In a quiet courtyard, Wang Ruyan was chatting with her mother Yang Yueqin over tea.

"Yan'er, you are not young anymore, you should also find a good family, entrust it for life, the immortal road is difficult, husband and wife support each other, in order to go further, these are the foundation building monks of the right age, which one do you like?"

As Yang Yueqin spoke, she took out more than a dozen painting scrolls and let Wang Ruyan check them.

Wang Ruyan read them all, with a hesitant look on his face.

"Mother, my daughter doesn't know which one is suitable, you check it for me. ”

Yang Yueqin nodded with a smile and said, "Li Yao of Qingyang Sect is quite good, his grandfather is a monk of Jiedan, if you marry him, you will definitely be happy?"

"Li Yao, this person is well-known for his heart, with a group of wives and concubines, mother, you let me marry him?"

Wang Ruyan frowned and said.

"Silly girl, who is not married? Li Yao is the descendant of Brother Jiedan, if it weren't for your uncle being Brother Jiedan, people may not look down on you, there are countless female monks who have thrown their arms to him, you are still young, you are not sensible, you are right to listen to your mother, you must listen to your husband when you marry, teach your husband and children, don't be petty. ”

Yang Yueqin said bitterly.

Wang Ruyan sighed lightly, pulled her hair with her right hand, her eyes were cold, and said: "You are not my mother at all, my mother is not this kind of person at all, during this time, you have been telling me all day long about husband and child, not talking about cultivation at all, fake is always fake, if it weren't for the fact that you pretend to be like, you would have been exposed a long time ago." ”

After saying this, Wang Ruyan's sleeves shook, and a large blue filament flew out, piercing Yang Yueqin's body, and Yang Yueqin turned into a little spiritual light and disappeared.

Wang Ruyan only felt that there was a flower in front of her, and suddenly appeared in a gray space, with a gust of yin wind, followed by a team of Wang family monks, Wang Changsheng walked side by side with her.

"Ghost Abyss!"

Wang Ruyan frowned slightly, and glanced at Wang Changsheng.

"Fairy Wang, there seems to be something abnormal ahead, let's go over and take a look!"

Wang Changsheng opened his mouth to suggest, his tone sincere.

Wang Ruyan nodded, and the two walked slowly.

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Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sat on the futon, their brows furrowed, both facing their demons.

Wang Changsheng's body surface was covered by a large area of colorful spiritual light, Sanskrit sounds burst, and wisps of gas with a strange fragrance floated in his nose like smoke.

Outside the manor, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingling, and Wang Mengbin looked at Wang Changsheng's residence, and everyone had a worried look on their faces.

At this time, the five-colored light cluster had already submerged into the manor, and within a radius of five hundred miles, the wind and clouds were reversed, and huge spiritual energy gathered in the manor.

The five-colored light cluster became smaller and smaller, as if it had been devoured.

Half an hour later, in the secret room, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sat on the futon, and countless five-colored spiritual light poured into their mouths and noses.

They were sweating profusely and clenching their teeth, as if they were suffering some kind of pain.

If someone scans their dantian with their divine sense, they can find that the volume of the golden pill at their dantian has more than doubled, and the spiritual light is shining, and the endless aura is submerged into the golden pill, and the volume of the golden pill is constantly increasing.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a small crack appeared in the Jin Dan of the two, and the crack expanded rapidly, and the Jin Dan shattered, replaced by two white and chubby babies, the babies were an inch tall.

At the beginning, the baby was still a little weak, and a steady stream of five-colored aura poured into the body, and the two of them grew up a lot, full of energy and smiles.

Wang Changsheng's Yuanying held three mountain and sea pearls, and Wang Ruyan's Yuanying held the Golden Lotus Qin.

A loud thunderclap sounded, and the two mini primordial babies looked frightened.

A huge dark cloud appeared over the manor, covering more than a dozen miles, and countless silver thunder snakes swam among the dark clouds like a tide, and a dull rumbling sound spread.

Wang Qingqing and the three of them felt the amazing momentum of the thunderclouds, their expressions changed greatly, and they flew into the distance one after another.

