Rise of Qinglian

At this moment, Wang Changhong's voice sounded outside the door: "On behalf of the head of the family, someone from the Song family in Taihua Mountain, South Korea is here to visit."

As soon as he said this, the whole hall was shocked.

The Song family in Taihua Mountain is the number one immortal cultivating family in Korea. There are alchemy monks in charge, and there are many masters in the family. Before Wang Huashan separated the family, the strength of the Wang family could not compare with the Song family.

In recent years, the relationship between Wei and its neighboring countries has eased, but the Wang family and the Song family have never had any friendship.

"Brother Seventeen, come in and talk."

Wang Changhong opened the door and walked in, and said seriously: "Sister-in-law Ninth, the Song family sent two foundation-building and ten Qi-refining monks to visit, and they are outside the castle now."

Wang Ruyan looked at Wang Changxing and others and asked doubtfully: "Our store hasn't opened to South Korea, has it? What does it have to do with the Song family?"

Wang Changxing shook his head and said: "No, our shops are all open in Wei State. I haven't heard that we have any dealings with the Song family!"

The others recalled it carefully and shook their heads.

"Forget it, go and see them and you'll find out. Seventeenth Brother, please go to the meeting hall. I'll be there right away."

Outside the Wang Family Fort, twelve monks stood in a three-foot-long green flying boat. The front section of the green flying boat resembled the head of a python.

A man and a woman stood at the front. The man was in his thirties, wearing a blue Confucian shirt and a straight face. The woman was wearing a long cyan skirt and was dressed as a young woman. The middle-aged man had a stronger aura.

In front of them was a large white thick fog, and a castle could be vaguely seen, but it was not clear.

"The Wang family's clan-protecting formation is a bit interesting, but the Wang family has not yet been able to hide the family's headquarters. It seems that their formation masters are not that powerful either."

The young woman in the green skirt said disapprovingly.

"The rise of the Wang family is still short, and it is normal for the lack of foundation. Compared with other immortal cultivating families, the Wang family is still relatively strong."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled lightly and said.

The young woman in the green skirt was about to say something when she suddenly turned her head and looked behind her, only to see a ray of green light flying towards them quickly.

Qingguang's speed was extremely fast, and he stopped within three breaths.

The green light was clearly a flying sword with green light flowing all over its body. A tall young man in green shirt stood on top of the flying sword, it was Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan carefully looked at the two foundation-building monks. He really couldn't recognize their origins, so he raised his hands and asked: "I am Qinglian Wang Qingshan, who are these two fellow Taoists?"

"Song Qinghuan from Taihua Mountain in South Korea, this is Liu Ru, the lowly wife."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar hugged Wang Qingshan and said with a smile.

The two of them nodded secretly. Wang Qingshan was not very old and was already on the second level of foundation building.

"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist from Mount Taihua. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful."

Wang Qingshan's eyes flashed with surprise and he said politely.

The thick white fog rolled and disappeared, and Wang Changhong flew out on a fire-feathered eagle.

"Junior Wang Changhong has met the two seniors, and our head of the family has invited them."

Wang Changhong said respectfully. When he saw Wang Qingshan, he smiled and said: "Qingshan, you came back just in time. Sister-in-law Jiu asked about you just now!"

Wang Qingshan nodded with a smile and said: "I just have something to tell Aunt Ninth, so let's go with Taoist Song!"

Song Qinghuan and his party followed Wang Qingshan and Wang Changhong into Wangjiabao and arrived at the meeting hall.

"I am Wang Ruyan, and I have met two Taoist friends."

Wang Ruyan said sincerely with a sincere smile on his face.

"Song Qinghuan, this is Liu Ru, the humble wife. Mrs. Wang, are you the head of the family?"

Song Qinghuan was full of doubts. After all, Wang Ruyan married into the Wang family. Logically speaking, the head of the Wang family should be a member of the Wang family.

Wang Ruyan smiled slightly and explained: "I am the acting head of the family, and my husband is practicing in seclusion. I will handle the affairs within the clan. If you need anything, fellow Taoist Song can just tell me."

