Shangyuque

Chapter 147 Let’s start the real road to redemption (1.06W monthly ticket request!)

Zheng Yan, a bottom-level person with decent strength, average status, weak foundation, and basically no way forward in the future.

He has now been kept by Wang Yulou's side to take orders and is considered the general manager of Wang's Xihai Branch.

As for Yulou, he is the big boss. The most important thing for him is to practice, and the second is to point out the direction for the development of Wang’s Xihai Villa.

In his daily work, he only needs to listen to reports. Someone has to take the lead in doing things, and this responsibility falls on Zheng Yan.

However, because the foundation of Wang's direct lineage has not yet been established, Yulou is unable to use the West Sea Villa to develop some industrial layout, so Zheng Yan actually has nothing to do recently.

But the situation today was different. He had received a sound transmission note from Wang Yulou early in the morning, asking him to come to Yuque Mansion just to have a meal.

After a period of getting to know and inquiring about who Wang Yulou was, Zheng Yan had gradually figured out what kind of person he was.

He is the leader of the next generation of Wang family, a genius of the Hong Dengzhao Mangxiang lineage, the son-in-law of Master Fujiao and also his disciple. He came to the West Sea purely for experience.

So, even though Wang Yulou only asked him to come over for lunch at noon, Zheng Yan arrived early.

Seeing how attentive he was, Wang Yulou did not hesitate and immediately assigned him a task - delivering a letter.

Zheng Yan was originally dissatisfied with the arrangement of having a foundation-building cultivator deliver the letter, but when he learned about the identity of the recipient, he repeatedly assured that it would be delivered as soon as possible.

'From the Taoist friend Yunshu of Hansongling'

Hansong Ridge is well-known to all the cultivators in the West Sea; it is the Taoist temple of Hansong Zhenren.

Although Zheng Yan did not know Fellow Daoist Yunshu, he knew that Wang Yulou showed great importance to him by asking him, a foundation-building cultivator, to deliver the letter. It was obvious that this person was extraordinary.

In this situation, Zheng Yan was not dissatisfied with the task of delivering the letter. Instead, he had some expectations.

Wang Yulou is very famous, but fame is just fame after all. When Zheng Yan truly realizes the power of this lackey of a quasi-immortal, he naturally will not confuse his own position.

While daydreaming about whether he would have the opportunity to attain the Purple Mansion in the future, he rode the Earth Armor Dragon out of the West Sea Fairy City.

The Earth Armor Dragon, the name sounds very unusual, but just like the Mountain-Climbing Dragon of the Sky Snake Sect, they are actually pangolins that have become spirits.

The name "pangolin" doesn't sound very respectable, so the spiritual animal shop that raises it named it "earth-armored dragon", so that the monks would feel less burdened when buying it.

Compared to those senior foundation-building masters who often ride big monsters around the city, Zheng Yan is actually very satisfied with his Earth Armor Dragon.

It doesn't matter if it's not strong enough, at least this thing is cheap to raise. If you really don't have spirit stones to buy spirit animal food for it, you can let it eat soil temporarily to maintain its strength - it's similar to the Iron-crowned Crane among the spirit cranes.

It is difficult to cultivate immortality, which means you should save where you can and spend where you can, and not be extravagant.

When Zheng Yan rode the Earth Armored Dragon out of the east gate of Fucheng, he saw three unusual monks walking along the road east of Xihai Fucheng.

As a cultivator who has been hunting monsters in the West Sea for many years and gradually ascended to the foundation-building stage, Zheng Yan has excellent eyesight and reaction.

With just a quick glance, he realized that these three were definitely not local cultivators from the West Sea.

They were wearing combat robes made from the skins of monsters that were a specialty of the West Sea, but the robes were surprisingly clean. Even the shoes of the only female cultivator among the three were cloth shoes without a trace of mud.

With Zheng Yan's knowledge, he understood that there were only two possibilities in this situation: either the cloth shoes were spiritual weapons, or the female cultivator had just changed her clothes not long ago.

The robes can become magical instruments because the fabric itself contains spirituality and the area is large enough to carry the power of prohibition.

It is too difficult to make cloth shoes into magic tools.

Considering that there are monsters active from time to time to the east of the city, the female cultivator’s cloth shoes are most likely spiritual weapons.

But the three of them only had Qi training skills, and they looked too young.
With just one glance, Zheng Yan could see so many things wrong. This was the basic eyesight that had been cultivated through years of hunting monsters. Anyone without this level would have died in the monster's stomach long ago.

Zheng Yan, riding on a Tujia dragon, passed by the three people. He looked straight ahead, pretending to be worried about something, and ignored the gazes of the three people.

The cultivators in the West Sea are a mixed bunch, and no one knows what these three are like, so it’s better not to provoke them if you can.

Only a dozen feet away from the nearby city, Zheng Yan patted the left shoulder of the Earth Armor Dragon, and the Earth Armor Dragon immediately burrowed into the earth and started traveling underground with its master.

