Chapter 2251： reminisce about the old, worship the people

Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "I'll talk to you in detail later."

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He looked at Xiaoxianxian and instructed: "You go to the sea clan to destroy the sea clan, and tell them that this is the fate of destroying the Wang family."

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He wants to kill one to set an example, and he wants to let other forces know that if he wants to destroy the Wang family, he must first weigh his own weight.

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"Yes, Master."

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Xiao Miexian responded, turned into a golden light and walked away.

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Wang Zongming and other hundreds of clan elders flew out of Qinglian Island. Their expressions were excited. If Wang Changsheng hadn't arrived in time, the Wang family would have disappeared into the long river of history today.

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"Congratulations to the ancestors."

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Wang Zongming and others bowed and bowed respectfully.

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Wang Changsheng swept his gaze and sighed lightly. After so many years, the family has actually declined to such an extent that there are only three Nascent Souls.

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He looked at Bingfeng Jiao and asked in a warm voice, "Qingjing, are you alright!"

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It can be seen from his title that he recognizes Wang Qingying's identity.

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Who would have thought that a Snow Wind Python could grow to this stage and shelter the Wang family for thousands of years.

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If it wasn't for Wang Qingjing, Wang Qingshan wouldn't feel relieved to leave the Dongli Realm. Without Wang Qingjing, the Wang family would have been destroyed long ago.

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The common man was innocent of the guilt, Jing Yuzhu and the others were plotting to cut the spirit blade from the sky, but they didn't know that the blade was destroyed.

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Even if the Wang family announced that the Heaven-shattering Spirit Blade had been destroyed, other forces would not believe it.

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In a sense, the Heaven-shattering Spirit Blade represents the hope of ascension, which means that they can go on the road.

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If this matter is not handled well, there will be people who will attack the Wang family in the future.

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"Ninth Uncle, I'm fine."

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Bingfeng Jiao uttered words, like Wang Qingling, he called Wang Changsheng the ninth uncle.

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"Send someone to find a panacea for healing, or something useful for Qingqiu's cultivation, and report it to me clearly."

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Wang Changsheng ordered Wang Zongming.

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"Yes, my ancestor."

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Wang Zongming responded with a loud voice and agreed.

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Wang Changsheng flew into Qinglian Island with Bingfeng Jiao, Gongsun Yang followed and waited in the reception room.

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Ten thousand year iceberg, a huge ice cave.

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Wang Qingling lay quietly in an ice coffin with her eyes closed.

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Looking at Wang Qingling's corpse, Wang Changsheng sighed lightly, with a look of reminiscence on his face, all kinds of things from the past appeared in his mind.

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"Qingling, Ninth Uncle is here to see you."

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Wang Changsheng said softly, offering incense to Wang Qingling.

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Wang Qingying also regained his mana and transformed into a human form again. With his powerful body, he can recover as long as he rests for a period of time.

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"Ninth Uncle, you have ascended to the spiritual world. Is there a secret technique or a magic pill in the spiritual world that can bring people back to life?"

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Wang Qingxing's face was full of anticipation.

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"I'm only in the emptiness period. As far as I know, no, it doesn't mean I don't, maybe cultivating to a higher realm can bring people back to life."

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Wang Changsheng said truthfully, if it was so easy to revive a cultivator, the world of immortality would have been in chaos.

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"Does the underworld really exist?"

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Wang Qingying continued to ask.

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"I don't know, but I have checked a lot of classics and saw some records about the underworld. The underworld should exist, but I don't know how to get to the underworld."

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Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, the water of the Styx comes from the underworld, and the underworld naturally exists.

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There are not many records about the underworld. Wang Changsheng can be sure that there is an underworld, but he really doesn't know how to get to the underworld. Maybe he won't know until he reaches a higher realm.

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Wang Qingying's face froze, and she said firmly: "Since there is an underworld, maybe we can really resurrect Sister Qingling."

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"I am a soul-dividing lower realm, so I can't bring a panacea down, but I can bring you up."

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Wang Changsheng said solemnly, Wang Qingjing's body is a dragon, which can be brought as a spirit beast. As for the other clansmen, Wang Changsheng is powerless.

