What surprised him was not that he met the middle-aged man, but his origin.
Baiyunguan is one of the four sects of the Chu State and belongs to the righteous sect. But why did Wang Qingze say that he was very scared when he saw the middle-aged man? Could it be that the disciples of the Xiuxian sect like to bully low-level monks? Or is it that the middle-aged man is more arrogant, or that the exercises he practices are somewhat special
At this time, a middle-aged man came over. His eyes quickly passed over Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, and he cupped his fists at them and said, "Li Tianzheng, I have met two fellow Taoists."
"My younger sister, Wang Ruyan, has met Fellow Daoist Li."
"Your Majesty, Wang Changsheng, has met fellow Daoist Li."
Wang Ruyan and Wang Changsheng did not dare to neglect and hurriedly returned the courtesy.
The white-clothed scholar looked at Wang Changsheng and smiled slightly: "Wang Fairy, why haven't I heard you talk about Fellow Daoist Wang? If I had known about Fellow Daoist Wang's existence, I should have invited Fellow Daoist Wang to come last night. By the way, I am Song Yihang, who was born in the Sword Palace. , I wonder where Daoyou Wang is from? What sect he studied under?"
"I come from a small family in Korea, so I won't mention it."
When Wang Ruyan heard Wang Changsheng's answer, she looked at Wang Changsheng in surprise, but did not criticize it.
"Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Song, please use it with ease. Fellow Daoist Wang and I have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."
Wang Ruyan seemed unwilling to talk to Song Yihang and made an excuse.
"Wang Fairy, please go slowly. I'll be hosting some other time. Let's have a good time together."
Song Yihang looked at Wang Ruyan's retreating figure with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Song, everyone has gone away. Speaking of which, what is the origin of Fairy Wang? It fascinates you so much."
Li Tianzheng patted Song Yihang on the shoulder and asked seemingly casually.
"My fair lady, you are a good gentleman. Fairy Wang is a descendant of the Wang family of Lanyue Lake in the Song Dynasty. Fellow Taoist Song, are you also interested in Fairy Wang?"
Li Tianzheng smiled calmly and said: "I pursue the path of immortality and have no interest in the love of children. However, the relationship between Daoist Wang and Fairy Wang seems to be unusual. Don't let him get ahead of you."
"That's what you said. It seems I need to step up my offensive."
After leaving Baixiang Tower, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan broke up and went back to their respective homes.
Back at his residence, Wang Changsheng took out the Wuyin Cold Water and started practicing.
Not long after, a large number of blue light spots appeared in the room, and Wang Changsheng's body surface was covered by a layer of dazzling blue light.
The next morning, Wang Changsheng brought Wang Qingze to Lingbing Pavilion.
He said hello to Wang Ruyan and entered the weapon refining room to refine the weapons.
After activating the sound isolation array, he took out the golden knife model, opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of blue flames, wrapping the golden knife.
After a cup of tea, the golden knife turned red.
Wang Changsheng pinched the magic formula, and the golden knife landed steadily on a black boulder. He took out a golden hammer and an anvil, clamped one end of the golden knife with pliers, raised the golden hammer, and dropped it heavily.
The refining of sword-like instruments is more difficult. It requires repeated beating to remove impurities. After cooling slightly, the iron becomes hard. It must be simmered red with real fire, repeatedly forged, then cold-beaten, and finally quenched and tempered. , engraving spiritual patterns and other processes, only one magic weapon is completed.
According to the agreement, Wang Ruyan must refine a magical weapon if he is given two materials. If the magical weapon cannot be refined from the two materials, he will pay for the materials himself, and two copies of the spiritual stone obtained from selling the magical weapon will be deducted. The cost of materials, the remaining profit is only 64%.
With his current level of weapon refining, sometimes one piece of material can be used to refine a magic weapon, and sometimes it requires three or even four pieces of material. He will definitely lose money at the beginning, but as his level of weapon refining improves, Profits will slowly increase.
Qinglian Mountain, a quiet courtyard.
Wang Mingyuan's family of four was eating, and Wang Changyue seemed to have little appetite.
"Chang Yue, what's wrong? Aren't these the dishes you like to eat? Did you disobey in school and was reprimanded by your eighth uncle?" Liu Qing'er asked with concern.
