"Dare to ask what you call Daoyou?"

The disciple of the Xuanshui Palace asked politely, with the Xuanshui Order in hand, the other party will definitely be able to worship the Xuanshui Palace.

"In Xia Wang Miao, there are Lao Daoyou to lead the way, and Wang wants to ask to see the head of your faction. ”

The blue-shirted young man clasped his hands into fists and said sincerely.

Wang Miao, whose real name is Wang Rongmiao, is a descendant of Wang Changxing, who cultivates the water system exercise "Wanlang Zhenjing" and builds four layers of foundation.

When Qinglian Villa was attacked, he traveled outside and escaped by luck.

According to Wang Qingling's order, the family was divided into pieces, from light to dark.

Wang Rongmiao had received a Xuanshui Order in his early years, and he planned to enter the Xuanshui Palace with the Xuanshui Order.

He had already married, but his wife and children were all killed, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous, and he knew very well that he was no match for his enemies.

He plans to use the power of the Xuanshui Palace and the family to advance to the Yudan period, and he wants to make the enemy pay for his blood debts.

Hundreds of members of the Wang family were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe, broke into pieces, infiltrated different forces, and went incognito, hoping to rebuild the family in the future.

Wang Rongmiao and a number of clansmen were ordered to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect, with the help of the power of the sect, to strengthen their bodies, of course, during this period, the family will help them as much as possible.

"It turned out to be Wang Daoyou, please here. ”

After a cup of tea, Wang Rongmiao and the leading disciples stopped, and below them, there was a desolate mountain range, and the aura was weak.

The leader disciple took out a round blue token and shook it downward, and a blue light flew out and disappeared into a void below.

The void rippled with water, and with a flash of blue light, an endless stream of emerald mountains appeared in front of them.

Between the steep mountains and peaks, you can see a large number of buildings, and a team of fairies in the pavilion palace ride spirit birds from the sky, a scene of a blessed land of immortals.

Wang Rongmiao saw this situation, and his face showed a look of reminiscence, if the family had not been destroyed, there might be such a scene in the future.

It didn't take long for them to appear in the meeting hall of Xuanshui Palace, and Chen Zhiyong, the head of Xuanshui Palace, personally received Wang Rongmiao.

Chen Zhiyong checked the Xuanshui Order, and after confirming that it was true, he said with a smile: "Wang Daoyou, according to the rules of this sect, you will be a disciple of our Xuanshui Palace in the future, but before that, we need to ask you a few questions with the Question Mirror, of course, we won't ask too many questions." ”

Anyway, Xuanshui Palace still has to guard against it, who knows if Wang Miao is an evil cultivator.

Wang Rongmiao agreed to come down and let Chen Zhiyong ask questions.

Chen Zhiyong took out a small silver mirror, aimed at Wang Rongmiao, the silver light flashed, and a large piece of silver glow covered Wang Rongmiao.

He mainly asked whether Wang Rongmiao had committed murder or evil, whether he had been sent by the hostile forces of Xuanshui Palace, and whether he wanted to do something that harmed the interests of Xuanshui Palace.

Chen Zhiyong was very satisfied, and asked people to take him down, go through the entry procedures, and arrange accommodation, and in this way, Wang Rongmiao became a disciple of Xuanshui Palace.

Xuanshui Palace has eighteen inner peaks and thirty-six outer peaks, the inner peak is where the foundation building monks live, and the outer peak is the place where the qi refining monks live.

Qinglian Peak is one of the eighteen inner peaks, Wang Rongmiao chose to live in Qinglian Peak, so as to remind himself not to forget that he was born in Qinglian Villa, and not to forget the hatred of the clan.

He named his residence Qinglian Yuan and planted some green lotus.

Wang Rongmiao took out the spiritual tablet of his parents and offered incense to worship.

"Daddy, mother,"

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Dayue Country, Jinyuefang City.

Come to the fairy building, a private room.

A shrewd round-faced man and an old man in a red robe in his early sixties drank and chatted, and the two talked and laughed, and got along very well.

"Wang Xiaoyou, just say what you want! This is not your style. ”

The red-robed old man said meaningfully.

The round-faced man smiled, and said with a smiling face: "I can't hide anything from Wu Lao's eyes, it's like this, my store really can't continue to operate, and the losses are serious, I don't know if Wu Lao is willing to take in the juniors and let the juniors have a bite to eat." ”

The round-faced man's name is Wang Mengying, the ninth layer of qi refining, he originally belonged to the Intelligence Hall, ostensibly running a small shop, but in fact he was asking for information for the family.

The family was hit hard, from light to dark, and Wang Mengying was ordered to join the Tianfeng Business Alliance.

The Tianfeng Business Alliance is a chamber of commerce organization, with forces spanning the Eastern Wilderness, the South China Sea and the Central Plains, and there is a branch of the Tianfeng Business Alliance in Jinyuefang City, and the old man in the red robe is the shopkeeper Wu Feng.

Prior to this, Wang Mengying prescribed the right medicine according to Wu Feng's preferences and formed a friendship with Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's eyes narrowed, and he said meaningfully: "Our meal is not easy to eat, Wang Xiaoyou, although we are a chamber of commerce, but we also have our own system, if you do something that harms the interests of our business alliance, we will not be polite to you, eat our food, you have to obey our orders to do things, do you think about it?"

"Think about it, this year, no one supports you, the business is really not good, Wu shopkeeper, please take care of it in the future, and the small ones will do it first. ”

Wang Mengying's face was full of flattery, and he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Wu Feng was very satisfied with Wang Mengying's attitude, nodded and said: "Okay! From tomorrow, you will go to the store to help, starting from the second child of the shop, the basic salary of five spirit stones per month, the more things you sell, the more lulu." ”

"Thank you, shopkeeper, the little one will toast you again. ”

Wang Mengying's face was overjoyed, he stood up, and gave Wu Feng another glass of wine.

Wu Feng laughed and said, "The son can be taught." ”

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Wei State, Qingyuefang City.

In a certain cyan attic, Wang Tianwen and more than a dozen other monks of the Wang family gathered together, their faces full of grief and indignation, and they wore linen and filial piety.

"You can't stay in the Eastern Wilderness, you guys should go to the Central Plains Immortal Cultivation Realm with me! Maybe we can occupy a place in the Central Plains Immortal Cultivation Realm. ”

Wang Tianwen sighed, he returned to the family not long ago to visit relatives, and found that the family was destroyed, and when he saw the Qinglian Villa in ruins, Wang Tianwen was filled with grief in his heart.

According to Wang Qingling's order, the clansmen were divided into parts and divided into multiple branches to develop.

"Head of the family, do we want to change our name and surname?"

Wang Tianwen shook his head and said: "Don't change your surname, change your name, change your character, I'm not famous, and there aren't many clansmen who know my existence, I will be the head of our branch in the future, you all go with me to the Central Plains to cultivate the immortal realm, one day, we will kill back, and the blood debt will be paid." ”

In the end, Wang Tianwen was murderous.

"Yes, Master. ”

The same scene appeared in various parts of the Eastern Wilderness, the monks of the Wang family were divided into pieces and scattered, with the foundation monks as the core, and established multiple branches, some joined the Xiuxian sect, some changed their names and surnames, some joined the Chamber of Commerce, and some established power.

Hatred has made them more united, and they are all determined to rebuild Qinglian in the future.