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Wang Xian summoned Fei Yi long ago, and together with them, twelve Nascent Soul peak-level guards killed the two old monsters of Danxiamen.
The dragon spears of the three dragon guards pointed at Dan Chixia's eyebrows, navel, and throat, smashing Dan Chixia's body in one fell swoop.
Dan Chixia sacrificed the Nascent Soul to escape, but was pierced by Fei Wei's three sharp arrows, and the Nascent Soul was broken into countless pieces.
Wang Xian casually took the Danding Fengjie flying out of Dan Chixia's body into his hand, and laughed heartily.
Zaiwei blocked the head of the Danxia Sect with his shield, and Tianwei imperceptibly stabbed the head of the Danxia Sect with a dagger in the back of the heart, between the eyebrows, throat, and lower abdomen, and stabbed the head of the Danxia Sect. Kill with Nascent Soul.
The battle only took place within a hundred breaths, Wang Xian immediately fled towards the mountain, followed by twelve guards, escorting Wang Xian to escape.
The ancestor of the lotus demon killed the seven figures of Wang Xian and 28 guards of the flying dragon in the sky, only to realize that he had been fooled. He returned to the secret room of the Danxia Gate and found that the head of the Danxia Gate and the Supreme Elder Dan Chi Xia has been killed, and the culprit Wang Xian has fled without a trace.
"Damn it, I came here for the Dandingfeng ring, but I didn't expect that Wang Xian's younger generation would take the lead." The eyes of the ancestor Lian Yao could shoot fire, looking at the ground where Wang Xian fled, his face was gloomy and terrifying.
Wang Xian escaped from the state of Jin and returned to his hometown of Xia. He came to the ancestral house of the Wang family and saw that the whole ancestral house had been turned into ruins. Not only that, even the entire city had been turned into ruins. Fist, said angrily: "Patriarch Lian Yao, one day, I will take revenge for everything you have done to the Wang family a thousand times."
The Wang family’s old house carries the memories of Wang Xian’s youth. He sat cross-legged on the ruins, closed his eyes, as if he had returned to his childhood, playing with his parents and playing hide-and-seek with his friends. . .
If he hadn't cultivated immortality, he would have been with his parents for a hundred years, turned into a piece of loess, and would have been submerged in the long river of history long ago. . .
If he doesn't practice immortality, maybe he will become a martial artist, open an escort bureau, build a martial arts gym, recruit disciples, and become a generation of martial arts masters. . .
If he doesn't cultivate immortality, maybe he will marry a few wives, have a group of children, and live a leisurely life. . .
If he does not practice immortality. . .If he does not practice immortality. . .If he does not practice immortality. . .
Wang Xian asked himself thousands of times in his heart, but the reality is that there are no ifs. He has already cultivated immortality, and it has been thousands of years. All the Taoist friends who practiced with me in the early days have passed away.
He was silent in the ruthless passing of the years, and he didn't notice a large and luxurious carriage gurgling towards the ruins.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young girl of cardamom age and a jade-like boy of fifteen or nine years old stepped out of it. The two sisters got off the carriage and looked at Wang Xian.
"Sister Zhen, look, that young man's face is very familiar, as if I've seen it there before." The young man said to Wang Xian who was sitting cross-legged on the ruins.
The girl frowned, thought for a long time, and said, "I feel that he is very familiar, but I can't remember where I saw him. It's really strange."
Sensing the arrival of the two siblings, Wang Xian turned to look at the two siblings, the light in his eyes flashed. It turned out that he saw the blood of the Wang family from the two siblings, and thought to himself: "The blood of the two siblings flows in their bodies. It is the pure blood of the Wang family, and it should be my descendant. The ancestor Lian Yao said that he slaughtered the descendants of the Wang family. In fact, I had already guarded against the old demon ancestor and transferred the outstanding children of the Wang family to other places in advance. , Let them hide their names and remember that they are descendants of the royal family, but they cannot say that they are descendants of the royal family.”
