The Rise of the Shen Family

　　 Under the leadership of the royal family, Shen Huanchi came to the lobby where the guests gathered.

　　 Now the birthday banquet has not yet begun, and the leaders of the parties are all gathered together and laughed and talked. Although they all get along in harmony on the surface, only they know what horrible ideas they are making behind their backs.

　　 The royal family member who led the way stood at the door and made a please gesture to Shen Huanchi.

　　 stepped into the lobby, Shen Huanchi's arrival also attracted the attention of the monks who came to pray for the birthday. Although Shen Huanchi didn't express his aura specifically, all the monks who were present at the foundation stage could feel Shen Huanchi's majestic aura and guess Shen Huanchi's cultivation.

　　 "Which family does this person belong to?" Some people couldn't help but whisper, after all, a monk in the late foundation construction period will not be unknown.

　　 "This is the patriarch of the Shen family in Linhai County. I saw it at the Qingyun Conference back then." An obese old man said.

　　 "Isn't this Linhai County only the old guy Chen Wenzheng in the late stage of foundation building?" a middle-aged man asked rhetorically, with a little disdain in his tone.

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　　 While everyone was looking at Shen Huanchi, Shen Huanchi also looked at everyone in the lobby.

　　All of you here are families from Pingzhou County. Most of them are families from Qingyunmen like the Wang and Shen families. Of course, there are also some casual families who come here.

　　 Shen Huanchi's comments on those people should not be heard, compared to these families under Qingyunmen. The monks in Linhai County still have a better relationship with Hushangfang, and most of their businesses are also willing to go to Hushangfang.

　　 Just as Shen Huanchi looked around, Shen Jinghua led a young man through the crowd and came to Shen Huanchi.

　　 "Patriarch, this is Brother Wang!" Shen Jinghua said, pointing to the young man aside.

　　 The man wears a blue robe, his complexion is jade, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he is handsome and extraordinary, and he feels like a spring breeze. What makes people even more concerned is his cultivation in the middle of the foundation building.

　　 You must know that most of the Patriarchs who are present today are no more than the cultivation bases of the middle stage of the foundation construction. Those people are all characters who have been cultivating for more than a hundred years.

　　 "Achieving this level of cultivation at this age is worthy of being the first person among the juniors of the Wang family!" Shen Huanchi couldn't help but sigh.

　　Wang Yuanqing saluted Shen Huanchi:

　　 "I have seen seniors!"

　　 "The little friend exempts the gift. I only heard Jinghua talk about the name of the little friend before. Now I see that the little friend really shows talent." Shen Huanchi praised.

　　 "The predecessor is absurdly praised!" Wang Yuanqing waved his hand modestly.

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"Senior, you and my family have a lot of origins, but only after our ancestors sat down did they become estranged. The reason why we invited seniors at this birthday banquet is to hope that the relationship between our two families can be improved!" Wang Yuanqing Speak out bluntly.

　　 "I can't ask for it! Jing Hua still depends on you to take care of him in the sect!" Shen Huanchi smiled and glanced at Shen Jinghua.

　　 "I dare not dare, Junior Brother Shen and I support each other!"

　　 Just when the three of them were chatting vigorously, a member of the royal family leaned in and said a few words in Wang Yuanqing's ear.

　　 "Senior, you and Junior Brother Shen can walk more in the villa, and the younger one should leave first." Wang Yuanqing said apologetically to the two of Shen Huanchi.

　　 "Wang Xiaoyou just stay busy, we can just walk around." Shen Huanchi said dismissively.

　　 After Wang Yuanqing left, Shen Huanchi and Shen Jinghua walked towards a corner with fewer people.

　　 "Patriarch, when are you going to talk to the old man of the Wang family?" Shen Jinghua looked around and said.

　　 "This matter can't be rushed, we will talk about it after the banquet. And I always feel that this birthday banquet is not that simple, let's watch the changes first!"

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　　 While everyone was still chatting, the waiter at the entrance of the back hall shouted:

　　 "The patriarch is here!"

