A seal of immortality

Chapter 642

Wang Changsheng's eyes blurred, and he suddenly appeared in a spacious hall.

Wang Changsheng turned into a middle-aged man with a majestic face. Below him sat the elders of the Wang family, each with a radiant face.

"Patriarch, a total of 670 pieces of primary talisman seals were sold this month, and 370 pieces were purchased, with a profit of 35 five spirit stones. 720 magical artifacts were sold, and 120 pieces were purchased, with a profit of 570 and three spirit stones. Selling 130 pills, earning 580 spirit stones, selling 240 five copies of practice books, earning [-] spirit stones, the total profit for this month is [-] eight spirit stones. I have recorded the specific list in the account book Come on." Wang Changqing stood up, holding an account book in his hand, and said word by word.

"Patriarch, 530 new talisman apprentices have been added this month, and a total of 520 blank talisman papers have been consumed. The materials for making these blank talisman papers require 1000 spirit stones, which should be distributed to the clan members this month. His salary is 1000 yuan. In addition, when the young patriarchs of the Li family and the Chen family got married, they each sent a high-level magic weapon as a congratulatory gift. , each gave [-] yuan of spirit stones and a high-level magic weapon as a dowry, and each of the five male tribesmen also gave [-] yuan of spirit stones as a dowry." Holding an account book in his hand, a veteran of the tribe stood up and said.

"Patriarch, in the middle of this month, five disciples disappeared in Mount Taining and have not returned. Do you want the Zhou family to assist in the search?" A clan elder stood up and asked.

"Patriarch, the Anhua He family intends to marry us. Their young patriarch wants to marry a female family member of our royal family. Which female family member do you think is suitable to marry?"

"Patriarch, Fenghua Luo family clashed with us, wounded and killed [-] members of our Wang family, I wonder how the patriarch plans to deal with it?"

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One clansman after another stood up, reported the situation to Wang Changsheng, and asked Wang Changsheng to make up his mind.

"Who patriarch are you calling?" Wang Changsheng waved his hand and frowned.

"How many patriarchs can our royal family have? There is only one patriarch, Wang Changsheng. You taught the clansmen to make talismans and married other families. In less than 30 years, our royal family's power has greatly increased. Now speaking of our Fumowang family, people from Yueyang County Everyone knows, and the whole Ningzhou has heard about it, and all of this is due to your patriarch."

"Yes! With the patriarch here, our Wang family will definitely become the number one cultivating family in Yueyang County, no, the number one cultivating family in Ningzhou."

Wang Changsheng's eyes flickered when he heard the words, he glanced carefully at the people in the hall, and said in a deep voice: "It's a pity that I don't have much interest in power, otherwise I would really be deceived by you."

"Patriarch, what are you talking about? Why were you deceived? You are the only son of the old patriarch, you are not the patriarch, who is the patriarch?" Everyone's eyes were full of doubts.

"It's true that my father is the patriarch. I also want to see the revitalization of the family, but I have no interest in being the patriarch." Wang Changsheng said coldly. After speaking, he raised his hands together, and a stack of wind blade talismans flashed out. It turned into dozens of giant wind blades, quickly piercing through the bodies of the elders present.

These clan elders shook, and then they turned into a little bit of aura and disappeared.

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly appeared in a spacious courtyard.

Not far in front of him was a golden palace with the three big characters "Golden Dragon Palace" written on the plaque.

"This is... Taiqing Palace?" Seeing this, Wang Changsheng was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, a white light flew from the distant sky, and finally stopped in the sky above the Golden Dragon Palace.

After the aura faded, a young woman in white palace attire was revealed, it was Murong Bing.

"Bing'er." Wang Changsheng was slightly taken aback when he saw Murong Bing, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Junior Brother Wang, you've been forming alchemy for so long, why didn't you come to me? Did you forget something?" Murong Bing landed in front of Wang Changsheng, pouted and said with some displeasure.

"Pill formation?" Wang Changsheng frowned.

"What? Have you forgotten the promise you made to me in Peach Blossom Forest? Could it be that you are teasing me?" Murong Bing's expression darkened upon seeing this.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng shook his head, and said, "No, I haven't forgotten, but am I not attacking Nascent Soul now?"

