Chapter 1558: Wang Zaiyuan

More than a hundred years have passed, and I don't know what the Kyushu Continent is like now, the Blood Demon Sect should still be there, right? After all, the Spirit Blood True Person is a Yuanying Cultivator, with a lifespan of thousands of years, and no one on the Kyushu Continent can pose a threat to him at all, after so many years, presumably the Seven Great Sects have long been completely subdued by the Blood Demon Sect, but I don't know what happens to those old people in the Qingfeng Hall now?

Just when Qingyang was thinking nonsense, he had come to the edge of the Kyushu Continent, not far in front of him near the open sea is a large city of scattered cultivation, Qingyang remembered that the name of this city was Purple Smoke City, and he had taken the spirit ship of Wantong Pavilion from here and left the Kyushu Continent.

Considering that the situation on the Kyushu Continent is unclear now, and he doesn't know how far the original Blood Demon Sect has developed, Qingyang feels that it is better not to show his true cultivation for the time being. I remember that there were not many high-level monks on the Kyushu Continent in the past, not to mention the Yuanying monks, and there were only one or two hundred Jindan monks, all of whom were high-level people of various sects, and they belonged to famous and surnamed figures, and the revealed cultivation was too high and was not conducive to inconvenience, so Qingyang performed the breathing technique, adjusted the cultivation to the late stage of foundation building, and then put away the wind control and fell to the ground, swaggering towards the purple smoke city.

The cultivation in the later stage of foundation building is not too conspicuous on the Kyushu continent, but he is also a high-level monk in Purple Smoke City, and the monks he met on the road are all respectful to him, and when he arrives at the city gate, Qingyang casually throws the entrance fee to the city gate guards, and then enters Purple Smoke City smoothly without stopping.

The Purple Smoke City is still as lively as it was more than a hundred years ago, and even the layout of the city has not changed much, but things are different from people, and the people now are definitely not the people they used to be.

There are a lot of young people with a bit of cleverness at the gate of the city, every time they see a foreign monk, they will take the initiative to step forward as a guide, they are all natives of Purple Smoke City, their cultivation is not high, there is no other way to earn spirit stones, they can only be guides for others to earn some spirit stones to subsidize their families.

Seeing Qingyang's revealed cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, many people hesitated, only a young man who looked very thin dared to greet him, saluted Qingyang, and then said: "Senior, in Xia Wang Zaiyuan, you can call me Xiao Wang, I have lived in this Purple Smoke City since I was a child, and I am very familiar with the surrounding situation, I wonder if my predecessors need me to be a guide?" ”

Listening to the other party's familiar words, looking at the other party's vaguely familiar appearance, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little in a trance, and the past seemed to be in front of him. Wang Zaiyuan, it is really fate, Qingyang nodded, then looked at the other party and said, "Who are you Wang Chenggu?" ”

That Wang Zaiyuan was very surprised, and said, "Seniors recognize my great-ancestor? ”

As long as the monk does not break through the foundation, the life span will not increase significantly, and the low-level monk like Wang Chenggu has not yet broken away from the category of mortals, and it is not bad to live to be a hundred years old, more than one hundred and ten years, ordinary people can indeed reproduce for several generations, if Qingyang did not embark on the road of cultivating immortals, I am afraid that he would have been dead for many years, and Xipingguan has also been passed down for several generations.

Qingyang said: "When I came to Purple Smoke City more than a hundred years ago, he was the guide he gave me. ”

Rao has long known that Qingyang is a foundation building monk, that Wang Zaiyuan still couldn't help but gasp, he saw his great-grandfather more than a hundred years ago, that is an old-timer, worthy of being a foundation building monk, so many years have passed, his great-grandfather has long been an ancient, and this person seems to be younger than himself.

Wang Zaiyuan looked at this Qingyang, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Could it be that you are a senior of Qingyang?" ”

"Do you recognize me?" Qingyang was surprised.

Hearing Qingyang's admission, Wang Zaiyuan was suddenly excited, and said: "I don't know Qingyang's predecessors, but it wasn't until some of the things of the great-ancestors that I heard the elders talk about the general appearance of the seniors, and I was a little impressed." My great-grandfather was only a monk at the bottom of Purple Smoke City, barely making a living by being a guide for others, until he met the Qingyang seniors, who were generous, and my great-grandfather made a fortune from then on, and gradually gained a firm foothold in Purple Smoke City, and had a small foundation. It's a pity that the Wang family is not rich enough, and the great-grandfather finally stopped in the late stage of qi refining, and then my grandfather and father's qualifications were very average, and the Wang family gradually declined, and when it came to my generation, I had to come out to be a guide again. ”

If Wang Chenggu can cross the threshold of the foundation building monk, the Wang family may be able to develop into a medium-sized family, but unfortunately Wang Chenggu did not break through, and after his death, the Wang family returned to the old path.

At the beginning, Qingyang gave out more than 20 pieces of spirit stones, which was nothing to Qingyang, but for Wang Chenggu, who only had the lowest level of cultivation in the Open Pulse Realm, it was a great fortune, and the Wang family gradually developed from then on, grateful for Qingyang's kindness, Wang Chenggu has been thinking about this matter, hoping that one day he can thank Qingyang in person. It's just that a hundred years have passed, Wang Chenggu has died, the Wang family has declined again, and Qingyang has never returned.

Since it is an acquaintance, it should be more convenient to do things, Qingyang said: "Your great-ancestor is doing a good job, I still have a deep impression, I came to Ziyan City this time to inquire about some news, if the information provided here can satisfy me, I will not miss your reward, even if it is to restore the glory of the Wang family when your great-ancestor was born, it is not impossible." ”

Restore the glory of the royal family? Hearing this, Wang Zaiyuan suddenly became short of breath, but he didn't expect that what happened to his great-ancestor back then was also encountered by himself. The Wang family was also wide at the beginning, great-grandfather and grandfather were all qi refining cultivators, and even willing to buy Kaimai Dan for their father, until their great-grandfather and grandfather passed away one after another, the Wang family declined, and his father exhausted his family wealth and could not break through the practice of qi, and later he was even more depressed, leaving himself to live alone in the world, and he couldn't earn a spirit stone for three or five months.

If he can restore the glory of the Wang family, even if he pays more, he is willing, thinking of this, Wang Zaiyuan fell to the ground with a plop and said: "Thank you seniors for your mercy, no matter what your predecessors want to know, I will do my best to inquire for you, and I will not hesitate to go to the soup." ”

Qingyang waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, it's so serious, I don't need you to go to the soup with a small Open Pulse Realm cultivator, I just want to know some of the basic situation of the Kyushu Continent's immortal cultivation world, and tell me everything you know, I will judge whether it is useful or not." ”

Hearing what Qingyang said, Wang Zaiyuan finally understood why he hadn't seen Qingyang's predecessors for so many years, it turned out that he had gone to the open sea, whether it was for the sake of the spirit stone or for the friendship of the year, Wang Zaiyuan knew everything about what Qingyang wanted to inquire.