Chapter 561： Wang Qingyuan's selfishness before his death

"Do it."

Wang Qingjun and others attacked the black monster bees one after another. The monster bees entering and leaving the cave were only first-order, and they were not their opponents at all. They were killed in one encounter.

After killing the monster bees that entered and exited the cave, Wang Qingjun threw up dozens of red flags and sank into the ground near the cave.

They killed dozens of demon bees, and immediately attracted the attention of other demon bees. A buzzing sound sounded, and hundreds of black demon bees rushed out of the cave.

Just as they flew out of the cave, there was a loud "chichi" sound, and dense golden flying needles shot out, piercing their bodies.

The black monster bees kept rushing out of the cave. Under the concentrated fire of Wang Qingjun's twelve people, they couldn't support it at all and fell from the air.

A strange roar sounded, and a black queen bee 30 feet in size flew out of the cave.

The wings on its back were lightly flapped, and a gust of wind flew out, knocking out the incoming magic weapon.

Thousands of black demon bees flew out following the queen bee. The queen bee was a top-ranked second-order bee, dozens of second-order demon bees, and the rest were first-order ones.

Right here, the red cauldron, which is the eye of the formation, radiated a lot of light, spewing out a large red flame, and a large red mist suddenly appeared near the cave, the temperature rose sharply, and the red mist covered the area of ​​hundreds of meters. .

Wang Qingjun, Wang Qingling, and Wang Qiuming each held an array of red lights in their hands, and they entered a series of magic tricks.

The red mist rolled violently, and there were bursts of roars, vaguely mixed with some kind of weird roar.

Half an hour later, there was no more roar, Wang Qingjun's magic formula changed, the red mist dissipated, and disappeared without a trace, a scorched black hurricane with steam fell to the ground, and there were large and small on the ground. In the pothole, a large scorched black demon bee fell to the ground.

Wang Qingjun put away the array flag, released an ape puppet and walked towards the cave, and they followed behind.

Inside the cave there was a beehive the size of a house, and some black monster bees. They were not of high rank, so they were easily dealt with.

Wang Qingjun asked people to pick the honeycomb and put it in a storage bag.

"After cleaning up this cave, we can go back to rest."

Wang Qiuming breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

These days have been tossing him hard enough, not only to resist the erosion of miasma, but also to guard against endless monsters, if not for Wang Qingling, the spiritual master, their losses will be even greater.

Wang Qingjun smiled slightly and said: "Thanks to the tenth sister, otherwise our losses are not small. After I go back, I will definitely report to the clan to increase the training of the imperial masters. If there are more than ten sisters like this As a spiritual master, hunting monsters in the future can reduce casualties."

This time, Wang Qingling made a great contribution to clean up the swamp. Without Wang Qingling, it would be good to have seven people going back alive.

"Spiritual Masters are too small. If I hadn't been in charge of the Spirit Beast Academy, there wouldn't be so many Spirit Stones to tame so many Spirit Beasts. Burning Spirit Stones is too powerful, and it will be slow to return to the original."

Wang Qingling said objectively, she is an only daughter, and the merit points accumulated by three generations are spent on her, so she can tame so many spirit beasts, if she is not rich, she really can't raise so many spirit beasts.

"One size is one size. I will definitely report this matter to the Patriarch. As for whether to increase the training of the Imperial Spirit Master, it is up to the Patriarch. Let's go back!"

After leaving the cave, Wang Qingjun took out the flying instrument, carried the clansman away, and sent to Chen Yunyue.

After more than a month, the swamp was completely clean, and the second-order monsters were slaughtered. Led by the Chen family and Bailianguan, a large square market was established. The square market was located in the Yunmeng Mountains, named Yunmengfang City, and the Wang family dispatched it. After the completion of the square market, the Wang family can get five shops. On the contrary, the Wang family will also send people to participate in the construction of the square market, no matter how big or small, they have to ask.

Wang Qingshan has retreated to practice, Wang Qingjun is in charge, and this matter is handed over to Wang Qiuling.

Wang Qiuling has a delicate mind. Building a square market involves a lot of things. The size of the building, the materials used, etc., are the most suitable for Wang Qiuling.

Wei State, Qinglian Villa.

In a secluded courtyard, Wang Qingyuan was lying on the bed, his face was wrinkled and his life span was short.

Wang Qingkai sat beside the bed with a sad face, while two men and a woman stood aside with a sad expression.

Wang Qingyuan works prudently, helping the family to acquire the foundation building pill, and managing the family's property. Unfortunately, he did not catch up with the good times. When he was suitable for foundation building, the family was not rich, and he did not get the foundation building pill. Now The family is rich, and he is about to die.

"Sixth brother, if you have anything to say, just say it! I'll do everything I can for you."

Wang Qingkai sighed and said sincerely.

"Patriarch, I hope that the family's property will be handed over to Qiuzheng. Don't say that I am selfish. Qiuzheng has always followed me to manage the family's property, both public and private, and I hope he will take over my position."

Wang Qingyuan has never fought or sought in his whole life, and has been obedient. Before his death, he still made an exception for his son.

"Okay, yes, but I want to tell you that the family's property cannot be controlled by one person. Too much power can easily lead to corruption. Not long ago, the clansmen who managed the rice shop and the refining shop were full of their own pockets, and I have dealt with them severely. Now, I plan to let the three clansmen jointly manage the family's property, under 3,000 spirit stones, the individual can make the decision, more than 3,000 spirit stones, all three must agree, and I hope you understand."

Wang Qingkai said earnestly, the family has become rich and life has improved. Some clansmen have used their power to enrich their personal pockets, which has seriously damaged the interests of the family. Wang Qingkai severely dealt with a group of embezzlers. The most serious one embezzled 3,000 yuan. Lingshi, beheaded directly to the public, and this stopped the trend of corruption.

Wang Qingkai built a new law enforcement court, which is responsible for rectifying clan customs and harming clan interests, embezzlement, murder and treasure, bullying and bullying, and the most serious ones will be beheaded.

"I understand, this is the right thing to do Calculate the time, and Ping An is about to die. Did you send someone to inform Jiu Shu?"

Wang Qingyuan is an immortal cultivator, and his longevity is a little more than that of ordinary people.

"You! At this time, I haven't forgotten about peace, thank you for your hard work, Qingyuan." Wang Changsheng's voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng walked in.

After seven years of seclusion, Wang Changsheng successfully practiced the spiritual art of tortoise scales.

As soon as he left the customs, someone informed him that Wang Qingyuan was going to sit down.

"Ninth Uncle, why are you here?"

Wang Qingyuan struggled to sit up, but was stopped by Wang Changsheng.

"You have worked hard for the family all your life. In the eyes of others, you don't have much credit. In my view, you have made a lot of credit! Qingyuan, if you have anything to say, just tell Uncle Jiu! I will definitely give it to you. do it."

Wang Changsheng promised that Wang Qingyuan had been helping him take care of Wang Ping'an until he sat down, and he still thought about Wang Ping'an.

"Ninth Uncle, I just hope Qiuzheng can build the foundation. He has three spiritual roots. He has already cultivated to the eighth level of Qi refining, and he is better than me."

"Sixth brother, don't worry, when Qiuzheng reaches the ninth level of Qi refining, the family will definitely give him a foundation pill."

Now the system of the family has been changed, the cultivation base has reached the ninth level of Qi refining, and clansmen under the age of 60 can apply to the family for Foundation Establishment Dan, and can only apply once in a lifetime. The merit points of Wang Qingkai's actions are not a violation of clan rules.

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