"Children, come here." Knowing that the boys and girls in front of him are his descendants, Wang Xian beckoned to them kindly like an old man.
The siblings were taken aback for a moment, and when they looked again, the uncle in front of them turned into an old man. He thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and there was still a kind old man with gray hair in front of him, thinking: "What the hell is going on? What's the matter, could it be that I misread it just now?"
Wang Xian deliberately disguised himself as a gray-haired old man. He wanted to be an old ancestor. He had never been a father or grandfather before. He had never experienced such an experience. He decided to be an old man in the world first back.
"Grandpa, are you from the Wang family?" The girl boldly asked Wang Xian.
"That's right. My name is Wang Xian, how about you?" Wang Xian asked kindly.
"My name is Wang Zhen, and this is my younger brother Wang Feng." The girl said generously.
Wang Xian immediately recognized the surnames of his siblings, Wang, and after a little thought, he realized that this Wang family was established by the incognito children of the Wang family. , are you willing to learn martial arts?"
"Martial arts! I like it." Wang Feng immediately responded happily, seeing the reproachful gaze from his sister, he immediately became cautious, it seemed that he was very afraid of his sister.
After Wang Zhenbai glanced at Wang Feng, he saluted Wang Xian and said: "Our sisters come from a scholarly family. Riding and archery is a must, but martial arts are not included in our learning. Our father strictly forbids us to learn martial arts."
"It's a pity, your bones are rare, better than when I was a teenager." Wang Xian pretended to be sorry, but in fact he just wanted to mix into Wang Zhen, Wang Feng's family, and secretly help his descendants.
Wang Feng clenched his fists tightly, as if he had made a major decision, he took a step forward, and said with a firm expression: "Grandpa, I am willing to learn martial arts, please follow me back to the ancient language city, Wang Feng will definitely move my father, let the old man Be my tutor."
"Brother Feng, no." Wang Zhen looked at Wang Feng sharply.
Wang Feng looked straight into his sister's eyes, the eyes were full of unyielding light, and said sonorously: "I have made up my mind!"
Seeing his younger brother's resolute expression, Wang Zhen knew that he couldn't convince his younger brother. He had to wait until he saw his father and let his father persuade his younger brother. Quite a lot, like this, Lao Huang, who is driving the carriage for us, is also practicing martial arts, if you defeat Lao Huang, our siblings will take you back to the ancient language city, and everything will be decided by my father."
Wang Xian especially admired youths with a firm will. Youngsters like Wang Lin and Wang Zhen were exactly what he admired. He seemed to see the shadow of himself when he was young from them. He nodded to Wang Zhen and said, "Then Alright, let Lao Huang make a move, if he can touch my clothes within ten strokes, I will lose."
Warriors in the secular world are divided into four levels: warriors, warriors, generals, and martial saints. Those whose martial arts surpass martial saints are regarded as monks.
Lao Huang is a hidden master, at the level of a martial artist, he is already considered a master in the ancient language city, but he is not enough to give a finger to a monk like Wang Xian.
"Old man, what an offense." Lao Huang clasped his fists in salute, and punched Wang Xian's chest with great vigor.
Swish, Wang Xian teleported out, Lao Huang's punch missed, Lao Huang hurriedly stabilized his figure, and punched again.
Wang Xian's figure flickered, dodged Lao Huang's second punch, and smiled at Lao Huang.
Seeing that the opponent easily dodged his two punches, Lao Huang became angry. He shouted loudly and punched out ten percent of his strength. He could kill a cow with one punch, which shows that his strength is extraordinary. , punched Wang Xian.
As soon as Wang Xian's handsome figure moved, he didn't move much, but he avoided Lao Huang's punch.
Lao Huang now understands that the opponent is a master of martial arts, and he is playing with an axe in front of the master of martial arts. He hurriedly retracted his fists and stood up. Forgive me."
