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Taiyi Xianmen, a certain red mountain peak.

A white light flew from the distant sky and landed on the door of a certain courtyard. The white light was a lotus artifact, and Su Bingbing was standing on the lotus artifact.

She practiced the earth-grade exercise "Dry Ice Collection", and within seven years, she successfully advanced to the fourth floor of the Foundation Establishment.

"The Zongmen Grand Competition has been held for five days. Senior Brother Wang has not left the customs yet, so he won't miss it!"

Su Bingbing muttered to herself, took out a sound transmission paper crane, whispered a few words, and threw it into the yard.

Not long after, the courtyard door opened, and Wang Mingjiang came out with a thick smile on his face.

After seven years of seclusion, he was successfully promoted to the sixth floor of the Foundation Establishment. Of course, the seven hundred-year-old golden fruit was a must.

He took all the three golden fruit that Wang Changsheng gave him.

"Senior Brother Wang, you are out of the gate. The Zongmen Grand Competition has been held for five days. If you don't leave the gate again, you will miss the Zongmen Grand Competition."

Taiyi Immortal Sect holds a great competition in the sect, from which elite disciples are selected to enter the secret realm of Taiyi to pick elixir. .

"It's okay, I'm going to meet the master, and then go to the Zongmen Grand Competition, Junior Sister Su, did you also participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition?"

The Zongmen Grand Competition is a major event in Taiyi Xianmen. There will be a large number of disciples participating. The disciples who participate in the competition have to enter a spiritual treasure called Wanyao Pagoda. The Wanyao Pagoda can transform into various monsters. The highest tier four monsters can be transformed into high-grade monsters, and they are ranked according to the number of layers and time they have passed through.

Su Bingbing nodded and smiled bitterly: "I have participated, stop at the seventh level, the seventh level is three second-order middle-grade monsters, birds, beasts and fierce insects, I am not their opponent, Senior Brother Wang, look at you Now, I hope you can make it to the top 100."

Wang Mingren smiled confidently and said, "Top 100? My goal is to be in the top ten. I'll go to see the master first, Junior Sister Su, you go back first!"

He sacrificed a pair of red steaming wheels and flew high into the sky.

Wu State, Tianquan Mountain.

In a quiet courtyard, inside the house, Mo Caiyun was lying on the bed, looking pale, sweating profusely, and her beautiful eyes were full of joy.

Wang Mingjiang was holding a baby in his hand, and his face was full of joy. Beside him, there were two young children, a boy and a girl.

Wang Mingjiang and Mo Caiyun have been married for seven years. They already have two sons and a daughter. He is holding the third son in his arms.

The eldest son Wang Changxin, the second daughter Wang Changxin, Wang Changxin is the three spiritual roots, and Wang Changxin is the four spiritual roots.

Wang Mingjiang is already one hundred and twenty-three years old. If there are enough spirit stones, he and Mo Caiyun can really build a family.

"Caiyun, you have worked hard, you have suffered."

Mo Caiyun smiled gratified and said, "It's not hard work, this is what I should do, do you want to name our third child?"

"He is an elder, let's call him Wang Changqing! I hope he has spiritual roots."

Mo Caiyun nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Brother Jiang, Changxin, they are the blood of your royal family, have you ever thought about sending them back? We can still support them now, but when they grow up, we need to There will be more and more resources for cultivating immortals. Can we afford them? After more than ten years, Changxin has reached the age of getting married, and Changxin, in addition to supporting them, is also a problem with cultivation methods, which are sold on the market. The exercises are all Huangpin exercises, and at most you can cultivate them to the foundation-building stage. Your family should have better exercises! Do you have the heart to let them practice Huangpin exercises?"

Wang Mingjiang's expression darkened, he pondered for a moment, and said, "When they grow up, I will send them home. After all, they are shedding the blood of the Wang family. I hope they can go further in the fairyland!"

He didn't want to keep his children by his side, but for the sake of their future, he wanted to send them back to the clan. After being away from home for many years, it was time for him to go back and have a look.

