Golden Pavilion.
At first, when Wang Yulong first arrived in the He Wan Fish Village, he simply wanted to consolidate people's hearts by building a high platform and, in the long-term coexistence state, use differences in height to convey subtle suggestions of his inner and subconscious thoughts. This would symbolically enhance the authority of his position.
Later, by a twist of fate, old Cui became the actual person in charge of the high platform. This man was tough enough; after being caught red-handed for exaggerating and applying pressure, he quickly turned into a docile grandchild, tirelessly working on civil engineering for two full months.
Even to the point where he changed his appearance as much as possible in the hearts of his friend, Wang Yulong, Cui Dingyi went all out and laid gold bricks on the high platform.
The high platform stands at seven chi in height, with stones one chi wide and four chi long as the foundation. From a distance, it appears as if a small hill has been erected on the flat ground.
"Do you like heights? Who can be higher than you!"
Standing at the foot of the high platform's stone steps with his son Cui Yanzong, Cui Dingyi couldn't help but grouse to himself about the golden bricks covering the walls.
Opposite the two were Zhang Xuewu, but Zhang Xuewu did not have a spouse, let alone children.
During this time before Wang Yulong arrived, the two actually stood guard under the stone steps of the high platform.
The effect of image building is fully revealed at this moment. A tyrannical yet clever, and powerful son of a noble family, there is no image more awe-inspiring than the current Wang Yulong to his subordinates.
Arrogance can quickly convey a presence filled with aggression, while clever speech and tactics can mitigate the backlash from the aggression itself. With the added weight of strength and background, his subordinates naturally dare not defy his orders.
"Cui senior, Zhang senior, let's bring the people up to the platform now. Wang senior is about to arrive."
Qin Chuiran arrived at the front of the stage in a hurry and organized the work for the next ceremony.
"Churan, you've worked hard. I wonder how we should move that manor to the stage?"
"Old Cui asked seemingly carelessly."
In fact, he had already learned from a fellow disciple that Wang Yulong's current residence, the Lingmu Mansion, was a special artifact, lying between the realms of artifacts and spirit items.
In normal circumstances, only senior cultivators with martial arts are able to use it, and he was eagerly looking forward to Wang Yulong's embarrassment when he came out.
Your family's elders may be cultivated to a high level, but that does not equate to your own cultivation!
"I'm not sure. Churan still has to arrange the viewing ceremony for the villagers. I hope, Senior Cui, you will forgive me for leaving you in my absence."
Qin Chuiran retorted a troublesome Senior Cui and turned his head without looking back, leading two teams of warriors to organize the commoners to kneel and show their gratitude towards Wang Yulong's seniors.
"Father, she..." Cui Yanzong, the elder son of Senior Cui, was about to speak negatively about Qin Chuiran for being overly obsequious to Wang Yulong. However, his father turned his head and gave him a severe look.
My goodness, the anger in that gaze was so intense, it seemed to have transferred all the wrath towards Wang Yulong's senior onto the son.
Idiot, shut up!
She is now the dog of that one, can we afford to provoke her?
Of course, Cui Dingyi didn't say the latter part out loud, and couldn't say it either. However, their little interaction between father and son was all heard and seen by Zhang Xuewu across from them.
"Ha ha ha, Senior Cui, let's go up together."
Zhang Xuewu put down his ears and smilingly invited the discredited old Cui to climb the stage together.
Seeing his father and Old Zhang climb the stage, Cui Dingyi wanted to follow, but was blocked by another Qigong cultivator of the ninth level from the Cui family who they had suppressed in the past.
One, two, three. The former first-ranked Qigong cultivator of the He Wan Fish Village, Cui Yanzong, the son, was actually pushed to the middle of the Qigong cultivator team according to his actual abilities.
Wrapped from the front and back, Cui Yanzong seemed to realize something, his face turning shades of green, white, and red in quick succession, as if he had just opened a dyeing workshop.
Leading the way, Cui Dingyi, walking side by side with Zhang Xuewu, maintained a natural expression. However, it was only the hand behind his back that he was subtly squeezing.
"It's not easy for Senior Dingyi, isn't it? Zhi zhi, those gold bricks, I heard they were personally cast one by one by Senior Dingyi with the fire method?"
Zhang Xuewu seemed to be chatting, but in reality, he was mocking how things had changed for Old Cui.
In the past, when Old Cui fought with him, he could sometimes press him down by half a head. Now, as a dignified guardsman cultivator, he has degenerated into a man with a dusty head.
Little Old Cui, it's so funny.
It's still my Zhang Xuewu who is witty and intelligent, knows when to adapt to circumstances, and has hugged the thigh of Senior Wang Yulong in the first place. I've been licking it all the way up to today.
"Of course, of course. Senior Wang Yulong building a high platform to respond in time to beastly demons is a good and great thing for the He Wan Fish Village."
I, a poor kid who grew up eating fish in the He Wan Fish Village, naturally support it. Being able to do my part is what I should do.
"Even if I had to cast gold coats on the bricks one by one, I would do it myself. Even just laying the bricks, I wanted to do it myself. But time doesn't wait, so I can only do my utmost."
