Chapter 859 Wang Huashan's Entrustment
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 859 Wang Huashan's Entrustment
Donghuang, Qingguo.
Black Eagle Mountain Range, Wang Family.
In a secluded courtyard, Wang Qingjun was telling family history to twenty seven or eight-year-old clansmen.
Wang Qingjun's seniority is high enough, and his strength is strong enough. As soon as he returned to Donghuang, he immediately integrated the three tribes into two. There are advantages to separation. If something happens to the tribe, the family will not be easy to support. problem of feeling.
The tribe is too scattered, and the newcomers cannot feel a sense of belonging to the family. Once something happens to the leader, the monks at the bottom may not accept the new leader sent by the family. This is inevitable.
The family suddenly sent a strange monk to lead the family, and Wang Qingjun couldn't accept it.
Of course, changing a clansman may not have the courage and strength to integrate the clansman.
The two tribes are unified under the management of Wang Qingjun, and the newly born Linggen tribe will be sent to the Black Eagle Mountains for training for a period of time, instilling family values, telling them the history of family development, and enhancing the sense of belonging of the tribe.
"Old ancestor, can we return to Qinglian Villa?"
An eight-year-old boy asked curiously.
Wang Qingjun nodded solemnly, and said: "Yes, as long as we work together, think about one thing, and work hard together, we will be able to rebuild the family. Talented people will emerge from generation to generation, and the future of the family depends on you. If you can rebuild your family, remember to go to my grave, tell me, and scatter my ashes on Qinglian Villa."
Speaking of this, Wang Qingjun showed nostalgia, looking at the location of Qinglian Villa.
"I don't agree with this, Qing Jun, you still have a chance, the family needs you."
A pleasant female voice suddenly sounded.
As soon as the words were finished, a beautiful woman in a blue dress with a graceful figure walked in. It was Wang Ruyan.
She paid homage to her parents in a hurry, and then rushed to Qingguo, fearing that something might happen to Wang Qingjun.
Seeing Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingjun was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise, "Aunt Jiu, why are you here?"
He suddenly heard something, waved his hand, and ordered: "You all go down!"
"Yes, my ancestor."
Twenty clansmen agreed to come down with one voice, and left one after another.
Wang Ruyan walked up to Wang Qingjun, took out a cyan wooden box, handed it to Wang Qingjun, and said with a smile: "Qingjun, let's see what's inside."
Wang Qingjun opened the wooden box and saw that there was a cyan kiwi fruit inside, with some golden lines on the surface.
"Aunt Jiu, this is..."
Wang Qingjun vaguely guessed something, he didn't know the spiritual fruit in front of him, he could probably recognize the material of monsters, there are countless rare and exotic fruits in the world of cultivating immortals, he couldn't remember it, and he didn't have that interest.
Wang Ruyan suddenly appeared in front of him, and took out a spiritual fruit, most likely a spiritual fruit that prolongs life.
Wang Ruyan smiled slightly, and said: "This is the Shouyuan Fruit, which can increase the lifespan by 50 years. Qing Jun, you repair the meridians, take the Shouyuan Fruit, and you still have a chance to hit the alchemy stage."
"Shouyuan fruit!"
Wang Qingjun took a deep breath, his expression became very excited.
"Your Uncle Jiu and I got a few Shouyuan Fruits from our expedition. Your Ninth Uncle and I will send them to you and Qing Qi respectively. Qing Jun, with this Shouyuan Fruit, you still have a chance to hit the alchemy stage."
Wang Ruyan is more optimistic about Wang Qingjun. Wang Qingjun and Wang Qingshan came from the corpse mountain and the sea of blood. They are full of mana. The most important thing is that Wang Qingjun is cautious. This can be seen from his treasure hunting in the Jinyangzong site.
Looking at the Shouyuan fruit in the wooden box, Wang Qingjun was so excited that he was speechless for a long time.
"Okay, hurry up and find a place to take the Shouyuan Fruit, refine the medicinal power, and form the alchemy spirit. After a while, someone will bring it to you."