At the junction of Wei State and Tang State, there is an endless mountain range.

In a somewhat desolate valley, ten immortal cultivators are besieging a huge yellow giant scorpion. This monster is a second-order low-grade monster.

The clothes of the ten immortal cultivators have lotus patterns on them, and they are obviously the children of the royal family of Qinglian Villa.

Leading the team was Wang Qingshan. He retreated for seven years and successfully advanced to the fifth floor of the foundation building. From the fourth floor of the foundation building to the fifth floor of the foundation building, he spent more than 20 years, mainly to modify the exercises.

He cultivated the "Qingming Sword Sutra" to the fifth level, which was in line with his cultivation.

Wang Qingjun is already on the second floor of the foundation building, and he is practicing the "Tianyan Collection", a fire-based practice.

Wang Qiuming is already on the seventh level of Qi Refining. With Wang Qingshan's training, Wang Qiuming has more and more experience in hunting monsters.

The yellow giant scorpion has a single attack method, and it is not their opponent.

Wang Qiuming controlled a second-order low-grade spider puppet beast, frantically attacking the yellow giant scorpion.

It seemed to know that the situation was not good. It opened up and spewed dozens of yellow earth arrows, as well as a yellow poisonous mist, and rushed towards Wang Qiuming and others.

"Not good, be careful of poison, retreat."

Wang Qingshan frowned slightly and reminded.

Wang Qiuming and others retreated, or cast spells, or used spiritual weapons to smash earth arrows. The yellow poisonous mist came into contact with their body-protecting spiritual hood, making a muffled sound of "Zi Zi", and the body-protecting spiritual hood swelled with a blue light. cigarette.

Taking this opportunity, the yellow giant scorpion made a strange sound, a yellow light lit up on its body, and it disappeared into the ground.

If Wang Qingshan hadn't used the yellow giant scorpion to train Wang Qiuming and others, the yellow giant scorpion would have been impossible to escape.

"Qi Uncle, what should I do? Do you want to catch up?"

Wang Qiuming was full of anticipation, and asked Wang Qingshan.

The yellow giant scorpion's demon power is very low, and it will definitely not be able to run very far.

"Seventh brother, this is the junction of the two countries. If we pursue it, we will enter the territory of Tang. If we pursue, we need to change into plain clothes. Our clothes are too conspicuous, and it is easy to arouse the hostility of Tang monks."

Wang Qingjun suggested that Tang and Wei were old enemies, and the cultivators of the two countries did not like each other, and there were many small conflicts in private.

"All put on plain clothes, chase and kill this second-order demon scorpion~www.readwn.com~ Let's go back to Wei State, and try not to have a head-on conflict with the immortal cultivators of Tang State."

Wang Qingshan hesitated for a moment and made a decision.

"Yes, seventh brother (seven uncle)."

Wang Qiuming and others changed into civilian clothes one after another. Immortal cultivators in the Tang Kingdom would never find out their true identities, and the chance of a head-on conflict would be smaller.

Wang Qingshan patted the spirit beast bag, and a yellow spirit mouse climbed out of the spirit beast bag, his eyes were rolling, and it was quite spiritual.

The second-order low-grade double-eyed rat, this is the double-eyed rat raised by Wang Qingshan.

The double-eyed rat that Wang Changsheng raised was already a second-tier top grade. The double-eyed rat in Wang Qingshan's hand was its descendant. Wang Qiuming also had a double-eyed rat, which was also a descendant of the double-eyed rat in Wang Changsheng's hand.

The Wang family kept dozens of double-eyed mice, all of which were descendants of Wang Changsheng's double-eyed mouse.

Wang Qingshan fed a cyan jujube to the double-eyed rat, the double-eyed rat jumped to the ground, sniffed a few times in the air, the body surface lit up with a yellow light, and it disappeared into the ground.

"Go, follow, that demon scorpion can't run very far."

Wang Qingshan took his clan to run out of the valley, and it didn't take long for them to disappear into the vast mountains.

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