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Chapter 2969 Self-recommended Wang Guangming

Ximen's family is worthy of being an established force, Ximenlong took out four drops of Xuanming heavy water at once, and he was rich and powerful.

The Wang family sent people to search for it for many years, but they only found a drop of Xuanming heavy water.

Wang Changsheng put away his things and sat down. Ximenlong and the other five got up one after another and exchanged things.

Lin Youxin took out more than 50 materials, including three middle-grade attack-type Tongtian Lingbao, which were replaced by Zuo Tianpeng, Wangui Zhenren and Mrs. Baihua.

Master Wangui took out a lot of monster materials, and Ximenlong was able to come up with a 3-year-old Xuanming ghost wood in exchange for materials of yin attributes.

Half an hour later, the exchange ended, and the seven of Wang Changsheng started chatting.

While chatting, the topic came to the topic of aliens. Daoist Wangui looked at Wang Changsheng and said with a smile, "Friend Wang, after this battle, everyone in Xuanling Continent will know about Qinglian Immortal Couple."

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan became famous in a battle.

Wang Changsheng had considered this for a long time, and strived to have a few more fit monks in the family before the next race war. Duan Tongtian, Wang Qingshan, Wang Yidao, Wang Mengbin, Wang Qingcheng, and Wang Qingfeng were all suitable candidates.

"It's just a false name, nothing more."

Wang Changsheng said modestly.

Song Yunlong and the six did not dare to underestimate them. There was news from both the Jinghuo clan and the Yasha clan that the combat power of the Qinglian fairy couple was comparable to that of late-stage monks.

"Song Daoyou, you are holding a big birthday, did you hold a competition and learn from each other? Let the juniors also feel happy."

Ximen Long said with a smile.

If it is possible to marry the Wang family and the Song family, the Ximen family will have two more powerful foreign aids, and they will be able to live better in Zhenhai Palace in the future.

Song Yunlong nodded: "Of course, it depends on whose junior can win the first place."

If they want to get married, the Song family's children will naturally form a dual-cultivation couple with the Wang family's core children, so that the juniors can compete and learn from each other, and they can find some excellent seedlings.

"My grandson has learned some superficial knowledge, just for him to experience the supernatural powers of fellow Taoists."

Zuo Tianpeng deeply agrees.

Mrs. Baihua and Master Wangui are casual cultivators. Their main purpose of joining Song Yunlong is to exchange things, and the second is to expand their social circle. Now that the things are exchanged, the rest is just a formality.

After chatting for more than an hour, Wang Changsheng, Zuo Tianpeng and other guests retreated one after another and returned to their residence to rest.

Song Yunlong took out a golden communication disk, put in a formula, and said: "Ziyun, come over with Zifeng, I have something to tell you."

"Yes, old ancestor, we will come right away."

A pleasant female voice came from the communication board.

After a while, a girl in a blue dress with delicate features and a handsome young man in green shirt appeared in front of Song Yunlong.

The girl in the blue dress is called Song Ziyun, with Mushui Shuanglinggen, and the young man in green shirt is called Song Zifeng, a monk with Fenglinggen. They are relatively outstanding members of the Song family, and they are also Song Yunlong's key training targets.

Both of them are currently in the Nascent Soul stage, and Song Zifeng's cultivation level is higher.

"You guys treat the monks from the Wang family, Ximen family and Yunxiaomen well, and make more friends, which will be good for your future path."

Song Yunlong reminded him that when he held his birthday, first, he would establish friendship with Wang Changsheng; second, he would exchange things; third, he would pave the way for the younger generation and expand their social circle.

The juniors who can follow Wang Changsheng, Ximenlong and Zuo Tianpeng to celebrate their birthdays are naturally elite.

If nothing else, these people will be the top leaders of their forces in the future.

"Yes, my ancestor."

Song Ziyun and Song Zifeng fully agreed.

In the next half a month, guests came to Song's house one after another, including the heads of the sect of cultivating immortals and high-level casual cultivators.

Wang Changsheng and other fit monks gathered together to exchange cultivation experience and talk about the world.

The Song family also arranged for the juniors to greet Wang Ruyi and the others, and the Qi refining monks were also accompanied by the Song family's children, so they would never neglect.

A vast manor with waterside promenades and strange rocks in the garden.