Hearing Cui Dingyi's roundabout way of farting, Zhang Xuewu held back his anger and finally didn't roll his eyes. He just silently stopped answering.
In terms of praising himself, he is far inferior to Cui Dingyi. After all, Old Cui has come from the bottom and is over a hundred years old. He is unquestionably a "living corpse who has committed theft."
The group climbed the golden platform and stood on the platform at the front half of it.
The top of the golden platform is a spacious area, but the platform is divided into two levels.
The back layer of the upper level is somewhat larger and serves as the place for Wang Yulong's family residence.
The next level is close to the stairs and slightly closer to the front. It is a bit smaller than the platform where the family residence is placed.
This two-level staggered layout was also a request of Wang Yulong.
The aesthetics of architecture can be seen as an extension and expansion of ideological power. The physical existence of the building itself is a manifestation of the real symbolism of ideological power.
The seven chi tall golden pavilion stands in the He Wan Fish Village, symbolizing that Wang Yulong's power and status exist there.
Further emphasizing this power and status, the division of the platform into upper and lower levels, with Wang Yulong's mansion on the upper level while other cultivators must stand on the lower level to pay respects, reinforces this existence.
Because Cui Dingyi himself was suspicious of Wang Yulong's plan to build a high platform, he used the strategy of praising loyalty to expand the situation and cast suspicions on Wang Yulong.
But his vigilance was only a reminder from past experiences, vague and lacking a systematic structure. Moreover, it lacked abstract theoretical guidance in the form of metaphysics.
Therefore, it was only when he accompanied Zhang Xuewu and led a group of Qigong cultivators to stand in line on the platform, in the midst of the cultivators' tense and reverent reactions, that he realized the seriousness of the problem.
But it is too late.
"Venerable fellow cultivators, esteemed elders, Senior Wang has finished preparing over there. The arrangements for the ordinary people have also been made, and we are about to begin the relocation ceremony of the family residence."
Wait a moment."
Qin Chuiran rushed up to the high platform again and instructed the Qigong cultivators on the platform on how to proceed next.
However, after she finished her instructions, she suddenly approached Zhang Xuewu and respectfully asked Senior Cui a question.
"Senior Cui, Senior Wang asked me to ask you, will the platform suddenly collapse?"
"When did a woman who gained Senior Wang Yulong's favor with her appearance dare to look down on me like this?"
Senior Cui stared intently at the beautiful Fuchan, his eyes like burning torches, and replied in a tone that clearly expressed each word.
"Of course not."
Zhang Xuewu saw this old thing looking like he was about to explode and wanted to open his mouth to mediate.
But Fuchan had already spoken first.
"That's good. Today, Senior Fan Zhuoqiu of the Jiu Chui elders and Senior Wu Faxian of the Grand Service Hall will also be here to observe the ceremony. If there is a problem, Senior Wang Yulong will definitely punish me. Fortunately, there is Senior Cui."
"Senior Wang said that he trusts Senior Cui's ability to handle the matter!"
Qin Chuiran's words were laced with sarcasm, neither soft nor hard, setting Senior Cui Dingyi's heart on fire. But he could only smile and bear it.
Fan Zhuoqiu is the disciple of Jiu Chui and represents Wang Yulong's support in Di Shui Cave, which is associated with Jiu family's Chui.
Wu Faxian may not have a strong background, but he is a person who has many contacts and is very adept at handling matters. Now, he has even climbed to the position of the executive officer in the Merit Hall.
These two people, either of them are things that Cui Dingyi cannot afford to provoke.
Qin Chuiran rushed off again, today Wang Yulong entrusted her with all the arrangements for the event. For her, it's both a confirmation and a challenge, and she feels some pressure in her heart.
However, so far, the girl has done quite well. At least her last confrontation with Cui Dingyi was handled very well.
Yes, letting Cui Dingyi repair the golden platform and water gate, Wang Yulong practices the principle of "employing a person's past mistakes is better than employing their present merits."
Now that the golden pavilion is ready, the water gate is even better prepared, it's time to kill the donkey after unloading its burden.
If Old Cui's matters are not settled, Wang Yulong's position as the leader of the He Wan Fish Village will not be secure.
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On the other side, Wang Yulong's mansion.
Fan Zhuoqiu and Wu Faxian had been seated for a long time. As juniors, they were not familiar with the legendary Wang Xianzhou and merely regarded this person as Wang Rongzhou, who was average in talent and cultivation.
However, despite this, they still have a high opinion of Wang Yulong in their hearts.
This person is undoubtedly the core descendant of the Kingdom of Anbei, and when he comes to the sacred realm for cultivation, he even brings along a bodyguard and a nanny.
Seeing Qin Chuiran quietly walking into the hall, nodding to himself from the side, Wang Yulong smiled and interrupted the idle chatter of the others.
"Senior Fan and Senior Wu, the time is almost up."
I called you two here today for the relocation because I need to borrow your powers.
I hope the two seniors don't mind. As an apprentice, I am not very powerful now, so I cannot move things easily."
Hearing Wang Yulong's words, Wu Faxian pretended to be angry and said.
"Hey? Wang Yulong, what's that about? We are like brothers, I, old Wu, should definitely help!"