"No, I'm not making trouble! I just miss my brother a little bit. Mom, when will he come back? Why can't he stay at home for a few more days?" Wang Changyue said with a small mouth.
"Changyue, you want to eat spiritual honey, right? Grandpa will buy it for you another day." Wang Yaozu looked at Wang Changyue with a doting look on his face.
Hearing this, Liu Qing'er chuckled lightly and said, "Why do you, a girl, suddenly miss your brother? You are greedy. You want me to buy you something to eat!"
"I don't! I just miss my brother." Wang Changyue said with a blushing face and a low voice.
"Brother has a heavy responsibility and won't be able to come back in a short time. You and your 20th brother are learning formations. How is your learning going? Is the formation difficult?"
After Wang Changyue heard this, he said with some pride: "Grandpa, dad, mom, I can now arrange the first-level low-grade formations. Uncle Twenty keeps praising me!"
"What? You can arrange a first-order low-grade formation? Are you lying? You haven't yet reached the third level of Qi Refining, how can you arrange a first-order low-grade formation?" Wang Mingyuan was puzzled.
Wang Yaozu and Liu Qing'er also didn't believe that given Wang Changyue's age and cultivation level, he could deploy a first-level low-grade formation so quickly.
"Why are you lying to you? Uncle Twenty said that I am very talented in formations and keeps praising me! Grandpa, you just promised me to take me to buy spiritual honey. Let's go quickly!"
Wang Changyue put down the bowl and chopsticks and pulled Wang Yaozu out.
Wang Yaozu looked doting on his face and left with Wang Changyue.
"Husband, if Chang Yue is lying, can't you find out if you ask your 20th brother? If she is very talented in formations, it would be good to train Chang Yue to be an formation master. Unfortunately, this girl's qualifications Generally speaking, I am still at the second level of Qi Refining."
Wang Mingyuan nodded, "Well, after dinner, I will go ask my 20th brother. I don't know what happened to my son in Chu State. It has been so long and there is no news back."
"I can refine magic weapons and puppet beasts. I should be able to establish a firm foothold. The four major sects have opened their doors in advance to accept disciples. Do you want to send your clansmen to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference?"
"No, Changxue gave us a warning to stay away from the four sects of the Song Dynasty. It seems that the Wei State has a good chance of winning. Sending people to worship the Song sect is tantamount to seeking death."
"You! You are so confused. The four major sects opened their doors early to accept disciples and lowered the requirements for accepting disciples. You didn't send anyone to participate. The four major sects are investigating. It's weird not to doubt our Wang family. I suggest sending people to participate in the promotion of immortality. It’s okay to just go through the motions of the conference.”
"That's true, but this matter is of great importance. I need to discuss it with my second uncle and the others. Calculating the time, it's time for the seventh brother and the twenty-first brother to leave seclusion. I wonder if they have entered the foundation building stage."
Baiyun Ridge, underground cave.
Wang Mingjiang was sitting cross-legged on a green futon, with a layer of black dirt on his body and an unbearable fishy smell.
"I finally built a foundation, haha, I built a foundation."
Wang Mingjiang was ecstatic and said excitedly.
More than half a year ago, the clan sent him a foundation-building pill and asked him to take it to attack the foundation-building stage.
"Ming Jiang, foundation building was successful? That's great."
Wang Yaohuan opened the side door and walked in from behind the partition, saying happily.
Wang Mingjiang nodded excitedly, stood up, and cupped his hands to Wang Yaohuan: "Thank you, Uncle Twelve."
"Why are you thanking me? What you want to thank is the family. This Foundation Establishment Pill was obtained by Minghao and his friends with their lives."
Wang Mingjiang nodded solemnly and asked: "Uncle Twelve, now that I have established a foundation, I can take care of the family's worries. What should I do next?"
"According to the clan's arrangements, you will continue to practice here. After a while, several clan members who practice water-attribute skills will be dispatched here. The war is about to begin. You reserve strength and cannot show up easily. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand. I don't know if Brother Seven has advanced to the foundation building stage."
"Mingzhong's attack on the Foundation Establishment Stage was earlier than you, and the results are probably coming. You can practice here with peace of mind. I will return to the clan first and report the good news to my second brother and Mingyuan to see if they have any other plans. I don't. Don’t leave here easily before you come back.”
"Yes, Uncle Twelve."
Wang Yaohuan gave a few instructions and left the cave.