The sky gradually darkened, Tan Yonghua and the others had been gone for a long time, and Wei Xing was still sitting on the exclusive seat of the head of the sect hall.

It wasn't until Wang Shuang came to look for him that Wei Xing came back to his senses from a stunned state.

"Miscellaneous deacon Wang Shuang, meet the master. "As soon as the sturdy man with tanned skin entered the door, he bowed down.

Wang Shuang is the miscellaneous deacon of the Vientiane Gate, in charge of all the miscellaneous servants of the whole sect, and he himself is also from the miscellaneous service, in order to facilitate his management, the sect specially used an elixir called "Transforming Fan Dan" to forcibly raise his cultivation to the first level of Qi training.

In the Canglan Realm, there are two kinds of people, one is a monk who can cultivate immortals with a spiritual root, and the other is a mortal who cannot cultivate without a spiritual root.

The so-called miscellaneous servants are some servants recruited by the sect to deal with miscellaneous chores, all of whom are mortals.

Therefore, even Wang Shuang, who is a miscellaneous deacon, cannot participate in the pioneering war as a disciple of the sect, and he is not even qualified to enter the succession ceremony of Weixing.

The "Metamorphosis Pill" can only forcibly raise mortals to the first level of Qi cultivation, and they will not be able to advance an inch from then on, but Shouyuan can reach the two hundred years that a Qi cultivator should have, and it is worthy of the word "Metamorphosis".

"Get up, what's the matter?" said Wei Xing lightly.

"Thank you. Wang Shuang stood up respectfully and explained the reason: "After the old master left, there were no monks in the door who needed to be served, and there were no chores to take care of. After Lingtian and Yaotian left the monks, mortals would be useless, and the old master had already taken away all the Linggu elixirs in the door before leaving. May I ask the master, how do you assign the tasks of the miscellaneous servants in the sect now?"

After listening to Wang Shuang's words, Weixing pondered.

Today's Vientiane Gate is already an empty shell, everything has been emptied, and things have either entered the "Na Qiankun" on Weixing's body, or they have been taken by Alice Tam.

The most important thing for the continuation of a sect is the disciples, there are no real disciples under Weixing, only mortal servants like Wang Shuang, who can really be described as the commander of the light pole.

The most important thing is that Wei Xing is only a small monk of the fourth layer of Qi training, without the cultivation of his grandfather Tan Yonghua's mid-stage Jindan, he can't deter the neighboring sects, this Vientiane Mountain is the new location selected by the second generation of head Wei Feng after the original fierce beast tide.

The aura is rich, although Wei Xing is a high-grade spiritual root, but he has never cultivated seriously, he can cultivate to the fourth level of qi cultivation at the age of eighteen, and this aura is rich in the environment.

Wang Shuang on the side was still respectfully waiting for Weixing's instructions, he was a beggar when he was a child, until he was recruited into the sect as a handyman when the Vientiane Gate held a ceremony to accept apprentices.

Many people, like Wang Shuang, have been living in Vientiane Mountain and are loyal to Vientiane Gate. When Alfam Tam and the others left, many people thought that the sky had fallen, but fortunately, there was still a new head left, which made Wang Shuang feel at ease a little.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see the new head summoned, so I took the initiative to come to visit.

As a miscellaneous deacon, Wang Shuang knows the whole sect up and down, but although Weixing has a noble status in the door, he is very low-key and does not want to be served, so Wang Shuang does not know very well.

Taking advantage of the waiting time, Wang Shuang was nervous and excited, carefully observing the frowning Weixing.

The sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the long handsome and durable, the body has been changed into the head of the robe, spotless snow white, delicately embroidered with gold silk mountains and rivers and dragons, the power is extraordinary, and the weather is majestic.

Wang Shuang felt shocked just by looking at it, and hope surged in his heart, "The Vientiane Gate hasn't fallen yet!" thought secretly happily in his heart.

But the next moment, the words of the new head in front of him hit him like a bolt from the blue.

"There will be no task in the future, give you 100,000 taels of gold, go and send everyone away, and your own share is here, these should be enough for you to enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth." Weixing came to a conclusion in his heart, and took out 100,000 taels of gold from the "Na Qiankun" and threw them on the ground, piling up small mountains of gold.

Wang Shuang, who has lived in Vientiane Mountain for so many years, has no feeling for these small gold mountains, but it is the fact that Weixing wants to let them go makes him stunned.

