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Chapter 46: The Simple and Kind Wang Mazi

The wind howled.

Heavy rain.

It was dark between heaven and earth.

Fang Han, Ye Fan and Wang Lin traveled together and arrived at a small mountain village near Xuan Dao Sect in Hengyue Mountains on this rainy night.

This is Wang Lin’s hometown that he longs for.

After not returning for many years, the small mountain village has undergone many changes, but the Wang family's ancestral home still stands quietly.

Wang Lin stepped into the ancestral home.

The house was filled with a stale smell.

Wang Lin slowly walked towards the mourning hall and saw the spirit tablets of his parents and himself neatly placed.

In an instant, memories of the past flooded into his mind like a tide, and the flames of hatred burned fiercely in his heart.

Wang Lin knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed heavily to the spirit tablet. His voice was trembling but full of determination:

"Father and mother, when I return today, I will use the heads of the entire Teng family to build a tower of human heads for you!

As a sacrifice to your souls in heaven!"

Fang Han and Ye Fan looked at each other and sighed.

It’s not that I think there’s anything wrong with Wang Lin’s behavior.

The two thought to themselves that if they encountered the same genocide, they would probably do the same thing.

Fang Han and Ye Fan just stood there quietly without comforting Wang Lin, and Wang Lin didn't need any comfort.

In the face of the revenge of parents.

No matter how many words I say, they seem futile and pale.

Fang Han and Ye Fan are currently trying to practice the methods of the Immortal World, and both feel that they have benefited a lot.

Condensing Qi, building foundation, forming elixir, forming Nascent Soul, and transforming into spirit!
These five realms are closely linked and inseparable.

"Qi Condensation is also known as Spiritual Movement. During this Qi Condensation period, there are fifteen levels of realm.

In the world of Xian Ni, when embarking on the path of cultivation, the first thing a practitioner must do is to absorb and release the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

When traces of spiritual power enter the body, wonderful changes follow and the physique is gradually reshaped.

It becomes more in line with the needs of breathing spiritual power, as if it has built an unobstructed "high-speed channel" for spiritual power.

Practitioners in the Qi Condensation Stage can perform various magical spells by relying on the spiritual power they absorb.

When one's cultivation reaches the second level of Qi Condensation, spiritual consciousness will arise. This spiritual consciousness is like the cultivator's "second pair of eyes", able to sense subtle changes in the surrounding environment.

As the realm continues to rise, when the practitioner reaches the fourteenth level of Qi Condensation, he or she will enter the realm of perfection in the spiritual stage.

The reason why it is called "fake" is because this is not a truly perfect state. Only when one reaches the fifteenth level can one be considered to have reached the perfection of the spiritual stage, which is a state that is almost perfect.

At this level, the cultivator's control and application of spiritual energy has reached a state of perfection, and their own strength will also usher in a qualitative leap, just like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, taking a very crucial step on the path of cultivation."

Ye Fan and Fang Han are both the protagonists of their respective worlds.

There was a lot of energy in his body and his cultivation level was quite high. With this high-level view, he quickly broke through to the fifteenth level of Qi Condensation.

Just when the two were planning to build their foundation in one go, the sound of a carriage's rumbling broke the silence of the rainy night!
A carriage slowly stopped in front of the Wang family's ancestral home.

The driver was an old man with a hunched body, but his eyes showed the sharpness of a warrior, and he was obviously a martial arts expert.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted.

A little girl jumped down first, and then a lady-like woman walked down with an elegant figure.

The lady looked around and said solemnly:

"Every year on this day, all direct descendants of the Wang family must come here to worship. This is a custom passed down by our ancestors."

She walked into the main hall, but was surprised to find that the incense had been lit. When she was full of doubts, Wang Lin appeared quietly.

He stared at the young lady with a sharp gaze and asked:

"Who are you?"

Wang Lin looked at the condition of the ancestral house and suddenly became suspicious.

After some inquiries, he learned that the young lady's ancestor was actually his fourth uncle Wang Tiantu.

