It had been more than ten years since he had transmigrated to the Xianxia world.
Wang Changsheng, who felt that there was no way out, was looking for a place to spend the rest of his life peacefully.
However, an accident next door changed his life.
Faced with his friend’s request, Wang Changsheng had no choice but to help his friend take care of his wife and daughter.
When he saw the wives and daughters of the two neighbors,
Wang Changsheng shouted in his heart, Damn it, this is actually the feeling of being moved.
Wait a minute, why was there a neighbor next door?
Could it be that I’m going to become the old king next door in the cultivation world?
Since there are so many neighbors, I’ll build a family next door!
From then on, Wang Changsheng established a family in the cultivation world.
In just over 200 years, Old Zhu had nearly a million descendants.
As a transmigrator, he had so many neighbors.
It shouldn’t be too much to surpass Zhu Yuanzhang in the number of clansmen in two hundred years!
The introduction is weak, but it can’t be too much. Please look at the main text.