"Senior Sister Mingdu, the cultivators in the West Sea are indeed extraordinary. They all use earth escape techniques to travel quickly."

Among the three monks, the youngest one spoke first and commented on Zheng Yan whom they had just met.

"Yanghe, you are wrong. It is the special West Sea that created the special West Sea monks. There is no difference between the West Sea monks and the monks in our Immortal Alliance. We are all one family.

But they are practicing in the West Sea, so naturally they have to abide by the rules of this place. When we first arrived, we changed into special West Sea combat robes, and we also followed the rules of this place.

Moreover, your family is originally from the West Sea. It is not a good thing to forget your roots.

Although you have been practicing in the blessed land since childhood, you are also a cultivator of the Immortal Alliance. It is better not to have any regional differences in your heart.

My ancestor once said, 'The Immortal Alliance is above everything else, but it needs to unite everything.' Only in this way can the Immortal Alliance maintain long-term stability."

Lian Chengxian's words were meant to be a warning, as he used Chen Yanghe as a stepping stone in front of the female cultivator named Mingdu.

What bad intentions could this genius from the great family of the Lotus Immortal have?

He just wanted to practice dual cultivation with Mingdu.

However, both Lian Chengxian and Chen Yanghe were idiots in Jin Mingdu's eyes. It was just that these two were disciples of the Immortal Lord, and she just needed to act along with them.

"Okay, after you go in, don't mention your identity or mine, let alone the ancestor. Don't expose it easily." Jin Mingdu said.

Lian Chengxian's eyes flashed slightly, he glanced at Mingdu's enchanting hip line, and then he started to focus on Chen Yanghe again.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Mingdu. But Yanghe, you really need to be more careful. Unity is the most important thing. Don't make regional differences and don't forget your roots."

Chen Yanghe smiled and nodded, feeling frustrated but unable to vent.

I have been traveling with Lian Chengxian and Jin Mingdu all the way, and this Lian guy has used me as a stepping stone time and time again. The meaning is obvious and it is extremely hateful.

The three of them knew that they must not reveal their identities, but they could not imagine that Zheng Yan could tell that the three had special identities with just one glance.

This is the prodigy raised by a powerful family.

It’s hard to say whether it’s stupid or not, but it’s true that it’s out of touch with reality.
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After leaving the West Sea, Ancestor Jingyi rushed back to Wangjiashan as soon as possible.

For the Wang family members, the family land will always be the pure land in their hearts.

As for the fact that Xiao Wang Xianzhou walked around the Immortal Alliance smelling like donkey dung, he was just doing bad things on purpose to show off his status.

The Wang family raises donkeys, but they have been raising them for thousands of years and have developed many wonderful uses for the magical donkeys.

Take the donkey dung on the Silly Donkey Plain as an example. It will be collected by special personnel as soon as possible and used for cultivating spiritual plants and trees. There will be no smell of donkey dung at all.

However, Ancestor Jingyi came back quietly, and she landed directly in the woods in the center of Shaluyuan.

Because Wang Jingyi's formless magical power of heaven and earth was becoming more and more proficient, and the effect of its use was extremely good, Wang Xianmao, who was catching spiritual fish by the spiritual water stream under the woods, did not notice her until Wang Jingyi was a few feet behind him.

"Second sister?"

Wang Xianmao stood up with some surprise, holding the gutted spirit fish in his hand, and said.

"Why are you back?"

Patriarch Jingyi didn't know how to explain Yulou's current situation to Wang Xianmao.

She knew clearly what her younger brother expected and hoped for Yulou.

Therefore, she didn't dare to speak, nor did she want to speak.

So, she first asked why Wang Xianmao was lying by the Lingshui Creek and picking up spiritual fish, and asked with a smile.

"What are you doing? You seem to be too old to catch fish and shrimps."

Wang Xianmao was stunned for a moment and answered helplessly.

"Second sister, let's not talk about how old I am. I have been the head of the Wang family for decades. I still catch fish and shrimps."

With Sister Jingyi around, Wang Xianmao finally had an elder, so the two of them talked with great warmth.

He first expressed his dissatisfaction with his second sister, and then pointed at the gutted spirit fish in his hand and said.

"These fish were sent back from the Dripping Cave by Yulou, and they can be considered as a way to expand our family's financial resources.

But for some reason, they gradually became sick and some unknown worms grew in their bodies. This fish is one of them. Look, this red line is the worm."

When Patriarch Jingyi looked carefully, he saw that there were indeed a few faint red lines between the bones of the spirit fish. These were the spirit fish parasites that Wang Xianmao was worried about.

“When the spirit fish is infected with worm disease, there will be no problem for a while, but these red worms will lay eggs and reproduce in the spirit fish’s body.

They first eat the blood and meat of the spirit fish. When the spirit fish can no longer bear the burden, they will eat up the parasitic fish and then look for new spirit fish to parasitize.