Song Qinghuan nodded, took out a pale gold invitation card from his sleeve, handed it to Wang Ruyan with both hands, and said with a smile: "In half a year, our ancestor of the Song family will celebrate his 400th birthday. If Mrs. Wang is free, she can come to our Song family." If you have a drink at home, our Song family will welcome you very much."

Wang Ruyan suddenly realized that it turned out that the Song family was here to send out invitations. Generally speaking, unless something important was announced, the Xiuxian family would invite guests. As for the birthday, it was just a gimmick. Of course, it could not be ruled out that the Song family wanted to show off. Because of the strength of the family, guests are widely invited.

"It turns out that it is Senior Song's 400th birthday. I have heard of Senior Song's reputation for a long time, but I have never been able to meet him. I just took this opportunity to pay a visit to Senior Song. It is a rare time for two Taoist friends to come here. I must be here We, the Wang family, will stay a few more days so that we can fulfill our friendship as landlords."

"With Mrs. Wang's words, I feel relieved. We appreciate Mrs. Wang's kindness. We have to rush to send invitations to other immortal cultivating families. We won't leave any more this time. When you have time in the future, we will definitely come and visit you. .”

Song Qing nodded with a smile and declined politely.

"Since Fellow Daoist Song has important matters to attend to, I won't keep you here any longer."

Wang Ruyan and Wang Qingshan stood up to see each other off, and personally saw Song Qinghuan and his party off.

"Aunt Ninth, although the relationship between South Korea and Wei has eased, it was once a hostile relationship. Of course, the Song family has to give it some face. Why don't I take people to the Song family to celebrate their birthday on behalf of the family."

Wang Qingshan took the initiative to ask for help.

Wang Ruyan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a birthday party. It doesn't mean that our Wang family and Song family wear the same pants. Huangsheng Palace and Bailingmen also do business with South Korea. It's just a normal exchange of favors. Your cultivation and identity If it's not enough, it will only make the Song family look down upon. If they dare to invite me, I will go."

The Song family has alchemy monks in charge, and the inheritance is longer than that of the Wang family. The Song family sent people all the way to send invitations, and Wang Qingshan brought people to celebrate his birthday. The Song family must feel that the Wang family does not take the Song family seriously, and Wang Ruyan has a foundation She has a fourth-level cultivation and is Wang Huashan's grandniece. It is reasonable for her to take people to the Song family to celebrate her birthday.

Of course, Wang Ruyan took people there in person mainly because he wanted to expand the Wang family's contacts and facilitate the Wang family's future development.

"Aunt Ninth, I'll go too! Our family is currently developing rapidly, and there shouldn't be any blind individuals attacking the spiritual vein in Hongye Ridge."

"Having said that, let the eighteenth brother go to Hongye Ridge and watch! As for Qinglianfang City, let Chang Yao take care of it for a while!"

Over the years, the Wang family's stall has grown bigger and bigger, and the number of foundation-building monks is simply not enough. There are two bottles of Jin Geng Zhensha in the clan, but the clan members who have practiced to the ninth level of Qi Refining do not practice gold-based techniques. Most importantly, they also No great achievements were made.

Wang Qingqing and Wang Qingzhi have relatively low cultivation levels. Wang Ruyan currently wants Wang Qingyuan to build the foundation so that she can have more time to practice.

"That's okay, but this will trouble Uncle Eighteen. By the way, Aunt Ninth, Uncle Twenty-one, they haven't come back yet?"

Wang Qingshan suddenly remembered something and asked with concern.

"Not yet. Logically speaking, he should have been back long ago. He must have been delayed by something. He will be back soon."

Wang Ruyan said this, but he was very anxious in his heart. Wang Changsheng and the others have been away for six years and have not come back yet. It would be a lie to say that he is not worried.

She also wanted to find Wang Changsheng and the others, but the family really couldn't leave. She could only pray secretly in her heart that nothing would happen to Wang Changsheng and the others.

"Qingshan, you are tired after coming all the way back. Go back and rest first! Hand over the affairs at Hongye Ridge to your eighteenth brother."

"I understand, Aunt Ninth, I'm leaving first."

Wang Qingshan agreed, turned and left.

Wang Ruyan sighed softly, looked up at the blue sky, and whispered: "Husband, you must come back safely."