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"Before we came back, Seventh Brother hadn't left the customs yet."

Wang Qingjun truthfully reported to Wang Changsheng what they had done in Taoshan, especially cleaning up the swamp. Wang Qingling performed well.

"Cleaning up the swamp, you guys did a good job. Qingling is a good girl. She specializes in art, so it's right for her to manage the beast house."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Qingjun chatted for a while, and then let him back off.

With the two cultivators of Pill Formation, the development momentum of the Wang family will get better and better. Currently, the highest cultivator in the family is Mo Caiyun, who has the eighth floor.

When Mo Caiyun married Wang Mingjiang, she was already on the sixth floor of the foundation building. After so many years, she had already cultivated to the eighth floor of the foundation building.

Over the years, Mo Caiyun has contributed a lot to the Wang family. She and Wang Mingjiang's three children have grown up, Wang Changqing has built a foundation, and Wang Changxin and Wang Changxin have married.

Wang Mingjiang's eldest son, Wang Changyang, took two foundation building pills successively, but he failed to establish foundation.

At present, there are only two foundation-building cultivators in the "long" generation, Wang Changhuan and Wang Changqing. Wang Changhuan has been tortured by the evil spirit of the earth in recent years, and he has not moved forward in cultivation.

According to Wang Changsheng's original plan, after Wang Ruyan formed Dan, he would help Wang Qingshan to achieve Dan, but now it seems that the plan has to be changed. Mo Caiyun gave birth to a child for Wang Mingjiang, escorted Wang Mingjiang back to Wang's house, and has been living in Qingshan. Lian Shanzhuang, it is also necessary to contribute to the Wang family and help her form pills.

Wang Changsheng came to Wang Qingyang's residence to visit Wang Qingyang.

Wang Qingyang has white hair and wrinkles on his face. His time is running out.

Seeing Wang Qingyang's wrinkled face, Wang Changsheng sighed lightly.

Not long after Wang Qingyang was born, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan went into seclusion and practiced. Wang Qingyang only saw his parents when he was a teenager. Time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, Wang Qingyang's lifespan was almost exhausted. There are more than three hundred years of life.

A smile appeared on Wang Qingyang's face, and she said with joy, "Father, mother has entered the stage of forming a pill, the child is really happy for her."

"We are all happy for your mother, how is your health?"

"Baby is very good, he can eat and sleep, but he knows that his life span is running out. Dad, if the baby is gone, I hope you can vigorously cultivate hope. As long as he can advance to the foundation-building stage, the baby will have no regrets."

The most outstanding descendant of Wang Qingyang is Wang Hope. He can't build the foundation himself, but he hopes that Wang Hope can advance to the foundation-building stage.

"Okay, Dad promises you, don't worry, just take good care of your body."

Wang Changsheng agreed. Wang Qingqing will always take care of Wang Hope. Wang Qingqing will supervise his cultivation and teach him to make puppet beasts. Wang Changsheng will give him some pointers when he has time.

After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng returned to his residence.

He now has a very high success rate in refining the prototype of the magic weapon. He can try to refine the magic weapon. He has many first-order magic weapons. Because of the attribute relationship, he cannot use it, nor can Wang Ruyan. These magic weapons, purchase materials to refine magic weapons.

Wang Changsheng originally wanted to learn how to make puppet beasts, but he had formed pills for more than 50 years, and the magic weapon had not yet been made. Wasting a lot of time will definitely affect his own cultivation. He thought about it again and again, and planned to concentrate on learning and refining magic weapons.

He took out a piece of cyan spiritual wood that was about two feet long, opened it and spewed out a blue fire, wrapping the cyan spiritual wood...

Northern Xinjiang, Fire Phoenix Mountains.

In a quiet secret room, Wang Mingren sat cross-legged on the futon, his body was covered by a large red glow, and there were a lot of golden light spots floating in the room.

After a while, he opened his eyes, the glow on his body dissipated, and the golden light also disappeared.

"Finally, I have entered the ninth floor of the Foundation Establishment."

Wang Mingren let out a sigh of relief, his face full of joy.

The fire spirit energy in the Huofeng Mountains is abundant. He practiced here to get twice the result with half the effort. He retreated for more than ten years, and with the help of medicinal pills, he rose to two small realms in a row, and was promoted to the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment.

Wang Mingren's contribution points are few and far between. If he wants to exchange the Pills with the sect, he needs to have enough contribution points.

He needs to make great contributions. Hunting and killing monsters will not accumulate many contribution points.

Credit doesn't fall from the sky, you have to take the initiative to get it.

After leaving the residence, Wang Mingren took out the flying instrument and flew towards the outside of the mountain gate.

Huofeng Valley is not far from the Huofeng Mountains. It is a large-scale market established by Taiyi Xianmen. After decades of operation of Taiyi Xianmen, Huofeng Valley has many business trips and is very prosperous.

Wang Mingren spent 40,000 spirit stones to buy a can of third-order tea and three jars of third-order spirit wine.

Xu Zihua did not teach Wang Mingren to practice, but taught him how to deal with people and things. None of the classmates who knew Wang Mingren said he was not good. The benefits of cooperating with Wang Mingren were only a lot more. A gift, not left behind during the festivals, Taiyi Immortal Sect disciples rushed to be friends with him.

His imperial vessel came to the outside of a red valley, and outside the valley stood a stone tablet with the three characters "Fujiao Valley" written on it.

A large cloud of red fire covered the valley, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Wang Mingren took out a sound transmission and said, "Disciple Wang Mingren has come to greet Master Meng."

Not long after, a red parrot with bright feathers flew out and said, "Master, please come in, come with me!"

The red fire cloud rolled over and made a way.

Wang Mingren walked in with the red parrot. As soon as they entered the valley, the red fire clouds rolled and the passage disappeared.

In a splendid palace, Meng Tianzhen was lying on a beautiful red chair, his bulging belly held the robe tightly, and it could be torn at any time. There were several empty wine jars on the table next to him.

Meng Tianzheng loves spirit wine, and the more high-end spirit wine, the more he likes it.

"Disciple Wang Mingren greeted Master Meng~www.readwn.com~ Wang Mingren walked in and bowed.

"That's right, you've cultivated to the ninth floor of the Foundation Establishment, and you can prepare to form pills. I thought you, like Senior Brother Xu, knew how to socialize and didn't want to cultivate!"

Meng Tianzheng looked Wang Mingren up and down and praised.

"Uncle Meng, do you have any news about the master? Is his old man okay?"

"If Senior Brother Xu is not doing well, then no one will be doing well. There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to do, just tell me!"

Wang Mingren smiled slightly, took out three exquisite wine jars, and said, "Knowing that Uncle Meng likes this sip, the disciple specially bought three jars of Zuixian brew from Zuixiangong. Zuixian brew is a third-order spirit wine, which is most suitable for like I hope Master Meng does not think too much of a pill-forming cultivator like Master Meng drinking."

A look of surprise flashed in Meng Tianzheng's eyes, and he said, "The brewing of Zuixian brew is not easy. You can only book it in advance. It will take ten years at the earliest. You booked three jars of Zuixian brew more than ten years ago?"

"Exactly."

"As expected of Senior Brother Xu's disciple, I won't drink your spirit wine for nothing, tell me! What do you want me to do for you?"

Wang Mingren shook his head and said sincerely: "This disciple is a junior, it is right to be filial to the elders, the disciple has nothing else to ask for."

Eating people's mouths is short, taking people's hands softly, taking advantage of people ten times and a hundred times, and if someone else helps you once, it may not be enough. This is what Xu Zihua often talks about. Of course, if you want to take advantage, you must first have enough money. strength.

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