It is very troublesome to cure this kind of insect disease, and it can only be done by people with strong spiritual consciousness and foundation building.

Having said this, Wang Xianmao shook the spirit fish, and the bugs on its body turned into powder, but the spirit fish was certainly dead, so it could only be eaten or kept for refining the spirit fish essence and blood powder.

Wang Jingyi saw this and said angrily.

"You are stupid, why kill them? The red worms produced by this spiritual fish may have some magical uses."

The spirit fish is actually a fish monster, but its monster nature is not obvious due to its low racial talent. The red worms that can grow and parasitize in the body of the fish monster will naturally be of great use.

"Ah? Second sister, blame me. I've dealt with a lot of spirit fish these days and didn't think of this.

I just thought that these spiritual fish were specially sent back from the Dripping Cave by Yulou, so they couldn’t all die.

I didn't expect that the red worm could be useful. Oh, it's my fault. "

After Wang Xianmao finished speaking, he noticed that Sister Jingyi's expression became even more unnatural, as if she had a special opinion about him.

He felt that it was inappropriate for him to waste some potentially useful bloodworms, but it shouldn't be so bad that his second sister would have such a big problem with it, right?
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. The patriarch of the Wang family, a senior foundation-building practitioner who was well-known in the Red Lantern Photo, actually had his pupils shrunken in fear.

He opened his mouth, but failed to ask the first sentence. He asked again, shaking his body.

"Second sister, why did you come back suddenly?"

Seeing his brother like this, Wang Jingyi couldn't bear it and turned his head to look at Shaluyuan.

On the Silly Donkey Plain, those silly donkeys were either having fun, rolling around, or sleeping. They were living a very comfortable life.

Silly donkey, silly donkey, although it has spirituality, it has no intelligence, and it is happy until its death.

Looking at these silly donkeys, Wang Jingyi even felt a little envious.

Sometimes, knowing nothing is a great blessing.

"Zhou Fujiao went to the West Sea to be the treasure-holder. Tomorrow, my uncle, in accordance with the ancestor's wishes, promoted Yulou's cultivation and sent him to the West Sea.

then"

Wang Jingyi stopped talking because the dead spirit fish in Wang Xianmao's hand had fallen to the ground.

He understood, and he figured everything out almost in an instant.

Seventeen years ago, Wang Yulou met Danri by chance in Qingxifang. Danri examined Wang Yulou's nature and pointed out the way for him to practice.
Wang Xianmao murmured with lifeless eyes.

"There is something wrong with the water energy in the pulse! There is a big problem with the water energy in the pulse! Seventeen years, seventeen years, they they..."

Even though this is Wangjiashan, even though there are no eyes and tentacles of the ancestors here, Wang Xianmao still dared not say those treasonous words.

He hated it, so much so that tears of hatred flowed from his eyes like springs, but he could do nothing.

Elder Jingyi's eyes also turned red. Many things were too cruel, she spoke in a low voice.

“The method of opening the Purple Palace by combining the Dao foundation should be extremely special and requires the harmony of the five elements. From the very beginning, we must prepare for the future harmony of the five elements.

Tracing back to the Gui water energy. Water produces wood. The key point is that Yulou and the girl from Zhou family were both born in the Mao month.

We should have thought of this long ago. We should have discussed Zhou Fujiao's apprenticeship many years ago."

Wang Jingyi’s words made Wang Xianmao even more annoyed, and he said hatefully.

"Does it have to be a combined Dao base? Why not a stolen Dao base?"

Yes, are those great monks calculating so much just to achieve the goal of building a harmonious Tao foundation?
Wang Jingyi had never thought of this possibility. In her opinion, no matter how cruel Mang Xiang was, he should have some bottom line, right?
While Wang Jingyi was stunned, Wang Xianmao had already summoned the fruit core magic weapon and said resolutely.

"I will send Yulou away, and you lead the others south to the legendary Tianyeyuan, the southern border of the Immortal Alliance!"

Wang Xianmao was very determined to run from the northern border of the Immortal Alliance to the southern border of the Immortal Alliance.

Yulou is the greatest opportunity for the Wang family in a thousand years. We cannot just watch him go into the fire pit like this.

"The ancestor would never do that. Our Wang family has served him for a thousand years. He would never do that." Ancestor Jingyi said.

Wang Xianmao spoke coldly.

“Second sister, you have been practicing smoothly in the sect until today.

You don't understand that my position as the clan leader is not easy, and you don't understand what a cultivator with profound cultivation and many disciples is thinking.

For a great monk like the Patriarch, there is no morality or old feelings in his heart, only the way forward.

The reason he took Zhou Fujiao in as his disciple was just to give him another bargaining chip to help him achieve the Golden Elixir.

In order to achieve enlightenment, he can snatch your little cave, so naturally he won’t care about the life or death of a child of the Wang family!
Mangxiang has been practicing for so many years, and the opportunity to achieve the golden elixir is right in front of him.