Fan Zhuoqiu, on the other hand, smiled and shook his head, pointing to Wang Yulong.
"Yes, Wang Yulong, you are too polite."
Wang Yulong naturally made an apology, and then accompanied the two to fly into the sky.
The old nurse Wang Rongzhou, however, flew on his broken flying boat, unnoticeably floating by and acting as a minor character.
Wang Xianzhou: It's good, it's good. You can open up the situation in no time after your arrival, and there's no reason for it.
"Father, look!"
Cui Yanzong on the golden platform noticed the situation across the river and pulled his father's sleeve.
Cui Dingyi lifted his eyes and looked into the distance. He saw three Qigong cultivators standing in two flying boats, Wu Faxian driving the boat, and Fan Zhuoqiu pushing down the law in the boat.
The vast spiritual wood residence, under the control of their powers, slowly shrank and gradually became a square of ten chi in size.
"Wang Yulong cultivation friend, like this, it's the limit of my abilities. My teacher can shrink to the size of a palm on that day, I naturally cannot do it." Fan Zhuoqiu smiled bitterly and explained to Wang Yulong.
Wang Xianzhou nodded slightly. The core disciples of Di Shui Cave were still strong in their cultivation base, and this Fan Zhuoqiu had at least three to four times the strength of Wang Xianzhou when he was young.
Of course, this does not mean that three Fan Zhuoqius could defeat Wang Xianzhou.
The difference in their abilities is roughly equivalent to the situation where Wang Xianzhou can kill through ten groups of force without being exhausted, and the other party can only endure three beatings before dying.
The calculation of strength is very complex, and sometimes a small difference can make the difference between life and death.
Cui Dingyi stood beside Zhang Xuewu, watching the few figures from a distance as they gradually flew over, both feeling a mix of emotions.
Zhang Xuewu was thinking, "In the future, I can take over."
Cui Dingyi was calculating when Wang Yulong could get out of the way and leave the He Wan Fish Village.
Why should such a demon-like existence waste their time in the He Wan Fish Village?
Why didn't your family send you to Di Shui Tian or Xian Zhen Fu instead?
It's simple, because Di Shui Tian and Xian Zhen Fu have people from Zi Fu family to occupy positions
"Immortals! Mom, look, there are so many immortals in the sky!"
A little girl with horns and dressed in red clothes is crouching in her mother's embrace, pointing to the sky and shouting at the top of her lungs.
The mother is afraid that the little girl's loud shouting is too rude, so she pulls her ears and whispers in a low voice to scare her.
"Don't talk, those are not immortals, they are man-eating ghosts!"
"Your shout is too loud, they will come down and eat you!"
She was saying "wolf is coming" as if she was making up stories, but this naive mortal woman didn't know what spiritual consciousness was, nor did she understand that the Daoist Immortal could keep an eye on everyone inside the cave at any time. That's why she dared to make such bold statements.
Of course, Wang Yulong and the Immortal would not care about her words.
Ignorance can also be a path to happiness, but it is a fragile one.
"Hmm? Wang Yulong, what are you doing?"
Wu Faxian noticed the crowd on the platform.
As an old fart, he believes that he understands the desire of Wang Yulong and other large-scale disciples to create a show, so he doesn't have many thoughts about the Golden Platform.
It's just a golden mountain.
He's not one to have never seen something bizarre!
But Wang Yulong only said that they were moving today, and he didn't say that it would be a big deal. Wu Faxian suspects that he may have been used.
When he saw that the people of He Wan Fish Village were all waiting on the streets below, his feeling of being used was even stronger. He looked at Wang Yulong with a strange expression.
Wang Yulong smiled slightly. Brother Wu, I like to tell the truth, but sometimes I also tell little lies.
However, since the people have already come, it's impossible to refuse Wang Yulong's small request.
"Lending the power of two brothers to use, my cultivation is low, and I am a newcomer to He Wan Fish Village, so it is difficult to open up work."
Fan Zhuoqiu's eyes flickered, and he said.
"You see, Brother Wu, I said that Wang Yulong is not ordinary. The young people of this generation are stronger than the previous one. We are all getting old."
That night, Iron Tortoise Dragon attacked Bai Mao Fishing Village. Ji Yuan, Lin Ying, and Wang Yulong, three disciples of the Blue Water Pavilion, were all there. However, only Wang Yulong reported to Chui's pool that Iron Tortoise Dragon may have been domesticated by someone.
This matter, although there is still no result, has already caused a fierce dispute up there, which can be said that Wang Yulong has handed over a good sword.
As a disciple of Chui, Fan Zhuoqiu naturally gives Wang Yulong face.
"Haha, Brother Fan is right. We'll support Wang Yulong when we're on the side."
With Fan Zhuoqiu leading the way, backed by the Chui lineage, Wu Faxian would naturally give him a favor.
"The feelings between the two seniors, Wang Yulong will remember in his heart. We will talk over dinner later."
Fan Zhuoqiu nodded and manipulated the mansion, which had shrunk to one chi square, to the exact middle of the Golden Pavilion.
Then, with a move of his power, the spiritual wood mansion rapidly grew and expanded back to its original size, quickly becoming a mansion again in a moment.
