Two months later, Ningzhou, Yueyang Mountains.

A black light flew from the distant sky, and finally stopped in the sky above Fumo Mountain.

The black light was a black dragon more than ten zhang long, and on its back, there was a young man in white, and the young man in white was Wang Changsheng.

Xiao Hei's huge body naturally attracted the attention of the Wang family's guards, and they hurriedly reported it.

Soon, Wang Mingyuan and others walked out of the house.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's expression moved, and as soon as Xiao Hei's body twisted, he quickly fell downward, and after a few flashes, he landed on the ground.

More than ten years have passed, and Wang Mingyuan has a lot more gray hair on his head, and he looks a lot older.

"Dad, uncle, third uncle," Wang Changsheng jumped down from Xiao Hei's back, smiled at everyone, and said hello.

"Giving birth. ”

"Immortality is back. ”

"It's the fifth brother. ”

Seeing Wang Changsheng, the faces of the Wang family and the rest of the clan were overjoyed.

Wang Mingyuan stepped forward quickly, grabbed Wang Changsheng's hands tightly, his eyes were red, and said, "Sheng'er, I thought you would never come back!"

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's heart was sour, he smiled at Wang Mingyuan, and said, "How come! Dad, aren't I coming back?"

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back," Wang Mingyuan grabbed Wang Changsheng's hands tightly and muttered to himself, looking very excited.

"Okay, second brother, if you have anything to say back to the house," Wang Mingming patted Wang Mingyuan on the shoulder and said.

Wang Mingyuan nodded, and pulled Wang Changsheng into the hall.

Seeing this, Wang Mingzhi waved his hand to ask the others not to follow, giving Wang Changsheng and his son a chance to be alone.

Wang Mingyuan probably hadn't seen Wang Changsheng for too long, and kept holding Wang Changsheng's hands and talking to Wang Changsheng about the changes in the family over the years.

In the past ten years, the power of the Wang family has more than doubled, both the number of clansmen and the monthly income of the family have increased significantly, and Wang Mingyuan abdicated three years ago, and the current patriarch is Wang Changqing.

Wang Changxue gave birth to a daughter a year ago, and Wang Changyue also sent someone back a letter a few years ago, just saying that she was doing well, but did not say where.

"Sheng'er, how long can you stay when you come back this time?" Wang Mingyuan's eyes flashed and he asked.

"If the child remembers correctly, it will be your birthday in two months, and you will leave after your birthday," Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

"Okay, good, good," Wang Mingyuan nodded, and said three good words in a row.

Next, Wang Changsheng told Wang Mingyuan about his experience over the years, of course, he only chose the good ones and didn't mention any bad things.

The sky slowly darkened, and Wang Changsheng's father and son didn't notice it at all.

After listening to Wang Changsheng's statement, Wang Mingyuan sighed with emotion, especially when he knew the existence of the Xingchen Sea, he was shocked, he didn't expect that outside the Great Song Dynasty, there was a wider area.

"Okay, it's not early, you're tired of giving birth, let's go back and rest first! Let's talk again tomorrow," Wang Mingyuan got up and stood up, and said like this.

Wang Changsheng nodded, got up and walked out.

Back in his room, Wang Changsheng took out the portrait of his mother, hung it on the wall, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

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Yongzhou is located in the west of the Great Song Dynasty, the area can only be regarded as medium among the one hundred and nine states, its territory is mostly plain water towns, rich in products, large population, is a notoriously rich land.

And in this land of abundance, there is a notorious fierce island.

The original name of the island was White Kirishim, the whole island was covered by thick fog, so that people could not see the situation on the island clearly, I don't know when it began, the ships that entered the island within three miles would sink to the bottom of the water inexplicably, and over time, this island was also called the island of fierceness.

Since there is no boat that can only enter within three miles of the fierce island, naturally no one can land on this island.

Secular people would never have imagined that as early as hundreds of years ago, the entire White Fog Island was occupied by the Yang family, a great clan of cultivating immortals.

In order to avoid the intrusion of mortals, the formation mage of the Yang family laid a cloud and mist turning sea formation near White Fog Island, but all ships entering the island for three miles would touch the formation, resulting in the sinking of the ship and the death of people.

No matter how many mortals were killed or injured, the Yang family would not take it to heart.

In a heavily guarded attic on White Kirishim, a secret clan assembly is taking place.

All the powerful elders of the Yang family gathered here and sat in two rows.

Sitting in the main seat was a middle-aged man in a white robe, and beside him, stood a one-armed man in a white robe, with similar facial features.

The one-armed man was none other than Yang Qian.

"Big brother, what's going on, you need to call us all," said an old man in a yellow robe sitting on the left-hand side with thick eyebrows and big eyes, frowning.

"Let Qian'er tell you!" the middle-aged man said lightly.

Hearing this, the elders of the Yang family sitting on both sides moved their eyes to Yang Qian.