For him, at this moment, anything can be a price!"

Noticing her brother's eyes, Elder Jingyi realized that Wang Xianmao no longer trusted her, so she decided to escort Wang Yulou away personally.

“I also said I wanted to take him away in Xihai, but Yulou didn’t want to.

Xianmao, Yulou has grown up and has his own ideas.

Moreover, there are other opportunities hidden in the situation in the West Sea.

The Immortal Master Shen Guang is there. If Yu Lou can gain a foothold in the West Sea, he may have a chance to get the protection of the Immortal Master Shen Guang.

In addition, if I can become a Purple Mansion, no matter what the Patriarch and Zhou Fujiao think, I can also protect Yulou - the Patriarch promised to give me the ancient Purple Mansion method! "

Wang Xianmao finally stopped and asked with a little hope.

"He gave you the method of Purple Mansion?"

Elder Jingyi shook his head and said nothing.

The patriarch smiled miserably and was about to leave again.

The Immortal Alliance in Gou Cao allows cultivators to practice until the foundation-building stage, extending their lifespan by three hundred years, but they are not allowed to open a purple palace, and can only continue to work as cattle and horses after building the foundation.

Wang Yulou was almost becoming a price to pay. Wang Xianmao was willing to tolerate other things, but he could not tolerate this.

What can we do?

run!
“There is another possibility. Zhou Yingxi and Yulou have not yet established their foundations and are still far from the Purple Mansion.

The master might just use Zhou Fujiao as a chess piece to help him achieve the golden elixir. Once he achieves the golden elixir, he might not be willing to sit idly by and watch the Zhou family snatch his interests.

He might let Zhou Fujiao die slowly. By then, as his apprentice, everything Zhou Fujiao left behind would belong to him.

And now, Yulou seems to be in danger, but in fact, it is just a carrot that the ancestor uses to hang Zhou Fujiao!
Yu Lou and I both thought of this possibility, so he decided to stay in Xihai!"

This development direction was actually the first thing that Wang Yulou and Wang Jingyi thought of. However, Zhou Fujiao was right above their heads in the West Sea, so they did not dare to mention it.

Now that he's back in Wangjiashan, Wang Jingyi naturally doesn't need to be shy anymore.

Wang Yulou might be a carrot, a carrot that relies on Zhou Fujiao to work!

Wang Xianmao didn't believe it, but after thinking for a moment, he finally spoke, and his attitude softened a little.

"I still have to go to the West Sea to see what Yulou thinks."

“His idea is simple – you can’t predict what the future will be like, but as long as you have hope, there will be changes.

If I can become a Purple Mansion, he won't have to worry about being used as a cauldron.

If he can be protected by divine light, the arrangements made by the ancestors can naturally be carried out.

If the Grandmaster succeeds in his golden elixir, he will never sit idly by and watch another Purple Mansion appear in the Zhou family in the future."

Wang Xianmao sneered.

"Zhou Fujiao is not stupid."

Zhou Fujiao was just half dead, not stupid.

Zhou Fujiao must have had something in mind when he became Mang Xiang's apprentice, and he must have been on guard against Mang Xiang.

"We can't see clearly what those Purple Mansions and Golden Pills are thinking, but Brother Mao, if my Wang family leaves the Red Lantern and our ancestors, and goes to other places, can we really gain a foothold?"

After this much persuasion, Wang Jingyi was helpless and could only come up with a new angle to persuade.

"You have been bewitched by Mangxiang's promise of the Purple Mansion!"

Wang Xianmao looked straight at his second sister without flinching.

Ancestor Jingyi stopped talking, but what he was thinking in his heart was, did Yulou also think of this?
After the master succeeded in making the golden elixir, he needed to expand his influence, and the promise of the ancient purple mansion to Wang Jingyi might be true.

In this case, one of the two geniuses of the Wang family became the price in exchange for the other to become a Purple Mansion. From the perspective of pure cost-benefit ratio, it is not a loss.

Wang Jingyi couldn't figure it out, and in the end he could only speak helplessly.

"I should have given that cave to you in the beginning. Brother Mao, Second Sister is not a heartless person, and the family's cultivation will always be remembered in her heart.

However, Wu Nan and the Immortal Alliance have always been like this. When there was no Immortal Alliance, the great cultivators were also like this. What can our small Wang family do?

Go to the West Sea, go to the West Sea, Yulou has hope in his heart, but he needs your help, I can't leave the Red Lantern, otherwise I would stay in the West Sea for you."

The great monk has always been like this.

For example, a spirit fish is worth one to two spirit stones. For a great monk, one hundred spirit fish are worth one hundred and fifty spirit stones.

As long as three or five of the revenue from the 150 spirit fish can be transferred to the hands of the great monk through his subordinate forces, the great monk will label these spirit fish with his own label.

When the acquisition of resources can be transformed into the strength of cultivation, this acquisition efficiency will become something within the reach of the great cultivator as long as it can cover the operating costs of the force.

