Chapter 17 Wangjialing

Wang Hao, who returned to the room, did not know about the conversation between the two. If he knew, he would definitely cry out for injustice.

Heaven and earth are conscientious, Wang Hao is really not playing a pitiful game. He has been practicing magic for the past few years. It is inevitable that his robe will be damaged due to bumps and bruises. It is not that he has no money to buy it, but he has not been out recently. Who would have thought that he would be bumped into by the two of them!

Wang Hao was thinking about the gift. Of course, he could not give it, but isn't this asking for help?

The golden silk apricots on the farm have already produced several crops. In order to upgrade the red soil, Wang Hao sold several batches. Now there are hundreds of stocks in the warehouse, but this thing is owned by the Wang family, it is not new, and it is difficult to explain the source if he takes it out.

Another thing is the red blood ginseng planted on the red soil. The oldest one acre has reached fifty years, which is considered a first-class spiritual medicine, but it is also not precious enough. It is too common!

Wang Hao finally chose a white snow lotus, which was only forty years old. However, this kind of spiritual medicine is rare. Qingniufang has not seen one for several years. It is no problem to sell a fifty-year-old one for hundreds of spiritual stones, which is almost catching up with the common second-level low-grade spiritual medicine!

At this time, Wang Hao felt that he had too few things and wasted six pieces of red land in vain. At the same time, he also strengthened his determination to leave the market. He could live in seclusion in cultivation, but he had to fight for resources!

On the day agreed with Wang Wenmei and her brother and sister, Wang Hao was ready to set off. In order to prevent the golden-eyed duck from making trouble on the road, Wang Hao decided to feed it first.

Wang Hao released the golden-eyed duck, took out several pieces of monster meat, threw them on the ground, and finished them in a few seconds, but it was still not satisfied, and "quacked" in its mouth.

Wang Hao threw it several pounds of monster meat, and the golden-eyed duck was satisfied, but it was not as noisy as usual, but drowsy.

"Is this a sign of advancement?" Wang Hao muttered to himself. The advancement of spirit beasts is different from that of cultivators. Basically, they just need to "eat" enough.

Wang Hao took out a red essence grass from the warehouse. It is a spiritual medicine commonly used to refine some solid foundation and nourishing pills. Wang Hao does not have this kind of pill recipe now, but for spirit beasts, taking it raw can already exert more than 70% of its medicinal effect.

Handed it to the golden-eyed duck's mouth, the golden-eyed duck opened its mouth and swallowed the whole spiritual grass, squinting comfortably.

Wang Hao saw that it was in good condition, so he ignored it, put it into the spirit beast bag, and walked towards the Wang family shop.

Wang Yanfeng was already waiting, as well as Wang Wenmei and his sister. The two of them came to the market to deliver invitations to each family. After completing the task, they naturally went back together.

The four of them greeted each other and got on a carriage powered by a wind-chasing horse. The four of them were all Qi-training cultivators and could not fly with swords. The Wang family was not wealthy enough to equip the Qi-training clansmen with flying boats or flying spirit beasts, so they could only use a carriage.

However, this wind-chasing horse was also a first-class superior spirit beast. It was very fast and could travel a thousand miles a day without any problem. It also had excellent endurance.

Wangjialing, where the Wang family was located, was only five thousand miles away and could be reached in less than five days.

Along the way, Wang Wenmei was quite enthusiastic and told Wang Hao a lot about the Wang family's residence. Wang Hao was not that kind of cold-faced person. After a few visits, the relationship between the few people became quite close.

It is said that Wangjialing was formerly called Crouching Tiger Mountain, which was the territory of a second-class superior demon tiger. Later, it was killed by the ancestor of the Wang family. After the family was established here, it was renamed Wangjialing. Its spiritual veins were second-class superior. It was not a problem to raise two or three foundation-building cultivators and hundreds of Qi-training cultivators, but more would not be enough!

The Wang family now has three people who have established their foundations. The spiritual veins are estimated to be unable to support them. I am afraid that there will be some actions in the future. Of course, all this is just Wang Hao's guess!

