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Just as Wang Heng was thinking about the fairyland system, a young voice suddenly came from the domino.
"Shi Jintian of the Shi Clan has come to see the King Ancestor."
Wang Heng came back to his senses and immediately opened the door of the Immortal Palace according to the procedure instructed by the Immortal.
After a dozen breaths, a heroic young man in golden armor strode in.
After seeing Wang Heng sitting cross-legged on the cushion, the young man in golden armor showed a look of joy, walked forward and bowed deeply to Wang Heng.
"Shi Jintian pays respect to Wang Zu."
Wang Heng, who was sitting on the mat, stood up suddenly and helped Shi Jintian up.
"When we were in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea, we had a very pleasant conversation and felt that we had met too late. Why do we seem so unfamiliar when we meet again now?" Wang Heng joked with a smile.
He and Shi Jintian are of the same age and have similar mental ages. In comparison, Wang Heng still prefers to get along with people of the same generation and does not want to make himself look like an old monster.
Realizing that Wang Heng's tone was the same as the one at the Purple Bamboo Forest Festival in the South China Sea, Shi Jintian immediately relaxed a little.
He smiled and responded, “Wang Zu doesn’t know that when Jin Tian came in, the True Immortal Ancestor of the clan repeatedly told him not to be rude to Wang Zu.
The current Wang Zu and the ancestor of our clan are uncle and nephew, and he is many generations older than Jin Tian."
As he spoke, he revealed an envious look. As a leader of the younger generation of the Stone Clan, the number of times he had met his ancestor was very few, and they were far from being as close as Wang Heng.
"We cannot control the environment we are born into. Although I am older than you in terms of generation, we are fellow travelers on the path of cultivation."
Shi Jintian nodded, feeling deeply moved. There were many immortal princes in the world, but those as humble as Wang Heng were rare.
The two sat down in front of the stone table and talked about their respective experiences and observations since they parted in Zizhulin, Nanhai.
"Ancestor Wang, is the news about the destruction of the Wang family's immortal palace true?" Shi Jintian asked.
"Well, the Wang family's immortal palace has become a thing of the past. It no longer exists and has been reduced to ashes." Wang Heng gave an affirmative answer.
"My condolences." Shi Jintian sighed and said comfortingly.
A huge palace of the Immortal King collapsed overnight. Anyone who experienced such a big change would find it hard to let it go.
"Let's look forward. As long as my father and I are alive, the Ancient King Family will not be destroyed."
Chapter 72 Wonderland
Although Wang Heng said it very casually, Shi Jintian knew that it was not a pleasant feeling to witness the family's immortal palace become history.
After thinking about it, he made an invitation and wanted to take Wang Heng to meet the geniuses of the ancient world who had gathered at the border. At this moment, a genius gathering was being held in the city, which was in full swing. It was even more grand than the one in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea, and gathered almost all the genius creatures of the primitive ancient world.
"Okay, I just want to meet those legendary prodigies in the ancient world." Wang Heng nodded.
He is about to leave this world for the fairyland. Before leaving, he wants to take a look at the quality of the younger generation in the primitive ancient world so that he can make a comparison after arriving in the fairyland.
Having said that, Shi Jintian stood up and took Wang Heng away from the Immortal Palace.
After passing through magnificent fairy palaces and crossing towering mountains, they arrived at their destination.
This is a very spacious courtyard. It is not magnificent or magnificent, nor does it have carved beams and painted buildings. From the outside, it looks like just an ordinary yard, very ordinary, but no one dares to really think so.
The reason is simple. The owner of this courtyard is a true immortal who has lived here all year round. Over time, even the flowers, plants and trees here have been imbued with the aura of immortality, and there is an extraordinary Taoist rhyme flowing.
Shi Jintian and Wang Heng stepped into the courtyard, and what came into view were pavilions built along a gurgling stream, dotted around with sacred trees and exotic flowers, emitting a rich energy of life.
The pavilion is furnished with stone tables and stone chairs. Some young people with extraordinary bearing and outstanding prospects are toasting each other and chatting happily in the pavilion, and the atmosphere is extremely lively.
As soon as the two arrived, they attracted the attention of all the geniuses in the pavilion.
Shi Jintian, the leader of the younger generation of the Shi clan, is known to all the geniuses. However, Wang Heng's face is somewhat unfamiliar to them.
Only the young creatures who had participated in the Nanhai Purple Bamboo Forest Festival recognized Wang Heng. They all stood up, looking shocked, as if they could not believe their eyes.