With the new method, the Purple Palace can easily live for ten thousand years, and the Golden Elixir has always had an infinite lifespan throughout history - as long as one can survive the thunder disaster, the great monks do not need anyone to pass on their skills, they just need someone to work like a slave to help them grab resources, that's all.

If you don't become a great monk, there will always be a price to pay.

"Okay, I plan to let Rong Jiang be the clan leader, what do you think?"

Wang Rongjiang, after consuming two and a half portions of Wang's foundation-building resources, it is time for him to make a contribution to the family.

"I have no objection. You need to go there as soon as possible. Yulou has already opened up the situation in the West Sea, and people from various forces have been contacted.

Now, he is waiting, waiting for Anthony Wong to give him the official status of a true disciple, and waiting for another direct descendant from the clan to build a foundation to support him. "Wang Xianmao nodded, and suddenly, he thought of Wang Xianzhou again.

"Didn't Xianzhou go to the West Sea with him?"

"Yulou's intention is that our family should send some disciples to the Dripping Water Cave every few years. The foundation there needs to be supported by Xianzhou.

On the other hand, if you or Rongjiang can go to Xihai, it won’t make much difference whether Xianzhou goes or not.”

Wang Xianmao was a little speechless. Why was Yulou so popular among the elders and female cultivators? He was very good at both doing things and being a person.

Even though he was in trouble, he still didn't forget to contribute to his family.

Looking at the spiritual fish in Lingquan Creek, Wang Xianmao quickly found two that were parasitized, gave them to Wang Jingyi, and gave him instructions.

"I think Xian Zhou needs your advice. And as for this red worm, don't forget to find out what it is for, second sister."

Wang Xianmao acted as if he was seeing someone off, which made Wang Jingyi feel bitter. Before she left, she said.

“Brother Mao, Master Fu Jiao also revealed that there is a high probability that a war between the Heavenly Snake Sect and the Red Lantern Sect will break out.

However, the total amount of spirit stones is limited, and the markets within the red light area will be in chaos in the future.

Yulou asked me to remind you that everything in our house that can be exchanged for resources must be exchanged as soon as possible.

If possible, sell everything except spiritual objects."

Wang Xianmao now completely disbelieves what Zhou Fujiao says, and doesn’t quite believe what Wang Jingyi says either.

"I'll talk to him in person first."

Ancestor Jingyi left the clan where she had lived since childhood in a depressed mood. Not long after flying out of the cloud formation on Wangjia Mountain, she stopped her escape and looked at the clan from a distance for a long time.

Finally, she wiped the tears from her eyes and left without looking back.

You have to keep moving forward, no matter how difficult it is or how much you are misunderstood.
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As soon as the Earth Armor Dragon left the West Sea City, it used the Earth Escape Technique and burrowed through the earth for more than a hundred miles until it reached the outside of Hansong Ridge.

This is the good thing about spiritual beast mounts.

The Earth Armor Dragon cannot fly and is not as beautiful as the Spirit Crane, but it is really useful.

Zheng Yan, who had crawled out of the soil, removed the spiritual light on his body, and there was not a speck of dirt on his body. He took out the letter from Zhang Yulou to Mo Yunshu, and flew slowly towards Hansong Ridge nervously.

There is neither a single pine tree nor a ridge on Hansong Ridge. After many years of development, this place has actually become a small town, home to thousands of Mo family members, both immortals and mortals.

The patrolling Mo family cultivator noticed Zheng Yan and came forward to meet him.

As soon as Zheng Yan saw that the man was at the first level of Qi training, he knew that he was another one who had broken through with the help of the Great Realm Breaking Pill, but he still smiled warmly - as a lackey in front of a real person, he did not dare to be arrogant even if he was at the foundation building stage.

"My fellow Daoist, I am Zheng Yan, a disciple of Yuque Mansion. This is a letter from my Wang family's Yuque, but it is addressed to the noble Daoist Mo Yunshu. If it is inconvenient for you to come in, I hope you can pass it on for me."

The patrolling monks of the Mo family had never heard of the Yuque Mansion, let alone who Wang Yuque was. However, it should be reliable to ask the Foundation Establishment cultivator to deliver the letter, right?

So he accepted the letter.

Zheng Yan said it was inconvenient just to be polite. He thought that since he was at the foundation building stage, he should be able to get in, right?

However, the patrolling monk from the Mo family simply accepted the letter, told him he would pass it on, and sent him away.

Zheng Yan ran so far but ended up in failure.

He was not dissatisfied, but just felt a little emotional.

The Zifu Gate is simply extraordinary, it has such an overwhelming sense of arrogance!
However, when Wang Yulou's letter was delivered to Mo Yunshu, the timing was not right.

In a courtyard in the center of Hansong Ridge, there was no house but only a pine tree covered with frost.