Many disciples who had never seen them before were immediately stunned by their appearance.
Cultivation, is being in the Qigong period considered as alchemy? The growth of one's cultivation can only be achieved by piling up time, it's a complete waste of life.
Only when one reaches the Qigong level can one be considered an alchemist. With a mere lift of his hand, Fan Zhuoqiu can easily move a mansion that weighs several thousand pounds, and the spiritual wood mansion can instantly shrink to small and then expand back to large.
It can be said that this is the closest they have ever seen to the means of an Immortal.
The ordinary people who were observing the ceremony under the Golden Platform fell to their knees and began to sing the respects for the Daoist Immortal's title - giving thanks.
From this perspective, Wang Yulong and the other cultivators of Di Shui Cave are just the tentacles through which the Daoist Immortal collects gratitude from the mortals.
"Gentlemen, today the Golden Platform is completed, and my mansion has been moved to the platform.
We have practiced the art of cooperation for nearly two months. It's not bad. Well, I'm going to set up a rotation system.
In the future, the frequency of patrolling outside the He Wan Fish Village each day will slightly decrease, and the spare manpower will rotate to guard the Golden Platform.
"Looking from a high place, if an evil beast attacks, it can be notified in a timely manner."
"What do you think?"
Wang Yulong stood at the doorway of the mansion, and due to the height difference, he was a head taller than everyone else on the platform.
Wang Yulong's gaze swept over Zhang Xuewu's face, and he obeyed.
Wang Yulong's gaze swept over Cui Dingyi's face, and he obeyed.
He looked at the Qigong cultivators, each one bowing their heads, submitting.
Finally, he looked at the martial artists who had reached the high-level of Tianqi realm, and they also submitted.
"Wang Yulong's move is good. Pulling people closer, slowly, naturally they will get closer to him and further away from the other two."
Over there, Wu Faxian flying in the air commented.
"At such a young age, he knows how to borrow power to control people, and he has a bright future." Fan Zhuoqiu deeply agrees.
No one will look down on you because of your eating habits. If there are people who do, then they are either idiots or pretending to be dead - there is no third possibility.
Wang Yulou admires Qin Churuan's ambition, just as Zhou Yingxi admires his own. Those who want to move forward will naturally gather together.
However, the elderly Wang Rongzhou expressed his opinion on Fan Zhuoqiu and Wu Faxian: "You two are shallow, shallow."
Reducing the frequency of patrols actually increases the risk of each patrol.
If the patrol area is centered on the He Wan village and divided into different patrol ranges along the Xiu Shui Lake, then the longer the patrol cycle, the higher the accumulated risk within each patrol area will be.
That phrase is like this - "Mill it a little, either die or invest."
Lowering the patrol frequency corresponds to increasing the intensity of "grinding" —— sending Guangdong Military to beat down* is not just beating down*; it also serves as a way to suppress local military leaders.
Setting up a rotation system for the Golden Platform garrison is to gather the Qigong cultivators around friend Wang Yulou — establishing a dynamic anti-ghost support leading group, with friend Wang Yulou as the group leader, continuously transferring Qigong cultivators to rotate as members of the group.
One to one, Cui Dingyi's little force will eventually be destroyed!
Under the condition of not using force, not breaking faces, and not jumping out of the rules, Wang Yulou's approach to this situation impressed Wang Xianzhou deeply.
Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Xianzhou smiled and looked expectantly at Wang Yulou in front of the crowd.
"None of you have any objections? Then let's go ahead like this."
Wang Yulong was about to end the moving today when suddenly, someone shouted.
"Ancestor Wang! Ancestor Wang! I want to report! I want to report!"
Suddenly, there is a change!
Today's moving ceremony was like inviting an old man to watch a music performance, Wang Yulou tried several times to test Cui Dingyi's ability, after confirming that Cui Dingyi could endure it, he directly communicated with Li Changming to give orders.
Break the confrontation, tear apart the two-faced man, the village evil spirit of He Wan Fish Village, and Cui Dingyi's mask of a big rat!
Facing Li Changming, who was banging his head against the ground and repeatedly bowing, everyone from He Wan Fish Village except for Qin Churuan changed their expressions.
Who doesn't have a few pounds of shit on their ass?
Put it on the scale, everyone can't lift it.
In front of Wang Yulong, who is rooted and straight, and whose power and position are both heavy, whoever he wants to deal with will be the meat on the chopping board!
Qin Churuan doesn't panic because she is almost the same shape as Wang Yulou, she is one of her own people.
As everyone was still in fear and worry, Wang Yulou's face turned dark green, and he pointed at Li Changming, who was banging his head against the ground, and shouted.
"Pull him away, what kind of manner is this!"
A few nearby martial artists and Qigong cultivators quickly helped Li Changming up.
Because Li Changming is not tall, when he is carried by others, his feet are lifted off the ground.
Seeing that the complainant was subdued, Wang Yulou looked at Wu and Fan in the sky and said.
"Brother Wu, Brother Fan, if you don't discipline your disciples well, I apologize today. Let's go, we have prepared a moving banquet in advance. Hahahaha."
