Changsheng, this time you got so much spiritual water, you can cultivate with peace of mind, and leave the clan affairs to me to handle. Wang Changsheng agreed to come down and return to his residence.

Wang Qingqing was sitting in the stone pavilion carving puppets, and Wang Mingren was watching.

After a while, she put down the spirit knife and held a lifelike puppy puppet in her hand.

"Uncle Forty-two, you see, the first step in making a puppet beast is complete. ”

Wang Qingqing's crystal eyes were full of pride.

"Qingqing, you are so powerful, I have carved many times without success. ”

Wang Mingren said in an envious tone.

"Uncle Forty-two, as long as you practice diligently, you can do it. ”

Wang Qingqing grinned and encouraged.

"Qing Jing is right, Uncle Forty-two, God rewards hard work, as long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to do it. ”

Wang Changsheng walked over and said with a smile.

The Wang family does not have the cultivation method of the Golden Fire Twin Spirit Roots, Wang Mingren is currently cultivating the "Yang Yuan Jue", this exercise can be cultivated by any spiritual root, and the cultivation speed is average, and he can only cultivate to the ninth level of Qi refining.

Without supporting exercises, the Wang family could only let Wang Mingren practice the "Yang Yuan Jue" that any immortal cultivator could cultivate, and when he was older and had a deeper sense of belonging to the family, they would send him to Bailingmen.

"Dad, I'm ready to refine the puppet beast, but there are still a lot of things I don't understand, tell me about it. ”

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, and carefully explained the process of refining the puppet beast to Wang Qingqing, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, Wang Qingqing boldly asked questions, Wang Changsheng answered them one by one, and Wang Mingren listened.

"I seem to know how to refine a puppet beast, so I went back to the house and tried to refine a puppet beast. ”

Wang Qingqing's face was full of eagerness, and he rushed towards the boudoir quickly.

"Uncle Forty-two, I want to retreat for a while, during this time, if there is anything, you can go to my father, and he will help you solve it. ”

Wang Mingren nodded obediently: "Okay, I remember, Changsheng, you are busy!"

He picked up a book of refining weapons and looked at it carefully, his immature face was full of serious expressions.

Wang Changsheng nodded secretly and walked towards the house.

Closing the door of the secret room, he took out the refining materials and refining atlas, and prepared to refine a natal weapon for Wang Ruyan.

To be honest, he didn't know the bottom in his heart, he hadn't refined a guqin-like magic weapon before, and most of the refining was the inner armor of the sword and flag.

After meditating for a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng picked up the purple zinc wood, threw it into the void in front of him, and opened his mouth to spew out a blue innate true fire, wrapping the purple zinc wood······

The years have not passed, and the time of three years has passed quickly.

At noon, the sun was shining.

In a vast golden rice field, Wang Mingsen and five other clansmen stood in front of Lingtian.

Wang Qingzhi sacrificed two cyan sickles, quickly sank into the rice field, and one after another Linggu fell.

After cutting off all the Spirit Valley, the others each sacrificed two storage bags and put away the Spirit Valley.

Wang Mingsen took out a red glittering flag, and with a slight flick of it, a large red flame appeared out of thin air, quickly igniting the hay in the spiritual field.

The fire soon spread, a huge white cloud appeared over the Lingtian at some point, after a tumbling surge, the raindrops of beans poured down, and soon, the flames collapsed, and the Lingtian was scorched black, steaming hot.

Wang Qingzhi squatted down, took out a palm-sized yellow gourd, opened the lid of the gourd, and five yellow earthworms several zhang long came out one after another, quickly burrowing into the ground.

I saw that Lingtian was uneven for a while, as if it had been reclaimed by someone.

Half an hour later, five yellow earthworms had reclaimed the spiritual field and eaten the excess hay.

"It's still convenient now! I use spirit insects to plow the land, just like before, every time I finish cutting the spirit valley, I have to lie on the bed for two days. ”

Wang Mingsen sighed with a look of reminiscence.

"Before, Uncle Twenty-two, didn't you use spirit worms to plow the land before? Isn't it quite easy to harvest the Spirit Valley? What's so tiring?"

Wang Qingzhi was puzzled and asked curiously.

"How could the previous conditions be so good, the spirit stones were not enough for their own use, where were the spirit stones to buy spirit insects to raise, at that time, the harvesting of the spirit valley was manually harvested, even if a grain of rice fell on the ground, it had to be picked up, now it is different, not to mention a grain, it is a pound of spirit rice thrown on the ground, and no one of you wants to pick it up, you go to the canteen to take a look and know, those young clansmen are wasteful, and most of the spirit porridge is not eaten, we are at that time, a grain of spirit rice is reluctant to waste. ”

Wang Mingsen said slowly, and in his words, he was very dissatisfied with the behavior of the juniors wasting food.

Wang Qingzhi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked, "Isn't it! Twenty-second uncle, did the family have such a hard time before?"

Wang Mingsen hesitated for a moment, and told the matter of the Xuanjin vein, this matter has been so long, and there is no secret to speak of.

"How can a great-grandfather endure the death of the other man's hand! ”

One of the clansmen was puzzled.

Wang Mingsen snorted coldly, and reprimanded unceremoniously: "The strength is not enough, you can only endure it, it's okay to win, if you lose, you will destroy the clan, you all have several spiritual weapons on your body now, at that time, it is good that the younger generation in the clan can have a spiritual weapon, it is still used by the elders, one against three, how to fight? I will now let you fight to the death with three evil cultivators, one against three, will you fight?"

"This ······ If we can't defeat us, we can move the rescue troops! ”

Wang Mingsen sneered, and said earnestly: "Move the rescue soldiers? There is no benefit, who will help you? Between the family and the family, there is only interests, your friend is besieged by three evil cultivators, will you rush up to help him desperately? Save him, the reward he gives is not your favor, will you help him next time? Young and vigorous, think twice before doing things, don't have a hot brain, do stupid things, it is yourself who suffers, you must know how to advance and retreat, take a step back and open the sky, endure the calm for a while, and endure if the strength is not enough, just like now, if I were not your uncle, you would have already returned the mouth, if you had built the foundation, I would not dare to say this about you. ”

"Yes, my grandson remembers the teachings of his father. ”

Wang Qingzhi and the others agreed repeatedly, but I don't know what they thought in their hearts.

"Okay, that's all in the past, tell you, you don't understand, you work hard is to cherish the current life, that is all the ancestors of the past generations with flesh and blood and sweat in exchange, I hope the family is getting better and better, don't go back to the hard days before, go back! ”

"Yes, Twenty-two Uncles. ”

Wang Qingzhi and the others agreed to come down and turned to leave.

Back at his residence, Wang Qingzhi saw Wang Ruyan drinking tea and chatting with Liu Qing'er in the stone pavilion.

"Grandma, mother, hasn't Dad been out yet?"

Wang Qingzhi asked casually.

"Not yet, Qingzhi, you go to Lingtian to do things again! Seeing that you are sweating profusely, come and eat something and drink a cup of hot tea to relieve fatigue. ”

Liu Qing'er said with concern, her eyes full of doting.

Wang Qingzhi answered, and walked towards the stone pavilion.

"Grandma, sister, why didn't you see her, isn't this her favorite peach blossom cake?"

Wang Ruyan showed a smile on her face and said, "Your sister went to your fifth aunt, she now has a relatively high success rate in refining first-order low-grade puppet beasts, saying that she wants to work harder to refine first-order middle-grade puppet beasts, and she doesn't have to wait for dinner." ”

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Chapter 289: Three Years