"Master!" Wang Zhen, Wang Feng was shocked. They knew that Lao Huang was a martial artist valued by his father. It is said that he was about to step into the ranks of generals. This time, he was invited to escort the two siblings to the ruins of Xianwang City to pay homage. The master in Huang's mouth is at least at the level of a general, thinking: "This old man with white hair looks really at the level of a general."
Wang Feng was inexplicably excited, clenched his fists tighter, and strengthened his belief in worshiping the old man as his teacher.
Wang Xianfeng smiled lightly, gave some pointers to Lao Huang, then stepped into the carriage and drove towards Guyu City with his siblings. . .
The carriage headed towards the ancient language city smoothly, escorted by a martial artist like Huang Rong along the way, and arrived at the ancient language city safely.
Guyu City is a heavily fortified city. The folk customs here are tough, and fights happen from time to time. Warriors call the city of Xia Kingdom "Wulin", and Guyu City is one of the big cities in Wulin.
Huang Rong drove the carriage to the city gate, and showed the pass token on his waist.
This time Wang Xian went to the secular world to find the blood of the Wang family and help his descendants secretly. In fact, he decided to focus on reaching a higher level, so he might not think about his descendants in his heart in the future.
To seek the Dao, one must dilute one’s feelings in the secular world, pointing directly to the Dao, and must give up something. This is a problem faced by every monk. Just like a saint, one must have a selfless mind and embrace the world instead of sticking to oneself One family and one country.
Wang Xian has decided to dedicate his life to the Dao. Even if he cannot obtain the Dao, he will die on the way to pursue the Dao. He is very determined to pursue the Dao.
"It is easy for me to cut off the emotions of the world. After all, my descendants in the world have been separated by many generations. If my parents and sisters are still there, I will definitely not be able to cut off my emotions in the world. Now my parents and relatives have long been I have been immortal for thousands of years, but I don’t have much concern for the secular world. This time, I will cut off all the mortal threads, and I will focus on seeking the Dao in the future.” Wang Xian said to himself, and then looked at the void with his eyes, as if he had traveled through the world. Time and space, floating in the void, suddenly felt a lot of vicissitudes.
The dragon spears of the three dragon guards pointed at Dan Chixia's eyebrows, navel, and throat, smashing Dan Chixia's body in one fell swoop.
Dan Chixia sacrificed the Nascent Soul to escape, but was pierced by Fei Wei's three sharp arrows, and the Nascent Soul was broken into countless pieces.
Wang Xian casually took the Danding Fengjie flying out of Dan Chixia's body into his hand, and laughed heartily.
Zaiwei blocked the head of the Danxia Sect with his shield, and Tianwei imperceptibly stabbed the head of the Danxia Sect with a dagger in the back of the heart, between the eyebrows, throat, and lower abdomen, and stabbed the head of the Danxia Sect. Kill with Nascent Soul.
The battle only took place within a hundred breaths, Wang Xian immediately fled towards the mountain, followed by twelve guards, escorting Wang Xian to escape.
The ancestor of the lotus demon killed the seven figures of Wang Xian and 28 guards of the flying dragon in the sky, only to realize that he had been fooled. He returned to the secret room of the Danxia Gate and found that the head of the Danxia Gate and the Supreme Elder Dan Chi Xia has been killed, and the culprit Wang Xian has fled without a trace.
"Damn it, I came here for the Dandingfeng ring, but I didn't expect that Wang Xian's younger generation would take the lead." The eyes of the ancestor Lian Yao could shoot fire, looking at the ground where Wang Xian fled, his face was gloomy and terrifying.
Wang Xian escaped from the state of Jin and returned to his hometown of Xia. He came to the ancestral house of the Wang family and saw that the whole ancestral house had been turned into ruins. Not only that, even the entire city had been turned into ruins. Fist, said angrily: "Patriarch Lian Yao, one day, I will take revenge for everything you have done to the Wang family a thousand times."
The Wang family’s old house carries the memories of Wang Xian’s youth. He sat cross-legged on the ruins, closed his eyes, as if he had returned to his childhood, playing with his parents and playing hide-and-seek with his friends. . .