A hexagonal blue stone pavilion, Song Zifeng, Wang Ruyi, Wang Rumeng, Wang Guangming and hundreds of Nascent Soul monks gathered in the blue stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.

"I've heard about the name of the Wang family's puppet formation for a long time, Fairy Wang? I wonder if I can teach you a thing or two?"

A tall young man in yellow shirt looked at Wang Ruyi and said with a smile.

"If you want to see our Wang family's puppet formation, you must pass my level first."

A well-built young man in blue shirt said in a deep voice. He was carrying a beautiful blue sword case with a blue lotus flower engraved on the sword case.

Wang Guangming, he cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage with the aptitude of the four spiritual roots, he is well-known among the younger generation of the Wang family.

It is a rare opportunity to perform, so naturally Wang Guangming will not let it go.

This time, many clansmen followed Wang Changsheng to celebrate his birthday. He had to find an opportunity to perform before he could get into Wang Changsheng's sight.

In terms of aptitude, there are many people in the clan who are better than him. In terms of cultivation, there are a lot of people of the same age who are higher than him. If Wang Guangming wants to gain the attention of the family, he must find opportunities to perform.

"What if I win! Fairy Wang will compete with me?"

The young man in the yellow shirt looked solemnly, looking at Wang Ruyi expectantly.

If he can win against Wang Changsheng's descendants, it can be said that he stole the limelight.

Wang Ruyi nodded: "It's a deal."

"Since Fairy Wang has said so, Brother Twelve, you should have a good discussion with Fellow Daoist Wang."

A young man in silver shirt with fair face and handsome features said with a smile on his face.

Ximen Ting, in the late Yuanying period, he is a monk of Lei Lingen, and he sent his fellow clan to compete with Wang Ruyi to see the power of the puppet array. Even if he loses, he will not be ashamed, and he will come forward to compete with Wang Ruyi at that time.

"Okay, Song Daoyou, can you find us an open place?"

The young man in yellow shirt nodded and looked at Song Zifeng.

Song Zifeng nodded. He had considered this a long time ago. He led the monks out of the manor and came to a huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. He set up a formation and let Wang Guangming and Wang Guangming free their hands and feet. They stood on a mountain to watch the battle .

At the beginning of the competition, the youth in yellow shirts sacrificed a flashing yellow banner and entered a formula. The yellow banner lit up with a dazzling yellow light. The strong wind swept out and protected him.

He stomped lightly on the ground with his right foot, the ground turned into sand, countless yellow gravel flew up, and the wind gusts.

He had just finished doing this when a loud sword cry came to his ears, and a large cloud of green and sharp sword energy swept over.

The young man in the yellow shirt pinched the spell, and the yellow jade pendant on his chest shone with a dazzling yellow light. A thick yellow light curtain emerged out of thin air, and at the same time, he shot a spell into the yellow flag, and countless yellow gravel condensed together and turned into A handful of yellow sand blades greeted him.

After a huge explosion sounded, the sword energy and the yellow sand blade died together, and the smoke and dust billowed.

A flying sword flickering with blue light flew out of the smoke and dust without warning, shattered the yellow hurricane, and appeared in front of the yellow-shirted youth in an instant.

The young man in the yellow shirt hastily raised a shield with flashing yellow light to block the blue flying sword.

Wang Guangming sacrificed a black gourd the size of a palm, and injected a formula. The size of the black gourd skyrocketed, and a large piece of pungent black liquid was sprayed out. The black liquid suddenly condensed and turned into a giant black python more than a hundred feet long. , hit the yellow shield, a puff of blue smoke rose, the aura of the yellow shield flickered non-stop, and quickly dimmed.

With a pinch of his sword art, the aura of the blue flying sword rose sharply, cutting the yellow shield in half, and the smoke scattered.

The black python collided with the yellow light curtain, and the aura of the yellow light curtain dimmed. The blue flying sword easily defeated the yellow light curtain like chopping melons and vegetables.

A thick silver lightning fell from the sky and hit the blue flying sword, causing the blue flying sword to tremble slightly.

A silver thunder light lit up, Ximen Ting appeared, his eyes were gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "This competition, Wang Daoyou won, let me meet Wang Daoyou for a while."

The young man in the yellow shirt broke out in a cold sweat, and said via voice transmission: "Brother Seven, be careful, his treasure is very corrosive."

(End of this chapter)