Yang Qian bowed to the elders sitting on either side and said:

"Decades ago, the little nephew was ordered by his father, after hardships and tribulations, worshiped into the Taiqing Palace, and worshiped under the head of the Taiqing Palace, according to the father's will, the little nephew pursued a senior sister with a prominent background, if the little nephew married this daughter, there is a great chance of becoming the next head of the Taiqing Palace, once the little nephew becomes the head of the Taiqing Palace, the power of the clan will go to a big step, but now it has encountered a big trouble, and has to ask the uncles for help.

"Big trouble? Could it be that your severed right hand has something to do with this trouble?" the yellow-robed old man narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Big nephew, if you have something to say, let it go, don't beat around the bush with your seventh uncle, your seventh uncle doesn't like this" A bald man with a meaty face said impatiently.

"Yes, Seventh Uncle, that's the case, a fellow disciple from a small family is also pursuing this girl, and my right hand was also cut off by this person, the little nephew hopes that your uncles will help the little nephew get rid of this person, a reminder, this person is proficient in the art of talisman seals, and has escaped many times in the hands of the monks of the Dan period, and even if he is trapped by the monks of the Dan period with the formation method, he can escape with his whole body," Yang Qian nodded and said slowly.

"You're not planning on us old fellows to deal with a foundation monk, are you?" said the bald man with a frown.

"It's the uncle who is going to make a move, but it's not to deal with this person, but to deal with this person's master, and to do it cleanly, it's best to blame the demon monk, without the master as a backer, this person is much easier to deal with," Yang Qian shook his head and said lightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that you already have a comprehensive plan, let's listen to it!" The old man in the yellow robe glanced at Yang Qian and said lightly.

"Yes, Sixth Uncle, the little nephew wants to borrow the knife of the Taiqing Palace, kill this person, get rid of his master, I don't want this person to have any chance of turning the tables, as long as this person dies, that senior sister with a prominent background will definitely return to my arms, and when I become the head of the Taiqing Palace, I will definitely make the power of my clan go to a higher level, and even take charge of the Taiqing Palace," Yang Qian said confidently.

"Where did you get the confidence that senior sister will definitely return to your arms? How much effort has it taken for your clan to get to where it is today after hundreds of years? Don't you think it's ridiculous that you have to gamble on the future of the entire family because of your personal grudges?" said an old man in gray with white hair.

Hearing this, although many elders did not speak, their faces showed expressions of approval.

"Uncle Eleven, this is a personal grudge of the little nephew, but it is also related to the future of the family, this person has cultivated to the foundation building consummation before the age of fifty, although he failed to hit the Dan period, but who dares to guarantee that he will not succeed next time? Once he succeeds in the Dan, do you think he will let me go? Once he and Senior Sister Murong become a double cultivator and are elected as the head of the Taiqing Palace, it will not only be me Yang Qian who will be unlucky at that time, but also all the uncles here and the entire Yang family," Yang Qian said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the old man in gray frowned, and the other people's expressions were very solemn.

They were all cultivators in the Dan Formation Stage, and they knew very well what it meant to cultivate to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building before the age of fifty, which meant that the other party had a great chance of advancing to the Dan Formation Stage, or even the Yuan Infant Stage.

"How sure are you that you can get rid of this person?Will this sharp blade of the Taiqing Palace hurt our Yang family?"

"As long as it is done cleanly, the little nephew guarantees that it will not hurt the clan, this is the little nephew's plan, uncles take a look," Yang Qian said confidently.

After speaking, he took out more than a dozen jade slips, and with a flick of his wrist, more than a dozen jade slips came out of his hand, and one jade slip fell in front of an elder.

Seeing this, the old man in the yellow robe and the others picked up the jade slip and pasted it on their foreheads.

After a while, the old man in the yellow robe took off the jade slip, and after a moment of silence, he spoke:

"This plan is really good, I can promise to make a move, but I hope that after getting rid of this person, you will give me a little restraint and don't cause any more trouble, I don't want to wipe your ass every day, after the matter is completed, you can cultivate with peace of mind, and strive to break through the Dan period as soon as possible, and seek greater benefits for your clan." ”

"The little nephew understands," Yang Qian heard this, his face was happy, and he agreed.

"What do the other brothers think?" asked the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat.

"No problem, I agree. ”

"I agree. ”

Most people agreed, while a small number remained silent.

"Since most of the brothers agree, then this matter is decided, the eighth, ninth, eleventh and thirteenth brothers, the four of you are responsible for dealing with this Wang Changsheng's master, remember that you must kill his master, and the others can be let go, remember to wear a mask, don't be recognized, as for the framing, the fourth and sixth are responsible, remember to do it cleanly, don't be recognized," the middle-aged man nodded and commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes, big brother," everyone said in unison.

With that, they got up and left.

"Qian'er, don't worry, Dad will definitely get justice for you," the middle-aged man patted Yang Qian's shoulder and reassured.

Yang Qian nodded, and secretly thought to himself: "Wang Changsheng, I see how you retreated this time. ”