Under various reasons, the Wang family, who instinctively made a big family in China, lived in seclusion in the countryside, did not care about the world, nor compete for fame and fortune.

Just keep the years safe.

Wang Xiuwei understands it with his heart.

Soon, nine incense sticks were finished.

Wang Xiuwei gradually toasted and kowtowed to his ancestors.

Finally, his eyes fell on Grandpa's spiritual throne, and he was silent for a long time, then he slowly spoke: "Grandpa, the child is going out. This time, he is fighting for the country again!"

When my uncle left, he sent him to the army for training.

He lived up to his expectations. After a hundred battles, he became a general of Yuandong. He was not inferior to Yi Qianqiu, and was one of the most favorable candidates for the next lord.

But an accident caused him to lose his memory, and he eventually returned to Fuhaine by chance and met his current wife.

His heart gradually became stable and he decided to let go of everything in the past and live a good life.

Yes, at this time.

Yi Qianqiu was abolished, and Ruan Yun was defeated.

The Godly Sheng Sect is rampant, and the Source East is dim.

He could no longer live quietly, so he looked at it coldly! Because he was not only a descendant of the Wang family, but also a soldier! When the country needed him, he would stand up immediately and move forward without complaints, with a sword and a horse and a corpse.

When I went there, I was a man, so why not when I returned and turned into a martyr?

After the ancestor worship was finished, Wang Xiuwei turned around and stepped out from here and went to the Wang family's middle hall.

The Wang family's central hall enshrines the ancestors of the Wang family, Wang Daozhen! The Wang family's ancestors, the founder of the Wang family's swordsmanship, was born in the Song Dynasty, died in the Ming Dynasty, fought for the country all his life, and killed the enemy with thousands of records.

But it can't stand the iron cavalry of history and the axles of the times. I can see the Great Xia tilting, and the country is broken and the mountains and rivers are broken.

After several declines and several radicalizations.

After decades of drunkenness and despair, he finally realized the most powerful generation, realized the sword technique of the Wang family, assisted the Ming Emperor in fighting south and north, and went up against the current, and finally established the position of the Ming Dynasty, and became a perfect master, and ascended to the end with the perfect merits.

It has been five hundred years since then that the Wang family quietly withdrew from Fuhai.

After Wang Daozhen became a king, he was posthumously named the national guardian. His portraits were protected in the tombs of several generations of Ming emperors and were worshipped by future generations.

His other spiritual position is not in the Wang Family Ancestral Temple.

Not in any place in the world.

Wang Xiuwei bowed to the portrait of his ancestors and kowtowed tightly.

Later, he pushed open the table below the portrait, chiseled three feet into the ground, and turned out a long brown box from the ground.

The box is two meters long and three meters long, and the whole is as dark as ink. There is nothing special about it, only traces of decay left by the embellishment of time.

Just now I was turned out and I could smell a trace of rotten smell, like a wet dead tree that had been dead for a hundred years.

Wang Xiuwei reached out and gently stroked the box, as if he wanted to smooth out the colorful traces on the box. The light in his eyes was particularly sacred, as if he was performing some kind of holy ritual.

After a long time, he slowly opened the box, and a beam of golden light suddenly overflowed, covering the entire central hall, and the dragon's mighty trembled, overflowing.

Wang Xiuwei calmly took out the things in the box.

Suddenly, the golden light was soaring, and the panic was as bright as the power of the sky. The sound of a dragon roaring in the void seemed to be heard, and the dark thunder was pounding, and the magical powers were formed! Wang Xiuwei's hand trembled slightly, took it out from the box, and then slowly pulled it out.

Chi! In an instant, the golden light was magnificent, and the dragon's might passed through the central hall, covering the entire royal family. The luster that shot out randomly made the place ascend to the flat ground and its divine power was vast.

Wang Xiuwei raised it above his head and it became as bright as the hall would be hanging high tomorrow, like a magic weapon! This... this is a knife! But it is also distinguished from ordinary swords.

