Since the absence of the ancestor of the Ran family and the free scattered people, the Sun family has replaced the previous status of the Ran family in this Ran Yunxing because of Sun Xi, and it is even more beautiful than the Ran family back then, and has become a unique existence on the number cloud star.

After more than 20 years of evolution, gradually the people of the Sun family have become arrogant, and in Qishui City, there are also branches of the Sun family, at this moment, in the hall of the branch of the Sun family, the three elders of the Sun family who have turned into gods and cultivators, sitting on it, in front of them, a cadre of people who participated in the restaurant incident, etc., are all here.

It was the first time for Qingyi to come to such an occasion, and she was quite nervous in her heart, but she just lowered her head and looked respectful.

Her master, the Jiedan monk, was also standing aside at the moment, but his face was pale and bloodless, and his cultivation had already fallen from Jiedan to the late stage of foundation building.

"Does this person really say that?" one of the three grandchildren, one of the red-faced old men, opened and closed his eyes slightly, and said calmly.

The monk of the Sun family in the late Yuan Infant Stage, who had stopped Wang Lin before, nodded hurriedly and said, "The juniors will not hear it wrong, this person did say that it is only this once, not an example!"

A cold snort came from the mouth of another elder in green clothes, and this person's eyes showed a cold glint, and he said coldly: "It seems that someone is going to provoke my Sun family again! This person can make the Elder Monk break the Dan at a glance, and in one step, he will make the three Yuan Infant Monks regress, and their cultivation is afraid that they have reached the infant transformation stage!"

"What about the infant transformation period, the ancestor of my Sun family is still here, and there is that senior who has been sheltering for a hundred years, even the phantom family of the Thousand Illusion Stars does not dare to provoke that senior, with him, my Sun family will not collapse!" The last of the three elders said flatly.

"What's this person's last name?" said the red-faced elder a second time.

The monk below was silent for a long time, and the old man in the late Yuan Infant period smiled bitterly: "I don't know about this matter, but I see that this foreign clansman seems to have some conversation with them, or years, she will know." ”

The red-faced old man's gaze fell on Qing Yi.

"DID YOU KNOW?"

Qingyi's body trembled, he was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "The juniors don't know ......"

"What a boldness!" The red-faced old man stared at the sun, and with his experience, he could naturally see at a glance that this girl was lying.

Qingyi lowered her head bitterly and said softly: "The juniors really don't know. ”

The red-faced old man snorted coldly, got up and said: "Put this matter down first, I have already told the clan, there will be a family infant monk here in the near future, as for this foreign surname clansman, since he has two intentions in his heart, drive out of the Sun family! The old man wants to see why this person is so arrogant to say such arrogant things as an example! In Ran Yunxing, no one can talk to my Sun family like this!"

In the north of Qishui City, in the courtyard of the Wang family, the previous house card outside the door has been taken off and replaced with a new one, on which Wang Lin personally lifted the pen and wrote the two big characters of "Wangfu".

The maids and servants in the mansion, Wang Lin did not change them, but continued to use them, so that the cold color faded a lot.

Late at night, the moonlight was falling, and in the backyard study, Wang Lin and his son sat opposite each other.

"Ping'er, nineteen years of ordinary life, eight years of mountains and rivers, next, I will give you thirty years of wealth, people's lives, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, you have to know everything, the same is true of wealth and poverty. Wang Lin said calmly.

Wang Ping was silent, smiled slightly for a long time, his eyes were bright, and said, "Dad, is this the compensation for not letting me cultivate?"

Wang Lin looked at Wang Ping and said slowly, "Yes." His gaze crossed Wang Ping and fell into the distance along the window, and a trace of sadness rose in the place where Wang Ping could not see.

This sorrow is too thick, too thick, no one knows, all the secrets, Wang Lin can only put it in his heart, although he knows that Wang Ping's dedication to the cultivation of the Tao is buried in the bottom of his heart, and he has a trace of resentment towards himself.

"Ping'er, it's not because my father won't let you cultivate...... But...... You can't cultivate ......" Wang Lin sighed lightly in his heart, the sadness in his eyes was even thicker, and he couldn't dissolve it......

"Dad, what do you mean by wealth?" Wang Ping said softly.

"What kind of wealth do you want?" Wang Lin retracted his gaze and said calmly.

"Dad once taught me that people should go against the sky, don't be pressed by this heaven and earth, cross when you meet the mountains, cross the river, cross the sea, and never give in when you meet this heaven and earth, since my father doesn't let me cultivate, then I will become the supreme among mortals!" Wang Ping looked at his father.

"If you want, you can!" Wang Lin closed his eyes.

Wang Ping, growing up, under the influence of Wang Lin, gradually has his own concepts, he is no longer the child who only knows how to obey his father, he has his own thoughts, has his own ideals.

Wang Ping looked at his father and said softly: "I don't want the supreme at my fingertips, what I want is to lay it down myself!"

"It's okay to ......," Wang Lin said flatly, with a wave of his right hand, the phantom behind him walked out and merged into Wang Ping's back.

"With this, this star, you can do everything. Wang Lin got up, didn't look at Wang Ping, and walked out of the study, his back seemed to be a little staggering and a little low.

Wang Ping opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say it, but asked silently in his heart: "Father, you can give me everything.Why...... Don't let me cultivate...... Ping'er cultivates the Tao, not for himself, but for the sake of ...... Commitment of the year...... In order to be by your side forever...... Father, you're so lonely...... But why..."

Under the moonlight, Wang Lin stood in the courtyard, his shadow was stretched very long, he calmly returned to his room, lay on the bed, and said softly: "One day, you will understand, but I hope that day will come slowly, and even, you will never know why ......"

This night, Wang Ping had no sleep.

Three days later, outside Qishui City, a person came, this person was dressed in black, the whole person looked quite old, he stepped into this Qishui City, and went to the branch clan of the Sun family.

All the monks from the Sun family branch in Qishui City all went out to greet them, although they had already guessed that it must be an infant stage monk, but when the three elders saw this person, they still gasped and looked more respectful.

"Meet the Deputy Head of the Family!"

This person is Sun Qiming, because of Wang Lin's affairs, he established himself in the Sun family, coupled with his advanced cultivation, he has reached the late stage of infant transformation, and was promoted to the status of the next generation of family heads by Sun Xi.

Sun Qiming didn't talk nonsense with everyone, but said directly: "That person, where is it?" These juniors of the family didn't know the meaning of the broken golden pill at a glance, but he understood that even if he could do this, he didn't see any magic power in the next step, so the three Yuanying monks retreated.

This kind of thing, if you use supernatural powers, you can explain it, but if it is really as said on the jade slip, there is no supernatural power, then it is absolutely impossible for it to appear in ordinary monks except for the old monster.

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