The gray sky had just dawned, and at a quarter of an hour, smoke was already rising in the mortal villages...
Within the sphere of influence of more than 800 miles surrounding Wang's Crab Island, there are eighty or ninety islands of various sizes.
Among them, more than 20 islands, which are only more than a hundred miles away from Crab Island, are home to more than three million ordinary people of the Wang family.
Depending on the number of tribesmen living on each island, the family will dispatch monks with varying strengths to guard the island. Small islands are generally guarded by one tribesman who has completed the middle stage of Qi training and three who are in the early stages of Qi training.
The large island is guarded by several tribesmen with various levels of Qi training, including those at the ninth level of Qi training.
The main purpose is to prevent some low-level monsters and some desperadoes from causing chaos. After all, as the foundation of the monk family, ordinary people cannot be taken lightly.
More than 80 miles away from Crab Island, there is such an island, which is more than 60 miles long from east to west, more than 40 miles wide from north to south, and more than 200 feet high. It is named because there is a first-level low-grade refined copper mine on the island. Copperpot Island.
Tonghu Island is home to 50,000 to 60,000 ordinary members of the Wang clan. The island is guarded by Xiu Li, the eighth king of Xiuzi generation, and seven of his clansmen.
Among them, Wang Xiuli has reached the ninth level of Qi training. Except for the days when handing over ores, he usually spends his time practicing hard in seclusion in the first-level high-grade spiritual veins on the island, looking for any hope of building a foundation.
The day-to-day affairs on the island are handled by Wang Mingyuan, who is a member of the Ming Dynasty. Only when he can't make up his mind will he ask Wang Xiuli for instructions.
Today is also destined to be recorded in the annals of history for the Wang Erniu family, a common people on the island. Of course, this is a story for another day...
Early in the morning, Wang Erniu woke up vaguely to the shouts of his parents. The dinner table was already filled with rich food, and what was even more rare was that there was a Fire Spirit Chicken Spirit Egg.
You must know that although they belong to the Wang clan, the spirit eggs are not rich enough for ordinary people to taste easily.
If a spiritual egg were purchased with ordinary gold and silver, it would cost at least a thousand taels of silver. For the sake of the ordinary people of this family, it would only occasionally flow into the ordinary world.
This spiritual egg was rewarded by the family monks when Wang Erniu's father, Wang Tiezhu, dug out a piece of first-grade medium-grade ore while mining in a refined copper mine.
The royal father deliberately kept the spirit egg until today, just to increase the illusory opportunity for his child to cultivate immortality, but we two cows will not notice all this.
Wang Erniu wolfed down the food without saying a word, while Wang's father squatted on the threshold beside him.
Holding a dry tobacco stick in his hand, he puffed "ba chi" and "ba chi" from time to time. The smoke was so thick that people couldn't see his expression clearly. He just sat there, silent...
The Queen Mother touched Wang Erniu's head back and forth, watching her son eat with loving eyes, and telling her something from time to time. Wang Erniu agreed with a simple face, and did not forget to deal with the food in the bowl.
Not long after, the village chief himself drove an ox cart to the door. There were more than a dozen children about the same age as Wang Erniu sitting on the ox cart. Wang's father stood up and went to greet them, chatting with the village chief.
The Queen Mother held the child and put it on the bullock cart. Before leaving, she didn't forget to stuff Wang Erniu's arms with berries. Finally, as the bullock cart drove away...
Looking at the blurry figures of his parents, Wang Erniu, who was traveling for the first time, seemed to realize something. His eyes were blurred by the mist, and he gritted his teeth, holding back the tears. At the same time, he secretly thought in his young heart, learn well If you are capable, you must be filial to your parents.
Children from several villages met on the road and drove all the way towards the town...
When they arrived in the town, Wang Mingfan, the monk of the family stationed on the island, had been waiting for a long time.
He glanced at the more than thirty children present, nodded, and without saying anything else, brushed his right hand across his waist, and a turtle-shaped magic weapon appeared in the middle of the crowd.
At the same time, he muttered words in his mouth, and the magic weapon slowly grew in size, forming a space about six feet long and two feet wide. He casually said to the mayor who was waiting for instructions:
"Let the children come up."
"Yes, ancestor of the clan." After the mayor responded, he arranged for the children to board the magic weapon. These children looked at the "ancestor" in front of them. Most of their expressions revealed awe and a little excitement, imagining that they could do it in the future. Use magical means.
But they are doomed to be disappointed. Out of thousands of ordinary children, not one of them may have spiritual roots, so how can they talk about cultivating immortals!
After a while, after all the children were seated, Wang Mingfan flew away with the magic weapon, and the children in the sky burst into exclamations one after another.
Wang Mingfan controlled the magic weapon with all his strength. After all, with his strength in the middle stage of Qi training, it was not an easy task for him to lead these children.
Fortunately, he only had to take the child to the pier on the island, and then Wang Xiuli escorted him to Crab Island.
The pier was crowded with people, and parked was the first-order high-grade spiritual boat Dinghaizhou. From a distance, it looked much larger and more mysterious than the turtle-shaped magic weapon!
When everyone had almost arrived, Wang Xiuli floated onto Ding Haizhou. With his ninth-level Qi training, he used all his strength to reach Crab Island in less than a quarter of an hour after a distance of more than 80 miles.
Today is the annual spirit testing meeting of the Wang family, which is held in the square in front of the ancestral hall. One or two thousand children are sitting cross-legged in the square, chattering one after another, which is quite spectacular.
