More than a hundred years have passed, and I don’t know what the Jiuzhou Continent is like today. The Blood Demon Sect should still be there, right? After all, Lingxue Zhenren is a Nascent Soul monk and has a life span of thousands of years. No one on the Jiuzhou Continent can do anything about it.
He poses a threat. After so many years, the seven sects must have been completely subdued by the Blood Demon Sect. But I wonder how the old friends in Qingfeng Palace are doing now?
Just when Qingyang was thinking wildly, he had already arrived at the edge of the Kyushu Continent. Not far ahead, near the outer sea, was a large city of scattered cultivators. Qingyang remembered that the name of this city was Ziyan City, and it was from here that he took the Wantong Pavilion.
The spiritual ship left the Kyushu continent.
Considering that the current situation on the Jiuzhou Continent is unclear, and it is not known to what extent the Blood Demon Sect has developed, Qingyang feels that it is better not to reveal the true cultivation level for the time being. I remember that there were not many high-level monks on the Jiuzhou Continent, and Nascent Soul
Not to mention the monks, there are only one or two hundred Jindan monks. They are all high-level people of various sects and are well-known figures. The revealed cultivation level is too high for inconvenience, so Qingyang used the breath gathering technique to reduce the cultivation level.
After adjusting to the late stage of foundation building, he put away the wind-controlling gourd and dropped it to the ground, swaggering towards the Purple Smoke City.
His cultivation in the late stage of foundation building is not too conspicuous on the Jiuzhou Continent, but he is also a high-level monk in Ziyan City. All the monks he met on the road were respectful to him. When he arrived at the city gate, Qingyang casually threw the city entrance fee to him.
Guards at the city gate, and then smoothly entered Ziyan City without stopping.
Ziyan City is still as lively as it was more than a hundred years ago, and even the layout of the city has not changed. It's just that things have changed, and the people now are definitely not the people they used to be.
There are many smart young people at the gate of the city. Whenever they see a foreign monk, they will take the initiative to act as a guide. They are all monks born and raised in Ziyan City. Their cultivation is not high and there is no other way to make money.
To collect spiritual stones, you can only work as a guide for others to earn some spiritual stones to support your family.
Seeing Qingyang's late-stage foundation-building cultivation revealed, many people hesitated. Only a young man who looked very thin bravely stepped forward to greet Qingyang, saluted Qingyang, and then said: "Senior, I'm here
Wang Zaiyuan, you can call me Xiao Wang. I have lived in this Ziyan City since I was a child and am very familiar with the surrounding environment. I wonder if you, senior, need me as a guide?"
Listening to the other party's seemingly familiar words and looking at the other party's vaguely familiar appearance, Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little dazed. The past seemed to be in front of him. Wang Zaiyuan was really destined. Qingyang nodded, then looked at the other party and said: "Wang Cheng
Who are you Gu?"
Wang Zaiyuan was very surprised and said: "Senior, do you recognize my great-grandfather?"
As long as a monk has not broken through the foundation building, his lifespan will not increase significantly. However, low-level monks like Wang Chenggu have not yet broken away from the category of mortals. It is considered good if they can live to be a hundred years old. For more than 110 years, ordinary people
People can indeed reproduce for several generations. If Qingyang had not embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he would have been dead for many years, and Xiping Temple has been passed down for several generations.
Qingyang said: "He was my guide when I came to Ziyan City more than a hundred years ago."
Even though he had known for a long time that Qingyang was a Foundation Establishment monk, Wang Zaiyuan still couldn't help but take a breath. He met his great-grandfather more than a hundred years ago. He was an old senior. He was worthy of being a Foundation Establishment monk. After so many years,
My great-grandfather has passed away a long time ago, but this man seems to be younger than himself.
When Wang Zaiyuan looked at Qingyang, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Could it be that you are Senior Qingyang?"
"Do you recognize me?" Qingyang asked in surprise.
Hearing Qingyang's admission, Wang Zaiyuan was immediately excited and said: "I don't recognize Senior Qingyang, but I didn't have an impression until I heard some things about my great-grandfather back then and heard the elders talk about his general appearance. My great-grandfather was just
The monk at the bottom of Ziyan City struggled to make ends meet by working as a guide for others, until he later met Senior Qingyang, who was very generous. From then on, my great-grandfather became prosperous, and gradually established a foothold in Ziyan City, and had a small business.
.It’s a pity that the Wang family has insufficient foundation, and my great-grandfather finally stopped in the late stage of Qi refining. After that, my grandfather and father had average qualifications, and the Wang family gradually declined. In my generation, I had to come out to be a guide again."
Late-stage Qi-refining monks are considered to be at the middle level in casual cultivating cities like Ziyan City. If Wang Chenggu can cross the threshold of a foundation-building monk, the Wang family may be able to develop into a medium-sized family. Unfortunately, Wang Chenggu cannot.
After his death, the Wang family returned to their old ways.
The more than 20 spirit stones that Qingyang casually rewarded back then were nothing to Qingyang, but to Wang Chenggu, who was at the lowest level and only had the cultivation level of opening the pulse realm, it was a great fortune. From then on, the Wang family
Gradually becoming prosperous and grateful for Qingyang's kindness, Wang Chenggu has never forgotten this matter, hoping that one day he can thank Qingyang in person. However, a hundred years have passed, Wang Chenggu has died, the Wang family has declined again, and Qingyang has never come back.
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Since we are acquaintances, it should be more convenient to do things. Qingyang said: "Your great-grandfather did a good job. I am still deeply impressed. I came to Ziyan City this time to inquire about some information. If you provide it here,
If the news satisfies me, I will not miss out on your reward, even if it restores the glory of the Wang family to your great-grandfather's time, it is not a bad idea."
Restore the glory of the Wang family? Hearing this, Wang Zaiyuan suddenly became short of breath. He did not expect that what happened to his great-grandfather would also happen to him. The Wang family was also very wealthy at the beginning. Both his great-grandfather and grandfather were Qi refining monks, and even
He was willing to buy a pulse-opening pill for his father. It was not until his great-grandfather and grandfather passed away one after another that the Wang family began to decline. His father exhausted all the family wealth and was unable to break through Qi training. Later, he died in depression, leaving him alone in the world for three to five months.
They can't even earn a single spiritual stone, they have experienced all the warmth and ups and downs of the world, and they have tasted all the ups and downs of life.
If he could restore the glory of the Wang family, he would be willing to pay more. Thinking of this, Wang Zaiyuan fell to his knees and said: "Thank you for your mercy, senior. No matter what senior wants to know, I will try my best to find out for you."
, go through fire and water without hesitation.”
Qingyang waved his hand and said: "It doesn't need to be so serious. I don't need you, a small cultivator in the Kaimai Realm, to go through fire and water. I just want to understand some basic conditions of the immortal world in Jiuzhou Continent and tell you what you know.
Let me tell you all the details, and I will judge whether it is useful or not."
Listening to what Qingyang said, Wang Zaiyuan finally understood why he had not seen senior Qingyang for so many years. It turned out that he had gone to the outer sea. Whether it was for the sake of the spirit stone or the friendship back then, Qingyang