Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"The situation in your country is not optimistic!"

Somewhere in Tongshan County, a young man wearing brocade clothes, with his hands behind his back, watched quietly as people from three families and six clans started fighting among themselves and jointly attacked the Tongshan Xia clan, completely dividing their heritage. He couldn't help but laugh. Twice.

"I hope the Third Prince will take me in.

We are willing to serve under the Third Prince and swear with our Taoist heart that we will never betray the Third Prince in this life! "

"If the third prince can secretly help us reshape the Tongshan Xia clan, my family will follow him forever and become a sharp sword under the third prince!"

It was Xia Shangyun who spoke.

At this time, he was covered in blood and was snatching a large amount of resources from his brothers and brothers from other clans in the family resource bank. Later, he was chased and intercepted by people from the other three families and six clans.

Now, under the escort of his son Xia Changfei and others, he finally escaped.

He was simmering with anger in his heart, and only hoped that the third prince from the Wu Kingdom in front of him could secretly support him and help him regain the glory of the Tongshan Xia clan!

"You and I have been in private contact for some years. Now, if you encounter such a situation, it would be unreasonable if I don't secretly help you!"

The young man turned around and looked at Xia Shangyun and Xia Changfei, who were kneeling respectfully on the ground and the dozen or so surviving Xia cultivators. He smiled gently and stepped forward to help Xia Shangyun and others up one by one.

"Thank you, Third Prince!"

Hearing this, Xia Shangyun felt happy and quickly thanked him and stood up.

"Gather your strength secretly. Today, I, Wu Guo, will secretly help you get back everything your Xia family has lost!"

The young man patted Xia Shangyun on the shoulder and gave instructions patiently.

"Subordinate, follow your orders!"

The word "subordinate" already proved Xia Shangyun's desire to serve.

Even if he is a dog with others, he will lead his group of people to grow up, accumulate strength, and take back everything that his Xia family has lost!

The moment he returns, the three families and six clans will be wiped out, and the Yue royal family will also be destroyed!

"Let's go! We have something to do here. Let's go back to the Kingdom of Wu with my prince."

The young man gave instructions and left with Xia Shangyun, Xia Changfei and others.

Beside him, there were two casual cultivators from the royal family of the Wu Kingdom. They were specially arranged by the monarch of the Wu Kingdom to guard the third prince.

"Is it really good to take in Xia Shangyun and his gang?"

On the right, a tall and burly middle-aged man looked at his third prince and said with a frown.

"It's still valuable, so what's wrong with it?"

"But to help them gain momentum, my royal family will definitely spend a lot of resources."

On the left, a graceful female cultivator responded softly.

"You have to invest in the early stage! As long as you can get more returns, what does this investment mean?"

The third prince raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled confidently.

"As long as they help Xia Shangyun and others gain momentum, they will be a sharp knife for our country of Wu to invade the country of Yue and tear apart the border defense line of the country of Yue.

Moreover, don't forget, they are from the Tongshan Xia clan and know a lot about the news in Yue Kingdom!

Wouldn't it be a waste to keep such talents unused? "

The two casual cultivators from the Wu royal family nodded secretly when they heard what their third prince said.

"I hope this Xia Shangyun will not disappoint my country Wu. Otherwise, if the three families and six tribes of Yue country destroy his Tongshan Xia clan, I, the country Wu, will not mind another cruel attack!"

The graceful female cultivator said coldly while looking back at the Xia family cultivators led by Xia Shangyun.

"When the time comes, let's take a look!"

Yulin County, the ancestral home of the Wang family.

"Who...who did this?! Ancestor, who did this?!"

Wang Zhongtian looked at his son's body, lying coldly on the stretcher, his eyes red, his face full of grief and anger, and he felt like his sky had collapsed.

"Shang Sanjia and Qishan Wen Family!"

"Why didn't my ancestor start a war with them?! If I don't avenge this revenge, the hatred in my heart will never go away!"

Wang Zhongtian gritted his teeth and growled.

He is just Wang Liyuan's son, and he has been proud of having such an outstanding son his whole life.

Now, his son was harmed by the Shangsan family and the Wen family, how could he calm down easily?

"The royal family secretly intervened and did not want my Wang family to fight with the four of them. If not, and the royal family intervened, my Wang family would also follow the path of the Shanxia family.

Do you want to see my Wang family destroyed? ! "

Wang Qinglin looked at Wang Chongtian and sighed.

He also knew that Wang Liyuan's death was a great blow to Wang Chongtian.

