenth floor! No one can save you if you go in without permission!" Wang Guchao knew that above the tenth floor must be the important land of the Wang family, and immediately said: "Younger generations remember. ”

The voice stopped sounding, and Wang Guchao got up and walked in.

This hall doesn't look too big on the outside, but it's not small inside, just the first floor is equivalent to the size of five football fields, and there are not many people inside, it's quiet. On the left, a white-bearded old man was writing something with a pen, and Wang Guchao stepped forward and knocked on the table.

Why is this Wang Gu Dynasty so bold? In fact, looking at the people in the first layer, I found that these are ordinary people who don't know martial arts, if the Wang family itself doesn't have the slightest vitality, the family members will not appear here. So this old man is just the lowest level of the Wentang.

When the old man heard the voice, he raised his head, and when he saw Wang Guchao, he frowned: "Boy, who are you?"

Wang Guchao arched his hand at him: "Old man, my name is Wang Guchao, I joined Wentang today, where is the eldest prince, and I came to report to him?"

"If you want to see the eldest prince, then the little friend doesn't need to be polite, the eldest prince is in the three-story pavilion, you can go! Li Er, take Wang Xiaoyou forward. As soon as the old man heard that he was looking for the eldest prince Wang Lin, he immediately stood up, politely beckoned, beckoned a guard standing in the corner, and waved him to take Wang Guchao to the third floor.

"Then thank you old man! Let's go! Brother Li, it's hard work!"

This guard didn't dare to slack off, this Wang family has strict rules, and the punishment laws are very powerful.

In a yellow attic on the third floor, a young man sat on the main seat and quietly listened to the report of the person below. Dressed in a red carved dragon silk robe, sitting on a high chair, between the opening and closing of his eyes, there was a faint flame burning in his pupils, but there seemed to be a layer of restraint to suppress the flame.

"The villain obeys your orders and has been secretly monitoring the second son, and the second son has been going back and forth in the Cuihong Mansion for the past few days, and there has been no other situation. ”

"Oh! is it?!" Wang Lin looked at the servant with a smile, and the servant knelt down in fright, and said: "The villain will never dare to deceive you! The villain has been looking at the second son for the past few days, and he does not dare to slack off in the slightest!"

The eldest prince stood up suddenly, "Whew!" and pushed out with a palm, and the air shook and fluctuated, hitting the servant on the spot until he bleed. "What do you think this is?If it weren't for the housekeeper watching, how would I know that this second child was doing something else!" The eldest prince took out a piece of paper from his cuff and threw it in the servant's face.

This is a prescription, and this servant did not expect this to happen. The whole person turned pale, his face was full of cold sweat, and he opened his mouth and screamed: "Big Prince! I really don't know! I really don't know! The little incompetence, please spare your life!" The servant knew Wang Lin's cruelty and viciousness, and was so frightened that he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Get out of here! If I hadn't just taken charge of Wentang recently, I would have killed you!"

"Grand Master Xie spares his life!" The servant didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly retreated.

The eldest prince slowly picked up the paper again, read it carefully, and burned the paper to ashes with vigor in his palm. The blood vitality of the Wang family is a fiery vitality, and it is easy to burn paper naturally.

He clenched his fists tightly, and after a while, he let go: "Second brother, you were so invincible back then, and the family bloodline group would appear on you, do you know how desperate I was at that time? Who knew that you were abolished, so you can know that the ancestors still bless me." But why are you secretly looking for these medicines? This is not a cure for diseases! And why do you go out in the middle of the night every day? Do you have any other way? No, we must not relax our vigilance against you, it seems that it is not possible to count on these wastes, we have to think of another way!"