"Wang Zu?"
In a pavilion, a young man looked suspicious and walked out quickly to meet him.
"Who is Wang Zu? Could it be..."
The geniuses who were in the same pavilion with the young man had never met Wang Heng before, so they didn't know his origins. However, from the word "Wang Zu", they vaguely guessed something.
"Eh? Fellow Daoist Li?"
When Wang Heng saw the handsome young man in Taoist robes striding towards him, a name emerged in his mind - Li Daoge.
He comes from the Qiankun Sect and is the sect's unrivaled successor of this era. He is extremely talented and has endless potential. His personality is somewhat similar to his name, both of them are free and unrestrained.
"It's really Wang Zu! Haha, Wang Zu has come, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person." Li Dao Ge laughed heartily and made a gesture of apology.
Wang Heng smiled and shook his head.
"There are rumors in the world that Wang Zu, like the Wang family's immortal palace, has disappeared forever and will never appear in the world again. When Dao Ge heard about it at that time, he was worried for a long time and prayed for Wang Zu day and night. Now it seems that this is just a rumor." Having said this, Li Dao Ge paused slightly, his tone changed slightly, and he continued with a hint of sadness.
"No one could have predicted the sudden disaster. Fortunately, we are still alive and have not suffered any disaster. This is a blessing in disguise. Wang Zu must take care of himself and not let this ruin his path."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Li, for your concern for the Wang family. I'm fine and the current situation is very good." He could feel that Li Daoge really cared about him and was not being hypocritical, so his thanks came from the heart.
At this time, several people walked out of the pavilion in the distance. They were all Wang Heng’s “acquaintances” and they had met each other in the purple bamboo forest of Nanhai.
For example, Yu Chengzun, a young creature of the Jiuyou Beast Clan, Feng Qin, the descendant of the True Phoenix Clan, Kongjue, a young monk from Mount Xumi, and Zi Shiqing, the fusion master of the Hongmeng Purple Qi Clan...
When several people saw Wang Heng coming, without exception, they all walked over with smiles on their faces.
"Meet Wang Zu!"
Wang Heng nodded and started talking to them separately. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
Although only a few days had passed since the Nanhai Zizhulin event ended, for Wang Heng, who had experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, it seemed like a lifetime ago.
He nearly died under the dark curse and never had the chance to see the light of day again.
Therefore, Wang Heng cherishes the time he spends with these geniuses of the same age. He is about to go to the fairyland and only leave his "spirit" body in the ancient world.
I don’t know when and under what circumstances I will meet these young geniuses next time. Perhaps I will be able to have a good chat and laugh with them with my rising “Qi” body.
At that time, people had no idea that the true identity of the God of “Qi” was actually the “Wang Zu” whom they spoke of with great respect.
Especially Zi Shiqing, the heir from Zifu. The invincible seed he fused, the Hongmeng Purple Qi Seed, and the Sky Qiong Seed fused with his "Qi" body are enemy species. There is a cause and effect in the dark, and the hosts of the two seeds are destined to have a battle.
Whenever he thought of this, Wang Heng would look at the other person with a strange look in his eyes.
Such a look made Zi Shiqing feel a slight chill down his spine.
"Grandmaster Wang... You are looking at me like this, isn't it because your own seed has been robbed and you want to get a new one, and you are attracted to the Hongmeng Purple Qi Seed in my body?"
He asked half jokingly.
Wang Heng smiled and shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Zi is overthinking. The fact that the Hongmeng Purple Qi species chose you as the fusionist means that others have no chance, and I am no exception."
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
At this time, all the geniuses in the pavilion by the stream also knew who "Wang Zu" was, and they all stepped out of the pavilion and came forward to pay their respects.
"Zhu Lan of the Suzaku clan, greetings to the Grandmaster."
A beautiful girl in a flame-colored divine dress said in a crisp voice. Like her ancestor, she carried a pair of Vermillion Bird wings on her back, which were surrounded by Vermillion Bird flames. She was mysterious and extraordinary, and it was obvious at first glance that she was extraordinary.
"I've heard from Brother Shi a long time ago that Wang Zu has amazing talent and is the best in the ancient world. Seeing him today, I find that his reputation is well-deserved. I'm Mu Lin from the Mu clan, nice to meet Wang Zu..." A heroic young man bowed towards Wang Heng and sighed.
Afterwards, a group of geniuses from the ancient world came forward one after another and saluted Wang Heng.
