Since the ancestors of the Ran family and Xiaoyao had separated, the Sun family, because of Sun Analysis, replaced the previous position of the Ran family in the Sun family, even more beautiful than the Ran family back then, and became the one and only existence on Ran Yunxing.
After more than two decades of evolution, the Sun family gradually became arrogant.
In Qishui City, there are also branches of the Sun family. At this moment, in the main hall of the Sun family branch, the three elders of the Sun family who have transformed into gods are sitting on it. In front of them, all the people who participated in the restaurant incident, etc. here.
It was the first time that Qing Yi came to such an occasion. Her heart was quite nervous, but she lowered her head and looked respectful.
Her master, that cultivator of alchemy. At this moment, he was also standing aside, but his complexion was pale and bloodless, and his cultivation level had already fallen from the core formation to the late stage of foundation building.
"This person really said that?"
Among the three grandparents, one of the red-faced elderly, his eyes closed slightly, said calmly.
The monk of the late Yuan Ying who had prevented Wang Lin from the Sun Family nodded quickly and said, "You can't hear the younger generation wrong, this person did say that this is the only time, not as an example!"
A cold snort came from the mouth of another elder in Tsing Yi. This person showed a cold light in his eyes, and said coldly: "It seems that someone is going to provoke my grandson family again! This person can make the pill formation monk break the pill with a single glance. In one step, the three Nascent Soul cultivators regressed, and their cultivation bases might have reached the stage of infant transformation!"
"What about the infant transition period? My grandson family's ancestor is still there, and there is also that senior who has sheltered for a hundred years. Even the fantasy family of Thousand Fantasy Stars dare not provoke that senior. With him, my grandson family will not collapse. !"
The last of the three elders said flatly.
"This person, what's the last name?"
The red-faced elder. Speak for the second time.
The monk below was silent. For a long time, the old man in the late Nascent Soul stage smiled bitterly: "I don't know about this, but I think this foreigner seems to have some conversation with them, maybe she will know."
The gaze of the red-faced old man fell on Qing Yi.
"Do you know?"
Qing Yi trembled, was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "Junior don't know..."
"What a courage!"
The red-faced old man condensed his eyes, and from his experience, he could naturally see that the girl was lying.
Qing Yi lowered his head bitterly, and said softly, "The juniors really don't know."
The red-faced old man snorted and stood up and said, "Let's let go of this in advance. I have already informed the clan. In the near future, there will be family infant change monks coming here. As for the clan of this foreign surname, since he has a double mind, he will drive out of the Sun family! Old man! I have to see, on what grounds this person can say such arrogant words! In Ran Yunxing, no one can speak to my Sun family like this!"
In the north of Qishui City, in the Wang Family's compound, the old mansion card outside the door has been removed and replaced with a new one. Wang Lin personally picked up the pen on it and wrote the two characters "Royal Mansion".
The servant servant in the mansion, Wang Lin did not change, but continued to use it. As a result, the color of desertedness faded a lot.
In the middle of the night, the moon was shining, and in the backyard study, Wang Lin and his son sat opposite each other.
"Ping'er, nineteen years of ordinary life, eight years of mountains and rivers, next, I will give you thirty years of wealth, a person's life, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. You must know all about it, the same is true of wealth and poverty."
Wang Lin said calmly.
Wang Ping was silent, smiled slightly for a long time, his eyes were bright, and said, "Father, is this compensation for not allowing me to cultivate?"
Wang Lin looked at Wang Ping and slowly said, "Yes."
His gaze crossed Wang Ping, followed the window and fell into the distance, where Wang Ping could not see. A trace of sorrow rose.
This sorrow, too thick, thick, no one knows, all the secrets, Wang Lin can only put in his heart, even though he knows that Wang Ping's obsession with the cultivation of Taoism is buried in his heart, and he has a bit of resentment for himself.
"Ping'er, it's not for my father not to let you practice the Tao... but... you can't cultivate..."
Wang Lin sighed softly in his heart, his eyes were sad, thicker, unable to dissolve...
"Father, what is wealth?"
Wang Ping said softly.
"What kind of wealth do you want?"
Wang Lin retracted his gaze and said calmly.
"Father once taught me that people should go against the sky, don't be pressured by this world. When you encounter mountains, you will pass, you will save rivers, and you will cross the sea. When you encounter this world, you will never give in. I am cultivating. Then I will become the supreme among mortals!"
Wang Ping looked at his father.
"If you want, you can!"
Wang Lin closed his eyes.
When Wang Ping grew up, under the influence of Wang Lin, he gradually had his own ideas. He is no longer the kid who only knew to obey his father. He has his own ideas and ideals.
Wang Ping looked at his father and whispered softly, "I don't want the supreme that is at my fingertips. What I want is to lay down by myself!"
"Can… "
Wang Lin said flatly. With a wave of his right hand, the phantom behind him walked out and merged into Wang Ping's back.
"With this thing, Ran Yunxing, you can do everything."
Wang Lin got up, did not go to see Wang Ping, and walked out of the study, his back looked a little staggering and a little low.
Wang Ping opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He just asked silently in his heart: "Father, you can give me everything, why... don't you let me do the Taoism... Ping'er does the Taoism," Not for myself, but for... the promise of the year... so that you can be by your side forever... Father, you are so lonely... But why... ”
Under the moonlight, Wang Lin stood in the courtyard, the shadow stretched very long, he calmly returned to his room, lay on the bed, and whispered: "One day, you will understand, but I hope that day, Coming slowly, even, you never know why..."
Wang Ping had no sleep this night.
Three days later, outside Qishui city, a person came, this person was dressed in black. The whole person looked quite old. After stepping into this Qishui city, he went to the branch tribe of the Sun family.
All the monks in the Sun family branch of Qishuicheng went out to welcome them. Although they had guessed that they must be the monks of the infant transition stage, when the three elders saw this man, they still took a deep breath and looked more respectful.
"Meet the Deputy Patriarch!"
This person is Sun Qiming. Because of Wang Lin's affairs, he made great contributions to the Sun family. Coupled with his advanced cultivation level, he has reached the late stage of the infant change and was promoted to the next generation of Patriarch by Sun Xi.
Sun Qiming didn't talk nonsense with everyone, but directly said: "Where is that person?"
These younger generations of the family didn't know the meaning of the broken golden core, but he knew that even though he could do this, he didn't see any magical powers in the next step, which caused the three Nascent Soul cultivators to retreat.
This kind of thing can be explained if the magical powers are displayed, but if there is no magical powers as said on the jade slip, then apart from the aspiring boss, it is definitely impossible to appear on ordinary monks.