Zhao Xiaoshan landed in a clearing in the fort, put the two-headed monster bird into the spirit beast bag, and led Wang Changsheng towards a street.

The shops on both sides of the street are not large, mainly dealing in talismans, refining tools and alchemy materials, and there are also a few shops selling pills, but what makes Wang Changsheng feel strange is that most of the shopkeepers are mortals without mana.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, most of them were mortals, and occasionally you could see a few high-spirited immortal cultivators, and the mana fluctuations on their bodies were very obvious.

Seeing this scene, the doubts in Wang Changsheng's heart deepened, generally speaking, immortal cultivators will stay in a place where there is abundant spiritual energy to cultivate, and if it is the worst, they will also find a place to settle down, and they will not mix with mortals at all, even if they really live with mortals, they will hide their identity as immortal cultivators in every possible way, and they don't want outsiders to know.

After all, as an immortal cultivator, living with ordinary people is a very humiliating thing in the immortal cultivation world.

And these immortal cultivators did not hide the fluctuations in their aura at all, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were immortal cultivators, which made Wang Changsheng puzzled.

As if seeing the doubts in Wang Changsheng's heart, Zhao Xiaoshan smiled slightly, and explained: "Senior Brother Wang, these mortals are actually the descendants of our Zhao family's spiritual root owners, because they don't have a spiritual root, and they don't want to live in the world, so they stayed in the castle, as for the few immortal cultivators you saw, because there is no hope of advancement, they live together with mortals, and the children born to these people are more likely to have spiritual roots, which is also to inspire other clansmen to work hard to cultivate." ”

Wang Changsheng suddenly realized, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

Next, Zhao Xiaoshan took Wang Changsheng and walked around the castle, and at the same time explained to Wang Changsheng non-stop.

According to Zhao Xiaoshan, the entire Zhaojiabao is divided into the inner fort and the outer fort, the inner fort is inhabited by the Zhao family with spiritual roots, and the low-level monks and mortals are mixed in the outer fort, only the clansmen with spiritual roots can freely enter and exit here, as for those mortals who were born in the fort since childhood, but do not have spiritual roots, it is impossible to get out of Zhaojiabao in their lives.

Although they can't leave Zhaojiabao, these mortals can have no worries about food and clothing, and if there is a spiritual root owner among the descendants, their status will also rise, and it may not be impossible to leave Zhaojiabao.

Wang Changsheng followed Zhao Xiaoshan around the castle, and when he passed by several shops selling elixirs, he found a few hundred-year-old elixirs, Wang Changsheng was now in urgent need of intermediate-level rune paper to practice drawing intermediate runes, and when he saw these hundred-year-old elixirs, of course he would not let them go, and bought them all.

After the sky darkened, Zhao Xiaoshan placed Wang Changsheng in a quiet courtyard in the inner fort, and after a few words, Zhao Xiaoshan said goodbye and left.

After a day of shopping, Wang Changsheng was also a little tired, and after sending Zhao Xiaoshan away, he went back to his room to rest.

According to Wang Changsheng's plan, after staying in Zhaojiabao for a few days, he will go to the world to practice, of course, this is not all his thoughts, mainly because his master Zhao Qingshan suggested that he pretend to be an ordinary man, and it is best to live in the world for a period of time, which will help temper his state of mind and have certain benefits for future cultivation.

Since the master said so, Wang Changsheng would naturally abide by it, to be honest, he was also quite curious about the mortal world, but he had been busy cultivating and had no chance to set foot in it.

The next morning, when Zhao Xiaoshan appeared in front of Wang Changsheng again, he was followed by a young woman in her twenties.

The woman's face is round, with a pair of big black eyes, and two small dimples on her beautiful face, which makes her look very pretty and cute.

"Senior Brother Wang, let me introduce you, this is my cousin Zhao Yuzhen," Zhao Xiaoshan pointed to the young woman and introduced to Wang Changsheng.

"In Xia Wang Changsheng, I have seen Zhao Daoyou," Wang Changsheng looked upright, and said to the young woman with a fist.

"It turns out that you are the Wang Daoyou that Brother Nineteen has been talking about, fortunately," Zhao Yuzhen smiled sweetly, and her curved eyebrows trembled slightly.