"Yes, Aunt Ninth."
On the second day, Wang Qingjun opened the door and walked out.
His hair changed from white to black, and his old face disappeared, replaced by a flushed face.
Wang Ruyan looked at Wang Qingjun carefully, nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Yes, Qing Jun, the effect of the Shouyuan Fruit is quite good, it is indeed a miracle fruit of heaven and earth."
Wang Qingjun bowed to Wang Ruyan and said gratefully, "Thank you, Ninth Aunt."
Shouyuan fruit can increase lifespan, it is very rare, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are willing to take it for him, this kindness is too great.
"You have done a lot for the family, Qing Jun, this is what you deserve. Well, the people of Donghuang are handed over to you. I sit in the South China Sea with your ninth uncle, and we can't quench our thirst from far away. You have to make good use of opportunities. Rare this opportunity and strive to advance to the alchemy stage."
"Aunt Nine, I've made a note. Don't worry about you and Uncle Nine! I will take good care of the people in Donghuang."
Wang Ruyan nodded, gave some instructions, left the Black Eagle Mountain Range, and headed straight for Chu State.
Half a year later, she arrived in Chu State, where she appeared in the sky above the endless emerald green mountains.
At the beginning, in order to fight against other forces, the three sects headed by Yaowanggu merged into the Three Immortals, and Wang Huashan also brought his clansmen to join. After years of development and integration, the three sects and the Wang family's children have been completely merged together. A disciple of the Three Immortals.
"Who is coming, this is the territory of our Sanxianzong, idlers stop."
A group of patrolling monks appeared in the sky and flew towards Wang Ruyan quickly.
It didn't take long before they stopped. The leader's expression changed when he saw Wang Ruyan, and he exclaimed, "But my aunt? I'm a child of the Wang family."
Wang Ruyan nodded, and said: "Is Uncle San in the sect? I have something to ask him."
"Here! Auntie, please follow me, the others will continue to patrol."
After a cup of tea, Wang Ruyan appeared in a spacious hall. Wang Huashan sat on the main seat, with white hair and an old face.
Huang Fugui was arrested by the Sun Moon Palace, and Wang Huashan was in bad luck. A few alchemy monks wanted to take Wang Huashan's head to claim credit from the Sun Moon Palace, and besieged Wang Huashan. Wang Huashan was seriously injured and fled, never daring to set foot in the South China Sea.
Wang Huashan's lifespan was running out, and there were no new alchemy monks from the Wang family's children, and the line led by Wang Ruyan's father had not yet developed.
"Ruyan, is Changsheng okay?"
Wang Huashan asked, his tone weak.
"Thanks to Uncle San's great blessing, my husband is very good."
"Ruyan, tell the old man the truth, how many alchemy cultivators are there in the Wang family?"
Wang Ruyan smiled bitterly, and said: "Uncle San, our Wang family has provoked a great enemy, and it is not appropriate to expose it. It's hard to say."
Wang Huashan frowned, pondered for a moment, took out two wooden boxes, handed them to Wang Ruyan, and said, "This is something I got from treasure hunting with Huang Fugui in the early years. I don't need it anymore, so I will give it to you! I hope you promise me a favor." Request, if conditions permit in the future, train a monk of alchemy for our Wang family."
Wang Ruyan opened two wooden boxes, inside which were placed a blue demon pill and a piece of white jade the size of a watermelon. The white jade exuded a biting chill.
"A third-tier middle-grade demon pill and a piece of thousand-year-old cold jade. The thousand-year-old cold jade is a fourth-tier refining material. It is no problem to refine first-tier and second-tier magic weapons. Longevity should be used."
Wang Ruyan nodded and thanked, "Thank you, Uncle San, I can promise you that if conditions permit in the future, I will train a monk of alchemy for the Wang family."
Wang Huashan nodded in relief. With Wang Ruyan's words, he settled a worry in his heart.
Half an hour later, Wang Ruyan left Sanxianzong and flew towards Chongyangfang City, preparing to return to South China Sea.