In his middle age, Fourth Uncle was spotted by the Immortal Master of the Piao Miao Sect and subsequently descended from the mountains to develop his career in the capital. With his skills, he became a royal attendant, and the Wang family took root in the capital.

Wang Lin also learned that his fourth uncle's son Wang Hu had passed away, and he also noticed that the young lady contained extremely yin energy in her body.

It turned out that his mother was beaten when she was pregnant.

Wang Lin's heart moved.

The man who claimed to be the young lady's ancestor said:
"I was grateful to my fourth uncle for granting me the immortality back then, and today I want to express my gratitude."

After that, he took out a pill and handed it to the lady.

"Each direct descendant of the Wang family can only take one pill in his lifetime. You have a special physique, so you can take three."

Then, Wang Lin took a drop of the young lady's blood, leaving a mark of the ultimate realm in the jade slip, and said solemnly:
“No cultivator in the Zhao Kingdom can survive the attack of this jade slip for even a moment, but it can only be used three times.

It cannot be activated by blood other than that of the royal family's direct descendants."

After finishing his instructions, Wang Lin turned around.

Disappeared in the rainy night.

At this moment, Wang Lin left the mountain village.

There was only one thought left in my mind: revenge.

"If I kill Teng Huayuan directly, it would be too easy for him, and it would not be able to quell the hatred in my heart at all."

Wang Lin's eyes were cold!

He wanted Teng Huayuan to watch his descendants die one by one, and then take their souls.

Let him perish in endless pain!
With a bang, Wang Lin released his spiritual sense.

Like an invisible net, it searched between heaven and earth and soon found Tengjia City where Teng Huayuan was.

He came to an area of ​​ten thousand miles around Fujia City, with the flags in his hand flashing. In an instant, he planted sixteen flags and set up a strange formation that could only be entered but not exited.

Afterwards, Wang Lin concentrated his mind and used the magical powers from the memory of the ancient god Tu Si, muttering to himself.

I saw an illusory shadow slowly emerging.

It was actually Teng Li’s soul!

However, this soul can only exist for half an incense stick of time, and has no memory, only instinctive reactions.

Wang Lin swallowed it without hesitation.

With the help of Teng Li's soul, Wang Lin's spiritual sense instantly sensed all those with Teng family bloodlines, whether they were direct descendants, collateral descendants, or children born from marriages between Teng family women...

Wang Lin memorized their soul fluctuations one by one.

After Teng Li's soul dissipated, a sneer appeared on Wang Lin's lips, and the revenge operation officially began!
"Chen, the title you chose is definitely a contrast."

In the distance, Fang Han and Ye Fan looked at each other silently.

[Simple and Kind Wang Mazi], look at this, open your eyes and look, is this simple? Is this kind?
"You all have misunderstood me. In this world, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames."

"The young prince is both civil and military, and very handsome."

"In fact, his nature is simple and kind, but this dark world of cultivation forces him to kill."

Yang Chen sighed.

Fang Han and Ye Fan nodded in agreement.

In fact, they were all very kind at the beginning.

Fang Han, born as a horse-breeding servant in the Fang family, initially only wanted to make a name for himself and change his destiny.

I would rather be a beggar than a slave!
But later, the cruel reality and the dark world of cultivating immortals forced him to embark on the path of becoming the old demon Fang!
The same is true for Ye Fan.

In modern society, he is a respectful and law-abiding young man, a self-made entrepreneur, and Mr. Ye who drives a Mercedes-Benz!
I thought I would live an orderly life, marry Xu Qiong, have children, and provide for my parents in their old age.

But who would have thought that the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin down from the sky would change his fate in an instant. When he first arrived in Beidou, the world of immortal cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, forced him to become Ye Hei!

correct!

I haven’t even paid the parking fee at the foot of Mount Tai yet!

Ye Fan was full of resentment.

Don't let him know who arranged the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, otherwise he will make that person taste the Emperor of Heaven's Fist!
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