Shangyuque

Chapter 89: Not in this world, but in the cave! (Fifth update, words per day, please vote for me!)
"Destruction? I think it's help!
Well, don't worry, the thief has escaped.

If you have any problems, just report them to Anthony Wong and have him ask the Immortal Alliance to handle it!"

Master Fu Jiao retorted to Wang Xianmao again, then summoned Zhou Yingxi to his side and asked him in detail about his progress in cultivation.

Wang Xianmao looked at the expressionless Mu Chunze and the frightened Zhou Yingxi, and without saying a word, he turned around and flew back to the guarding monk's mansion.
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"Clan leader?" Yulou looked at the clan leader.

Under the effect of the Spirit Marrow Cleansing Pill, his tongue had actually recovered almost to its original state in just a few moments - there's a reason why it's so expensive!
Looking at Yulou with blood stains still on the corners of his mouth, the clan leader felt a little emotional.

It turns out that the little boy has become a responsible younger generation of the family after ten years of experience in Qingxifang.

Even if one is under the control of a great monk, one can break free.

Yulou, you are the talented son of Wang family. At this point in time, you shouldn't stay in Wang family and waste your time!
"Yulou, come on, I'll take you to the Dripping Cave now!"

The clan leader took Yulou's hand and wanted to leave immediately.

He was afraid, because the Dripping Cave was as famous as Miaofeng Mountain, and there were three Purple Palaces there.

As long as Yulou is there, there will be no danger!
Seeing the clan leader so anxious, Yu'an and Yulou were a little surprised.

Previously, the clan’s training plan for them was to first return to the clan and practice until they reached the stage of Qi training.

After breaking through to the Qi training stage, go to the sect to learn the sect's Qi training methods.

After learning the skills, the sect will allow these Wang family members to return to the clan.

When facing those Purple Mansion Sects, the Anbei Wang family is qualified to negotiate terms!
After one has cultivated to the middle stage of Qi training in the clan and has accumulated enough in all aspects, one can then start to serve the sect, which is also a necessary experience.

Back then, Wang Xianzhou practiced step by step in this way.

First practice in the clan, then enter the Zifu Sect to learn the magic, after successfully practicing Qi, enter the Hongdengzhao, and use the Hongdengzhao as a springboard to jump into the Immortal Alliance.

He went on successfully step by step - if he hadn't encountered an accident later, Wang Xianzhou would have become a well-known high-level foundation-building cultivator.

According to this arrangement, Yulou can not only obtain the sect's excellent skills, but also use the clan's resources to fully accumulate the basics, laying a solid foundation for the future path of cultivation.

But if he was sent to the Dripping Cave now, Yulou’s training plan would change.

The accumulation of energy in the clan before practicing Qi is about ten years, and the accumulation of energy in the clan after practicing Qi is about five years. It will take fifteen years to ensure that Yulou will not lose to the children of the big clans and the Immortal Alliance.

“You don’t understand.”

Thinking of Master Fu Jiao's strange attitude, Wang Xianmao sighed worriedly.

In the eyes of Master Fu Jiao, war is a good thing, but the clan leader's emotions make him unwilling to believe this possibility.

But his reason made him understand that the war with the enemy could indeed help the Red Lanterns unite and add fuel to the founder's golden elixir business.

"Chief, no, don't send them away yet. Yu Shuo has something to report!"

The clan leader turned around and saw the red-browed monk with a frightened look on his face.

He was conscious when he was controlled, and he has not forgotten the memory of that time, and Yulou will not forget it either!

Hearing Yulou's message, Wang Xianmao raised his hand and told Hongmei to shut up. Then he gathered all the Wang family members and took them back to Fuyuanju.

After all, the Guardian Monk's Mansion is Mu Chunze's territory. Hongmei has a secret, and it is not appropriate to talk about it here! -
Wang Xianmao scolded He Laosan who wanted to bargain, and He Laosan finally took off reluctantly.

"I don't think this third brother will ever achieve anything great in his lifetime!"

As a spiritual beast at the peak of the lesser demon realm, Boss He can be regarded as a high-level combat force in Qi training and can stay in the clan for a long time to guard the clan.

Usually, the person who is brought by the patriarch to deliver messages is either He Lao Er or He Lao San.

The third child is the youngest and the most mischievous. He likes to play tricks on the Wang family every day.

After taking a look outside, Wang Xianmao found that Master Fu Jiao had already left. He turned around and looked at Hong Mei and said in a solemn voice.

“Tell me, Hongmei, I already knew you had a secret, but Yulou wanted to give you a chance to build your foundation.

Therefore, I am willing to give you a chance to be honest. You also know what happened today.

If you can figure out what you want, just be honest! "

The Immortal Fujiao is different from the Immortal Danri. His soul resides in the corpse of a dragon. Wherever he goes, he makes a big fuss and cannot hide even if he wants to.

Therefore, Wang Xianmao was not afraid that his conversation with Hongmei would be overheard.

In the bedroom, the two sat opposite each other. Hongmei took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth.

“Now that things have come to this, I can’t hide it anymore.

I was once a disciple of the Tianshe Sect, and my Taoist partner was An Ning, a female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage at the Fulong Temple.

us"

Wang Xianmao didn't expect that the mysterious thief Daxiu's visit could actually reveal this news.

He stood up in surprise and asked loudly.

"You mean, the foundation-building monk who once passed away in Fulong Temple near Qingxifang was An Ning, who almost opened the Purple Palace?"

Back then, the families, independent cultivators, and robbery cultivators living near Qingxifang spent nearly ten years searching for the remains of an unknown Fulong Temple foundation-building cultivator.

No one expected that the foundation-building monk who passed away in meditation was actually the famous An Ning in Fulong Temple!
But Hongmei had no choice, as he had already exposed his skills in charm.