Not only Wang Zhongtian, Wang Liyuan's death was a heavy blow to the entire Wang family.

"Is this the end of my son's revenge?!"

Wang Chongtian was very unwilling.

"Forget it? How is it possible?! I, the Wang family, have to secretly accumulate strength. When one day I have enough ability to take revenge, I can avenge Yuan'er!"

Remember, as long as the green hills remain, you won’t have to worry about running out of firewood!

If the family is destroyed, it will be completely over and there will be nothing left. Even the desire to avenge Yuan'er can only be a luxury! "

Wang Qinglin didn't know how to comfort the grief-stricken Wang Chongtian, but he could only persuade him patiently.

After hearing the words of his ancestor, Wang Zhongtian fell silent. He clenched his fists several times and relaxed them several times. His mood was extremely complicated and heavy.

While Wang Zhongtian was talking to Wang Qinglin, on the stretcher, a golden seed in Wang Liyuan's body slowly bloomed with brilliance.

It's not right to say it's a seed. The golden light seed looks like a Gu insect, resembling a summer cicada.

As the golden light bloomed faintly, the golden summer cicada integrated into Wang Liyuan's body also let out a harsh cry.

This surprising scene suddenly caught the attention of the superior, Wang Qinglin.

Similarly, Wang Zhongtian also looked at the body of his son Wang Liyuan in surprise.

"Ancestor...what's going on?"

Wang Zhongtian looked at his son's chest, with a scorching golden light blooming, and the faint sound of cicadas echoing inside. He was confused and surprised at the same time.

"Back off!"

Wang Qinglin grabbed Wang Zhongtian and stepped back decisively.

He held out a piece of Zhang Ling Talisman in front of him, forming a barrier to avoid any eventuality.

He was worried about Wang Liyuan's body and what the person who killed him had done to him!

Once the golden cicada explodes, there may be unimaginable consequences.

However, after waiting for a long time, nothing as terrible as Wang Qinglin expected happened.

On the contrary, under his shocked eyes, the flesh and blood of Wang Liyuan's reattached head and the broken neck were slowly growing and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the broken arm was reattached. in this way.

"This...is this happening?!"

Wang Qinglin was shocked beyond measure when he saw the changes in Wang Liyuan's body.

Zheng~

On the stretcher, Wang Liyuan, who had been dead for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

The mouth opened slightly, and a golden cicada flew out quickly.

The moment the cicada flew out, the light immediately dimmed, turning into a dead gray color, and fell onto Wang Liyuan's chest with a splat.

"I am..."

Wang Liyuan regained his clarity, with a confused look on his face.

"Yuan... Yuan'er?!"

Seeing that Wang Liyuan had come back from the dead, Wang Qinglin and Wang Zhongtian both felt their scalps numb.

How bizarre! It’s so bizarre!

They have never seen anything so bizarre!

Even though Wang Qinglin has been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years and thinks he is well-informed, he has never seen anyone come back from the dead!

"Ancestor, dad!"

Wang Liyuan staggered to sit up, subconsciously touched his neck, and looked at his severed arm: "Wasn't I... killed?"

"It was the cicada on your chest that saved you!"

Wang Qinglin suppressed the shock and joy in his heart, and his eyes fell on the completely dead cicada insect on Wang Liyuan's chest, which had turned into a dead gray. He felt deeply shocked by the magical thing that could bring people back to life.

"So that's it."

Wang Liyuan picked up the cicada insect on his chest that had turned into ashes and whispered.

"Yuan'er, what is this cicada? How can it have such a magical effect? ​​Can it bring people back to life?!"

Wang Zhongtian looked at the dead gray cicada with curiosity and surprise. Until now, his mood has not completely calmed down.

"This thing was obtained in Wanlong Mountain when I was training in the Hundred Tribes Conference. I don't know which of the seniors left this fairy thing. Its name is 'Cicada of Life and Death'.

At that time, the child did not know the function of this substance, so he integrated it into his body and would study it in detail later.

Now it seems that this thing should be able to bring people back to life. However, the number of times of rebirth is only once! "

"Hahaha! As expected of me, Wang Zhongtian's son, he is indeed blessed with great luck. My son is the son of destiny. Who can carry him?"

"It's just luck! If I hadn't been lucky enough to get this thing, I'm afraid the child would really be dead!"

Wang Liyuan smiled bitterly, remembering the scene when he was killed by a casual cultivator under his family.

"Ancestor, where is Master Huangxian?"

"What are you looking for Master Huang Xian for?"

"Yuan'er was killed by him!"