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Chapter 919 Wang Qingshan vs Zhou Yunxiao, duel again
After hearing this, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sighed at the same time, Jiuyouzong was like a big rock, pressing on them, making them breathless.

"Don't worry! If there is a chance, you have already formed a pill and practice hard. If you encounter problems that cannot be solved, you must tell your uncle and aunt that your parents are gone, and we will take good care of you."

Wang Changsheng said kindly that Ye Lin's contribution is indispensable. He has trained a third-order formation mage for the Wang family. With Ye Haitang, as long as there are enough resources for cultivating immortals, the Wang family can continue to cultivate monks who form alchemy. The Tier Lingmai was promoted to Tier [-].

After talking for a while, Ye Haitang went down to rest, leaving Wang Huayang behind.

"Old ancestor, when will I see my father and mother?"

Wang Huayang asked cautiously, he was sent to South China Sea when he was five years old, and he hadn't seen his parents for eight years. When he first came to South China Sea, he was still very scared. Settled down, but he still missed his parents.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and said with a pleasant face, "I have already sent someone to fetch them. Hua Yang, you will live with us from now on. The aura here is abundant, which is good for your cultivation."

Not surprisingly, Wang Huazhen's promotion to the alchemy stage is a certainty, it's just a matter of time, Wang Mengbin is an example.

Wang Mengbin entered the alchemy stage before he was a hundred years old. At this speed of cultivation, the Wang family only had Ye Haitang and Wang Mengbin.

All other alchemy cultivators were over a hundred years old before entering the alchemy stage, and Wang Changsheng was no exception, which is enough to show how terrifying the alien spirit root is.

A member of the Tang Family of the Yu Kingdom in the Eastern Wasteland came out with a member of the Heavenly Spirit Root clan. In 400 years, the Tang Family became one of the best cultivating forces in the Yu Country. The Wang Family has two cultivators with Heavenly Spirit Roots. As long as they are properly trained, they will guarantee the prosperity of the Wang Family.

Naturally, Wang Changsheng has to cultivate them carefully. Wang Mengbin has already formed alchemy, and Wang Huayang is only able to refine Qi. Wang Changsheng intends to take Wang Huayang by his side and cultivate them for a period of time to enhance his sense of belonging to the family. After all, his mother is a child of the Tang family in Yu State. In terms of the number of high-level monks, the Tang family is stronger than the Wang family. After all, the Tang family has a Nascent Soul monk, even if this Nascent Soul monk is in the sect.

"Yes, my ancestor."

Wang Ruyan asked about Wang Huazheng's daily life, and Wang Huazheng answered truthfully.

After a cup of tea, Wang Huayan stepped back to rest.

"Another member of the Different Spirit Root tribe has appeared, my husband, God bless our Wang family!"

Wang Ruyan said with a smile, a little excited.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and said: "Yes! After a while, if there is nothing else, let's go back to the Eastern Wilderness! After so many years, it's time for us to go back and pay homage to the clansmen who died, and then appease the clansmen of each branch."

When the three strongholds of the family were attacked back then, they were worried that the enemy was watching in the dark, so they dared not go back to visit. After so many years, it was time to go back and visit, otherwise this incident might become a demon when they hit the Nascent Soul stage.

If the tribe is scattered, the sense of belonging will definitely be weakened. The appearance of the two ancestors, he and Wang Ruyan, will help strengthen the sense of belonging of the tribe.

"Yeah! It's been so many years, we really should go back and take a look, and take Hua Yang with you by the way! It can be seen that he misses his parents a lot. He is a good boy. After being separated for eight years, he still misses his parents. He If it grows up, it will definitely bless the family."

Wang Ruyan's thoughts are delicate. The questions she asked Wang Huayang just now were all to test Wang Huayang to see if he has filial piety.

If Wang Huazhen didn't miss his parents at all, such a person would be a white-eyed wolf, and it would be useless to cultivate him.

Wang Huabin misses his parents very much. He even drew portraits of his parents, remembering their favorite food.

Wang Changsheng nodded, Wang Ruyan's suggestion was very reasonable.

After chatting for a few words, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan got busy with their own work. Wang Changsheng was busy refining the first-level defensive magic weapon, which was reserved for crossing the catastrophe. There was no harm in refining a few more. Wang Qiuhong had already collected a lot of materials. High-level talismans and seals are stored in the family treasure house, so they are always prepared.

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In the Golden Toad Sea Area, a certain unnamed deserted island.

Wang Qingshan and Zhou Yunxiao stood on a peak respectively, Wang Qingshan's face was calm, Zhou Yunxiao's eyes were wild.

There was a huge white cloud in the sky, Sword Master Xiaoyao and a middle-aged young woman with a luxurious face were sitting on the white cloud.

"Ye Daoyou, I heard that you are looking for Qijue Sword Emperor everywhere, have you ever found him?"

The middle-aged young woman smiled and asked casually.

Sword Master Xiaoyao shook his head, and said helplessly: "No, his whereabouts are secretive. I have searched all over Donghuang, Nanhai, Beijiang and Central Plains, but there is no trace of him. When the old man left the sect, he just looked for him. I came to the door and fought with the sect master brother, and when the old man rushed back to the sect, he was gone."

He looked for Qijue Sword Emperor everywhere, but he missed Ximo, but he couldn't find Qijue Sword Emperor.

"Qijue Daohuang is known as No.1 under the God Transformation in our Central Plains cultivating immortal world, and his supernatural powers are not small. I heard that the head of your sect is also practicing the Four Seasons Sword Art, and his supernatural powers are not small. If he competes with Qijue Daohuang, who will win? "

The middle-aged beautiful woman asked with a smile, the Zhou family of the royal family of the Dayan Dynasty intends to accept the Qijue Sword Emperor as the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai, and is willing to marry a Tianlinggen woman to the Qijue Sword Emperor, but it is a pity that the Qijue Sword Emperor refused. I would like to be so entangled in mundane affairs that I don't even bother to manage the affairs of the Qijue Sect, leaving it to the deputy head of the sect to take care of it.

Xiaoyao Jianzun glanced at the middle-aged beautiful woman, and said meaningfully: "Qijue Daohuang couldn't break through the defense of the senior brother in charge, the two of them competed three moves, and it was a tie."

The eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman flashed with surprise, and said with a smile: "As expected of the head of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, since the master can't fight, the disciples' fight is also good, registered disciples against registered disciples."

As soon as the words fell, there was a clear sword cry, and thousands of cyan flying swords shot towards Zhou Yunxiao.

Zhou Yunxiao took a deep breath, flipped his right hand, and the red long knife on his back flew into his palm, slashing towards the void.

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and a red rainbow more than a hundred feet long shot out, and after a blur, it turned into hundreds of huge red saber auras, and slashed towards the opposite side.

Rumble!
The red saber air collided with the cyan flying sword, and there was a sound of metal colliding. The powerful air wave rolled up a large amount of dust. Dozens of trees were swept up into the sky by the powerful air flow, and then twisted into pieces by the saber air and sword air. crumbs.

With a pinch of Wang Qingshan's sword art, a large phantom of a blue flying sword appeared around his body. The phantom flew around him erratically, and a powerful air flow emerged out of thin air. Watching Zhou Yunxiao sweep away.

Wherever the cyan tornado passed, trees or stones were drawn into the tornado one after another, and smashed to pieces by the dense cyan sword energy.

(End of this chapter)