Half of the knife is a knife, and half of the knife is a blade.

It is a sword coexisting, which can be used to open and close swords, and it can also be used to advance slowly.

The sword and sword are one, and the world is unique! This sword is the overlord of the Wang family: it is too gold in troubled times! Once, it suppressed an era, and the light of a sword requires the blood of ten thousand people to be cut.

Once, Wang Dao Wuyi's own efforts were forced to improve his ranking and ranked first in the world's weapon list.

Its glory is an inch of golden light, an inch of enemy blood.

Hundreds of thousands of enemy blood finally irrigated the sword's peerless murderous aura and its sharpness.

I don’t know how many people were awakened by the sword’s energy in their sleep.

After immersing for nearly thirty years.

This troubled time, Taijin appeared again.

The sword holder is a descendant of the Wang family, Wang Xiuwei! Om! Om! Om! He held the sword high and had not taken action yet.

The golden light in the sky has overflowed inch by inch, as bright as the sun, and dares to compete with the vast sun.

This bright and bright people, the sun shines on the nine states, the world is warm, and the breeze is coming, which is the general trend.

But, this knife appears in the world.

This place caused a gust of bloody storm. The golden dragon was excited and spit out a heavy dragon breath, boiling in the void and roaring happily.

The earth was shaking continuously, and inch of land cracked open, and golden light soared into the sky.

Wang Xiuwei stepped out of the central hall and looked up.

In the wild sky, a five-clawed divine dragon was waving its tail and roaring, calling for thousands of great momentum, attracting millions of divine lights to bathe in the king's cultivation body.

His glory is better than the burning sun! This is where the Wang family has been in a century of energy! At this time, the King of Greeting is fully cultivated.

The 500-year glory of the Wang family, its inheritance and future, all fall into the Wang cultivation level.

He sat cross-legged and understood the spirit of his ancestors wholeheartedly.

This cross-sitting took several days.

When he comes out of seclusion, the world is destined to cause another tide.

The chaotic world that once made everyone in danger has once again reappeared in the world, reaching the top, and overlooking the world again.

It's like a five-clawed golden dragon carved on the body of a knife.

The clouds and mist are flying around in the vast exterior. The half-open and half-closed eyes seem to be dozing, with a lazy expression, but not angry and powerful, as if everything in the world is inferior, and no one can escape from it.

What kind of kingly posture is this?

Once, if you cut this sword, even if you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, you will be excited.

If Wang Daowu had used this knife to kill the Wen family in Yanjing.

What shit is the Wen family, the royal family, and the guardian wolf king.

Haven't they all become dead souls under the knife?

After all, I was soft-hearted and was at the forefront of the times. I was willing to bear all the pain and infamy, silently retreated from the wise and gave way to consolidate the situation of the mountains and rivers.

The Wang family never let down the country, and even more so the magnificent mountains and rivers! Five hundred years ago, five hundred years later, and so! The soul of the Wang family is with the country's mountains and rivers!!!————Wangdu, among the mountains and rivers.

The smoke is curling, the clouds are simmering, and the strange peaks are listed.

In the trends, there seems to be a giant dragon entrenching, singing forever, and sheltering this place forever.

The winding and rugged things are restored to the old things, and the momentum of this place is shining year by year, thriving day by day, and prospering from generation to generation.

A leaf tells autumn.

Yuandong is a good place.

It is different from the Xuanbei War Zone where heavy snow is flying, and it is different from the Shengxi War Zone where mountains and forests are surrounded by miasma.

It is also different from the Tiannan War Zone, which is preparing for war and revitalizing mountains and rivers.

This place is the most peaceful and the gas is the most peaceful. The peaceful development of the year has brought about outstanding people and spiritual lands in Yuandong, and countless aspiring young people have emerged.

And all this is due to Lord Yuandong.
Chapter completed!