Seeing Wang Yulou's reaction, all the cultivators in He Wan Fish Village realized that yes, with an outsider around, this Li Changming was slapping Wang Yulou's face by reporting randomly.
This brute is too dumb!
Fan Zhuoqiu and Wu Faxian, who had not yet reacted, looked at each other with mutual understanding. They would not refuse Wang Yulou's invitation. They landed and were about to accompany Wang Yulou into the mansion.
Unfortunately, no one noticed that the elderly Wang Rongzhou's face was full of smiles.
Calculate step by step to achieve step by step, Wang Yulou, you little guy, you have a trick.
Just as Wang Yulou, Zhang Cui, Fan Zhuoqiu and Wu Faxian were leaving, the Li Changming, who was being carried, spoke again.
As he struggled in the air with his feet barely touching the air, he shouted desperately.
"Ancestor Wang! Ancestor Wang! I want to report Cui Yanzong! I want to report Cui Yanzong!"
Wu Faxian was startled for a moment, and then he smiled at Wang Yulou, and they communicated through spirit communication.
"Wang Yulou, one meal isn't enough."
"Two meals, that's enough."
"You have a knack for this, what do you want to do with him?"
"What can you do? He is a local tyrant. If I couldn't handle it, I wouldn't be forced to this extent."
"Alright, I understand."
Wu Faxian patted Wang Yulou on the shoulder and then looked at Cui Dingyi.
This old man Wu Faxian also knows, is an interesting one, after the reverse refinement of the five spiritual roots, he somehow refined it into a Qigong third layer.
In the past, Old Cui didn't hesitate to make connections, hoping to find a way for himself.
Unfortunately, he is too old and has too low a cultivation level, so no powerful faction is willing to accept him - he has no exploitative value.
Cui Dingyi is such an old hand, how can he not see through Wang Yulou's purpose in inviting two Qigong late-stage cultivators here?
He was just pretending to want to suppress it a moment ago, but now, upon hearing the name Cui Yanzong, he stopped in his tracks.
Haha, it's really black!
What the hell!
"Yulou friend, I..."
Cui Dingyi's beard shook, as if he wanted to explain something.
Wang Yulou waved his hand and said seriously.
"I understand. This unknown warrior smeared Cui Dao's son, and I will definitely give you an explanation!"
Looking at Wu Faxian with a smile on his face behind Wang Yulou and Fan Zhuoqiu's serious expression, Cui Dingyi's head felt a little dizzy.
"I, I, Yulou"
"Old Cui, there's no need to say anymore. I understand. Today, my two elder brothers happen to be here. You can rest assured."
While saying that, Wang Yulou led Zhang Xuewu back across the threshold and into the mansion's courtyard - entering the hall!
Seeing the four people leave, Cui Dingyi wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.
Apologize?
I have already apologized!
I personally casted gold bricks for you to build the Golden Platform.
Wang Yulou, I only want to send you away as soon as possible. Why do you still not want to let me go?
Zhang Xuewu turned back and looked at the old Cui, their eyes met, and he smiled, full of ridicule.
Being mocked by his old rival, Cui Dingyi's heart was about to explode. His muscles and whiskers were trembling.
Even this dumb-looking fool can mock me, does he deserve it?
If my cultivation were better, you Zhang Xuewu would be me today!
"Let him go, let him explain what's going on. Why did he smear old Cui?"
Wang Yulou's first order made all the cultivators from He Wan Fish Village present realize that something had gone wrong!
Wang Yulou had trained Cui Dingyi a few times before, and many people had heard about it or even witnessed it directly.
Now, their conflict is on the verge of exploding.
Some of the loyal hounds that Cui Dingyi had nurtured were even more anxious. Teacher Cui, they are going to harm you! They are going to harm you!
"Ancestor Wang, Cui Yanzong privately collected spiritual fish and avoided our sect and you."
He told the fishermen who sold spiritual fish that the sect was a demonic lair that sucked bone marrow out, and each fish had to be collected and only for some useless credit of the Quan Gong Palace.
Only his father, Cui Dingyi, is a native of He Wan Fish Village. If they want to sell fish, they can find them anytime!"
Li Changming had been collecting news for two months, and he naturally had some results. These words were even something he had heard from Cui Yanzong's mouth.
"You are slandering me, you are defaming me! When did I ever bypass the sect and secretly collect spiritual fish!"
Senior Wang, please do not believe the false sect that defies Cui's family and restores our reputation for the Cui family!"
Looking at the two unknown Qigong cultivators, Cui Yanzong's legs were trembling, but he knew he had to defend himself.
Even the dumber creatures understand that protecting their father is protecting themselves.
At this moment, all the burdens of the Cui family, including the father and son two, as well as the old and young thirteen generations, were all on Cui Yanzong's shoulders. He couldn't back down. He had to hold on and hold up!
"Reputation? Does the Cui family have a clean reputation?"
Your little brother-in-law, who you married from the third wife, just entered the second stage a few days ago.
Your second cousin's daughter also became a Qigong warrior.
As for those who have reached the Qi Inducing stage in your Cui family, there's no need to say more.
Cui Yanzong, if it weren't for the rules of the sect standing in his way.