If Wang family investigates, they will definitely find his Tianshe Sect connections.

Can't hide it!

That thief who controlled him to dance and cast spells was really despicable!
Bitter Red Eyebrows nodded bitterly and said.

"Yes!"

Wang Xianmao looked at the mountain of flesh in front of him, but he couldn't see how Hongmei's dignified appearance could be worthy of being noticed by a female cultivator who was almost promoted to Purple Mansion.

"You said, she is your Taoist partner?"

"Yes."

"Zhong Ningyao is her daughter?"

"Yes."

Wang Xianmao still couldn't accept it. Yes, you have been hiding your red eyebrows for so many years, and you have hidden them very well. Don't talk about me. When Danri Zhenren was in front of me, he didn't realize that you were practicing charm magic, or the charm magic of the Tianshe Sect.

But at least this is a concept that Wang Xianmao, a normal cultivator, can accept. It is surprising but acceptable.

But now Hongmei said that his Taoist partner was a female cultivator who was well-known in Fulong Temple and even in the entire northwest of Wunan Basin. This was too unacceptable.

Why do you do that?

"So, what do you want to say? Don't tell me that the Mountain-Flipping Dragon's egg has anything to do with you and your wife."

It’s okay not to think about many things, but once Wang Xianmao thought about them, he realized that something was wrong.

The thunder behind this red eyebrow seems to be very big.

Hongmei tugged at her clothes, and on the red robe, two beautiful snakes jumped and swam.

"It's not one egg, it's two eggs, both are here."

Wang Xianmao took a breath of cold air.

An Ning, An Ning, you are indeed a genius of your generation!
The demon general's cultivation level of the Mountain-Climbing Dragon is roughly equal to that of the Purple Mansion.

You used the true spirit in its egg as a spiritual tool, refined it into a spiritual instrument robe, and gave it to your Taoist companion to wear.
It’s worthy of being from Wolong Temple!
He looked at Hongmei with unfriendly eyes, intending to kill him.

This person is too involved and cannot be left alone, otherwise the Wang family, which is already in some potential danger, will be in even greater danger!
However, Hongmei's next sentence completely changed Wang Xianmao's expression.

"That's not what I want to talk about today. This spiritual weapon robe will never cause any trouble.

My wife's attainments in the Daoist cultivation are comparable to those of the Purple Palace. When I wore it to meet Danri Zhenren, didn't Danri Zhenren realize that something was wrong?

Chief, what I really want to report is the location of my wife's remains."

The sex scene finally started. Wang Xianmao was thinking about how to deal with Hongmei, the 300-jin thunder, and asked calmly.

"where?"

Hongmei gritted her teeth and said.

"I can only speak after you sign a Dao Contract, promising to give me a chance to build my foundation and to no longer control me after I build my foundation."

Wang Xianmao shook his head, and Hongmei immediately rolled off the chair to the ground in pain.

He rolled over and over while wailing.

The Black Vine Locking Soul Technique is a secret technique that Wang Xianmao performs with his supernatural powers. The effect is naturally outstanding, and soon, Hongmei couldn't help it.

"Clan leader! I want to build a foundation! I want to build a foundation! Let me build a foundation! Please sign a Dao contract! I won't bring any more trouble to the Wang family!"

On one side is the temptation of immortality that doubles your lifespan, and on the other side is the torture of pain that makes it difficult to breathe.

Hongmei felt like she was going crazy.

“It seems you have forgotten, Red Eyebrow.

Wang Shi doesn't owe you anything. It was you who wanted to kill the two Yulou brothers.

Saving your life is already giving you a chance.

I'm in a bad mood today, so please don't test my patience, okay?"

Wang Xianmao would never sign any Taoist contract with this 300-pound thunder.

An Ning has been in meditation for many years. Who knows what remains of his remains are left? Maybe they have been completely destroyed by Hongmei.

Moreover, these two people were so bold that they actually bought the eggs of the mountain-climbing dragon and directly extracted its true spirit to refine it into robes.

There was a stalemate, Hongmei was unwilling to accept his fate, he wanted to build a foundation, he wanted to live forever.

But when he was young, he was favored by the elders of the sect because of his handsomeness.

When he grew up, he won the heart of An Ning with his handsomeness.

After leaving the Tianshe Sect, with the help of his Taoist companion's relics, he cultivated all the way to the peak of Qi training.

He has a high level of cultivation, but his heart is not firm in the Tao. He only has delusions but no concentration.

Delusion made him rob the Jinguan Pavilion, delusion made him think that Wang would let him go, delusion led him step by step to a dead end.

Finally, under the torture of the patriarch, Hongmei surrendered and wailed.

"Stop! I said!"

Wang Xianmao stopped his magic and asked.

"where?"

"My wife was halfway through opening the Purple Palace, but she couldn't complete it due to the injury to her Yuan Shen, but the five meridians have already merged."

Wang Xianmao couldn't count how many times his face suddenly changed color today.

Fate is really unpredictable, and too many things happened beyond the old patriarch's expectations.

"You mean?"

Hongmei choked up and said resignedly.

"Yes, my wife's remains are in the small cave in her purple mansion.

Therefore, the people from Wolong Temple couldn’t find it, and neither could the independent practitioners.

She is not in this world, but in the cave heaven!"

　Now, brothers, have you noticed that I didn’t just come up with a new plot on the spur of the moment, but a complete plot with a beginning and an end.

　　Because of the control of the mysterious master, Red Eyebrows, who had been covered with a layer of skin, could no longer hide.

　　Decided to confess proactively in exchange for a certain amount of bargaining space.

　　All the plots are consistent and integrated, and I didn’t write them randomly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)