"Yuanying? Puchi, I think you have been closed for a long time, and you are also confused. You have just succeeded in forming an alchemy, and you are still far away from Yuanying!" Murong Bing laughed and joked.

"But I clearly..."

"Okay, don't change the subject, are you going to break your promise?" Murong Bing waved his hand, looked at Wang Changsheng, and asked in a deep voice.

"I didn't, but..." Wang Changsheng shook his head, wanting to explain, but he was interrupted by Murong Bing before he finished speaking:

"Since you don't want to break your promise, why don't you hurry up and propose marriage to your grandfather, is it possible that you want me to marry Yang Qian?"

Speaking of this, a blush rose on Murong Bing's beautiful cheeks.

"No, you can only marry me." Wang Changsheng shook his head and said firmly.

"Who wants to marry you, hmph, Jie Dan has not been able to propose marriage to my grandfather for so long, I thought you forgot your promise to me!" Murong Bing said shyly.

"I haven't forgotten, it's just..." Wang Changsheng shook his head, and was about to explain something, but he suddenly forgot what to say.

"Okay, I know you haven't forgotten. Let's go to my grandfather! Yang Qian has also formed an alchemy. If you don't rush ahead of him, it will be bad if your grandfather agrees to him. After all, the marriage is the elders' decision." " Murong Bing urged.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wang Changsheng to agree, she pulled Wang Changsheng to the flying sword under her feet, and made a tactic with one hand, and the flying sword under her feet suddenly radiated light, carrying the two of them to the sky.

A quarter of an hour later, Feijian landed on the top of a thousand-foot-high mountain.

There is a wide bluestone platform on the top of the mountain. In front of the bluestone platform, stands a golden palace more than thirty feet high. There are several teams of patrolling disciples patrolling around the palace.

"Grandfather is inside, go in and tell him yourself." Murong Bing pointed to the golden palace and said with a blushing face.

"Bing'er, wait for my good news." Wang Changsheng smiled lightly and walked in quickly.

The hall is very spacious. An old man in white robe with a white face and no beard is sitting cross-legged on a futon. Judging from the aura fluctuations emanating from his body, the old man in white robe is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Wang Changsheng of Xuanfu lineage pays his respects to Uncle Murong." Wang Changsheng bowed his hands and said respectfully.

"You came to my place, what's the matter?" the old man in white robe said lightly.

"I came here today to propose marriage to Master Murong. I want to marry Senior Sister Murong, and I hope that Master Murong will do it." Wang Changsheng said sincerely.

"You're talking about Bing'er, right! Nephew Yang Qian, who is from the lineage of Thousand Swords, just came here, and he also wants to marry Bing'er. Which one of you do you think I should marry Bing'er to?" the white-robed old man asked. Said lightly.

"Disciple and Senior Sister Murong really love each other. I swear that I will definitely treat Senior Sister Murong well and never let her be wronged in the slightest. I also hope that Senior Murong will be perfect." After Wang Changsheng finished speaking, he bent his legs and knelt down with a very serious expression. dignified.

The old man in white robe nodded, and said: "Hehe, someone told me about you and Binger, but it is related to Binger's lifelong happiness, so you should ask her opinion! Binger, hurry up and come in!" .”

As soon as the words finished, Murong Bing walked in from the outside, her cheeks flushed.

"Bing'er, nephew Wang from the Xuanfu lineage wants to become a couple of dual cultivators with you. I wonder if you want to?" the white-robed old man asked with a smile.

"The grandchildren are all determined by the grandfather." Murong Bing lowered his head, his face was full of shyness, and his cheeks were as red as red apples.

"Well, Nephew Wang, I will betroth Bing'er to you and become a couple of monks with you. I hope you two will love each other." The white-robed old man pondered for a while, his face froze, and he said.

"Disciple, thank you Master Murong for completeness." Wang Changsheng expressed his gratitude and thanked him.

Murong Bing bowed his head in silence, his eyes were full of joy.

(End of this chapter)