No matter what the Wang family is like, he is still the biological son of the Immortal King, with an incredibly high seniority. There are few creatures present who can compare with him.
Wang Heng nodded to each of the geniuses and responded.
He met many geniuses who were descendants of Immortal Kings, all of whom were unfamiliar faces and had not participated in the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest event. This coronation of the king at the border was a major event that shook the era, so they naturally had no reason to miss it.
After several conversations, Wang Heng made some new friends.
"Ancestor Wang, your Dao seed is destroyed. Have you ever thought about how to continue practicing in the future? As a family of Immortal Kings, the Wang family should have collected more than one perfect seed." Someone asked this, immediately attracting the attention of all the geniuses present.
You know, Wang Heng's ranking in the realm of Dao seeds has never dropped. Even if his Dao seeds were destroyed and he lost his cultivation, his ranking did not fall, and it still floated high at the top, like a bright sun across the sky.
This shows that the loss of the Tao seed did not make this extraordinary creature depressed, he still has a foundation that is unimaginable for ordinary people.
When the geniuses present thought of this, they couldn't help but flash a trace of horror in their hearts. If it were the Tao seeds in their bodies that were shattered, they would probably be seriously injured and their path to Tao would be ruined.
Who could have thought that Wang Heng was so vigorous that even after losing his Dao Seed, he was still able to overwhelm all the other heroes and still rank first in the Dao Seed Realm.
"The future? Let's take it one step at a time. Without the right Tao seeds, it's like a skilled cook cannot cook without rice." Wang Heng said self-deprecatingly.
However, people do not believe that he will remain silent, and are all wondering what kind of extraordinary ancient species he will fuse in the future.
"My clan elders told me that the arch-enemy of the Hongmeng Purple Qi Seed, the Sky Dome Seed, is in the Wang family. Will Ancestor Wang want to fuse this invincible seed and become my arch-enemy?" Zi Shiqing suddenly thought of Wang Heng's eyes just now and made a bold guess in his mind.
“Sky Seed? It is an invincible ancient species that is as famous as the Hongmeng Purple Qi Seed. The creatures that merge with it are known as the Sons of the Blue Sky. They are extremely powerful and destined to set foot in the realm of immortals.” Someone was surprised and spoke of the strength and reputation of the Sky Seed.
However, Wang Heng denied this speculation.
"You may not know this, but I did think so. At that time, I was very happy when I thought about becoming an opponent with you."
Zi Shiqing was speechless. He was not happy at all. At the Nanhai Zizhulin Festival, he witnessed with his own eyes how terrifying Wang Heng was. If his nemesis was Wang Heng, he felt that he would have little chance of winning and would most likely lose the fateful battle.
“However, when I asked about the whereabouts of the Sky Dome Seed, my father told me that the Sky Dome Seed had disappeared and was lost. It was probably taken away by the defecting True Immortal.
Now, even if I want to fuse the Sky Seed, there is no seed to fuse.
Not being able to become an old enemy with Brother Zi is truly a great regret in my life."
Hearing him say this, Zi Shiqing broke out in a cold sweat and felt a sense of luck in his heart. Fortunately, the Sky Seed was lost and the two of them did not become enemies, otherwise, he would be uncomfortable.
However, Zi Shiqing immediately reflected on his own problems. How could he be so "gloating" when his friend's house was robbed?
So, he replied with a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "Yes, I am also very sorry. If Wang Zu could fuse the Sky Seed, our battle would definitely become a good story, and it would be passed down through the ages."
"Yeah, what a pity!" Wang Heng showed a look of regret.
When the people around heard about it, they also felt regretful. That was a perfect ancient species unrivaled in ancient and modern times, hard to find in the world, and there was only one. Yet it was thrown away like this. It was really hard to accept.
"Fellow Taoists, have you arrived at the border in advance? Why don't you see the Immortal King and the True Immortals?" Wang Heng changed the subject. From the beginning until now, he has been the focus of everyone's attention. Some people even want to get to the bottom of it. Naturally, he can't continue like this.
“Well, we arrived early just to attend this grand gathering of geniuses. This is the largest gathering of geniuses from the ancient world, so of course we can’t miss it.
The Immortal King and the True Immortals are preparing for the coronation ceremony, which will be held soon. "Li Daoqing replied.
"I see."
Wang Heng nodded.
Afterwards, everyone returned to the pavilion, sat on the stone chairs, raised their tea cups and gestured to each other from a distance.