If he hadn't cultivated immortality, he would have been with his parents for a hundred years, turned into a piece of loess, and would have been submerged in the long river of history long ago. . .
If he doesn't practice immortality, maybe he will become a martial artist, open an escort bureau, build a martial arts gym, recruit disciples, and become a generation of martial arts masters. . .
If he doesn't cultivate immortality, maybe he will marry a few wives, have a group of children, and live a leisurely life. . .
If he does not practice immortality. . .If he does not practice immortality. . .If he does not practice immortality. . .
Wang Xian asked himself thousands of times in his heart, but the reality is that there are no ifs. He has already cultivated immortality, and it has been thousands of years. All the Taoist friends who practiced with me in the early days have passed away.
He was silent in the ruthless passing of the years, and he didn't notice a large and luxurious carriage gurgling towards the ruins.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young girl of cardamom age and a jade-like boy of fifteen or nine years old stepped out of it. The two sisters got off the carriage and looked at Wang Xian.
"Sister Zhen, look, that young man's face is very familiar, as if I've seen it there before." The young man said to Wang Xian who was sitting cross-legged on the ruins.
The girl frowned, thought for a long time, and said, "I feel that he is very familiar, but I can't remember where I saw him. It's really strange."
Sensing the arrival of the two siblings, Wang Xian turned to look at the two siblings, the light in his eyes flashed. It turned out that he saw the blood of the Wang family from the two siblings, and thought to himself: "The blood of the two siblings flows in their bodies. It is the pure blood of the Wang family, and it should be my descendant. The ancestor Lian Yao said that he slaughtered the descendants of the Wang family. In fact, I had already guarded against the old demon ancestor and transferred the outstanding children of the Wang family to other places in advance. , Let them hide their names and remember that they are descendants of the royal family, but they cannot say that they are descendants of the royal family.”
"Children, come here." Knowing that the boys and girls in front of him are his descendants, Wang Xian beckoned to them kindly like an old man.
The siblings were taken aback for a moment, and when they looked again, the uncle in front of them turned into an old man. He thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and there was still a kind old man with gray hair in front of him, thinking: "What the hell is going on? What's the matter, could it be that I misread it just now?"
Wang Xian deliberately disguised himself as a gray-haired old man. He wanted to be an old ancestor. He had never been a father or grandfather before. He had never experienced such an experience. He decided to be an old man in the world first back.
"Grandpa, are you from the Wang family?" The girl boldly asked Wang Xian.
"That's right. My name is Wang Xian, how about you?" Wang Xian asked kindly.
"My name is Wang Zhen, and this is my younger brother Wang Feng." The girl said generously.
Wang Xian immediately recognized the surnames of his siblings, Wang, and after a little thought, he realized that this Wang family was established by the incognito children of the Wang family. , are you willing to learn martial arts?"
"Martial arts! I like it." Wang Feng immediately responded happily, seeing the reproachful gaze from his sister, he immediately became cautious, it seemed that he was very afraid of his sister.
After Wang Zhenbai glanced at Wang Feng, he saluted Wang Xian and said: "Our sisters come from a scholarly family. Riding and archery is a must, but martial arts are not included in our learning. Our father strictly forbids us to learn martial arts."
"It's a pity, your bones are rare, better than when I was a teenager." Wang Xian pretended to be sorry, but in fact he just wanted to mix into Wang Zhen, Wang Feng's family, and secretly help his descendants.
Wang Feng clenched his fists tightly, as if he had made a major decision, he took a step forward, and said with a firm expression: "Grandpa, I am willing to learn martial arts, please follow me back to the ancient language city, Wang Feng will definitely move my father, let the old man Be my tutor."
"Brother Feng, no." Wang Zhen looked at Wang Feng sharply.
Wang Feng looked straight into his sister's eyes, the eyes were full of unyielding light, and said sonorously: "I have made up my mind!"
