Chapter 83 Undercurrent

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As Wang Lixing continued to talk about some problems existing in the family, Wang Mingxuan on the side couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

He really didn't expect that if he followed the ancestor's description, on the surface, the family seemed to be a peaceful scene, but in fact, many signs had already appeared internally.

"Hoo~"

After listening to the ancestor's narration, Wang Mingxuan breathed out secretly, and the joy in his heart about the success of foundation building was also washed away a lot.

"Ancestor, what can my grandson do for the family?"

Wang Mingxuan frowned and asked with a serious face.

Wang Lixing smiled silently when he heard this, and said with a faint smile:

"Three feet of ice does not freeze in one day!"

"When I tell you this, I don't mean to ask you to solve it right away. If this matter were so simple, I would have dealt with it long ago, ancestor."

"Furthermore, I want you to know what's going on so that when you deal with this matter in the future, you won't be fooled by superficial phenomena."

Wang Mingxuan nodded solemnly to express his understanding, and then asked about some doubts in his heart.

Regarding this, Wang Lixing naturally said everything he knew, and he said this to Wang Mingxuan today with the intention of giving guidance and instruction.



On the endless sea, a sea boat was sailing forward slowly, with a large king flag on its mast fluttering in the wind.

This boat is one of the three sea boats owned by the Wang family, named Dingyuan.

Wang Xiuxin, the thirteenth clan member of the Xiu family, led several members of the clan and worshipers to sit in the Dingyuan ship. Among them, Wang Xiuxin was at the ninth level of Qi cultivation.

At this time, in the reception room on the top floor of the Dingyuan, Wang Xiuxin was smiling, greeting the three monks sitting on both sides of the lower head.

"Hahaha, I had some enlightenment before and spent a few days in seclusion. I was unable to meet you all in time. Please don't blame me, fellow Taoists."

As he spoke, Wang Xiuxin raised his hands and clasped his fists at the monks below, with an apologetic look on his face.

The monks sitting below saw this and quickly stood up.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Wang is so polite. We are lucky enough to be worshipers of the Wang family. Fellow Daoist Wang is so polite, I am really embarrassed."

The old man sitting alone on the left responded with a smile while stroking his beard. His calm and unhurried demeanor was quite a bit like an immortal. Judging from his cultivation, he was at the eighth level of Qi training.

Opposite the old man, a man with a dark complexion and a relatively thick appearance immediately spoke after the old man finished speaking:

"I, Old Li, am a rough man. I don't have that many tricks up my sleeve. I only know a little bit. If anything happens, Senior Wang will just give me an order and I, Old Li, will not hesitate!"

When he heard the words Huahuachangzhi, the old man opposite him frowned subconsciously, but he immediately nodded in agreement with a smile on his face.

And the man named Lao Li kept saying that he was a rough man.

But he actually called Wang Xiuxin his senior. You must know that he himself is at the seventh level of Qi training. He could call Wang Xiuxin, who was also in the late Qi training stage, his senior without changing his expression. Obviously, he was not that 'rough'.

Next to Lao Li, a man with an ordinary appearance and no features spoke with a slightly awkward and nervous expression on his face:

"Senior Wang, my junior's cultivation level is low, and I can't usually help much. However, if there is any problem with Haizhou, I will definitely answer it."

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Hu is too polite. You and I should still be considered peers. After all, Fellow Daoist is a weapon refiner, and I cannot be called a senior."

Hearing the words "refiner", the eyes of the old man and the arrogant old Li couldn't help but flash a hint of envy.

Although this fellow Taoist Yang, whom they were not very familiar with, was only a first-level low-grade weapon refiner, and his cultivation level was only at the fifth level of Qi training.

But from Wang Xiuxin's words just now, it is not difficult to see that he attaches more importance to him than the two of him.

After chatting for a while, everyone dispersed.