Wang Yulou's letter came along with the sound transmission note sent to Mo Yunshu by the patrolling monk of the Mo family, and fell directly into the hands of Mo Yunshu who was practicing under the pine tree.

Mo Yunshu opened the letter with confusion and scanned the contents of the letter, feeling a little surprised.

Wang Yulou was quite rude. He directly asked me to go with him to meet Chen Haidi from Shangfangting, as if he treated her as a close friend.

"Chen Haidi, Chen Haidi, it sounds like he is from that bastard family in Qionghai.

"Hai Di Hai Di, it's a good name, but once the Chen family members start calling it, it becomes a joke."

The frost-covered pine tree did not move, but the old ancestor's voice reached Mo Yunshu's ears.

"But, Xiaoyun, who is this Yuque? A new friend?"

Mo Yunshu thought about it and said.

"He's a strange man. I worked with him in the same Fengwen Court, and we only met once, but he seemed to treat me as a close friend.

By the way, he is the son-in-law of Zhou Fujiao’s family. He married Zhou Yingxi, the eldest daughter of the Zhou family, and became a true disciple of Hong Dengzhao.

Speaking of which, his family is also a vassal family of the Mangxiang Immortal Venerable. Uncle Xunzhou said that this person is not simple and should be regarded as the future leader of the Mangxiang lineage. "

After hearing what Mo Yunshu said, Master Hansong said.

"He is from the Mangxiang clan. It's only natural that you should be on good terms with him. Humph, Shen Guang is going to be in big trouble."

"Is the Immortal God of Light going to be in trouble?"

Mo Yunshu couldn't quite believe it. That was the Immortal Lord Shen Guang, the most legendary of the many legends in the West Sea, the famous Immortal Lord Shen Guang.

Who could make a great monk like that suffer?
"Mang Xiang sent two real people with red lights to Xihai to make swords, but Shen Guang didn't buy his idea at all.

A few days ago on the stage of immortals, Shen Guang even humiliated Mang Xiang.

In the end, Mang Xiang suffered for the sake of the overall situation, and his allies would naturally make up for it in other places in order to appease him.

Now, Mangxiang's allies have transferred people into the West Sea. I guess they are heading for the divine light.

In short, Xiaoyun, you should go back to Xiancheng now and maintain a good relationship with Wang Yulou.

In the future, Xihai will have a lot of fights to do!"

Master Hansong saw it clearly.

In the northwest corner of Wunan, if Shen Guang is considered the representative of the reformists, then Mang Xiang is the representative of the conservatives.

The five proposals of Mangxiang Zhengjindan on the stage of the immortals all failed. In fact, it was the result of a fight between two factions in the Immortal Alliance.

Although Mang Xiang seemed to have suffered a great loss that day, he at least defended the interests of his camp in terms of the overall situation.

Shen Guang is not a local tiger like Tianshe, he is just a local snake in the West Sea, no, a local dragon.

Shen Guang is just a local tyrant in the West Sea. When Mang Xiang suffers losses again and again for the sake of the overall interests of his faction, it will only take a while for the conservatives to help him defeat Shen Guang.

Of course, the hammer mentioned here does not mean to kill the divine light. The great monks would not do such a thing.

Only the stupid and the common people would fight and kill each other. A great monk has practiced for so many years to reach the highest level. How could he easily get involved in a confrontation with a strong enemy?
Any Jindan, any legendary great cultivator, had fought their way to the top through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

No one Jindan Zhenren dares to look down on another Jindan Zhenren.

Therefore, even if the Immortal Alliance really starts a civil war, it will not do so until the situation becomes impossible to ease.

The Immortal Lords who were clamoring for a civil war on the Immortal Platform were actually more like a group of village dogs roaring and howling at the top of their lungs. They were merely showing their stance, and were at least a million miles away from a real fight.

Of course, we still need to prepare for civil war, but the opponents are too cunning and no one is willing to take the risk.

But failing to kill Shen Guang doesn't mean that one can't give Shen Guang's followers in the West Sea a beating - this was suggested by Shen Guang himself.

Didn't Shen Guang say that the Immortal Alliance needed to reform, to be repaired and trimmed?

Conservatives agreed!

Cut, cut your divine light!
Aren’t you also a member of the Immortal Alliance?

Jin Mingdu, a disciple of Jinshan Zhenren, Lian Chengxian, a disciple of Lianpeng Xianzun, and Chen Yanghe, a disciple of Qionghai Zhenren, the direct descendants of the three conservative high-ranking officials of the Immortal Alliance have already entered the West Sea.

Han Song was looking forward to seeing the scene where Shen Guang, that bastard, got into trouble.
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"Can you please stop embarrassing me, Black Dragon? Is it difficult to control your brother?"

A senior foundation-building practitioner dressed in gorgeous robes was pulling his spirit beast with difficulty.

But the spirit beast didn't give him any face at all. Instead, it kept trying to communicate with other spirit beasts on the roadside.

