Drunken Immortal Gourd

Chapter 1558: : Wang Zaiyuan

   More than a hundred years have passed, and I don’t know what the continent of Kyushu looks like today. Should the Blood Demon Cult still be there? After all, the spirit blood mortal is a Nascent Soul monk. He has a life span of thousands of years. No one on the mainland of Kyushu can pose a threat to him. After all these years, the Seven Martial Arts must have been completely subdued by the Blood Demon. Do you know what the old people of Qingfeng Temple are doing now?

Just when Qingyang was thinking about it, he had come to the edge of the mainland of Kyushu. Not far in front, close to the sea, was a large city for casual repairs. Qingyang remembers the name of this city was called Ziyan City, and he took the Wantong Pavilion from here. The soul ship, leaving the mainland of Kyushu.

  Considering that the situation on the mainland of Kyushu is currently unknown, and how far the blood demon cult has developed at the beginning, Qing Yang feels that it is better not to reveal the true cultivation level for the time being. I remember that there were not many high-level monks on the Jiuzhou Continent, so I won’t say anything about them. There were only one or two hundred Jindan monks. They were all high-ranking people of various sects. They belonged to well-known people, and their cultivation level was too high. It was not conducive to the inconvenience, so Qingyang used the Breath-trapping Technique to adjust the cultivation base to the late stage of foundation construction, then put away the Yufeng Gourd and dropped it on the ground, swaggering towards the Purple Smoke City.

The cultivation base of the later stage of foundation building is not too conspicuous on the mainland of Kyushu, but it is also a high-ranking monk in Ziyan City. The monks encountered on the road respect him. When he reached the gate of the city, Qingyang threw the entrance fee to the city. The city gate was guarded, and then smoothly entered Ziyan City without stopping.

   Ziyan City is still as lively as it was more than a hundred years ago, and even the layout of the city has not changed. It's just that the people are not the same, and the people now are definitely not the people they used to be.

There are a lot of clever young people at the gate of the city. Whenever they see a foreign monk, they will take the initiative to step forward and be a guide. To get the spirit stone, you can only serve as a guide for others to earn some spirit stone to subsidize the household.

Many people hesitated when they saw Qing Yang's cultivation base in the late stage of foundation building. Only one young man who looked very thin and frail dared to meet him and bowed to Qing Yang before saying: "Senior, next Wang Zaiyuan, you can call me Xiao Wang. I have lived in this Ziyan City since I was a child. I am very familiar with the surrounding situation. I wonder if Senior needs me to be a guide?"

   Listening to the other party's familiar words and looking at the other's vaguely familiar appearance, Qing Yang couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and the past seemed to be right in front of him. Wang Zaiyuan, he really has fate, Qing Yang nodded, then looked at the other party and said, "Who is Wang Chenggu from you?"

   That Wang Zaiyuan was very surprised, and said: "Senior recognizes my great grandfather?"

As long as the monks do not break through and build the foundation, their life span will not increase significantly, and the low-level monks like Wang Chenggu have not broken out of the category of mortals. It is true that the people can multiply for several generations. If Qingyang had not embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, he would have been dead for many years, and Xiping Temple would have been passed on for several generations.

   Qingyang said: "I came to Ziyan City more than a hundred years ago, and he was his guide for me."

Rao knew that Qingyang was the foundation building monk, Wang Zaiyuan couldn't help but take a breath. He met his great grandfather more than a hundred years ago, and he was an old man, he deserves to be a foundation building monk, so many years have passed. The great-grandfather has long since passed away, and this person seems to be younger than himself. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

   When the king looked at this Qingyang again, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Could it be that you are Senior Qingyang?"

   "Do you recognize me?" Qing Yang asked in surprise.

Hearing Qing Yang's admission, Wang Zaiyuan was immediately excited, and said: "I don't recognize Qingyang's predecessor. It's only until some great grandparents' things happened in the past, and I'm a little bit impressed when I heard the elders talk about the general appearance of the predecessors. My great grandfather was just The monks at the bottom of Ziyan City barely made ends meet by serving as guides, until later they met Senior Qingyang, who was generous in his actions, and my great grandfather started to gain a foothold in Ziyan City and gradually gained a small foundation. It’s a pity that the Wang family’s background was insufficient. The great grandfather ended up in the late stage of Qi refining. After that, my grandfather and father had very ordinary qualifications. The Wang family gradually declined. In my generation, I had to come out to be a guide again." First issue https://( www) https://m/.x81zw./com/

The monks in the late stage of Qi refining are considered middle-level in a casual city like Ziyan City. If Wang Chenggu can cross the threshold of foundation building monks, the Wang family may develop into a medium-sized family, but Wang Chenggu doesn’t have it. After breaking through, the Wang family returned to the old road after his death.

The twenty-odd spirit stones that Qingyang freely rewarded were nothing to Qingyang, but for Wang Chenggu, who was only at the bottom of the Open Vein Realm cultivation base, it was a great fortune. From then on, the Wang family Gradually, I am grateful for Qingyang's kindness. Wang Chenggu has been obsessed with this matter, and hopes that one day he can thank Qingyang face to face. It's just that a hundred years have passed, the ancient capital of Wang Cheng is dead, and the Wang family has declined again, and Qing Yang has never returned.

Since it is an acquaintance ~www.readwn.com~ it should be more convenient to do things, Qingyang said, "Your great-grandfather is doing well. I still have a deep impression. I also want to inquire about some news when I come to Ziyan City this time. If the information you provide here can satisfy me, I will not lose your reward. Even if it is to restore the glory of the royal family when you were great-grandfather, it is not a bad idea."

   Restore the glory of the Wang family? Hearing this, Wang Zaiyuan suddenly became short of breath. He didn't expect that what happened to his great-grandfather would also be encountered by himself. The Wang family was too big at the beginning. Great-grandfather and great-grandfather were once Qi refiners, and they were even willing to buy open pulse pills for their father. It was not until the great-grandfather and great-grandfather passed away that the Wang family declined. His father exhausted his wealth and could not break through Qi training. It was even more depressed, leaving me alone in the world, not earning a piece of spiritual stone for three to five months, suffering from the warmth and warmth of the world, and tasted the ups and downs of life.

If he could restore the glory of the Wang family, he would be willing to pay more. Thinking of this, Wang Zaiyuan fell to his knees with a plop, saying: "Thank you, senior, for your pity. No matter what senior you want to know, I will try my best to inquire about you. It’s okay to go through fire and water."

Qing Yang waved his hand, and said, "It's not that serious. I don't need you, a small open vein monk, to go through fire and water. I just want to know some basic conditions of the immortal cultivation world in the mainland of Kyushu. Talk about the details, and I will judge whether it is useful or not."

Listening to what Qingyang said, Wang Zaiyuan finally understood why he hadn’t seen Senior Qingyang for so many years, and he had gone to the open sea. Whether it was for the sake of the spirit stone or the friendship of the year, for Qingyang Wang Zaiyuan knew everything he wanted to inquire.

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