I think you will arrange all the dogs in your Cui family to be patrol dogs in the patrol team!"
Li Changming was attacking Cui Yanzong, but everyone knew he was talking about someone else.
Even when beating a dog, you have to consider the owner.
Beating a son naturally means beating the old father.
Only Wang Yulou had a bit of difficulty keeping up.
If the dogs of the Cui family all become patrol dogs, then it would seem that Cui Dingyi is the Xiqi County Magistrate who defies the heavens.
Thinking carefully, it's almost the same. Old Cui is from the bottom class, forced to choose a path that can let him walk further in life, and walked all the way to today.
Then, he met Wang Yulou.
Then, what about me?
Wang Yulou dared not think too deeply - it's too black!
This is the treasure cave of a celestial being, and Wang Yulou dare not straighten his back and be a man now.
Thinking of this, Wang Yulou made up his mind and casually waved his hand, saying.
"Alright, don't make things worse, Cui. What do you think we should do about this matter?"
How to handle this matter, rather than how to handle Li Changming, this sets the tone.
But Cui Dingyi didn't know that power and righteousness were both pressing down on him, and he didn't know how to protect himself.
Few people can remain calm in the face of the tyranny of fate, and he couldn't either.
While Old Cui was hesitating, Wang Xianzhou communicated with Wang Yulou through spirit communication.
"Someone is coming, a female cultivator, quite beautiful. She's wearing green robes. Do you recognize her?"
Wang Yulou raised his eyebrows, today's He Wan Fish Village seems to be a bit too noisy.
He dispersed his spirit sense to investigate and found no one, but he clearly saw the expressions of the people around him.
Fan and Wu were the most composed. No matter how Wang Yulou dealt with it, the worst outcome would be to kill an old Qigong cultivator without a background.
If they were killed directly or through the sect's system, they could still get some favorable treatment.
Zhang Xuewu and Qin Churan were serious. In the final stage of the assault, they hoped there would be no unexpected incidents.
Old Cui was confused and somewhat at a loss under the sudden change.
Li Changming and Cui Yanzong were exchanging insults, quite enthusiastically. But they didn't matter - just like the degree, Hou Liangping and Shen Yishi, Gao Huanwen can never decide the outcome.
Among the Qi Inducing cultivators, some were angry and some were scared - they were Cui Dingyi's people.
The majority, however, were a reserved and suppressed expectation - one whale falls, all things live. If Cui Dingyi's lineage collapses, other people's positions can change, and the unspoken benefits can increase.
So, it's still a boring game of power?
Wang Yulou, having lived two lives, found cultivation suddenly uninteresting for the first time.
Dancing in a cage, even if you dance as enthusiastically as possible, you can't get out. Even if you become a disciple of a great cultivator, you are just a plaything.
But he can't just enjoy this cultivation world only when he is empowered by great force. Here, at least, it has given him the possibility to transcend.
He raised his head and looked towards the celestial palace hidden among the clouds.
The Pavilion of Group Immortals, Alliance of Immortals, Ten Sects, Drop Water Cave, King Anbei's family, Big Fish eating Little Fish, oh...
He tried to become a chess player, a chess player of the He Wan Fish Village, but this was just the beginning.
The road ahead is still very far.
The road is long and blocked, the sea of bitterness is endless, when can one become truly free?
"Yulou friend, I..."
Finally, Cui Dingyi opened his mouth, but the sudden appearance of a green rainbow in the sky attracted everyone's attention and interrupted his words.
The person who arrived was Lin Ying, the cultivator in charge of the treasure cave of a celestial mushroom. She activated her spirit light from a distance and maximized its intensity, allowing people in He Wan Fish Village to notice it - she was very meticulous in terms of etiquette.
It's evident that she is indeed a very intelligent person.
"Huh? What's going on with you all?"
At a distance of hundreds of meters, Lin Ying slowed down.
She sat on a gigantic mushroom, dressed in a youthful and vibrant green robe, wearing a flower wreath on her head, her bare feet dangling in mid-air. With an expression of confusion, she looked at the crowd below.
Fan Zhuo, a disciple of the Dirt Pool?
Wu Faxian, an old sly merchant, tricked me into buying sterile spiritual seeds.
Who is that old Qi Inducing cultivator? Never mind, he looks like he's on his last legs. Not important.
However, Wang Yulou, this is a bit too exaggerated, don't you think?
I thought that I was already luxurious by practicing silver towers in the treasure cave of a celestial mushroom. You're playing with gold mountains?
Is the King family of Anbei so wealthy?
I don't know if the gold platform in front of me is just covered with gold bricks. At this moment, Lin Ying envies it so much.
"Yulou has moved into a new home, huh, and I, along with Wu Daoist, have come to take a look." Fan Zhuo replied.
Since everyone is from the great family of Drop Water Cave, they naturally know each other.
Even Wu Faxian, who sold sterile spiritual seeds, smiled and nodded at Lin Ying. Who doesn't like to see beautiful women?
But, Yulou was somewhat surprised.
On the night of the Iron Wyrm's attack on the Baimao Fish Port, he fought alongside Lin Ying and Ji Yuan, but in the darkness, he couldn't see Lin Ying's appearance clearly.