In the private room on the second floor of Zhiweifang, Lian Chengxian withdrew his gaze from the window and said to the beauty in front of him with a sigh.

"It's hard to even see a small demon in the heart of Wunan, but on the streets of Xihai Fairy City, if you encounter a foundation-building cultivator, you will find two big demon beasts."

Fairy Mingdu smiled and nodded and said.

"Big demon beasts look majestic, but they are difficult to raise. These beasts are very smart, and they are not much worse than you and me."

Chen Yanghe suddenly had an idea, as if he was thinking about the Yin-Yang Dao.

“That fellow Taoist obviously has magical powers, but he is helpless when faced with a spirit beast in heat.

After all, even if it is a great demon, it is still just a beast, so it is not strange that it cannot control its lust."

The beast cannot control its lust.
What Chen Yanghe said was really interesting, and Jin Mingdu couldn't hold it back after all.

"Hahahaha, cough! cough! cough!"

The sound of a beautiful woman's cough was always pleasant to hear. Lian Chengxian quickly stood up and asked with a concerned look on his face.

"What's wrong, Fellow Daoist Mingdu? Is the spiritual tea here not to your liking? I said we should drink the seventh-grade spiritual tea. Come, drink the one I brought. There's actually no need to be so low-key."

Faced with Brother Pig's flattery, Fairy Mingdu just felt disgusted. She quickly calmed herself down and looked at Chen Yanghe.

“No, no, I just thought of something happy.

Well, let's talk about where to start the investigation.

"Young Master Yanghe, what do you think?"

Originally, Chen Yanghe had no thoughts about Jin Mingdu, but Lian Chengxian stimulated him all the way, which made Chen Yanghe have a special desire for Fairy Mingdu.

Capture Fairy Mingdu, and then. At the same time, let Lian Chengxian stand aside and watch carefully!

"Spiritual tea, spiritual tea, Senior Sister Mingdu reminded me that the Gu family is engaged in intelligence trading. Why don't we go to the Gu family teahouse and look for relevant information?"

Whether someone is a waste or not can be identified successfully with just one sentence.

Fairy Mingdu once again confirmed that the smooth yin and yang of Chen Yanghe just now was just an accidental outburst. After all, this man was just a playboy from a wealthy family who was not well-raised.

However, she still smiled.

"Junior brother, your idea is good. Let's go to the Gu family teahouse."

A few people went downstairs, only to see the senior foundation-building practitioner who had just failed to control the big demon beast walked in. Fairy Mingdu nodded to him, then left with the two clubs.

On the second floor of Zhiweifang, Zhou Yingxi noticed that her husband's hand, which had been raised for no apparent reason, was finally put down.

"What's wrong?" she asked with concern.

Wang Yulou smiled and pointed at the plate of donkey intestines.

"Eat now. Feng Jianxian and I have a very good relationship. You don't have to wait for him. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it after you finish eating."

Zhiweifang in Xihai Fairy City is of very high quality. Unlike Zhiweifang in Qingxifang, the private rooms here are soundproofed.

But to Wang Yulou, these formations were like unprotected sieves - they were his own.

Therefore, as soon as that pig brother Lian Chengxian opened his mouth, Wang Yulou realized who it was.

However, there was no need to tell Zhou Yingxi what he had just heard; it was enough for him to keep it to himself.

On the one hand, he maintained his trust in Zhou Yingxi, and on the other hand
Those three people obviously had a special mission - investigation. They were all from big families, but in terms of configuration, it was just a smart guy with two idiots.

This configuration is actually very interesting.

Now the three of them went to Gu's Teahouse to 'investigate', and it was obvious that it was impossible to find out anything.

How could a shrewd person like Gu Qilang drag Master Qi Yuan into the water and involve the Gu family in the trivial matters of the Immortal Alliance?
But, Lian Chengxian, Lian Chengxian.

Wang Yulou was thinking about Lian Chengxian, Zhou Yingxi was eating donkey intestines, and Feng Jianxian, led by the waiter, pushed open the door of the private room.

“Zhiweifang is great, Yulou, I told you last time to come to Zhiweifang, but you insisted on going to Mingyueye, eh!

You see, Daoist Fellow Yingxi also likes to eat donkey intestines, just like me, hahahaha."

The chopsticks in her hand were pulled back in mid-air as if she had been electrocuted. Zhou Yingxi cleared her throat and spoke with a hint of displeasure.

"Senior Feng misunderstood. Yingxi just wanted to try it."

Knowing that his wife's thick skin was not well cultivated, Wang Yulou hurriedly said.

"Senior Feng, you said that the great demon Black Dragon Horse has arrived?"

The three of them argued over the title again, and finally, Feng Jianxian said in distress.

“Yulou, you don’t know that there was a reason why Black Dragon Horse didn’t let its brother come over before.

The Black Dragon Horse is already unsightly enough, and its brother is even more unsightly than it."

Not good looking?

