In addition to Wang Changsheng, there are ten mortals on the island, and these ten mortals are sent by the family of Ping'an County to take care of Wang Changsheng's diet and daily life.

Wang Qiusheng is responsible for delivering meals and cleaning up the dishes, according to his seniority, he should call Wang Changsheng the ninth uncle.

Wang Changsheng sat down, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of white rice, the color was crystal clear, soft and glutinous, but unfortunately there was no aura.

After breakfast, Wang Changsheng walked out of Qinglian Pavilion, his lips moved slightly, and a large white mist came out of his feet.

After the white mist rolled and condensed, it turned into a white cloud about the size of a foot, which was quietly suspended there, as if it were flat ground.

The Soaring Cloud Fog Technique, a beginner and lower-level flying spell, the flight speed is not fast, but in the absence of a flying spirit weapon, most of the Qi refining period cultivators will practice this technique.

Wang Changsheng walked to the top of the white cloud, and the white cloud slowly rose into the air and flew into the distance.

It didn't take long for Wang Changsheng to land in a valley, the stone walls on both sides of the valley were pitted, and a large amount of gravel was scattered on the ground, and he often came here to practice spells.

Because the aura of Lotus Island is barren, cultivation is half the effort, and most of the time he spends his time cultivating spells.

Wang Changsheng exhaled lightly, and the words in his mouth began to be recited, and his hands pinched the tricks, forming strange seals one after another.

A moment later, a large amount of blue light appeared around Wang Changsheng's body, quickly condensing into a crystal ice pick a foot long, emitting bursts of cold air.

"Go. ”

Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and lightly touched the stone wall, and shouted softly.

As soon as the words fell, the crystal ice pick went straight to the stone wall.

After a crackling sound, there was an additional pit a foot deep in the stone wall, and the pit was covered with a layer of frost.

"It worked!"

Wang Changsheng saw this scene, and his face showed joy.

The Ice Pick Technique is a beginner and mid-level spell, and the power is not particularly great, and it took Wang Changsheng more than half a year to finally cultivate the Ice Pick Technique to the Great Perfection.

Spells are divided into three stages: entry, small success, and great consummation according to the size of the power and the casting time, under normal circumstances, ten days and half a month can be a primary spell cultivation introduction, if you want to cultivate the primary spell to a small success, how can it take two or three months, if the primary spell wants to cultivate to the great consummation, let alone more than half a year.

To be honest, when Wang Changsheng first came to Lotus Island, a place where birds don't, he still had a lot of complaints about his father in his heart, but after staying for three years, his mood changed and he slowly understood his father's hardships.

In the past three years, his cultivation speed has been like a turtle crawling, but his state of mind is much firmer, in addition, he has also cultivated five primary spells to the Great Perfection, and he can use spells instantly, if he still stays in the family to cultivate, he may not spare so much time to cultivate spells.

A morning's time passed quickly, and Wang Changsheng practiced a morning spell.

At noon, when he returned to Qinglian Pavilion, Wang Qiusheng just brought lunch.

Wang Qiusheng put down his meal and left.

Two dishes and one soup, steamed green finch eggs, meatball tofu soup, braised venison.

The ingredients are all sent by the Wang family, they are all excellent ingredients, and the chef is also a first-class cook, the only flaw is that there is no aura.

Wang Changsheng drank a bowl of soup and was about to move his chopsticks, when Wang Qiusheng walked in quickly, holding a letter in his hand, his face full of nervousness.

"Uncle Jiu, people have died one after another in Wangjia Town, which is quite strange, you see?"

Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Bring it to me to see." ”

Wang Qiusheng didn't dare to slack off, and handed over the letter with both hands.

Wang Changsheng's eyes swept away, he groaned slightly, and ordered, "Do you know the mayor of Wangjia Town?"

"I know, according to the generation, Wang Qingyun, the mayor of Wangjia Town, is the third uncle of his grandson. ”

"Go back and pack up, bring some dry food, and follow me to Wangjia Town. ”

More than ninety percent of the people in Wangjia Town are members of the Wang family, and the people of this town are the key objects of Wang Changsheng's protection.