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"I promised her that I would protect the family, and I also promised Seventh Brother, there is no new spirit transformation in the Wang family, and I will not leave."

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Wang Qingxing's eyes were firm.

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"You don't have much life left, so let's fly to the Xuanyang Realm first! I will refine a fifth-order puppet beast, and then refine a few heaven-penetrating spiritual treasures, which should be enough."

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Wang Changsheng kindly persuaded him that Wang Qingjing had done a lot for the Wang family, and Wang Changsheng didn't want him to die of old age.

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"I don't, I promised my sister, I will definitely do it."

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Wang Qingxing's eyes were firm, and the circles of his eyes were red.

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Wang Changsheng took out a light blue jade slip, handed it to Wang Qingjing, and said, "This is a cultivation technique that transforms the dragon into a dragon. It is said that it was created by a Jiaolong in the fusion stage. period, take it to practice! I will find a way to extend your lifespan."

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"Thank you, Ninth Uncle."

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Wang Qingying accepted the jade slip.

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After chatting for a while, Wang Changsheng left and came to the reception room.

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"Senior Wang."

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When Gongsun Yang saw Wang Changsheng, he quickly stood up and looked respectful.

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Wang Changsheng killed two gods with ease, which was definitely not something that a monk of gods could do.

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"You don't need to be polite, fellow Daoist Gongsun, you and I are old acquaintances."

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Wang Changsheng said pleasantly, thinking back then, how dazzling Gongsun Yang was, the first person to pass through the thirty-sixth floor of Zhenxian Pagoda in ten thousand years.

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If it hadn't been for the help of Qi Ling and sent Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan a ride, they might not have today.

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Gongsun Yang hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Friend Wang Dao, do you know the whereabouts of my master? What is the situation in the spiritual world? Can you tell me?"

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Wang Changsheng didn't hide it either. He told Gongsun Yang about the situation in Xuanyang Realm. He had never seen Sun Tianhu and didn't know Sun Tianhu's whereabouts.

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"Fellow Daoist Gongsun, you don't have much life expectancy! With all due respect, it is still very difficult for you to cultivate to the late stage of Spirit Transformation. The risk is too great. Have you considered other methods?"

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Wang Changsheng asked, judging from Gongsun Yang's words, Sun Tianhu should have ascended to the spiritual world, and he didn't know which interface he was in.

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He wanted to introduce Gongsun Yang into Zhenhai Palace, an ascendant of a spiritual person, which was considered a great achievement.

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"Other methods? Smuggling is too dangerous. I'll use the master's method!"

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Gongsun Yang politely refused. There are very few successful cases of smuggling, and Sun Tianhu's soul lamp has not been extinguished.

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Wang Changsheng did not force himself, he took out two cyan jade slips, handed them to Gongsun Yang, and said, "This is the situation of Xuanling Continent. In your situation, it is best to join Wanlingmen, but Zhenhai Palace is very powerful, if you Ascending to the Xuanyang Realm, you can consider joining the Zhenhai Palace, as well as the Xuanqing faction."

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A twisted melon is not sweet. Since Gongsun Yang is unwilling, Wang Changsheng will not force him.

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Gongsun Yang thanked him and accepted two jade slips.

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"Fellow Daoist Wang, if you have any use for me, feel free to speak."

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Gongsun Yang said sincerely.

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He believed that Wang Changsheng was not just hanging out in the lower realm, he should have something to do.

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"I need to collect these materials, you can help me keep them."

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Wang Changsheng took out a blue jade slip and handed it to Gongsun Yang.

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Gongsun Yang swept away his spiritual knowledge nodded and agreed.

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"I'll go back and order, and let the disciples collect it, but there will be no results for a while."

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"It doesn't matter, it's not easy for me to descend to the realm once, and I will stay for a long time."

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Wang Changsheng said disapprovingly.

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Gongsun Yang nodded. He asked Wang Changsheng some questions, and Wang Changsheng answered truthfully.

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An hour later, Gongsun Yang got up to leave, but Wang Changsheng did not hold back.

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He came to Qinglian Tower and looked at the densely packed spiritual tablets. He couldn't recognize the names of many people.

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