Zhou Yingxi asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What do you mean by unbecoming?"

Feng Jianxian smiled mischievously at first, then realized that this was his good brother's wife, and acted seriously again and said.

"That's right. When I see a mare, I can't help but want to gather my strength."

Under Wang Yulou's helpless look, Feng Jianxian added another sentence.

"The black dragon didn't let it come because it was afraid that it would snatch the opportunity to gather strength from itself."

Before Zhou Yingxi could react, Wang Yulou had already made a decision.

"Senior Feng, it's alright. As a great demon, it's normal for him to have some big temper issues. My family will send a foundation building elder here soon. Then we can slowly get used to each other."

Fellow Daoist Yingxi, who had already realized what it meant to gather strength, blushed and picked up the teacup to study the tea leaves in the water.

However, Feng Jianxian put forward a new suggestion at this time.

"I'll let the black dragon horse follow you, and I'll tame his brother slowly."

Seeing that Yulou wanted to refuse immediately, Feng Jianxian said in a decisive tone.

"Yulou, you saved my life, and we get along well. I consider you a good friend, so this is settled.

Moreover, big monsters are difficult to deal with. I have experience in this area. The black dragon was also very unruly at the beginning.

If you really want to thank me, you can find an opportunity to cheat the Yuan family in the future. It doesn't have to be a big deal. I just want to disgust Yuan Daoshen. How do you think?"

How should I put it, Feng Jianxian is indeed a loyal person, and the requests he made are also very strange and powerful.

I'll give you a big monster mount, and you just need to help me trick Lao Yuan.

If you search the whole world, perhaps only Feng Jianxian can do such a thing.

"It's a small matter, Feng Jianxian, do you know that a Qilin son from the Yuan family is coming to the West Sea?"

As soon as Wang Yulou mentioned the Yuan family's Qilin son, Feng Jianxian immediately laughed.

"The old villain Yuan Daoshen is indeed not a simple person. Facing a thing like Yuan Wu, he can still say something like Qilinzi. He still has the nerve to do that. In my opinion, his face is a top-grade, no, a top-grade defensive spiritual weapon!"

Yulou smiled, tapping the table lightly with her fingers.

"Feng Jianxian, what you said is wrong. How can we underestimate the Qilinzi of Dripping Cave who has passed the first foundation building certification in Dripping Cave?

I have a plan that can also trap Yuan Wu in it."

Why did Wang Yulou want to befriend Feng Jianxian?
On the one hand, Feng Jianxian is indeed an extraordinary person. He is the first conscientious foundation-building practitioner that Wang Yulou has seen in all the years he has entered the world of immortal cultivation.

On the other hand, it is for this moment.

Feng Jianxian is the deacon of the West Sea Branch of the Dripping Cave. It seems that he was exiled, but the West Sea Branch of the Dripping Cave is a real human resource pool with quite a few people among them.

Yuan Wu was just an excuse. The people Wang Yulou targeted were the Huachi Palace disciples who had been selected for him once by the Dripping Cave.

The outer disciples of the Dripping Cave don’t seem to be worthy of training, but Wang Yaohai, a Qigong practitioner with impressive strength, was once a disciple of the Huachi Palace!
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Wang Xianmao looked exhausted. He flew from Wangjiashan to Xihai Fairy City, and he never stopped for even a moment along the way.

During this period, Wang Xianmao even took two elixirs.

The reason is simple: I'm anxious, very anxious.

It's like the soul being burned by a raging fire, but he can't give up his soul, just like it's difficult for the Wang family to give up the accumulation of thousands of years.

You can't hide even if you want to.

In such a state of anxiety, he chose to relieve himself by immersing himself in flying.

He knew that even if he went to the West Sea, he would not be able to truly solve the dilemma Wang Yulou was facing.

But the patriarch also needs a way to release himself.

He had no one to talk to. There were many things that Wang Jingyi and Wang Yulou had to keep to themselves, as did Wang Yulou and Zhou Yingxi, and even more so Wang Xianmao.

He is the pillar of the Wang family. He cannot be weak, cannot be lazy, cannot fall down, cannot make mistakes, cannot
Therefore, the illusory sense of freedom after mastering the escape technique to a very fast speed is the closest thing to freedom and salvation that he can get.

However, when the West Sea Fairy City appeared in the distance, Wang Xianmao's only glimmer of salvation disappeared.

He knew clearly that the cage was not in the Red Lantern or the Immortal Alliance, but in the heaven and earth, and in the great cultivators between heaven and earth.

Even though there is no Mangxiang Patriarch, there is still Python Patriarch, Elephant Patriarch, and Zhuangxiang Patriarch.

I can't escape, and Wang can't escape either.

The fruit core fell at the entrance of Xihai Fairy City, and Wang Xianmao walked into Xihai Fairy City with determination.

The illusory freedom and salvation are ultimately illusory.

Let the true journey of redemption begin.

Keep going!
(End of this chapter)