"Senior Brother Wang, there is something going on in the clan that needs to be dealt with by me personally, so let my cousin take you around for the time being!" Zhao Xiaoshan said slightly apologetically.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, he raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, if you have a place for your junior brother, please give me a famous word," the tone was very sincere, Wang Changsheng asked Zhao Xiaoshan to sit in the Wang family for a few days, and owed a favor, if there is a chance, he wants to repay this favor as soon as possible.

"It's just a trivial matter, my brother can handle it well," Zhao Xiaoshan shook his head, and then said to Zhao Yuzhen: "Okay, twenty-seventh sister, you can help me take Senior Brother Wang to play in the castle for a few days! Don't neglect Senior Brother Wang, you know?"

"Okay, okay, I know, you go get busy!" Zhao Yuzhen urged, signaling Zhao Xiaoshan to leave quickly.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoshan smiled bitterly, said a few more words, and under Zhao Yuzhen's urging, turned around and left.

In the next few days, Zhao Yuzhen started to be a guide and took Wang Changsheng to play in the castle, at first, because of the difference between men and women, the two got along with each other a little restrained, but as time went by, the relationship between the two was much closer.

On this day, Zhao Yuzhen took Wang Changsheng to a magnificent building, and the explosion of spells was faintly heard inside.

The building hangs a silver plaque with three large black characters written on it.

Although Zhao Yuzhen led the way, the two of them still had to go through the guards' interrogation and confirm that it was correct, and then they were able to enter the Yanwu Hall.

Wang Changsheng's family also has a martial arts hall, but compared with the Zhao family's martial arts hall, it was compared in an instant.

The Zhao family's martial arts hall has a size of nearly ten acres, and there are many gorgeously dressed immortal cultivators standing in twos and threes, men, women and children, the number of hundreds of people, they are practicing spells, fireballs, water arrows, ice picks, wind blades and other common primary spells can be seen here, and some people are even practicing the art of the sword.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, everyone subconsciously glanced at it, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes, but when they saw Zhao Yuzhen next to them, they no longer paid attention to it and concentrated on cultivation.

In the courtyard, there are dozens of black stone tablets with a height of dozens of feet, and all kinds of spells issued by the Zhao family have been smashed on the black stone tablets, in addition, there are some black iron balls of different sizes, which are hung on the iron rod with chains, and are also used as targets for practicing spells.

"Wang Daoyou, this is our Zhao family's martial arts hall, what do you think," Zhao Yuzhen asked Wang Changsheng with a smile, and a smug look flashed in his beautiful eyes.

To tell the truth, the Zhao family's martial arts hall is many times better than the Wang family's martial arts hall, but in the eyes of Wang Changsheng, who has experienced a hundred battles, these Zhao family members are just silver spear crayon heads, which are useless. Cultivating spells here is indeed a good choice. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yuzhen's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, she grew up in the castle since she was a child, and she has a deep affection for everything in the castle, especially the martial arts hall, which is the pride of her (his) Zhao family, and in Wang Changsheng's mouth, it is just a place to practice spells, which makes her somewhat dissatisfied.

Dissatisfied is dissatisfied, she also knows that Wang Changsheng, as a disciple of the Taiqing Palace, is well-informed, and may not be able to look down on her (his) Zhao family's martial arts hall.

"What, listen to Your Excellency, our Zhao family's martial arts hall is only used to practice spells?" A somewhat dissatisfied voice came from behind Wang Changsheng.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, he subconsciously turned around and saw that a black-faced man in his thirties appeared behind him at some point, and next to the big man, there were two young men with somewhat similar facial features, the face of the black-faced man was a little gloomy, and the two young men looked at Wang Changsheng with a little unkind gaze.

The black-faced man is in the middle stage of foundation building, and the two men are in the early stage of foundation building.

"Seventh Uncle, Ninth Brother, Eleventh Brother, don't get me wrong, this is the same junior brother of Nineteenth Brother," Zhao Yuzhen saw this, and hurriedly explained.

"I know that he is Xiaoshan's fellow disciple, I won't embarrass him, I just want him to give me an explanation, what is a suitable place for cultivating spells," the black-faced man waved his hand, staring at Wang Changsheng with a dead gaze, and said in a deep voice.

When Wang Changsheng heard this, he frowned, thought about it for a while, and explained: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake in the next moment, and I ask this fellow Taoist to forgive me." ”

"I'm afraid I won't see it," the black-faced man shook his head.

"Then what do you want," Wang Changsheng said with some dissatisfaction, there is a limit to patience, he has already apologized, and the other party still does not forgive, really treat him as a soft persimmon, can you take it casually?

