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Chapter 1582 Late Nascent Soul
Spring to autumn, cold to summer.

Five years passed quickly.

Central Plains, Dayan Dynasty.

In Chongyang Mountain, the streets are deserted, and all the shops are closed.

Five years ago, the cultivator of Huashen preached in Chongyang Mountain. Thousands of monks listened to the lecture. After the sermon, some monks had some insights. For some unknown reason, Zhou Xingguo ordered people to close the market in Chongyang Mountain. , except for a small number of monks who were able to stay, all the other monks left Chongyang Mountain.

In a secluded small courtyard with green tiles, Lin turtles are playing in the lake, and there is an attic with carved beams and painted buildings not far away.

In a certain guest room, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a blue futon, his eyes slightly closed, his body surface was shrouded in a faint blue glow, and the room was misty with water vapor.

After a while, the blue light on Wang Changsheng's body dissipated, and he opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed across them.

Wang Changsheng's aura is much stronger than before, still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the cultivator of Huashen preached, it's not that Wang Changsheng has gained nothing, it's just in the art of refining weapons.

"It's been so long, madam should wake up!"

Wang Changsheng said to himself, got up and walked out.

When he walked out of the attic, the tortoise let out a cheerful neighing sound, and suddenly disappeared into dots of blue light.

The next moment, a cloud of blue light appeared around Wang Changsheng, and after a blur, it turned into the appearance of a tortoise.

The turtle has a long and slender neck. It rubbed its head against Wang Changsheng's trousers and let out a cheerful growl, as if begging for something good.

Wang Changsheng took out two light blue fruits and threw them to the Lin Gui. The Lin Gui ate the two fruits, but it was not satisfied, let out a cheerful roar, and stared at Wang Changsheng.

"There are no more water-type spiritual objects, and I will give them to you next time I get a water-type spiritual object."

Wang Changsheng patted its head, put it back into the spirit beast bead, and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the residence, Wang Ruyan and Wang Tianwen walked towards him. Wang Ruyan's breath was stronger than Wang Changsheng's, and his face was full of joy.

After listening to the preaching of the cultivator of Huashen, Wang Ruyan had some insights. After five years of penance, she successfully entered the late stage of Yuanying.

Wang Tianwen's aura is much stronger than before, still at the ninth level of alchemy.

"Ma'am, you have advanced to the late Nascent Soul, that's great!"

Wang Changsheng was overjoyed, the catastrophe would come at any time, Wang Ruyan entered the late Yuanying stage, and the strength of the Wang family increased a bit.

When Wang Changsheng entered the late stage of Yuanying, the monks who transformed the spirit did not make any moves. It is estimated that few monks were their opponents.

"Thanks to Senior Zhou this time, otherwise I don't know how long it will take me to get to this point."

Wang Ruyan said gratefully, the mid-stage Nascent Soul is a hurdle, many monks are stuck in the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and only a small number of monks can reach the late stage of Nascent Soul. Yue Shuangsheng would have to be wary of touching them.

Wang Ruyan indirectly owed Zhou Xingguo a big favor, and he had to repay the favor in the future.

"We all owe Senior Zhou a favor, and we will find an opportunity to repay the favor in the future. By the way, there are still many people in retreat?"

Wang Changsheng asked curiously, what he cared about was Master Haoyu.

"I'm not sure. When I wake up, I'm already outside. I don't know the specific situation. I guess Senior Zhou did it on purpose. He doesn't want people to know the situation of the retreat monks!"

Wang Ruyan said with some uncertainty that Zhou Xingguo was probably protecting Daoist Haoyu.

Master Haoyu is a genius who is rare in a thousand years, and he is very likely to advance to the stage of transforming gods. It is normal for Zhou Xingguo to protect Master Haoyu.

"Wang Xiaoyou, if you have nothing to do, just leave! Don't talk about things here."

Zhou Xingguo's voice suddenly rang in the ears of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were taken aback for a moment. They all bowed towards the square and said in unison: "Yes, senior Zhou, I am very grateful to you. If you have the opportunity, you must repay your seniors well.”

"It's fine to repay. Remember, you are human monks in Dongli Realm. I hope that when you need your help in the future, you will not refuse."

Zhou Xingguo's voice rang in their ears.

"Yes, the junior remembers the teachings of the seniors."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan agreed with one voice, with respectful expressions.

Zhou Ningshuang flew over from a distance and suddenly landed in front of them.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, if you are all right, you can leave Chongyang Mountain now. According to the order of our ancestors, we will provide Xiaoyou Wang with an infant spirit object. As for whether he can advance to the Nascent Soul Stage, it is up to him."

Zhou Ningshuang said with a smile, the two baby spirits are nothing to the Dayan Dynasty, but a rarity to the Wang family.

Wang Ruyan listened to Zhou Xingguo's preaching, and was able to gain some insight into entering the late Nascent Soul. Zhou Ningshuang estimated that it was only a matter of time before Wang Changsheng entered the late Nascent Soul. He exchanged two baby-forming relics for the favor of the Qinglian fairy couple, and he won't lose money.

"Since it was Senior Zhou's intention, Wen Wen will be ashamed that day, Tian Wen, you must not disappoint Senior Zhou's kindness."

Wang Changsheng thought about it for a while, and exhorted Wang Tianwen.

He saw Zhou Ningshuang's purpose. They owed favors to Zhou Xingguo themselves, and it was not a big deal to have two baby spirit objects. What's more, Zhou Ningshuang directly moved out of Zhou Xingguo, Wang Changsheng couldn't refuse.

"The younger generation thanked Senior Zhou for his great kindness, and the younger generation will remember it forever."

Wang Tianwen bowed in the direction of the square, looking excited.

The Wang family is full of talents now, there are too many monks and too little food, and the supply of baby spirits is in short supply.

"As the deputy commander of the Wanxian Division, you have made a lot of contributions over the years. Even if the ancestors don't speak up, we will provide you with the baby spirit."

Zhou Ningshuang said with a smile, this is of course a polite remark.

The skin of the human shadow tree, if it weren't for the extraordinary strength and reputation of the Qinglian fairy couple, the Dayan Dynasty would not have been so kind to offer the birthing spiritual object for Wang Tianwen to give birth to a baby.

To put it bluntly, the Dayan Dynasty was also unprofitable.

Wang Tianwen knew it well, didn't say anything, and nodded with a smile.

"We will provide you with a special secret place, where you can attack the Nascent Soul stage, or return to the South China Sea."

Zhou Ningshuang's tone was warm.

Wang Tianwen looked at Wang Changsheng and asked Wang Changsheng's attitude.

"The eldest princess is kind, Tianwen, you can stay in Dayan Dynasty for retreat! I will refine a set of magic weapons for you."

Wang Changsheng exhorted, it was really not easy for Wang Tianwen to get to where he is today.

"Yes, old ancestor, please trouble the eldest princess. If I enter the Nascent Soul Stage, I will return to Qinglian Island."

Wang Tianwen agreed, with a respectful expression, he did not forget where his roots were.

Wang Changsheng gave some instructions, and walked down the mountain with Wang Ruyan.

Walking down Chongyang Mountain, Wang Changsheng sacrificed the Qinglian throne and jumped on it, followed by Wang Ruyan.

"Princess, you may wish to visit Qinglian Island when you are free. We welcome you anytime. Goodbye."

After Wang Changsheng left these words, the blue light of the Qinglian Dharma Throne burst into a radiant blue light, and it turned into a blue rainbow that pierced through the sky and disappeared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)