"How do you call your friend?"
The disciple of Xuanshui palace asked politely. With Xuanshui order in hand, the other party will surely be able to worship in Xuanshui palace.
"I''m Wang Miao. I''d like you to lead the way. Wang wants to see the leader of your sect."
Blue Shirt Youth hands a fist, sincerely said.
Wang Miao, whose real name is Wang rongmiao, is a descendant of Wang Changxing. He practices the water system skill "wanlang Sutra" and builds four layers of foundation.
When Qinglian villa was attacked, he was traveling outside and escaped by chance.
According to Wang Qingling''s order, the family was divided into parts and turned from bright to dark.
Wang rongmiao got a Xuanshui order in his early years, and he planned to worship Xuanshui palace with it.
He had been married long ago, but his wife, children and children were all killed. His heart was filled with hatred. He knew very well that he was not the enemy''s opponent.
With the help of Xuanshui palace and his family, he plans to enter jiedan period. He wants to let the enemy pay for his blood.
There are hundreds of people in the Wang family who have escaped the disaster. They break up into parts and sneak into different forces. They hide their names in the hope that they can rebuild their families in the future.
Wang rongmiao and many other people were ordered to join the Xiuxian sect to strengthen themselves with the help of the clan. Of course, during this period, the family will help them as much as possible.
"It''s Wang Daoyou. This way, please."
After a cup of tea, Wang rongmiao and his team leader stopped. Below them, there was a desolate mountain range with weak aura.
The leader disciple took out a round blue token and flashed it down. A blue light flew out and disappeared into the void below.
There was a ripple of water in the void, a flash of blue light, and a continuous green mountain range appeared in front of them.
Between the dangerous mountains and steep peaks, you can see a large area of buildings, pavilions and palaces, and a group of fairies flying over from the sky on spiritual birds, which is a picture of the blessed land of the immortal family.
When Wang rongmiao saw this scene, he was looking back. If the family had not been destroyed, there might be such a scene in the future.
Before long, they appeared in the meeting hall of Xuanshui palace. Chen Zhiyong, the leader of Xuanshui palace, personally received Wang rongmiao.
Chen Zhiyong checked the Xuanshui order, confirmed that it was true, and said with a smile: "Wang Daoyou, according to the rules of our sect, you will be our disciple of Xuanshui palace in the future, but before that, we need to ask you a few questions with a heart mirror. Of course, we won''t ask too many questions."
No matter what, Xuanshui palace still has to guard against it. Who knows if Wang Miao is evil.
Wang rongmiao agreed to ask Chen Zhiyong questions.
Chen Zhiyong takes out a small silver mirror and faces Wang rongmiao. With a silver flash, a large silver glow covers Wang rongmiao.
He mainly asked Wang rongmiao whether he committed any crimes, whether he was sent by the hostile forces of Xuanshui palace, and whether he wanted to do anything harmful to the interests of Xuanshui palace. Wang rongmiao passed all these questions successfully.
Chen Zhiyong was very satisfied. He was taken down to go through the entrance formalities and arrange his residence. In this way, Wang rongmiao became a disciple of Xuanshui palace.
Xuanshui palace has 18 peaks inside and 36 peaks outside. The inner peak is the place where the monks of building foundation live, and the outer peak is the place where the monks of refining gas live.
Qinglian peak is one of the 18 peaks. Wang rongmiao chose to live in Qinglian peak to remind himself that he was born in Qinglian mountain villa and that he had the hatred of killing his family.
He named his residence qinglianyuan and planted some qinglianyuan.
Wang rongmiao took out his parents'' spiritual card and offered incense to them.
"Father, mother"
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big moon country, jinyuefang city.
Come to xianlou, a private room.
A smart Round faced man and a red robed old man in his early sixties were drinking and chatting. They talked and laughed and got along very well.
"Wang Xiaoyou, let me know if you have anything! It''s not your style. "
The old man in red robe said meaningfully.
With a smile, the round faced man said, "nothing can hide from Mr. Wu''s eyes. It''s like this. My shop can''t run any more. It''s a serious loss. I don''t know if Mr. Wu is willing to take in the younger generation and let them have a bite to eat."
The round faced man is Wang Mengyang, who is on the ninth floor of refining gas. He originally belonged to the intelligence hall. He ostensibly ran a small shop, but actually inquired about information for his family.
Wang Mengyang was ordered to join the Tianfeng Business League.
Tianfeng business alliance is a chamber of Commerce, whose influence spans the eastern wasteland, the South China Sea and the Central Plains. There is a branch of Tianfeng business alliance in jinyuefang City, and the old man in Hongpao is the shopkeeper Wu Feng.
Before that, Wang Mengyang made friends with Wu Feng according to his preference.
Wu Feng''s eyes narrowed and said meaningfully, "our food is not easy to eat. Wang Xiaoyou, although we are the chamber of Commerce, we also have our own system. If you do something harmful to the interests of our business alliance, we won''t be polite to you. If you eat our food, you have to obey our orders. Do you think about it?"
"Come to think of it, it''s really hard to do business without any support these days. Shopkeeper Wu, please take care of it more in the future. I''ll take care of the small ones first."Wang Mengyang''s face was full of flattery and he took his glass and drank it.
Wu Feng was very satisfied with Wang Mengyang''s attitude, nodded and said, "OK! From tomorrow on, you will come to the store to help. Starting from the second child of the store, you will get a base salary of five spirit stones a month. The more things you sell, the richer your salary will be. "
"Manager Xie, I''d like to propose another toast to you."
Wang Mengyang stood up and offered Wu Feng another drink.
Wu Feng laughed and said, "a child can be taught."
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Wei Guo, qingyuefang city.
In a blue attic, Wang Tianwen and more than a dozen other Wang family friars gathered together. They were full of grief and indignation, dressed in mourning and filial piety.
"Donghuang can''t stay any longer. Come with me to the immortal world of Central Plains! Maybe we can have a place in the world of cultivating immortals in the Central Plains. "
Wang Tianwen sighed. He returned to visit his family not long ago, only to find that the family had been destroyed. Seeing the ruins of Qinglian villa, Wang Tianwen was filled with grief.
According to Wang Qingling''s order, the clansmen broke into parts and developed into many branches.
"Master, shall we change our name?"
Wang Tianwen shook his head and said, "don''t change your surname. Change your name and your generation. I''m not famous. I know I don''t have many people. I''ll be the head of our family in the future. You''ll all follow me to the immortal world in the Central Plains. One day, we''ll kill you and pay for the blood."
Speaking of the end, Wang Tianwen is fierce.
"Yes, master."
The same scene appeared in all parts of the eastern wilderness. The monks of the Wang family broke up into parts and dispersed. Taking the Zhuji friars as the core, they established many branches. Some joined the Xiuxian sect, some changed their names, some joined the chamber of Commerce, and some established forces.
Hatred made them more united. They were determined to rebuild Qinglian in the future.