Chapter 89: Gathering Together (available on Friday, please pre-order)

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In the small courtyard at the top of Qingyun Peak, Wang Lixing, who had been standing with his hands behind his hands for three days, put away his penetrating gaze.

He turned around and faced Wang Lequan with a calm face, his lips parted lightly and he said:

"let's start."

"yes."

After Wang Lequan bowed, he immediately flew out.



On the left, ten miles away from the Library Pavilion, several majestic and antique halls stand upright in sequence.

Viewed from above, this courtyard is facing Qingyun Peak and the mountain gate in the distance. It consists of three palace buildings of different sizes, covering an area of ​​dozens of acres.

Entering this courtyard from the entrance, you are greeted by a large square covering an area of ​​nearly ten acres. This square is where the Wang family gathers for all major events.

Across the square, there is the first building in the courtyard. It is a simple building with carved beams and paintings. The gate alone is five feet high, and the whole building is nearly ten feet high.

Right above the gate, there is a two-foot-long plaque with the words "Luan Ao Feng Zhu" and "Wang Family" in Gaoshu!

Passing through the front hall, a loft with a similar architectural style to the previous one but smaller than the front hall stands here. This loft is where the Wang family entertains and receives guests.

At the very back of the courtyard, the smallest of the three palace buildings is located here.

And it is in this smallest attic that a far-reaching meeting will be held.



Walking into the hall of this attic, one glance saw a portrait of an old man with kind eyes and a hint of majesty, looking into the distance with a smile on his lips.

The person in this painting is none other than the first ancestor of the Wang family, Qingyun Zhenren.

At the bottom of the portrait, on a long wooden platform, there is a tripod-shaped incense burner, with three huge yellow incense sticks stuck in it.

And the wisps of smoke produced by its continuous burning slowly float toward the portrait, adding a sense of mystery.

Directly in front of the wooden platform, there is a large Taishi chair standing alone. On both sides of it, there are about a dozen chairs distributed on each side.



In the hall at this time, Wang Lequan was sitting on the top chair on the left, closing his eyes and relaxing.

After a while, Wang Xiujie came to the hall first, bowed his hands to Wang Lequan, and after the latter nodded, he sat on the chair below him and waited silently.

As soon as Wang Xiujie sat down, within a few breaths, Wang Xiuzhu and Wang Xiurong came one after another. After greeting Wang Lequan and Wang Xiujie with a smile, the two of them sat down next to Wang Xiujie.

Wang Xiurong was the old man who spoke in the family treasury on the day of the foundation building vision. After breaking through the foundation building period, he has been guarding the family treasury.

After a while, five white-haired old men came together. When they saw the person coming, except for Wang Lequan, Wang Xiujie and the other three stood up, bowed their hands and shouted in turn.

"Uncle Sixteen."

"Uncle Eighteen."

"Nineteenth Aunt."

"Uncle Twenty-one."

"Brother."

The leader, the old man whom Wang Xiujie and the others called Uncle Sixteen, nodded to several people, then raised his hands to Wang Lequan and shouted:

"Second brother!"

After the old man finished shouting, several old men behind him also shouted in unison:

"Second brother."

"Second uncle."

When Wang Lequan heard this, he opened his eyes, nodded to several people, smiled and said:

"Everyone, take a seat."

After hearing Wang Lequan's words, the five people immediately walked to the chairs opposite and sat down one by one.

And these people are the five elders of the Wang family.

The old man called Uncle Sixteen by Wang Xiujie and the others is the eldest elder of the Wang family and the oldest living member of the Le generation. He is in charge of the family's complicated affairs and has perfected his Qi cultivation.

Wang Leping.

The old man, the eighteenth uncle, is the second elder of the Wang family and is in charge of the family alchemy palace. He is also a first-level high-grade alchemy master with perfect Qi cultivation.

Wang Leqing.

The old woman of the Nineteenth Aunt, the third elder of the Wang family, is the old woman that Wang Shian met in the Library Pavilion. She is sitting in the Library Pavilion and has perfected her Qi cultivation. She is also the only female clan member of the Le Zi generation.

Wang Lejia.

The old man of the twenty-first uncle, the fourth elder of the Wang family, manages the family formation and has perfected his Qi cultivation.

Wang Leyuan.

The above four people, apart from Wang Lesheng, who is ranked twenty-third, are one of the few living members of the Lezi generation who are still alive in the Qi Lian period, and their life spans are basically at an end.

The last person among the five is Wang Xiulin, the fifth elder of the Wang family and the eldest of the Xiuzi generation. He is in charge of the family general affairs hall and has perfected his Qi cultivation.

By the way, unlike other sects, the Wang family is ranked internally not by cultivation level, but by seniority. Even if Wang Xiujie and the other three are monks in the foundation-building stage, they must bow to their elders first when they see them.

After a while, Wang Mingxuan arrived belatedly.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw that all the elders had arrived. Wang Mingxuan had already laid the foundation, and his face with a scar couldn't help but be full of ridicule.

As the youngest junior present, and attending such an important occasion for the first time, he was the last one to arrive. Wang Mingxuan wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Looking at Wang Mingxuan who was extremely embarrassed, Wang Lequan shook his head with a smile and said to the rescue:

"Okay, you have just established the foundation. It is important to stabilize the realm. It is not too late. Sit down." After saying that, he pointed to the chair next to Wang Xiurong.

Everyone on the side also smiled and said they didn't care, especially those from the Le generation, who looked at Wang Mingxuan with admiration.

For the family they have worked hard for all their lives, it is gratifying to see someone succeeding them in their dying days.

Wang Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, saluted the elders one after another, and then sat down at the bottom on the left.

Just as Wang Mingxuan sat down, Wang Lixing's figure appeared at the door of the hall. Seeing this, everyone stood up and shouted in unison:

"Meet the clan leader."

Upon hearing this, Wang Lixing smiled and nodded to everyone in turn, raising his hand to make a virtual gesture.

"Everyone, take a seat."

After finishing speaking, he slowly walked to the Grand Master's chair with one hand behind his back. However, he did not sit on it directly. Instead, he walked around the Grand Master's chair and came under the portrait of Qingyun Zhenren.

After staring for a moment and bowing slowly, he came to the Grand Master's chair and sat down.

After Wang Lixing sat down, his eyes slowly moved on everyone's faces. He was silent for a moment, and then he said:

“This time I’m calling everyone together, I have a few things to announce.”

When everyone heard this, they immediately put away the smiles on their faces and sat upright and listened carefully.

"The first thing is about Mingxuan's foundation building ceremony, which will be held in a month. At that time, Xiu Rong will handle the issue of inviting all the surrounding forces, large and small."