As soon as the voice fell, a melodious fairy music spread into everyone’s ears, and the sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra echoed in the lobby, making people a little fascinated to hear it. Only an old man with white hair was slowly coming from the back hall accompanied by vocal music. He walked in and followed the remaining three foundation-building monks of the Wang family behind him.

　　 He wore a gray robe, and the pressure brought by the peak cultivation in the late foundation period struck the lobby. But what couldn't hide was the smell of decayed wood exuding from the whole body.

　　 After all, everything in this world is within the rules, even a monk has a lifespan that runs out.

　　 Qi practicing monk enjoys a life of 120 years, the foundation monk has a life of 250 years, and the old man of the Wang family is more than two hundred years old, and he is very close to the limit.

　　Although he was already the peak monk in the late stage of foundation building, he was rarely met in the foundation repair, but in the end he was still the foundation building monk, with only more than two hundred years of life.

　　 Unless he can go one step further and form a golden pill before his life is exhausted. Then there will be more than three hundred years of life and six hundred years of life.

　　 "Dear friends can come to celebrate the old man's birthday, because he can respect the old man. I thanked everyone here!" Wang Qiyan bowed his hands and thanked everyone.

　　 "Wang Daoyou is polite, you all know that you have a wide range of friends, and you are helping us people again and again..."

"Yeah yeah…"

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　　 A group of Patriarchs began to compliment Wang Qiyan.

　　 "Okay, everyone do it!" Wang Qiyan waved his hands and said with a smile, everyone also bowed their hands and thanked them to take their seats.

　　 Shen Huanchi and Shen Jinghua also followed the crowd towards the place of the banquet, found a humble seat and sat down.

　　 After everyone was seated, two rows of maids filed in from both sides carrying fine wines and delicacies, and presented spirit fruit and spirit wine to the table.

　　 Just as everyone was enjoying this flourish, a majestic voice came from the horizon, causing a commotion in the hall.

　　 "Wei Wusheng, the disciple of the real Ziyun seat, ordered to come and pray for birthday!" The voice was close and far away, but it was shocking.

　　 "The people from Qingyunmen are here!" Everyone thought of something at the same time, and then they all stood up. However, several foundation-building cultivators of the Wang family did not show any expressions, and they had already known the news in advance.

　　 As soon as the voice fell, a copper carriage approached from the sky, with a five-colored cloud falling over the lobby. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 When everyone was still attracted by the brass carriage, I saw a group of monks falling from the brass carriage at the door.

A middle-aged man headed by 　　 in the middle of the foundation construction, hit the copper carriage in the air with a magical power. Under the spiritual power, the carriage began to fall slowly and became smaller before it got into the man's sleeve.

　　 This simple scene is particularly dazzling at this time, a bit overwhelming.

　　 Everyone in the room couldn't help but marvel when they saw the bronze horse. This bronze horse carriage was a rare flying weapon at first glance, and it looked like it had at least reached the third-tier top grade.

　　 You need to know that the foundation-building monk can fly with swords, but he can only fly by himself, and the flying spirit weapon does not have this restriction.

　　 But the manned flying spirit weapon is a very rare thing in the Lingnan cultivation world. It not only needs the third-order high-grade refiner to refining it, but also has the unique third-order material as the body to achieve the manned effect.

　　 And this kind of magic weapon can only be taken out by Qingyunmen. Even the Wangs here can't come up with one.

　　 But some caring people are paying attention to the identity of Wei Wusheng. The real Ziyun is one of the three Jindan reals of Qingyunmen, and he is a high-powered existence in the door.

　　 And this time, it’s a bit strange that people from Jindanmen came to worship the birthday. Although the current Wang family is strong, it hasn’t reached this point yet, right?

　　 Just as some people were thinking about cause and effect, Wei Wusheng took the monk from Qingyunmen into the lobby and walked straight to Wang Qiyan.

　　 "Wei Wusheng pays homage to Senior Wang!" the man said neither humble nor arrogant.

　　 "The old lady feels honored to be able to come from Qingyunmen, please sit down!" Wang Qiyan said to the monks of Qingyunmen, his tone of reverence is nothing but the way the master treats the guests.