"It's very simple, let's have a fight, you win, I don't have a word, I won, and ask Daoyou to retract what you just said," the black-faced man said lightly.

"Fighting method?" Wang Changsheng frowned, shook his head, and said: "The sword has no eyes, forget it! I can take back what I said just now." ”

"If that's the case, others will think that our Zhao family is bullying, I want you to take back what you just said convincingly, I can sign a life and death contract with you, if I have an accident, our Zhao family will never blame you," the black-faced man patted his chest and promised.

"I can take it back, and there is no need to fight," Wang Changsheng was unmoved and refused.

"Your Excellency, don't you think that I, Zhao Gang, are not worthy of being your opponent, or do you look down on our Zhao family?" The face of the black-faced man suddenly turned cold.

The quarrel between the two attracted a large number of Zhao family children to watch, and these Zhao family children obviously stood on the side of the black-faced man, especially after the black-faced man said that he looked down on our Zhao family, Wang Changsheng became the target of public criticism.

"Hmph, aren't the disciples of the Taiqing Palace great? ”

"That is, the seventh uncle is one of the top ten teachings of the Yanwu Hall, and he can't even fight with him, which is too arrogant. ”

"Uncle Seventh is in the middle stage of foundation building, and this person is in the early stage of foundation building, which is indeed a little unfair. ”

The Zhao family had a lot of discussions, most of them stood on the side of the black-faced man, but there were also a small number of people who were upset with Wang Changsheng, and they proposed to change the Zhao family in the early stage of foundation building to fight with Wang Changsheng.

"Seventh Uncle's cultivation is higher than yours, it's really unfair to fight with you, in this way, I'll fight with you, I'm also in the early stage of foundation building, so it's fair! If you think I'm older than you, I can let the eleventh brother fight with you, how about it?" A tall Zhao family member stood up and said.

Wang Changsheng frowned, he didn't expect that because of his words, he would cause such a big trouble, most of his fighting methods relied on Fu Seal, Fu Seal threw less, the other party refused to admit defeat, threw more, and was afraid of hurting the other party.

After entering the foundation building period, Wang Changsheng also learned the occult arts, and now he can also control four magic weapons at the same time, no matter how many talismans he throws out, he can only control four of them, so it is easy to accidentally injure Zhao Xiaoshan's clansmen, which is not what Wang Changsheng wants to see.

Seeing the Zhao family members coming around, Wang Changsheng frowned, thought for a moment, rolled his eyes, and said, "Okay! I promise to fight with you, but change the rules." ”

"What rules?

Wang Changsheng's eyes turned, and he landed on a black stone tablet, and said, "Don't you have a lot of Xuantie Stone Tablets here?" ”

Hearing this, the black-faced man's face was a little moved, he pondered for a moment, nodded, and said: "Okay, just do as you say, I am in the middle stage of foundation building, and my mana is deeper than yours, and it is unfair to compete with you, so Sicheng you go, and you will fight on behalf of our Zhao family." ”

"You don't need to change people, just compare with you," Wang Changsheng shook his head.

Seeing this, the black-faced man hesitated slightly, and then responded.

The black-faced man commanded, and the Zhao family erected ten black stone tablets in a row.

"You are a guest, you invite first," the black-faced man made a gesture of invitation, and said to Wang Changsheng.

"It's the same for whoever comes, you come first!" Wang Changsheng said lightly.

Seeing this, the black-faced man didn't shirk it, only to see his lips move slightly, and he swiped the void in front of him with one hand, and with a "poof" sound, a little red light emerged in front of him, quickly condensing into a red fireball the size of a water tank.

"Go," as the black-faced man gave the order, the giant fireball flew quickly towards the black stone tablet.

With a loud "boom", a dazzling fire shot up into the sky, and the rolling flames immediately submerged several black stone tablets.

At the same time, two rays of light, one red and one black, flashed out from the black-faced man's hand, heading straight for the rolling flames.

After the two rays of light sank into the flames, there were two loud "bangs" and "bangs" inside.

After the firelight, the black stele appeared in front of everyone again, ten steles, four steles were broken in two, cut out extremely smooth, and the fifth stele had two grooves about a foot long.

