Chapter 253： Purple Moon Mountains

If all the members of the Wang family were to withdraw, it would definitely cause panic. At least the Wang family could not retreat until the cultivators attacked Wei. "Uncle Twenty-one, when you leave, I can't keep Wangjiabao alone, why don't you transfer Seventh Uncle back! Second sister and the others are in Bailingmen, so they can't stay in Wangjiabao."

"Also, in addition, the clansmen of Hongyeling all evacuated to Qingyuefang City. After Changsheng left for a few years, a war broke out. If only he was there."

Wang Mingjiang sighed, his eyes full of sadness.

I don't know when this war will end.

"Uncle Twenty-One, Brother Ninth, didn't they say where to go? I'll send someone to look for it!"

"Changsheng said that he is going to find the spiritual water of heaven and earth. The spiritual water of heaven and earth is something that grows naturally. How can it be so easy to get? You send someone to Dafang City in a neighboring country to find it, hoping to find Changsheng, when I am not there. , the family will take care of you, by the way, before Changsheng leaves, leave me a flying needle talisman, you can take it for self-defense! I hope it will not be used."

Wang Mingjiang took out a blue wooden box with a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and handed it to Wang Changfeng.

Wang Changfeng was a little moved. After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said solemnly: "The talisman! Uncle Twenty-one, this is too precious. It is even more dangerous for you to fight on the front line. Keep the talisman to protect yourself! And the second-order puppet beast, can't go wrong."

"No, it's not long before you entered the third floor of the Foundation Establishment. The seventh brother is on the second floor of the Foundation Establishment. With just the two of you, I don't worry about going to the front line, so just accept it!"

Wang Mingjiang's attitude is very firm. Two years ago, he married a qi-refining female cultivator from a cultivator family and gave birth to a son for him.

As long as the family is still there, his son can grow up smoothly. If the family can't keep it, his son may not grow up smoothly with the behavior of a magician.

Wang Changfeng hesitated for a moment, then accepted the blue wooden box, and said with concern, "Uncle Twenty-one, be careful, I will wait for you to come back."

"I will. When I'm not here, the family will ask you and the seventh brother."

After the two of them discussed it, they called Wang Changhao and Wang Changyue and gave them a Foundation Establishment Pill each.

"Changhao, Changyue, the invasion of the magic way, the front line is tight, and under the order of Bailingmen, I will take my tribe to the front line to fight, you are already on the ninth level of Qi refining, I hope you will take the foundation building pill and enter the foundation building stage smoothly. , If I can't come back, Changyang will ask you."

Wang Mingjiang said solemnly, with a heavy tone.

Wang Changyue quickly comforted: "Uncle Twenty-one, you will definitely come back safely."

"Yes! Uncle Twenty-one, don't talk nonsense."

After listening to the comfort of the two, Wang Mingjiang nodded in relief.

He instructed a few words, and took a group of clansmen, followed the disciples of Bailingmen, and rushed to the front line. Wang Changyue and Wang Changhao returned to their residence, took the foundation building pill, and entered the foundation building period.

Feifeng Valley, the backyard of Baibingtang.

Inside the house, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the futon, his face was very pale, a thin layer of sweat was oozing from his forehead, and bloodshots could be seen in his eyes.

A cloud of blue flames hovered in front of him, emitting an astonishingly high temperature.

As soon as he pinched the magic trick, the blue flame flew back to his mouth and disappeared, and a blue wooden sword about two feet long appeared in front of him. The color wood sword exudes an amazing aura fluctuation.

"Finally successful."

Wang Changchang let out a sigh of relief, and a look of joy appeared on his pale face.

He spent more than half a year, and spent 40,000 spirit stones before and after, to refine a number of wooden flying swords. Combined with the refining experience left by his ancestors, he successfully refined the natal magic weapon.

"This sword is made of cold flame bamboo as the main material, so it's called the cold flame sword!"

Wang Changsheng muttered to himself, his palm waved at the Cold Flame Sword, and the Cold Flame Sword flew into his hand.

In order to increase its toughness, this cold flame sword was mixed with a lot of metal materials, and it was not made of pure wood materials, and Wang Changsheng could also drive it.

Speaking of which, he can refine the natal magic weapon, in addition to the refining experience left by his ancestors, it is of great help to his strong consciousness. Of course, if Wang Ruyan hadn't refined a lot of second-order talismans and sold them, Help him buy materials to refine the wooden flying sword, but he can't successfully refine the natal magic weapon.

Wang Changsheng put away the Cold Flame Sword and walked out.

As soon as he came to the front desk, he saw Pan Sheng.

Pan Sheng came to Baibingtang every three or five minutes, for fear that Wang Changsheng would take the materials and run away.

To be honest, if the 500-year-old Hanyan Bamboo he took out was put up for auction at an auction, the price would definitely exceed 30,000 spirit stones. If Wang Changsheng and his wife were not locals, they would have saved his life. Well, Pan Sheng will not come up with third-order materials for Wang Changsheng to practice.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, Pan Sheng's face became tense, and he hurriedly asked, "Fellow Daoist Wang, how is it? Has it been refined?"

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly and took out the Cold Flame Sword.

Pan Sheng was very excited when he saw the Cold Flame Sword. He reached out and grabbed it, but was blocked by Wang Ruyan.

"Fellow Daoist Pan, pay with one hand and deliver with the other."

Pan Sheng responded, took out a blue storage bag, and handed it to Wang Ruyan. After Wang Ruyan confirmed it was correct, he nodded at Wang Changsheng, who handed the Cold Flame Sword to Pan Sheng.

From the blue storage bag, Wang Changsheng took out a length of cold flame bamboo that was two feet long, and observed it carefully.

Pan Sheng looked at the Cold Flame Sword carefully, looking like he couldn't put it down was very excited.

With this natal magic weapon, he will be much safer to hunt monsters in the future.

"Haha, Daoyou Wang, Pan sure didn't see the wrong person, you really made it."

Pan Sheng put away the Cold Flame Sword and praised.

"Fellow Daoist Pan has won the award. I would take the liberty to ask, Fellow Daoist Pan, where did you get Han Yanzhu?"

"Sorry, this can't be said. I have something to do next, so I'll take my leave."

After Pan Sheng said this, he left in a hurry.

"Madam, pack your things, let's go to Yue Kingdom and participate in the sword discussion conference held by the Yang family in Ziyue Villa, hoping to get Xuanyou Cold Water."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan packed up their things, and after confirming that there were no omissions, they left Feifeng Valley and went straight to Yueguo.

The territory of Yue Kingdom is mostly high mountains and mountains, the heaven and earth are more spiritual, and there are many immortal cultivation forces. There are six immortal cultivation forces.

The two families refer to the Yang family and the Zhao family, the most famous of which is the Yang family.

The Ziyue Mountains where the Yang family is located is the famous Lingshan Holy Land in Yue Country.

Early in the morning, the sky was just getting brighter, and looking around, giant peaks towering into the clouds were shrouded in clouds, and a group of cranes flew over from time to time, like a fairyland on earth.

On a mountain peak outside the Ziyue Mountains, a row of delicate cyan lofts is built along the mountain. At the foot of the mountain stands a silver stone tablet more than ten feet high, with three lacquered gold characters written on it "Yingbin Peak".