Seeing his younger brother's resolute expression, Wang Zhen knew that he couldn't convince his younger brother. He had to wait until he saw his father and let his father persuade his younger brother. Quite a lot, like this, Lao Huang, who is driving the carriage for us, is also practicing martial arts, if you defeat Lao Huang, our siblings will take you back to the ancient language city, and everything will be decided by my father."
Wang Xian especially admired youths with a firm will. Youngsters like Wang Lin and Wang Zhen were exactly what he admired. He seemed to see the shadow of himself when he was young from them. He nodded to Wang Zhen and said, "Then Alright, let Lao Huang make a move, if he can touch my clothes within ten strokes, I will lose."
Warriors in the secular world are divided into four levels: warriors, warriors, generals, and martial saints. Those whose martial arts surpass martial saints are regarded as monks.
Lao Huang is a hidden master, at the level of a martial artist, he is already considered a master in the ancient language city, but he is not enough to give a finger to a monk like Wang Xian.
"Old man, what an offense." Lao Huang clasped his fists in salute, and punched Wang Xian's chest with great vigor.
Swish, Wang Xian teleported out, Lao Huang's punch missed, Lao Huang hurriedly stabilized his figure, and punched again.
Wang Xian's figure flickered, dodged Lao Huang's second punch, and smiled at Lao Huang.
Seeing that the opponent easily dodged his two punches, Lao Huang became angry. He shouted loudly and punched out ten percent of his strength. He could kill a cow with one punch, which shows that his strength is extraordinary. , punched Wang Xian.
As soon as Wang Xian's handsome figure moved, he didn't move much, but he avoided Lao Huang's punch.
Lao Huang now understands that the opponent is a master of martial arts, and he is playing with an axe in front of the master of martial arts. He hurriedly retracted his fists and stood up. Forgive me."
"Master!" Wang Zhen, Wang Feng was shocked. They knew that Lao Huang was a martial artist valued by his father. It is said that he was about to step into the ranks of generals. This time, he was invited to escort the two siblings to the ruins of Xianwang City to pay homage. The master in Huang's mouth is at least at the level of a general, thinking: "This old man with white hair looks really at the level of a general."
Wang Feng was inexplicably excited, clenched his fists tighter, and strengthened his belief in worshiping the old man as his teacher.
Wang Xianfeng smiled lightly, gave some pointers to Lao Huang, then stepped into the carriage and drove towards Guyu City with his siblings. . .
The carriage headed towards the ancient language city smoothly, escorted by a martial artist like Huang Rong along the way, and arrived at the ancient language city safely.
Guyu City is a heavily fortified city. The folk customs here are tough, and fights happen from time to time. Warriors call the city of Xia Kingdom "Wulin", and Guyu City is one of the big cities in Wulin.
Huang Rong drove the carriage to the city gate, and showed the pass token on his waist.
This time Wang Xian went to the secular world to find the blood of the Wang family and help his descendants secretly. In fact, he decided to focus on reaching a higher level, so he might not think about his descendants in his heart in the future.
To seek the Dao, one must dilute one’s feelings in the secular world, pointing directly to the Dao, and must give up something. This is a problem faced by every monk. Just like a saint, one must have a selfless mind and embrace the world instead of sticking to oneself One family and one country.
Wang Xian has decided to dedicate his life to the Dao. Even if he cannot obtain the Dao, he will die on the way to pursue the Dao. He is very determined to pursue the Dao.
"It is easy for me to cut off the emotions of the world. After all, my descendants in the world have been separated by many generations. If my parents and sisters are still there, I will definitely not be able to cut off my emotions in the world. Now my parents and relatives have long been I have been immortal for thousands of years, but I don’t have much concern for the secular world. This time, I will cut off all the mortal threads, and I will focus on seeking the Dao in the future.” Wang Xian said to himself, and then looked at the void with his eyes, as if he had traveled through the world. Time and space, floating in the void, suddenly felt a lot of vicissitudes.
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