Seeing this situation, the black-faced man nodded with satisfaction, this stele is made of Xuantie stone, it is difficult to destroy it, he can destroy the Xuantie stele on all sides, it is already very good.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Zhao clan were excited one by one, they used this Xuantie Stone Tablet to practice spells every day, and their characteristics were very clear, they didn't expect that as soon as the black-faced man made a move, he destroyed four Xuantie Stone Tablets, and also left two grooves in the fifth.

Soon, the Zhao clan re-found ten dark iron stone tablets and erected them in a column.

Wang Changsheng looked at the black stone tablet more than ten meters away, frowned, and took more than ten steps back, only to see his right hand flipped, and there were three more red talismans in his hand, and after rubbing his hands, he raised them at the same time.

After a flash of red light, three giant fireballs the size of wheels emerged and struck straight at the black stone tablet opposite.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the black-faced big men and other members of the Zhao family changed, and a look of shock flashed in Zhao Yuzhen's eyes.

A loud "boom" sounded, and the ground shook slightly, and three giant fireballs turned into billowing flames, drowning ten black stone tablets.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Changsheng raised his right hand, and a thick stack of talisman seals came out of his hand, and with a shake in the wind, these talismans turned into transparent water arrows several feet long, with hundreds of them, shooting towards the flames.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Changsheng took out two glittering blue talisman seals, threw them forward, and with a flash of green light, two giant wind blades with a length of two feet went straight to the opposite side, and there was a "bang" and "bang" sound in the flames.

When the fire cleared, the ten stone tablets disappeared, and there was a fist-sized pile of rubble on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the Zhao family was dumbfounded, and the black-faced man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, he knew very well that if it was a life and death fight, he would never be able to block such an attack, and suddenly, he looked at Wang Changsheng with a deep look of awe.

For a while, the Zhao family looked at Wang Changsheng with a monster-like look, and their faces were full of admiration.

Zhao Yuzhen's small mouth was even wider, she thought that even if Wang Changsheng worshiped under the gate of Taiqing Palace, his skills would not be high, Zhao Xiaoshan could only refine pills, and his actual combat ability was average, and she was not even valued by Wang Changsheng, but she didn't expect that Wang Changsheng's skills were so strong, and for a while, her beautiful eyes showed a touch of admiration.

"Zhao Daoyou, I agreed," Wang Changsheng walked up to the black-faced man and said with his hand in a very sincere tone.

"If you lose, you lose, there's nothing to justify, a fight, I, Zhao Gang, still lost," the black-faced man shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Haha, that's a good point, in a fight, our Zhao family still loses," a deep voice came from the entrance of the Yanwu Hall.

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man with a red face walked in quickly, the middle-aged man had good facial features, a pair of tiger eyes were not angry and arrogant, and at a glance he knew that he was a person who had been in the top position for a long time, Zhao Xiaoshan followed behind the middle-aged man, his expression was very serious.

"Meet the head of the family," seeing the middle-aged man, the Zhao family shouted in unison, looking very respectful.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng knew that the middle-aged man was Zhao Xiong, the contemporary head of the Zhao family, and Zhao Xiaoshan's father.

"Under Wang Changsheng, meet my uncle," Wang Changsheng stepped forward and bowed slightly, although the other party is also a foundation building monk, but he is still Zhao Xiaoshan's father, as a junior, he also conforms to the rules, and furthermore, the future development of the Wang family will inevitably rely on the power of the Zhao family, in public and private, Wang Changsheng should hold the courtesy of the junior.

The middle-aged man was obviously very satisfied with Wang Changsheng's attitude, nodded, glanced Wang Changsheng up and down, and praised: "You are Wang Xian's nephew that Xiaoshan often mentions! ”

"Big brother, I have disgraced the family, please punish me," the black-faced man walked up to the middle-aged man and said with a look of shame.

"Hmph, punishment, do you know what is wrong?" the middle-aged man snorted lightly and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Don't know?"

"Wang Xian's nephew is a guest of Xiaoshan, you have repeatedly embarrassed the guests, if it spreads, who will dare to go to the door of our Zhao family in the future, as for this fight, I don't blame you, Wang Xian's nephew is a talisman maker, and he is the first place in the ten-year competition of Taiqing Palace, it is normal for you to lose in his hands," the middle-aged man's tone changed, and then said:

"However, in view of your recklessness, you will not serve as the instructor of the Yanwu Hall in the future, and the monthly salary will be halved, and you can recognize this punishment. ”

"Follow the orders of the eldest brother," the black-faced man replied without thinking.