God level cultivator cemetery

"Which family is it?" Wei Ziheng asked.

Lei Huazi said hesitantly: "I don't know about this either, I don't have enough authority."

Wei Ziheng raised his eyebrows. Lei Huazi was originally Zhou Yu's right-hand man. If he didn't have the authority to know, it might be a secret that the Zhou family has been keeping.

Or Lei Huazi didn't want to tell him, so he didn't ask further, but let Lei Huazi continue to talk about the situation of the trading desk.

"The trading desk has always existed independently of the family and the alliance, but both the family and the alliance have given way to the trading desk, partly because of the family before the trading desk, and partly because the trading desk has a peak crossing tribulation period Cultivator."

"The peak of the tribulation period?" Wei Ziheng asked suspiciously, "It is impossible for such a person to exist all the time."

"It is indeed such a person. He never chose to ascend, but chose to stay at the trading desk and guard this place."

Because it is already at the peak of the tribulation period, if it is not promoted, there will be a long time to pass, so the trading desk also uses this method to protect itself.

"This can be regarded as a method." Wei Ziheng said.

Lei Huazi said: "The trading desk is actually a high-level family, but they don't recognize it as a family to the outside world. Their business is spread all over the place, and their strength is also very strong. Not only are their own children powerful, but they will also continue to absorb casual cultivators. "

"Then do you want the Yunyan League to do something for them when you meet me this time?"

"That's not true. The trading desk will not do such a thing. It is all negotiated and discussed. It doesn't matter if you refuse."

After learning about the situation, Wei Ziheng didn't go back to the room in the afternoon, but waited for the people from the trading desk to come over.

The person who came over from the trading desk was a thin old man named Xue Wu, a cultivator in the distraction stage, and the disciple behind him walked all the way to the main hall with a box of things.

Wei Ziheng, Mori Shan and the others were waiting here, seeing that Xue Wu had already arrived at the main hall to greet him.

No one has seen Xue Wu before, and the people at the trading desk are quite mysterious. Wei Ziheng even suspects that this face is not his original face.

"Congratulations to the leader of the Guardian League, the Yunyan League has become the largest alliance." Xue Wu happily cupped his hands in congratulations.

"Thank you very much." Wei Ziheng said.

Xue Wu opened the box at his feet, Wei Ziheng glanced at it, and there were miscellaneous things in it, including pills, magic tools, and a few books.

"This is a congratulatory gift prepared by us, please accept it, Lord Guardian."

The trading desk will prepare a gift when congratulating. For any power that ranks first, such a gift is not too heavy, but it is also a heart, and the trading desk is so popular.

"Thank you, I'll accept it without hesitation." Mori Shan went to carry the box over, and they didn't have time to take a closer look at the contents.

Xue Wu said: "Although the gifts are not expensive, they are all carefully selected by us, and may be helpful to the leader of the Guardian."

Wei Ziheng promised a few words, but he always felt that these words had a deep meaning, the gift was not expensive, but it was useful to him.

"I have a few words that I want to say to Chief Wei alone." Xue Wu said suddenly.

Wei Ziheng asked all the members of Yunyan League to go out, Xue Wu issued a restriction, and then said: "Leader Wei can read those books now to see if they are familiar with them."

Wei Ziheng took out the book in the box suspiciously, and then flipped through a few pages. There were no words in this book, but stories recorded like animations.

Patiently reading a few more pages, Wei Ziheng was completely dumbfounded, the story recorded on it was what he saw in the memory stone, almost exactly the same.

He raised his head and met Xue Wu's probing gaze, "This story seems to be very long, and I didn't feel familiar after reading a few pages."

"It seems that we chose the wrong gift. I hope that the leader of the Wei League will forgive me." Xue Wu said, "This is left by the seniors of our trading desk. It is said to record the story of the family that founded the trading desk."

He was even more shocked, an answer was already in his throat, but he swallowed it hard, and said calmly: "Then I have to take a good look, it must be a great story to be read." record it."

"If you have any questions, you can come to the trading desk at any time." Xue Wu said.

Wei Ziheng was even more sure that he might have something to do with the trading desk, but he didn't dare to admit it rashly now, in case the trading desk was trying to test him, it actually wanted to confirm and harm him.

"If there is something I don't understand, I will definitely go."

I thought that Xue Wu had finished speaking, but unexpectedly he brought up another topic.

"What are the plans of the Guardian Master for the Yunyan League in the future?"

"Now the Yunyan League is the number one alliance. Of course, we must maintain it and then develop it, but there is no precedent to follow, and I don't know what it will develop into in the future."

Xue Wu laughed and said: "Why is there no precedent to follow? Do you know how many existing families were developed by the alliance?"

Wei Ziheng shook his head, Xue Wu said: "Seven or eight out of ten."

"There are so many!"

Xue Wu said: "After all, people's talents are different, even people of the same bloodline, so casual cultivators form an alliance, but they can develop into a family faster."

"The remaining two or three people are born with an extremely talented person, who improved the talent of their blood relatives, and with the efforts of two or three generations, they became a family."

This is the first time Wei Ziheng has heard of such a thing, thinking that those families formed by casual cultivators gradually became the inheritance of a single surname.

"So you mean you want me to turn the Yunyan League into a family?"

Xue Wu nodded and said: "This is the best choice, so that it can be passed on forever."

"I can't make a decision on this matter lightly, and I still need to discuss it with everyone." Wei Ziheng suddenly felt a little tricky, and he didn't know how much trouble he would encounter with this decision.

It has just developed, and people's hearts are inherently unstable. If there is a sudden change, I don't know if it will chill some people's hearts and strengthen some people's courage.

"I'm just a suggestion. As for the details, it's up to the leader of the Guardian League to make the decision."

After Xue Wu finished speaking, he proposed to leave, and left his token for Wei Ziheng, asking him to come to the trading desk at any time.

Sending Xue Wu away, Wei Ziheng put the matter of the alliance changing into a family behind him. We can talk about this later, took out the books in the box, and started from the first page until the last book. To the content that is not in the memory stone.

The content here is how to set up a trading desk. Originally, this trading desk was used for information sharing among the family, but later it became bigger and bigger. Many families and casual cultivators came to inquire about the news, and then came and went. This has become a place to get the latest news.

Later, the family gradually declined, and the people in the main house disappeared, but the trading desk survived as a separate entity, and slowly developed and became stronger, becoming a special existence.

It's like a family, but it's also like an alliance, and it's more like an enterprise that knows how to operate, and it stands firm in the grinding of time.

The story is gone here, Wei Ziheng didn't want the book to be seen by others, so he threw it into the space.

By the way, I looked at other things, and threw the pill aside casually, there is also a magic weapon that can be used by Mori Shan and the others, and there is also a small box, which Wei Ziheng has seen before.

It is exactly the same as the box in Professor Yang's house, but the ancient quicksand inside has been taken away by Wei Ziheng, what can be in this box.

Sure enough, before Wei Ziheng finished thinking, the system prompt came.

[System prompt: Collect ancient river water. 】

Without thinking about it, I threw the box into the space, and I don't know what to do with collecting it. The ancient quicksand collected before is still useless.

Now there was nothing else, so they called Mori Shan and the others in, distributed the magical artifacts, and gave all the pills to Yu Fan to take care of them.

Wei Ziheng then went to retreat and tempered for more than ten days in a row before he tempered the fine iron used to make the magic weapon. This time, the amount of fine iron was more than what he had tempered before.

Because the magical instruments to be placed on the four walls are all the same, Wei Ziheng first made it out of one piece, and it took two days of tossing just to determine the shape.