Wang Hao went out for the first time and was still very curious about the outside world. He looked at the scenery and chatted along the way, which was not boring.

During this time, Wang Wenzhi asked Wang Hao how to improve his cultivation. Wang Hao told him about the spirit gathering array and said that he could refine pills, so the speed was so fast. The two brothers and sisters had never gone out to practice, and were easily fooled by Wang Hao.

Wang Yanfeng was not so easy. The consumption of the spirit gathering array and the spirit pill was not low, and it was not something that ordinary people could afford. However, he thought it was the savings left by Wang Hao's mother or given by Wang Yanzhao, so he did not ask more.

The shape of Wangjialing is like a huge semicircle, nearly thirty miles long and ten miles wide. The terrain is high in the south and low in the north, and the highest point is more than four hundred feet!

There is a mountain gate at the foot of the mountain. The Wang family sent out invitations a year ago. Now that the date is approaching, some guests have come to Wangjialing. The Wang family also sent people to the foot of the mountain to receive them, so as not to neglect the guests.

A middle-aged cultivator at the ninth level of foundation building was guarding the mountain gate with four young men.

Seeing the carriage, the middle-aged cultivator said, "Guests are coming. Dress up and be energetic. We represent the Wang family."

A green wind-chasing horse galloped along the road with a carriage. Four cultivators sat on it. It was Wang Hao and his party!

"Brother, stop busying yourself. It's me!" Wang Yanfeng shouted from a distance.

The middle-aged monk smiled when he heard this: "It turned out to be my eighth brother. I thought it was another guest!"

"Oh, what's the matter? Are you disappointed to see me, brother?"

"You kid, you dare to tease me after a few years of experience!" He looked at the carriage and found Wang Hao, and asked: "Who is this?"

"This is my second brother's eldest son Wang Hao," Wang Yanfeng pulled Wang Hao out of the car and introduced him: "Wang Hao, this is your uncle Wang Yanzhong, come and greet him!"

The warm scene stagnated, and Wang Hao's face turned cold unconsciously. It was this person who took Wang Yanzhao away from the market without even leaving a message to Qin Xiu'er.

Although Wang Hao did not inherit the emotions of his original body, he still despised such people. It was fine if he did not agree to the marriage, but didn't he need to explain it to the woman?

Wang Yanfeng also shuddered and suddenly remembered what happened. He slapped his forehead in regret, "Brother, I just remembered that I have something to report. We'll leave first, you are busy!" With a look, Wen Mei and Wen Zhi, the brothers and sisters, immediately lifted one of Wang Hao's arms and pulled him back onto the carriage! Wang Yanfeng whipped the wind-chasing horse hard without saying a word...

When he could no longer see Wang Yanzhong and others, he slowed down the car and sighed, "Wang Hao, Uncle Ba is not clear about what happened back then, and he won't comment on it, but it seems that Second Brother wants you to recognize your ancestors and return to your roots. If you want to live in the Wang family, you must..."

Wang Hao waved his hand to stop him, "Uncle Ba, I understand, but I have never thought about returning to the Wang family, and I will not live in Wangjialing!"

He came here for the subsequent exercises of the Red Lotus Fantasy Wood Heart Sutra. As for the others, he really looked down on them.

Wang Yanfeng frowned and his expression became serious: "Hey, you should discuss it with your second brother at this time, go!"

The carriage stopped at the square halfway up the mountain! The square is quite large, and all the guests invited to the foundation-building ceremony got off here. In the middle of the square stands a huge bluestone with three big characters "Wangjialing" written on it.

Further up is the important land of the Wang family, where horses cannot pass. Only courtyards are built on the mountain. The top of the mountain is shrouded in fog, so it is not clear.

A bluestone staircase leads directly to the top of the mountain. There are many pavilions along the way. Walking along the mountain, there are bamboo forests, streams, and waterfalls. It is quite unique. It is also a 5A-level scenic spot on Blue Star.