Nowadays, she is a beautiful woman in front of him, and she is stunningly beautiful. He can say that she is the most beautiful female cultivator he has seen in over 20 years.
Some of the Qigong cultivators at the early stage of refining qi looked at Lin Ying and were even hypnotized by her beauty, unable to tear their eyes away, and behaved rudely by staring directly.
"Since Lin friend has come, why don't we wait until Yulou is done with the current matter, and then sit down and discuss cultivation together?" Wang Yulou invited.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xianzhou's sleepy eyes suddenly brightened up, and he secretly looked at the new female child again.
Just now, I didn't look at it carefully. Now, when I look again, it's quite good. It's a good breeder, with three babies in one go and no worries about food. Excellent! Better than Qin!
Lin Ying nodded slightly and moved beside Fan Zhuo, greeting him while simultaneously communicating with Wang Yulou through spirit transmission.
'Yulou, what's going on? There are people kneeling outside, a common folk worshiping the celestial being assembly?'
'Kill dogs? Uncertain, those laypeople worshipping the celestial being has no harm.'
'Where are the dogs?'
Wang Yulou looked at Old Cui. Old Cui smiled mournfully and asked.
"Yulou friend, what do you want me to do?"
Fan Zhuo, Wu Faxian, and Lin Ying, each of them is hard to offend. Even if he wanted to curry favor with them, he wouldn't know where to start.
But now, all these people were standing behind Wang Yulou.
Cui Dingyi has not submitted to fate, let alone admit defeat.
How could he submit to fate?
Old Cui was just another time, like his previous self, realizing the reality. That's all.
To the surprise of everyone, Wang Yulou actually sat down on the steps, and he pulled Old Cui to sit down with him.
The two sat shoulder to shoulder, one young, and the other already with white hair.
Night and day's doing bricklaying and being a foreman, Old Cui hadn't had the chance to dye his hair again.
Of course, he might have just wanted to use his haggard and exhausted appearance to show his loyalty to friend Yulou.
But, loyalty is not absolute.
Yulou pointed to the village below the platform and said.
"After I arrived in the He Wan Fish Village, someone told me that there's a Cui family gang here."
"And you, Cui Daoist, he said that you are the head of the Cui family gang, hahahaha."
The Cui family gang?
Lin Ying looked at Cui Dingyi, somewhat speechless.
Small temple, big demon wind. Indeed, small temple, big demon wind.
What kind of ability does this person have to force Wang Yulou to invite Fan Zhuo to act as his backup?
"No," Old Cui wanted to explain, to struggle.
"Let me finish, Old Cui. I too come from our family. I understand, you as the family head have a difficult time."
It's just a tough girl, growing up is not easy, it's only natural to give something back to the family.
After all, you've also made so many contributions to the He Wan Fish Village. By the way, how old are you this year?
Upon hearing Wang Yulou call him a "tough kid," Zhang Xuewu's expression was hard to look at.
Are you going to let him off this time?
Yulou friend, nurturing a tiger to become a problem for yourself!
"112 years old, Yulou friend."
Cui Dingyi's answer broke into tears.
112 years old, Qigong level three, five-element root.
In order to stand in front of you, I have walked through my entire life.
But now, he was kicked away like a wild dog.
I've walked through my entire life.
In order to step onto this golden platform, I have walked through my entire life!
"Yes, so big, what's the point of arguing.
Well, there was no Cui family gang in the He Wan Fish Village before, and there won't be one in the future, right?
Yulou turned and looked at Cui Dingyi, whose beard was already covered in snot.
He trembled, stammered, and sobbed out loud in response.
"There's no Cui family gang! There was no Cui family gang in the He Wan Fish Village before, and there will be none in the future!"
At first, he was just shouting, but later, he was yelling.
In the end, his throat suddenly sounded like it had broken, and he fell into a hoarse and low voice.
Looking up, biting his teeth, and standing up, Cui Dingyi made another choice in the face of reality.
"Yulou friend, my son is truly annoying!"
Cui Dingyi stood up, turned his back, and summoned his special crescent moon spade artifact. He sliced down at Cui Yanzong's legs.
This man is very old, with the roots of his hair and beard already turning white. However, at this moment, he was like a blood-thirsty lion, directly slicing off his son's two legs.
Fan Zhuo closed his eyes, Wu Faxian was silent, Zhang Xuewu was terrified, and Qin Churan was shaking.
Lin Ying was shocked and covered her mouth. The idle Wang Xianzhou, for the first time, focused his spirit.
"Father, have you gone mad? Ah, it hurts, father, my leg, it hurts."
Cui Dingyi used a magic rope to bind Cui Yanzong's mouth and body, then turned with his son's legs and looked at Yulou in pain.
"Yulou friend, for the losses to our sect caused by his secret acquisition of spirit fish these years, I will do my utmost to compensate!"
Wang Yulou smiled at him and did not reply immediately.
"Old ancestor, he cannot be allowed to stay!"
"Right, that's how it should be! With his action, we are now the lifelong enemies of the Cui family. We must eliminate them completely!"
However, we'll have to kill him again later. Today is the time for showing mercy and demonstrating our power. If he has to be dismounted, then let him be dismounted.
