Taiyi Immortal Gate, a quiet courtyard. In an exquisite attic, Wang Mingren sat cross-legged on a futon, and the room was filled with a large number of golden and red points of light.

The golden and red points of light, accompanied by Wang Mingren's swallowing and spitting, poured into his nose one after another and disappeared, and with the swallowing and spitting, his breath slowly expanded.

A quarter of an hour later, the golden and red dots of light disappeared, and Wang Mingren opened his eyes, full of joy.

"Build the fifth floor of the foundation!"

After Wang Changsheng refined the natal artifact for Wang Mingren, Wang Mingren went into retreat.

In this retreat, it took him seven years to advance from the fourth floor to the fifth floor.

This cultivation speed is already considered fast, the higher the realm of an immortal cultivator, the higher the difficulty of cultivation.

There are not a few monks who build the foundation of the Taiyi Immortal Gate, and there are not a few who are stuck on the fourth floor of the foundation.

Speaking of which, if he hadn't taken two Golden Yan Fruits, it would have taken him several years to advance to the fifth layer of the foundation building.

There are still more than ten years to go before the opening of the Taiyi Secret Realm, and he has three seven-hundred-year-old Jin Yan Fruit in his hand, and after taking the Jin Yan Fruit, before the Taiyi Secret Realm opens, it should not be a problem to advance to the sixth layer of the foundation building, and he now needs to increase his fighting experience.

Having said that, he has experienced too few life-and-death battles, and the disciples who enter the Taiyi Secret Realm, the Taiyi Immortal Sect will train for a period of time, even so, there are still many disciples who stay in the Taiyi Secret Realm forever, and they do not have enough rich experience in fighting methods, no matter how high their cultivation is, they are vulnerable to a blow in the face of monks or demon beasts of the same level.

Wang Mingren has a clear plan for his future, he will definitely go to the Taiyi Secret Realm, but he also wants to enrich his fighting experience.

Wang Mingren took out a palm-sized cyan paper crane and punched it into a spell, and a dazzling aura lit up on the surface of the paper crane's body, and countless runes appeared.

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you convenient now? Junior Brother Wang Mingjiang has some personal matters and wants to talk to Senior Brother Zhao. ”

After Wang Mingren said this, a law was decided on the cyan paper crane.

The cyan paper crane bloomed with a dazzling blue light, its size increased more than ten times, and its wings spread outward.

The Messenger Soldier would bring his words to Zao Wou-Ki, and he planned to follow Zao Wou-Ki to hunt demon beasts and increase his fighting experience.

Two hours later, the messenger soldier flew back, Wang Mingren hit the messenger soldier with a legal decision, and Zhao Wouji's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Wei is drinking tea with Senior Brother Xiao, if Senior Brother Wang is free, come here!"

Wang Mingren looked happy and walked out.

He took out two red wheels, jumped on them, and flew high into the air.

Wei State, Ping'an County.

In a quiet courtyard, Wang Ping'an looked nervous, five five or six-year-old children stood in front of him, Wang Qingyuan held a measuring ruler, and tested the five children to see if they had spiritual roots.

Unfortunately, none of the five young children had a spiritual root, and Wang Ping'an's face was full of disappointment.

"Peace, they don't have spiritual roots, you don't have to be too sad, you don't have to be a few wives and concubines. ”

Wang Qingyuan put away the measuring ruler, patted Wang Ping'an's shoulder, and comforted.

Wang Ping'an sighed and said with a wry smile: "I already have a wife and five concubines, more than twenty sons, and grandchildren, why can't I give birth to an immortal cultivator?"

"The probability of mortals appearing immortal cultivators is relatively low, and after the number of mortals reaches a certain limit, the probability of appearing immortal cultivators is getting lower and lower, this is not to blame you. ”

When Wang Ping'an heard this, he felt a little better, and asked, "How are my father and mother?

"The ninth uncle and nine aunts have been in retreat, and they haven't been out of the customs yet, Qingqing and they are all fine, by the way, Qingyang's wife is about to give birth. ”

Wang Ping'an took off a piece of jade pendant on his chest and handed it to Wang Qingyuan: "Sixth brother, I don't have any good things, this jade pendant was given to me by my father, you can help me bring it to the fourth brother! ”

"Okay, no problem, you take good care of yourself, it's not very important to be born or not, the ninth uncle and nine aunts hope that you can live this life in peace." ”

Wang Qingyuan comforted a few words, put away the jade pendant and left.

Qinglian Villa, a quiet courtyard.

Wang Qingyang stood outside the courtyard, looking nervous, and Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan stood aside.

"Brother, sister-in-law, Yan'er will be fine!"

Wang Qingyang asked nervously.

He is already at the eighth level of qi refining, and his cultivation is all piled up with pills, and after getting married, the focus of his life shifts to his children.

After Song Yongyan married Wang Qingyang, she has given birth to two sons and a daughter, the two sons have no spiritual roots and have been sent to the secular to raise, and the youngest daughter is a five-spirit root with very poor qualifications.

Wang Qingyang really wants to give birth to a child with three spiritual roots, and this small wish is not too much.

"Aunts and aunts are all in there, they don't know how many children they have delivered, they will be fine, don't worry! You are not the first time to be a father. ”

Wang Qingzhi patted Wang Qingyang's shoulder and comforted.

It didn't take long for a middle-aged woman to walk out quickly, and said with a smile on her face: "Qingyang, congratulations, Yongyan gave birth to a big fat boy, and the mother and son are safe." ”

Wang Qingyang breathed a long sigh of relief and put down the big stone in his heart.

"I discussed with my mother, if it is a boy, it will be called Wang Qiufeng. ”

Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan congratulated and gave a gift.

Wang Qingyang was also polite and accepted the gift.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I remember that Qiu Hong's age has reached marriageable age, have you found a good family for him?"

Wang Qingzhi grinned and said, "We plan to wait for my father and mother to get out of the customs and arrange a family affair for him, this child has a stable personality, just like me." ”

Qi Shanshan smiled bitterly and complained: "You still know that Qiu Hong is your son, so you can't bear to send your son out, why don't you tell the head of the family, transfer Qiu Hong back, and find him an errand at home." ”

"You're here again, when the clansmen come of age, they have to be sent out to do things, no one can be an exception, and you don't mention this kind of thing in the future. ”

Wang Qingzhi didn't want to keep his son by his side, Wang Qiuhong didn't like farming, he wasn't interested in other skills, and he couldn't learn it, so it was not a good thing to leave him in Qinglian Villa.

"I heard that Qiu Ming has cultivated to the fifth level of qi refining, and in another ten or eight years, this kid is estimated to surpass my uncle, Qiu Shuang is not bad, brother, sister-in-law, I really envy you, which is like me, Qiu Lan has a spiritual root, or a five spiritual root, and his qualifications are worse than mine. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Qingyang's face was full of sadness.

The qualifications of the five spiritual roots are difficult to build a foundation for the blue sky.

Wang Qingzhi and Qi Shanshan hurriedly opened their mouths to comfort, relatively speaking, they are good, the three children are all three spirit roots, Wang Qiuming is firm in his heart to the Dao, rarely appears in front of people, most of the time he is cultivating, at the age of twenty, refining qi at the fifth level, and his cultivation speed is the first person in the Qiu Zi generation.

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Chapter 425: Wang Qingyang gives birth to a son