The Rise of the Shen Family

　　 With the seat of the Qingyunmen monk, the birthday banquet continued to proceed step by step, but the patrons sitting below were still talking about it. Some of the noses with sensitive noses have smelled a little unusual.

　　 Facing this situation, Shen Huanchi and the two just watched silently. The more intense the conflict between Qingyunmen and the Wang family, the more likely it is to agree to their request and complete the cooperation.

　　 "Who is this Wei Wusheng?"

　　Shen Huanchi looked at the location of Qingyun Gate and asked Shen Jinghua:

　　"He is the third disciple under the seat of the real Ziyun. He is known for his arrogance in the sect. Except for the two seniors in front of him, the other seniors are not in the eyes.

　　 Although this person is only a cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation construction, because of the special cultivation method, his strength is comparable to that of a later monk! ..." Shen Jinghua told all the news he knew in the sect.

　　 "It looks like the person who came here is not good!" Shen Huanchi sighed involuntarily, but he didn't care about it either.

　　 If so few people dared to do something at the birthday banquet, then this Wang family would be underestimated.

　　 Just when Shen Huanchi and Shen Jinghua were talking, a member of the royal family walked in from outside the lobby, holding various birthday gifts in his hand.

　　 These birthday gifts were brought by bigwigs from various parties to celebrate the birthday of Mr. Wang. Although they were just a cutscene, the things they shot could represent their own face and better reflect the strength of the family.

　　 Therefore, these birthday gifts are at least Tier 3 treasures, panacea, treasures of heaven and earth, and magic weapons.

　　 I saw two strong men carrying something to the front of the old man, put it down and shouted:

　　 "The Xue family of Pingzhou sent a third-tier middle-grade flame gun!"

　　 As another waiter opened the spirit cloth in his hand, a bright red spirit spear appeared in everyone's eyes.

　　 The tip of the gun was cold, and the gun was two feet long, and the whole body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of flame, which made people feel a burst of blazing heat coming from the surface.

　　 "Good gun!"

　　 Everyone could not help but exclaimed. All the bigwigs present here were very venomous, and they could see how extraordinary this gun was at a glance.

　　 But after hearing that it was from the Xue family, it was not surprising.

　　 The Xue family is also a foundation-building family in Pingzhou County. His ancestors were also born in Qingyunmen. It is worth mentioning that this Xue family ancestor had a third-order high-grade craftsman, so the Xue family has lived on crafts for generations.

　　 In this place of the four counties of Qingyunmen, apart from Qingyunmen, the Xue family is the most powerful method of refining. Every year, relying on the refining Xue family to earn a lot of spirit stones.

　　 Moreover, the relationship between the Xue family and the Wang family is extraordinary. The two are brother-in-law, so it is reasonable for the Xue family to give such a gift.

　　 "You have Brother Xuexian!" Wang Qiyan thanked the other old man with a beaming smile.

　　 "Brother Wang is polite, brother is over his birthday, I should be a virtuous brother." The old man of the Xue family stood up and arched his hands.

　　 "Good, good!"

　　Wang Qiyan repeatedly said good words, which shows that it was very satisfactory. The Xue family gave this third-order spiritual weapon to the Wang family to support the scene, and also expressed the deep relationship between the two families, which made other families see it.

　　 On the other side, where the Qingyun monk was sitting, a young Qingyunmen monk said disdainfully:

　　 "Isn't it just a Tier 3 spiritual weapon? Look at them! Waiting will scare them to death!"

　　 "Yes!" The other Qingyunmen monks who had no knowledge of the world agreed.

"To shut up!"

　　 There was a cold voice. After hearing Wei Wusheng's voice, the faces of the few people changed, and they all closed their mouths conscientiously.

After the Xue family presented the gift, another family birthday gift was displayed, but these are ordinary things, no longer as bright as the Xue family’s spirit gun, but these ordinary things are also Tier 3 The spiritual things are all on top of thousands of spiritual stones.

　　 Originally, Shen Huanyan prepared for Shen Huanchi as a third-tier middle-grade spiritual plant, but before it came, Shen Huanchi replaced it with a third-tier low-grade spiritual plant.

　　Shen Huanchi doesn't care about face at all on this occasion, and there is still a big business to discuss with the Wang family, not bad for this birthday gift!

　　 Just as the gift-giving session was about to end, Wei Wusheng, who was watching the ceremony, got up and came to the center of the lobby.

　　 bowed his hands in salute to Wang Qiyan in full view:

　　 "My teacher asked me to prepare a birthday gift for Senior Wang!"

When 　　 came out, the words came out astonishingly. Jindan gave gifts, which was something most people could bear.