"What's going on? According to the records, the Infant Thunder Tribulation won't be so big! The vision is too big, isn't it? Could it be that the Ninth Uncle and Nine Aunts are impacting the Yuan Infant Stage together?"

Wang Qingling said with some confusion.

"This ······ It's hard to say, but it's really possible. ”

In their cognition, the Yuanying monks are all married separately, and rarely have babies at the same time, even if they are married at the same time, their residences will be separated, but Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are not separated, and the vision of getting married is so big, it is inevitable that they will be suspicious.

"Ancestors bless, I hope my father and mother will successfully enter the Yuan infant stage!"

Wang Qingqing muttered to himself, his face full of worry.

The dark clouds rolled violently, thundered loudly, and several thick silver lightning bolts flew out of the dark clouds and slashed towards the manor.

"Boom!"

A building was directly split into rubble, and dust flew up.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qingling could be sure that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan hit the Yuan Infant Stage at the same time, this situation was the first time she had seen it, and she had never seen it in the classics.

The dark thunderclouds tumbled, and a large patch of silver lightning fell, more than just before.

Wang Qingqing's heart tightened, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's thunder tribulation was more than twice that of the Purple Moon Fairy, and the power was so great, and he didn't know if Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan could survive this tribulation.

Three orbs flew out, dripping and turning, and countless yellow mist appeared, and it didn't take long for the entire manor to be covered by a large sea of yellow mist.

The silver lightning submerged into the sea of yellow mist, like mud like the sea, and did not make the slightest sound.

The rumbling thunder rang out again, and twice as many silver lightning bolts flew out and slashed towards the sea of yellow mist below.

The silver thunder and the yellow glow are intertwined in a brilliant way.

The time of a cup of tea passed, and the silver lightning that descended from the black thunderclouds seemed to be endless, falling wave after wave, becoming more and more powerful, and most of the yellow mist was dispelled.

Thundered!

A huge thunderclap sounded, the black thundercloud rolled violently, and ten thick silver thunder pythons flew out of the thundercloud and pounced on the sea of yellow fog below.

Ten silver thunder pythons submerged into the sea of yellow mist, and suddenly exploded, turning into countless silver arcs, catapulting in all directions, and powerful waves of qi spread in all directions, rolling up a large amount of dust.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan stood in a pile of rubble, their clothes in tatters and their breath sluggish.

Another loud thunderclap sounded, and the black dark clouds overhead rolled violently, and suddenly an arc of blue, blue, and red suddenly appeared.

"This is the three-color divine thunder! How is it possible! How can there be a three-color divine thunder in the infant thunder tribulation?"

Wang Qingqing exclaimed, grabbing the corners of his clothes with both hands, looking nervous.

Wang Qingling and Wang Mengbin glanced at each other, and they didn't dare to breathe, looking straight at the three-color divine thunder.

Thundered!

The three-color thundercloud rolled violently, turning into dozens of three-color thunder spears, and quickly slashed down.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's faces changed greatly, and a burst of blue light lit up on the surface of their bodies, turning into a blue ball of light, covering them.

As soon as Wang Changsheng raised his hand, a small cyan umbrella flew out, and as soon as it was opened, a cyan glow flew out, covering the two of them, forming a second protective circle.

Wang Ruyan sacrificed a black bead and turned into a black light curtain, forming a third protective circle.

The three-color thunder spear hit the black light curtain, and it suddenly exploded, and countless three-color arcs bounced, drowning the figures of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, and the dust was flying, and the air waves were rolling.

After ten breaths, the three-colored thunder light dissipated, and the sky was clear again.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were lying in the gravel pile, their breath was sluggish, Wang Changsheng pressed on Wang Ruyan's body, protecting Wang Ruyan, he was bleeding nonstop, his arms were scorched, and there was a burning smell.

Looking at the powerful spiritual pressure they exuded, they had entered the Yuan Infant Stage, but Wang Changsheng blocked most of the damage in order to protect Wang Ruyan, if it weren't for his physical cultivation, he would have died.