(End of this chapter)
Donghuang, Qingguo.
Black Eagle Mountain Range, Wang Family.
In a secluded courtyard, Wang Qingjun was telling family history to twenty seven or eight-year-old clansmen.
Wang Qingjun's seniority is high enough, and his strength is strong enough. As soon as he returned to Donghuang, he immediately integrated the three tribes into two. There are advantages to separation. If something happens to the tribe, the family will not be easy to support. problem of feeling.
The tribe is too scattered, and the newcomers cannot feel a sense of belonging to the family. Once something happens to the leader, the monks at the bottom may not accept the new leader sent by the family. This is inevitable.
The family suddenly sent a strange monk to lead the family, and Wang Qingjun couldn't accept it.
Of course, changing a clansman may not have the courage and strength to integrate the clansman.
The two tribes are unified under the management of Wang Qingjun, and the newly born Linggen tribe will be sent to the Black Eagle Mountains for training for a period of time, instilling family values, telling them the history of family development, and enhancing the sense of belonging of the tribe.
"Old ancestor, can we return to Qinglian Villa?"
An eight-year-old boy asked curiously.
Wang Qingjun nodded solemnly, and said: "Yes, as long as we work together, think about one thing, and work hard together, we will be able to rebuild the family. Talented people will emerge from generation to generation, and the future of the family depends on you. If you can rebuild your family, remember to go to my grave, tell me, and scatter my ashes on Qinglian Villa."
Speaking of this, Wang Qingjun showed nostalgia, looking at the location of Qinglian Villa.
"I don't agree with this, Qing Jun, you still have a chance, the family needs you."
A pleasant female voice suddenly sounded.
As soon as the words were finished, a beautiful woman in a blue dress with a graceful figure walked in. It was Wang Ruyan.
She paid homage to her parents in a hurry, and then rushed to Qingguo, fearing that something might happen to Wang Qingjun.
Seeing Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingjun was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise, "Aunt Jiu, why are you here?"
He suddenly heard something, waved his hand, and ordered: "You all go down!"
"Yes, my ancestor."
Twenty clansmen agreed to come down with one voice, and left one after another.
Wang Ruyan walked up to Wang Qingjun, took out a cyan wooden box, handed it to Wang Qingjun, and said with a smile: "Qingjun, let's see what's inside."
Wang Qingjun opened the wooden box and saw that there was a cyan kiwi fruit inside, with some golden lines on the surface.
"Aunt Jiu, this is..."
Wang Qingjun vaguely guessed something, he didn't know the spiritual fruit in front of him, he could probably recognize the material of monsters, there are countless rare and exotic fruits in the world of cultivating immortals, he couldn't remember it, and he didn't have that interest.
Wang Ruyan suddenly appeared in front of him, and took out a spiritual fruit, most likely a spiritual fruit that prolongs life.
Wang Ruyan smiled slightly, and said: "This is the Shouyuan Fruit, which can increase the lifespan by 50 years. Qing Jun, you repair the meridians, take the Shouyuan Fruit, and you still have a chance to hit the alchemy stage."
"Shouyuan fruit!"
Wang Qingjun took a deep breath, his expression became very excited.
"Your Uncle Jiu and I got a few Shouyuan Fruits from our expedition. Your Ninth Uncle and I will send them to you and Qing Qi respectively. Qing Jun, with this Shouyuan Fruit, you still have a chance to hit the alchemy stage."
Wang Ruyan is more optimistic about Wang Qingjun. Wang Qingjun and Wang Qingshan came from the corpse mountain and the sea of blood. They are full of mana. The most important thing is that Wang Qingjun is cautious. This can be seen from his treasure hunting in the Jinyangzong site.
Looking at the Shouyuan fruit in the wooden box, Wang Qingjun was so excited that he was speechless for a long time.
"Okay, hurry up and find a place to take the Shouyuan Fruit, refine the medicinal power, and form the alchemy spirit. After a while, someone will bring it to you."
"Yes, Aunt Ninth."