Something happened to Wangjiazhen, and Wang Changsheng naturally didn't dare to slack off.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Qiusheng came to Qinglian Pavilion with a burden on his back, and behind him, there was a girl in a blue dress with a delicate face.

Wang Changsheng looked at the girl in the blue dress and ordered: "Qiuyue, when I am away, Lotus Island will be handed over to you, if you receive any letters, send someone to Wangjia Town immediately." ”

"Yes, Uncle Nine. ”

Walking out of the Qinglian Pavilion, Wang Changsheng's lips moved slightly, and a white cloud rose out of thin air under his feet.

Even though it was not the first time to see Wang Changsheng casting spells, Wang Qiusheng and Wang Qiuyue's faces still showed envious looks.

The white clouds carried Wang Changsheng and Wang Qiusheng slowly up and flew into the distance, and it didn't take long for the two of them to disappear into the sky.

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Wangjia Town is a small town with a scale of more than 5,000 people, and there is a small river three zhang wide in the north of the town, and along the river is a large area of farmland.

The people of Wangjia Town live a self-sufficient life by farming and hunting.

There is only one street in Wangjia Town, the street is in a north-south direction, and at the southern end there are hundreds of wooden or brick buildings, large and small, one of which has the most magnificent courtyard, and the two-zhang high vermilion gate looks imposing, and the façade is covered with shiny copper nails, shining in the sunlight.

On the left and right sides of the courtyard gate, there is a hideous stone lion.

There is a long black plaque hanging at the door, which is engraved with four golden characters of "Wang Family Ancestral Hall", which is very conspicuous.

In the main hall, more than 20 old people over half a hundred years old gathered together, and a rich old man of fifty or sixty years old sat on the main seat, and the rich old man was none other than Wang Qingyun, the mayor of Wangjia Town.

Wang Qingyun is 67 years old today, and he is the highest-ranking person in Wangjia Town, and he is highly respected and elected by everyone as the mayor of the town.

The old men on both sides of him were representatives of the various branches of Wangjia Town.

It is worth noting that next to Wang Qingyun, there are two fast catchers, one tall and one short, with solemn expressions.

The two arresters are also members of the Wang family, and they were not qualified to participate in a clan meeting of this scale, but now that there is a murder, Wang Qingyun asked them to participate in today's clan meeting.

A tall and thin old man stood up, bowed his hand to Wang Qingyun, and asked, "Third uncle, what's going on? Haven't you caught the murderer yet? Tianhu and Tianlong, you are a fast catcher, why can't you catch the murderer after so many days?"

"Sixth uncle, it's not that our brothers are incompetent, but we can't do anything, the victim has no scars, there is no trace of a fight in the house, and there are no outsiders in the town, this is obviously done by ghosts. Humpty Dumpty explained with a wry smile.

Although the people of Wangjiazhen have not been able to cultivate immortals, they all know that there are immortal cultivators in the world, and they also believe that there are ghosts in the world.

"I'll just say! This is certainly not man-made, as I expected. ”

"That's it, I guessed it, it turned out to be a ghost. ”

"Now that you know that it was a ghost thing, then what are you waiting for, I remember that there is a heavenly master in Ping'an County, bless our side with peace, five uncles, quickly send someone to invite the heavenly master of our family to get rid of the ghosts, otherwise we don't dare to sleep at night, we are afraid of dying in a daze, and we only dare to squint for a while during the day." ”

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The representatives of each branch have expressed their own views one after another.

Wang Qingyun waved his hand and ordered: "Okay, be quiet, I have already asked the flying pigeon to pass a message to inform the heavenly master of my family, before the heavenly master of this family rushes over, you restrain the clansmen, don't go out alone at night, so as not to kill any more clansmen." ”

At this moment, a tall middle-aged man walked in quickly, his face full of joy.

"Father, Qiusheng's cousin brought the Heavenly Master of his family over. ”

When Wang Qingyun heard this, he immediately stood up and asked, "Where is the Heavenly Master?" Lead the way, don't neglect the Heavenly Master of your family." ”

After saying this, Wang Qingyun walked out quickly, and the other Wang family members followed.