Seeing that he didn't react, Weixing thought it was not enough: "If it's not enough, you can say how much you need." ”

Wang Shuang subconsciously clenched his fists, suppressed his emotions, and replied: "Master, I have no relatives and no home." The sect is like my relatives and my home, and I want to die in the sect. ”

The words were full of feelings that he didn't want to leave the Vientiane Gate, and Rao is Weixing couldn't help but feel a little touched.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to respond to this loyalty: "There is no way to continue to stay in Vientiane Mountain, the reason is very simple, I can't keep it. So I've decided to give it up, and unfortunately, I can't fulfill your wishes. ”

This reason is very simple, Wang Shuang quickly understood, but still didn't want to give up: "Wang Shuang wants to follow the master, and after leaving, the head must also need someone to serve him, and I hope that the head will be gracious." ”

Weixing shook his head and refused: "I don't need to wait, to be honest, you will only drag me down if you follow me." ”

After speaking, he stood up and walked past the man with tears in his eyes, only to hear, "I will always stay here, here and wait for the head to come again in the future." ”

Wei Xing's figure paused, and he didn't look back: "Then you have to wait, that day will come." ”

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The sky was completely dark, and the bright moonlight could not hide the bright stars in the sky.

The celestial star had reached a long distance from Vientiane Mountain, sitting on a white horse summoned by the "horse talisman", looking up at the night sky.

It has long been a familiar scenery, but today I feel a little special, leaving the place where I lived since I was a child, my grandfather left with my classmates, and now I am the head of Vientiane Gate.

Looking at the starry sky, Wei Xing had a wonderful feeling, it seemed that there were several gusts of wind blowing towards his heart from all directions, but it only made him a little itchy, that's all.

In the ruling area of Vientiane Gate, there is a mortal country, Vientiane Country, Vientiane Gate recruits disciples basically in Vientiane Country to hold immortal ceremonies in various parts of Vientiane Country, and now the sect is only one by itself, and this recruiting disciples can only do it themselves.

I don't know when other sects will come to the door, and he has a heavy treasure, Weixing knows that the situation is urgent, and he must complete the task of recruiting disciples as soon as possible.

The celestial star urged the horses beneath him to march towards the nearest mortal city.

"Horse Talisman" is a special type of consumable talisman seal, this kind of talisman is easy to make, the price is cheap, and one low-level spirit stone can buy ten pieces. The horses summoned were faster than the best horses in the world, but that wasn't too fast in the eyes of the monks.

Qi cultivation period monks are not able to travel in the air, unless they rely on flying magic weapons, flying magic weapons are very valuable, and many Qi refining period monks choose to use horse talismans to travel.

It's not that Weixing doesn't have flying magic weapons in his hand, but it is better to say that there are many in the "Na Qiankun", but in order to keep a low profile, he didn't take it out.

Bai Ma followed the official road, and soon took Weixing to a mortal city, in the case of the cultivation of immortal sects, the world is peaceful, the land is regulated, even the emperor is not allowed to launch a war on the periphery.

Therefore, the general city did not build a city wall, but only set up sentry posts around the city, showing the identity of the Vientiane Gate monk, and Weixing easily entered the city through the sentry.

The city is brightly lit and bustling. There are pedestrians, vendors, carts and horses.

It's not the first time I've seen the worldly and lively scene Wei Xing, and Alan Tam has brought him to it before. Whether it was before or now, Weixing's heart is unfluctuating.

It should have been, or it was until the last second.

Suddenly, Wei Xing felt a strong attraction, so strong that he didn't even have the idea of resisting, and walked directly to the source with his feelings. It's like a suffering and dying traveler in the desert who suddenly sees an oasis.

Bang!

Around the corner, a person was knocked down by Weixing, that person fell to the ground, covered the place where he was hit with one hand, and scolded loudly with a red face: "No long-eyed ......" Halfway through seeing the clothes on Weixing's body, he didn't dare to say any more, people living in Vientiane know that the robe of the golden dragon on a white background is worn by the immortals of Vientiane Gate.

The man was very frightened, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Shangxian spares his life, the villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, offended Shangxian, there are old and young in the family, and please spare the villain's life." ”

The man kneeling on the ground didn't respond for a long time, his head was broken, and when he raised his head, he found that Weixing had already left, and there were still some people there who were there to see the jokes, so they blushed and left.

Never in memory had he felt such a strong emotion, and this longing burned like a flame in his heart.

Greedy taste, but also unresistible to follow the feelings to a compound, back to his senses Wei Xing found himself standing in a secret room, behind him is the entrance that was violently opened up when he entered, in front of him is a solo exhibition shelf, on which visited a lot of calligraphy and paintings, dolls, jade furnaces and other treasures, obviously this is someone's collection room.

The monk could see clearly even in the dark, but this was not what Vi Xing was concerned about, from the beginning his gaze was firmly fixed on a stone on the display shelf, this stone was very strange, like a heart, lifelike, there was not the slightest trace of artificial carving, giving people the feeling that it could still beat.

It was this stone heart that attracted him, Wei Xing stretched out his hand and touched it gently, and the moment his fingertips touched the heart of the stone, the stone melted and turned into liquid and poured into his body from his fingertips.

Wei Xing only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his mana surged all over his body, and all the treasures on the display shelves around him turned into powder.

It was dark in front of him, and he fainted. Behind him, many voices came from the violently opened entrance, and a faint firelight shone in.