Wang Chenshan glanced at him and sneered: "What does Qi Zhongtian mean?"

Before Qi Hong could speak, Qi Yuanshan stood up and said, "Senior, the head of the family also knew about being born in Liucheng, so he wrote a letter to you. My brother died in Liucheng this time. This matter must be explained to my Qi family."

After hearing Qi Yuanshan's words, Qi Hong said intimately that it was not good. He was really not afraid of a tiger. He dared to speak like this in front of Wang Chenshan.

"Random!" Sure enough, Wang Chenshan sneered, waved his sleeves, and a strong wind suddenly emerged from the sky, and the strong wind wrapped around Yuan Shan and left.

Qi Hong wanted to stop him, but he couldn't react at all. He was like this, let alone Qi Yuanshan. Qi Yuanshan felt a flash in front of him and a pain in his body. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and directly hit the rocks in the yard.

"Your head doesn't dare to talk to me like this. You, a junior, want me to give you an explanation. What are you?" Wang Chenshan sneered, "Send out the guests!"

Just as Qi Hong was about to apologize, he heard a hearty laughter from afar: "Don't calm down, who makes you uncomfortable, I'll go back and teach him a lesson."

Qi Hong's eyes lit up. The person who came here was Qi Zhongtian, the head of the Qi family.

Ye Ling also turned his head and said that the person who came was about forties. He was dressed as an ancient man, wearing gray wide sleeves, wearing wooden clogs, long shawls, with sharp facial features, and being powerful without anger. He walked and walked, and looked not a good character.

He flew past Qi Yuanshan directly, without even giving him a trace of light.

Qi Hong quickly bowed and apologized. Qi Zhongtian said dissatisfiedly: "I just asked you to come here to do some small things. I didn't expect that you wouldn't be able to do any small things well. Go back and receive the punishment yourself."

Wang Chenshan snorted coldly and threw the letter in his hand to Qi Zhongtian and said, "What they want to do is not a trivial matter. You and Ying'er are husband and wife, and Ye Ling is Ying'er's niece. You want her life in this letter, and your tone is really a bit too big."

"The Spirit of Visualization?" Ye Ling said in confusion.

Prince Zhen nodded: "Everything has spirit, and there is spirit and energy. The one who cultivates immortals is just a breath of spiritual energy."

"The first step in the ancient practice of cultivation requires a visual spirit, which can be famous mountains and rivers, sun and moon, birds, animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects."

"Only by having the spirit of visualization, the aura and charm of it and the courage of oneself can be considered as body refining."
Chapter completed!