On the second day, Wang Qingjun opened the door and walked out.
His hair changed from white to black, and his old face disappeared, replaced by a flushed face.
Wang Ruyan looked at Wang Qingjun carefully, nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Yes, Qing Jun, the effect of the Shouyuan Fruit is quite good, it is indeed a miracle fruit of heaven and earth."
Wang Qingjun bowed to Wang Ruyan and said gratefully, "Thank you, Ninth Aunt."
Shouyuan fruit can increase lifespan, it is very rare, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are willing to take it for him, this kindness is too great.
"You have done a lot for the family, Qing Jun, this is what you deserve. Well, the people of Donghuang are handed over to you. I sit in the South China Sea with your ninth uncle, and we can't quench our thirst from far away. You have to make good use of opportunities. Rare this opportunity and strive to advance to the alchemy stage."
"Aunt Nine, I've made a note. Don't worry about you and Uncle Nine! I will take good care of the people in Donghuang."
Wang Ruyan nodded, gave some instructions, left the Black Eagle Mountain Range, and headed straight for Chu State.
Half a year later, she arrived in Chu State, where she appeared in the sky above the endless emerald green mountains.
At the beginning, in order to fight against other forces, the three sects headed by Yaowanggu merged into the Three Immortals, and Wang Huashan also brought his clansmen to join. After years of development and integration, the three sects and the Wang family's children have been completely merged together. A disciple of the Three Immortals.
"Who is coming, this is the territory of our Sanxianzong, idlers stop."
A group of patrolling monks appeared in the sky and flew towards Wang Ruyan quickly.
It didn't take long before they stopped. The leader's expression changed when he saw Wang Ruyan, and he exclaimed, "But my aunt? I'm a child of the Wang family."
Wang Ruyan nodded, and said: "Is Uncle San in the sect? I have something to ask him."
"Here! Auntie, please follow me, the others will continue to patrol."
After a cup of tea, Wang Ruyan appeared in a spacious hall. Wang Huashan sat on the main seat, with white hair and an old face.
Huang Fugui was arrested by the Sun Moon Palace, and Wang Huashan was in bad luck. A few alchemy monks wanted to take Wang Huashan's head to claim credit from the Sun Moon Palace, and besieged Wang Huashan. Wang Huashan was seriously injured and fled, never daring to set foot in the South China Sea.
Wang Huashan's lifespan was running out, and there were no new alchemy monks from the Wang family's children, and the line led by Wang Ruyan's father had not yet developed.
"Ruyan, is Changsheng okay?"
Wang Huashan asked, his tone weak.
"Thanks to Uncle San's great blessing, my husband is very good."
"Ruyan, tell the old man the truth, how many alchemy cultivators are there in the Wang family?"
Wang Ruyan smiled bitterly, and said: "Uncle San, our Wang family has provoked a great enemy, and it is not appropriate to expose it. It's hard to say."
Wang Huashan frowned, pondered for a moment, took out two wooden boxes, handed them to Wang Ruyan, and said, "This is something I got from treasure hunting with Huang Fugui in the early years. I don't need it anymore, so I will give it to you! I hope you promise me a favor." Request, if conditions permit in the future, train a monk of alchemy for our Wang family."
Wang Ruyan opened two wooden boxes, inside which were placed a blue demon pill and a piece of white jade the size of a watermelon. The white jade exuded a biting chill.
"A third-tier middle-grade demon pill and a piece of thousand-year-old cold jade. The thousand-year-old cold jade is a fourth-tier refining material. It is no problem to refine first-tier and second-tier magic weapons. Longevity should be used."
Wang Ruyan nodded and thanked, "Thank you, Uncle San, I can promise you that if conditions permit in the future, I will train a monk of alchemy for the Wang family."
Wang Huashan nodded in relief. With Wang Ruyan's words, he settled a worry in his heart.
Half an hour later, Wang Ruyan left Sanxianzong and flew towards Chongyangfang City, preparing to return to South China Sea.
(End of this chapter)
