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Chapter 587 Wang Mingren Knows How to Be a Man

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

Wang Qingjun truthfully reported to Wang Changsheng what they were doing in Taoshan, especially cleaning up the swamp, and Wang Qingling performed very well.

"Cleaning up the swamp, you guys did a good job. The girl Qingling is doing well, and she specializes in arts. It is right to let her manage the Beast Academy."

Wang Changsheng chatted with Wang Qingjun for a while, and then asked him to leave.

With two alchemy monks, the development momentum of the Wang family will get better and better. Currently, the highest foundation cultivator in the clan is Mo Caiyun, who has eight layers of foundation.

When Mo Caiyun married Wang Mingjiang, she was already at the sixth level of foundation building. After so many years, she has already cultivated to the eighth level of foundation building.

Over the years, Mo Caiyun has contributed a lot to the Wang family. The three children of her and Wang Mingjiang have grown up, Wang Changqing has established a foundation, and Wang Changxin and Wang Changxin have married.

Wang Mingjiang's eldest son, Wang Changyang, took two Foundation Establishment Pills successively, but failed to establish a foundation.

At present, there are only two foundation-building monks of the "long" generation, Wang Changhuan and Wang Changqing. Wang Changhuan has been tortured by the evil spirit of the earth these years, and his cultivation has stagnated.

According to Wang Changsheng's original plan, after Wang Ruyan formed the alchemy, he would help Wang Qingshan form the alchemy. Lian Shanzhuang should contribute to the Wang family and help her form alchemy.

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

Wang Qingyang has gray hair and wrinkled face. His days are numbered.

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

Not long after Wang Qingyang was born, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan started practicing in closed doors. Wang Qingyang only saw his parents when he was a teenager. Time passed quickly. There are more than 300 years of longevity.

There was a smile on Wang Qingyang's face, and he said happily: "Father, mother has entered the alchemy stage, my child is really happy for her."

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

"The boy is fine, he can eat and sleep, but the boy knows that his lifespan is numbered. Father, if the boy leaves, I hope you can vigorously cultivate Hope. As long as he can enter the foundation building stage, the boy will have no regrets."

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

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

Wang Changsheng agreed, and Wang Wangwang will always be taken care of by Wang Qingqing. Wang Qingqing supervises his cultivation and teaches him how to refine puppet beasts. Wang Changsheng will give pointers when he has time.

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

He now has a high success rate in refining the prototype of the magic weapon, and he can try to refine the magic weapon. He has many first-level magic weapons in his hand. Because of the attribute relationship, he can't use it, and Wang Ruyan can't use it either. He plans to find a chance to sell it. For these magic weapons, buy materials to refine magic weapons.

Wang Changsheng originally wanted to learn how to refine puppet beasts, but he has been forming alchemy for more than 50 years, and the magic weapon has not been refined yet, which shows that refining weapons is not as simple as he thought. If he learns to refine third-order puppet beasts, it will waste a lot Time will definitely affect his own cultivation, he thought over and over again, and planned to concentrate on learning to refine magic weapons, as the saying goes, miscellaneous but not refined.

He took out a two-foot-long cyan spirit wood, opened it and sprayed out a stream of blue pill fire, wrapping the cyan spirit wood...
Northern Xinjiang, Huofeng Mountain Range.

In a certain secluded secret room, Wang Mingren sat cross-legged on the futon, his body surface was covered by a large red glow, and there were a large number 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 advanced to the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment."

Wang Mingren exhaled lightly, his face was full of joy.

The fire aura in the Huofeng Mountain Range is abundant, and he practiced here to get twice the result with half the effort. He has retreated for more than ten years, and with the help of pills, he has been promoted to two small realms in a row, and advanced to the ninth floor of foundation building.

There are not many contribution points left on Wang Mingren, and he needs to have enough contribution points if he wants to exchange for the alchemy spiritual item from the Zongmen.

He needs to make great contributions, and hunting monsters can't accumulate many contribution points.

Credit will not fall from the sky, you have to take the initiative to fight for it.

After leaving the residence, Wang Mingren sacrificed the flying magic weapon and flew towards the outside of the mountain gate.

Huofeng Valley is not far from Huofeng Mountain Range. It is a large market established by Taiyi Immortal Gate. After decades of operation by Taiyi Immortal Gate, Huofeng Valley has many business travelers and is very prosperous.

Wang Mingren spent 4 yuan in spirit stones to buy a can of third-grade tea leaves and three altars of third-grade spirit wine.

Xu Zihua did not teach Wang Mingren how to practice, but taught him how to deal with people. None of the fellow students who knew Wang Mingren said he was not good. Working with Wang Mingren has only a lot of benefits, and Wang Mingren will send it to his brothers when they have weddings and funerals. A gift, even during the holidays, would not be missed, and the disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect rushed to be friends with him.

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

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

Wang Mingren took out a sound-transmitting talisman and said, "Disciple Wang Mingren came 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 for a while, giving way to a path.

Wang Mingren followed the red parrot into the valley. As soon as they entered the valley, the red fire cloud rolled and the passage disappeared.

In a magnificent palace, Meng Tian was lying on an exquisite red chair, his bulging belly was holding his Taoist robe tightly, and it could be torn at any time, and there were quite a few empty wine jars on the table next to him.

Meng Tianzheng loves spirit wine, the higher the level of spirit wine, the more he likes it.

"Disciple Wang Mingren pays his respects to Uncle Meng."

Wang Mingren walked in and bowed.

"That's right, you've reached the ninth floor of foundation building, and you're ready to form alchemy. I thought you, like Senior Brother Xu, knew how to socialize and didn't care about training!"

Meng Tianzheng looked Wang Mingren up and down, and praised him.

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

"Senior Brother Xu, if life is not good, then no one will have a good life. There are no outsiders here. If there is anything, just talk about it!"

Wang Mingren smiled slightly, took out three exquisite wine jars, and said: "Knowing that Uncle Meng likes this one, I specially bought three altars of drunken wine from Zuixian Palace. For alchemy cultivators like Uncle Meng to drink, I hope Uncle Meng will not think too little of it."

A look of surprise flashed across Meng Tianzheng's eyes, and he said, "It's not easy to brew Zuixianniu. You can only order it in advance, and it will take ten years at the earliest. You ordered three altars of Zuixianjiu more than ten years ago?"

"Exactly."

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

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

Cannibalism is short-mouthed and soft-handed, taking advantage of others ten times and a hundred times, and others helping you once 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.

(End of this chapter)