　　 After hearing these words from Wei Wusheng, Wang Qiyan and several foundation-building monks from the Wang family frowned slightly.

　　Wang Qiyan saw Wei Wusheng look like a junior, so he couldn't say anything, he could only see what he wanted to do.

　　 As soon as Wei Wusheng's voice fell, he took out an object from his storage bag, and a golden light flew into the air. After flying into the air, the spiritual object began to grow rapidly.

　　 I saw a golden bell hanging over everyone's heads, golden lights shone in all directions, and the bells began to ring in the lobby.

　　From the radiant fluctuations of spiritual power, it is not difficult for everyone to feel that this golden bell is a third-order high-grade spiritual weapon!

　　 The bells reverberated in the lobby, and Sanskrit sounds began to be heard from the bells, making everyone indulged in it for a short time.

　　 After the Sanskrit sound fell into Shen Huanchi's ears, Shen Huanchi's mind was relaxed, and he was gradually a little addicted, but Shen Huanchi was a monk in the late stage of foundation building after all, and soon woke up and took a picture of Shen Jinghua who was awake aside.

　　 "What's going on!" Shen Jinghua woke up and looked at the golden bell hanging above his head with a wary face.

　　 "This is a sonic attack, which will affect people's mentality! You have reduced your mind, don't listen!" Shen Huanchi said solemnly.

　　……

"wake up!"

　　 An old but slightly angry voice rang in the lobby, like a roaring lion.

　　 Everyone woke up from their absence, all staring at the golden bell with horror. Obviously, the experience just made them very frightened.

　　 "What does Fellow Daoist Wei mean!" Wang Qiyan asked, a hint of anger in his tone.

　　 "Senior Wang, don't need to be angry. This bell is a rare sonic weapon, and the effect must have been seen by the older generations." Wei Wusheng said with a smile, and at the same time looked at the family owners who celebrated their birthdays.

"This spiritual weapon is from the Qingyunmen refining master. It is already a third-rank top grade. The sound waves he emits, without precautions, will be recruited by the cultivators in the later stage of the foundation building!" Wei Wusheng explained again, saying Let the golden bell hanging over everyone's head slowly fall down.

　　 At the same time, the old man of the Xue family's face looked ugly, and this spirit weapon left the Xue family's third-order middle-grade spirit spear far behind.

　　 "We have Dao Friend Lao Wei!" Wang Qiyan said calmly.

　　 Just when the guests were dissatisfied with what Wei Wusheng had just done, Wang Qiyan turned his head and said to another monk from the Wang family who was on the side:

　　 "In the middle, put it away!"

　　 "Yes, the patriarch!" The king built the foundation and arched his hands.

　　 I saw his right hand waved, a burst of spiritual power sprayed out, wrapped on the golden bell ~www.readwn.com~ Then he stretched out his hand and took it back.

　　 Unexpectedly, the golden bell, which should have been recovered, remained motionless, leaving the monk still there no matter how he cast the spell.

　　 At this time, the Qingyunmen monks brought by Wei Wusheng began to laugh.

　　 "Waste, even a spiritual weapon can't be taken back! This baby is wasted!"

　　……

　　 After hearing the guests, before combining with what Wei Wusheng had done before, they all knew that this birthday banquet was no longer so simple. Qingyunmen was deliberately making things difficult for the Wang family.

　　 Seeing that the tribe did not take Jin Zhong back, and was ridiculed by so many people, a middle-aged man shouted:

　　 "In the middle, what's going on!"

　　 At this time, Wei Wuhuan, who was only smiling at all this, said:

　　 "Such spirits will choose the lord! I can't force it!"

　　 After speaking, he looked at the Wang family with a good face.

　　 Seeing that middle-aged man was about to cast a spell, Wang Qiyan turned his head and said:

　　 "Zhengrong, get out of the middle!"

Then, all the spiritual power of Wang Qiyan's peak monk in the late foundation construction period poured out, and red spiritual power surrounded him. The terrifying coercion belonging to the peak monk in the late foundation foundation period swept into the lobby, and Wang Qiyan's original thin body now seemed to be Hidden infinite energy.

　　 Wei Wusheng and the guests present were a little shocked after seeing this scene. They did not expect that the Wang family had already arrived in this field.

　　 Shen Huanchi was a little lost after seeing Wang Qiyan's spiritual power, and thought to himself:

　　 "Is this the spiritual power fluctuation of the peak in the late stage of foundation building?"

　　 Standing up, Wang Qiyan looked at Wei Wusheng solemnly and said:

　　 "In that case, the old man will come and pick it up personally!"