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Chapter 820 Scatter the tribesmen and establish a branch

"Dare to ask what you call your friend?"

The disciple of Xuanshui Palace asked politely, with the Xuanshui Token in hand, the other party would definitely be able to worship in Xuanshui Palace.

"My servant, Wang Miao, has fellow Taoist priests to lead the way. Mr. Wang wants to see the head of your sect."

The young man in the blue shirt clasped his fists together and said sincerely.

Wang Miao, whose real name is Wang Rongmiao, is a descendant of Wang Changxing. He practiced the water-based exercise "Wan Lang Zhen Jing", with four foundations.

When Qinglian Villa was attacked, he was traveling and escaped by luck.

According to Wang Qingling's order, the family was broken up into pieces, and turned from bright to dark.

Wang Rongmiao had obtained a Xuanshui Token in his early years, and he planned to use the Xuanshui Token to worship the Xuanshui Palace.

He had already been married, but his wife, children, and children were all killed, and the hatred in his heart was overwhelming. He knew very well that he was no match for the enemy.

He intends to use the power of Xuanshui Palace and his family to advance to the stage of alchemy, and he wants to make the enemy pay in blood.

Hundreds of members of the Wang family survived the catastrophe by chance, broke up into pieces, sneaked into different forces, and kept their names anonymous, hoping to rebuild the family in the future.

Wang Rongmiao and many members of his family were ordered to join the sect of cultivating immortals, and use the power of the sect to strengthen themselves. Of course, during this period, the family will help them as much as possible.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Wang, this way please."

After a cup of tea, Wang Rongmiao and the leading disciples stopped. Below them was a desolate mountain range with weak aura.

The leading disciple took out a round blue token and swung it downwards. A blue light flew out and sank into a certain void below.

There was a burst of water ripples in the void, and with a flash of blue light, a continuous emerald green mountain range appeared in front of them.

Among the dangerous mountains and steep peaks, you can see a large area of ​​buildings, pavilions and palaces, a group of fairies flying through the sky on spirit birds, a scene of a fairyland.

Seeing this scene, Wang Rongmiao showed nostalgia on his face. If the family had not been destroyed, there might be such a scene in the future.

Not long after, they appeared in the meeting hall of Xuanshui Palace, and Chen Zhiyong, head of Xuanshui Palace, personally received Wang Rongmiao.

Chen Zhiyong checked the Xuanshui order, and after confirming it was true, he said with a smile: "Friend Wang, according to the rules of this sect, you will be a disciple of our Xuanshui Palace from now on, but before that, we need to use the questioning mirror to ask you A few questions, of course, we don't ask too many questions."

Anyway, Xuanshui Palace still has to be on guard, who knows if Wang Miao is an evil cultivator.

Wang Rongmiao agreed and asked Chen Zhiyong to ask questions.

Chen Zhiyong took out a small silver mirror, pointed it at Wang Rongmiao, the silver light flashed, and a large silver glow covered Wang Rongmiao.

He mainly asked whether Wang Rongmiao committed any crimes, whether he was sent by the hostile forces of Xuanshui Palace, and whether he was going to do things that would harm the interests of Xuanshui Palace. Wang Rongmiao passed all these questions smoothly.

Chen Zhiyong was very satisfied, and asked someone to take him down, go through the entry procedures, and arrange a residence. In this way, Wang Rongmiao became a disciple of Xuanshui Palace.

Xuanshui Palace has 36 inner peaks and [-] outer peaks. The inner peak is where the foundation building monks live, and the outer peak is where the Qi refining monks live.

Qinglian Peak is one of the eighteen inner peaks. Wang Rongmiao chose to live in Qinglian Peak to remind himself not to forget that he was born in Qinglian Mountain Villa and not to forget the hatred of extermination of the clan.

He named his residence Qinglianyuan and planted some Qinglian.

Wang Rongmiao took out the spiritual tablet of his parents and offered incense to worship.

"Father, mother,"

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Great Moon Kingdom, Jinyuefang City.

Come to Xianlou, a private room.

A shrewd man with a round face drank and chatted with an old man in a red robe in his early sixties. The two talked and laughed and got along very well.

"Wang Xiaoyou, just tell me what you have to do! This is not your style."

The red-robed old man said meaningfully.

The round-faced man smiled embarrassingly, and said with the smiling face: "Nothing can be hidden from Mr. Wu's eyes. It's like this. My store can't continue to operate, and the loss is serious. I don't know if Mr. Wu is willing to take in the younger generation, so that the younger generation can have a bite." eat."

The round-faced man was Wang Mengyang, who was on the ninth floor of Qi Refining. He originally belonged to the Information Hall, and he ran a small shop on the surface, but in fact he was looking for information for the family.

The family suffered heavy losses, and from the light to darkness, Wang Mengyang was ordered to join the Tianfeng Merchant League.

The Tianfeng Merchant League is a chamber of commerce organization with influence across the Eastern Wasteland, South China Sea and Central Plains. There is a branch of the Tianfeng Merchant Alliance in Jinyuefang City, and the old man in red is the manager Wu Feng.

Before that, Wang Mengyang prescribed the right medicine according to Wu Feng's preferences, and formed a friendship with Wu Feng.

Wu Feng squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "Our food is not easy to eat, Wang Xiaoyou, although we are a chamber of commerce, we also have our own system. If you do something that harms the interests of our chamber of commerce, we will not treat you politely." , eat our food, you have to obey our orders to do things, have you figured it out?"

"Think about it, these days, no one is backing you, and business is really difficult, shopkeeper Wu, please take care of me in the future, the small ones will do it first."

Wang Mengyang was full of flattery, picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Wu Feng was very satisfied with Wang Mengyang's attitude, nodded and said: "Okay! From tomorrow on, you will help in the shop, starting as the waiter in the shop, with a basic salary of five spirit stones per month. The more you sell, the higher your salary will be. rich."

"Thank you shopkeeper, I'll toast you again."

Wang Mengyang showed joy, stood up, and offered Wu Feng another glass of wine.

Wu Feng laughed and said, "You can teach a child."

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State of Wei, Qingyuefang City.

In a certain blue attic, Wang Tianwen and more than a dozen monks from the Wang family gathered together. Their faces were full of grief and indignation, and they were dressed in mourning.

"Donghuang can't stay here anymore, you guys go with me to the world of cultivating immortals in the Central Plains! Maybe we can have a place in the world of cultivating immortals in the Central Plains."

Wang Tianwen sighed, he returned to his family not long ago to visit relatives, only to find that his family was destroyed, seeing Qinglian Villa turned into ruins, Wang Tianwen was filled with grief.

According to Wang Qingling's order, the tribe was broken up into parts and divided into multiple branches for development.

"Patriarch, should we change our names?"

Wang Tianwen shook his head, and said: "Don't change your surname, change your name, change your character generation, I'm not famous, and there are not many clan members who know my existence. From now on, I will be the head of our branch. You all follow me I went to the Central Plains to cultivate immortals, and one day, we will come back and pay with blood."

At the end, Wang Tianwen was murderous.

"Yes, master."

The same scene appeared in various parts of the Eastern Wasteland. The monks of the Wang family were broken up into pieces and scattered. With the monks who established the foundation as the core, they established multiple branches. Some joined the Xiuxian sect, some changed their names, and some joined the chamber of commerce. There are also building forces.

Hatred made them more united, and they all made up their minds to rebuild Qinglian in the future.

(End of this chapter)