This little thing is really ruthless. Looking at it now, becoming a cultivator from a common person has some meaning. There might be some big problems behind it!
Pity that the heavens saw it, Wang Yulou is being forced by Old Cui to no end.
At first, Wang Yulou was not too keen on killing Cui Dingyi — killing the local big snake would make it difficult to carry out work in the He Wan Fish Village.
The agreement "There was no Cui family gang before, and there will be none in the future" is quite good. After all, we are all classmates.
But Old Cui was too evil. He was harsh on himself, even harsher on his son, which pushed his father and son, as well as the Cui family behind them, to the brink of death.
The King family of Anbei usually doesn't make enemies with others, and even during duels, they often turn and run.
What's the point of making enemies? It's all troublesome!
Therefore, if there's an enmity, the Wang family will definitely resolve the trouble as soon as possible.
Old Cui's actions were a direct ticket to having his name removed from the family genealogy list.
"Look, everyone, Old Cui always says he's a poor kid grown up in the He Wan Village, making it seem like there's a Cui family gang.
But now, it seems that Old Cui still has a sense of the grand vision and the rule of law in our sect. He is not just a kid from He Wan Village, but also a good brother from Drip Cave!”
"Old Ancestor, you should take Chu Ran and Changming with you to find out where everyone in the Cui family is and how many there are."
"The Cui family has been reproducing and spreading branches here for many years. Be careful, they might have hidden hands."
"Chu Ran, quickly take Yanzong to get treated for his injuries. Old Cui is just too confused, oh."
"It's no big deal, I've long since found out. I'll take care of it, you can rest assured."
"Dingyi thanks you, Yulou friend!"
"Old Ancestor, with you around, Yulou feels a lot more at ease in his heart."
"No, healing the sick and saving lives, the problems must be resolved, and classmates must be cherished. This is the teaching of our sect and the celestial beings."
"You don't need to thank me, you should thank the sect and the celestial beings!"
"Haha, with you, a king of the Wolves from the Wang family, by my side, I also feel at ease."
Cui Dingyi looked at the unconscious Cui Yanzong being carried away, feeling a slight sense of peace in his heart. He ignored Wang Yulou's nonsense and focused on the essence.
"Dingyi understands, from now on, he will only look up to Yulou friend."
However, he felt that it was enough for some people, but others still thought it wasn't enough.
Lili Changming knew that he had accomplished something, but now he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
"Bang!" Kneeling on the ground, Lili Changming shouted.
"Disciple understands, from now on, I will follow Wang Ancestor's lead without reservation!"
It seemed like a domino effect, Lili Changming was the first one to collapse, not just fall down, but kneel down.
And then, one after another.
"Disciple understands, from now on, I will follow Wang Senior without reservation!"
"Disciple understands."
"Disciple."
There is a fact that can be accepted by most people easily, that is, absolute strength does not bring absolute loyalty.
People are a very lowly animal. They are lazy, greedy, stupid and emotional. Too much things matter more and have more meaning than loyalty to too many people.
Therefore, what the strong desire is the result of loyalty, not the form of loyalty. The form is just a means to achieve the result, and the purpose is the core.
The wild elephant is like this, Wang Xianmao is like this, and even the highly respected celestial beings in Drip Cave are like this.
But the scene in front of him was really moving. Watching those kneeling cultivators, Yulou sat for a long time, as if he was daydreaming, as if he was only enjoying himself.
He felt something emerging from within, no, from his soul, or perhaps from somewhere else that is unseen.
It suddenly appeared, within his body, his consciousness, and his soul.
In any case, it is nameless, unknown whence it comes, but it has appeared.
It is wonderful, wonderful, more wonderful than Zhou Yingxi's music, more wonderful than Lin Ying's beauty, more wonderful than too many things.
Yulou slightly immersed himself for a few seconds. He guessed, it was power, status, but it was not just power, status. It was something more.
Yes, it was a kind of medal that proved he was on the road of climbing up.
Wang Xianzhou wanted to remind Yulou, child, this is just a part of the phantasmal light that you have encountered in your life.
These phantasmal lights are so beautiful and intoxicating, but you should not be enraptured by them, there are more important things that need your attention.
But after thinking about it, he did not move and did not send a voice transmission.
Enjoy yourself, Yulou, go all out and have a good time. You are growing up quickly.
After a long time, when Lin Ying and Wu Faxian and a few others were about to laugh, Yulou finally spoke.
"Lili Changming, come on. You have courage, you are a good disciple."
"This mediocre artifact will be given to you. Cultivate well and become a cultivator as soon as possible!"
Lili Changming lifted his head and looked at the artifact in Yulou's hand, blinking disbelievingly.
Then, this warrior crawled to Yulou's feet on his knees and trembled as he took the artifact with both hands.
"Thank you, Wang Senior, Lili."
Yulou waved his hand and stood up.
"All right, get up, do your jobs well. I am not a man of mean spirit."
Then, he smiled apologetically to Fan Zhuoqiao, Lin Ying and others.
"Go inside. The trouble has been solved today, and I have prepared a Banying spirit wine of the eighth grade. Do you have the chance to drink it before?"
