When Young Master Song said this, he had been observing the faces of Qi Guanyu and others. Seeing that their faces were as usual, he was not so worried. Wealth and wealth are in danger. Their family really needs a Zongheng Pill now, even if they know that contacting the Xiahou family now is It is a very dangerous matter, and the Song family has no right to hesitate.
"In that case, we still have to go to the Song family first -" Tong Yi did not expect such a result.
"Your Majesty is right. The identification verification of these ten years has been extremely strict. You must register at the local office of the Song family before you can move freely." The young master did not expect that these adults would be so bold. Previously, he planned to go directly to Xiahou's house.
"I wonder how far it is to get to the Song family. Will it pass by the Xiahou family?" What Longxin thought was that if he passed by, he could still inquire about the news.
"If you don't pass by, it can be said that there are two completely different directions. The port is on the east side of the mainland, the 20 families are on the north side of the continent, the 200 small families are on the south side of the continent, and the trading market is on the west side. Also because the outer continent is in a ring shape, you must pass through Only the port in the east or the trade market in the west can reach the territory of the Zhong family in the east." Song Zihao, the young head of the family, explained.
"I see, then I'll trouble the Song family to entertain me." Wei Sheng Suwen said in an easy-going manner after seeing the result.
"Whatever you say is appropriate." The young head of the family is really afraid that the adults will act arbitrarily without caring. In that case, the Song family may be close to death.
The speed of Lingma was extremely fast, and there was a time limit for registering one's identity. The group of people hurried on without rest, and finally arrived at Song's house on the evening of the fifth day.
What Yan Feiyue and others didn't expect was that the queue to greet them at the door of the Song family was really big. Even Song Zihao's grandfather, Song Zemin, the old family owner, came out to greet them in person.
When the six of them, Qi Guanyu and Yu, got out of the car, the old Patriarch Song was really surprised. He quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Greetings to the real person and fellow Taoists."
This move of the old Patriarch Song shocked everyone in the Song family. The old Patriarch has a cultivation level of the third level of Jindan. He calls him a real person, which means that this young monk has a higher level of cultivation than the old Patriarch. And when he calls other monks fellow monks, it means they are on equal footing, which means that the other five men and women are also practicing Jindan.
How could the Song family, which only had one Jindan monk, not be surprised by this! This caused Shopkeeper Song and Young Master Song, who were chatting with a few people along the way, to have their legs trembling. These big guys were too easy-going and low-key!
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist, but I'm going to bother you for a few days." Shentu, a man of similar cultivation level to Patriarch Song, stood up and said.
"Real person, please come to Taoist friends." Patriarch Song quickly corrected his mentality. As long as they take good care of these big bosses, the benefits will be inevitable.
"Please." Qi Guanyu said, and then he followed the old Patriarch Song to lead the way to the courtyard where the six guests lived.
The third generation head of the Song family was thankful all the way. Fortunately, their family did not neglect it when preparing the room.
Yan Feiyue and others were very satisfied when they saw the courtyard of this six-room house. The three bedrooms all had side rooms for bathing, a dining room, a conversation room, and finally a kitchen.
"The master and fellow Taoists should rest first. If you need anything, please tell Patriarch Song Shuyin. As for the monks brought here, my grandson Song Zihao will take good care of them." Old Patriarch Song Zemin said.
"Thank you, Patriarch Song, Patriarch Song and Young Patriarch." After Wei Sheng Suwen sent the three of them off attentively, they went back to the house to take a bath.
But the conversation hall of the Song family was very lively. When everyone saw the three helmsmen coming in, they all became quiet.
"The adults who came today did not tell us their real names. Please remember to use pseudonyms and honorifics.
The leader of the group, Ning Zhenren (Qi Guanyu), has a higher level of cultivation than me. Ning Zhenren’s Taoist companion Xiahou Daoyou (Yan Feiyue) has a cultivation level equal to mine and is also at the third level of Jindan. Xiahou Daoist’s sister-in-law, Taoist Bai Rong ( Tong Yi) has a cultivation level of the second level of the Golden elixir, the elder of the Song family also has a cultivation level of the second level of the Jin elixir, and the youngest son of the Song family has a cultivation level of the third level of the Jin elixir and a second level of the Jin elixir respectively. "The old head of the Song family told everything he knew.
"Zi Hao, pick up the boat tickets for several adults tomorrow and go to the office to register for temporary residence. Since these adults have not concealed their cultivation in our Song family, they have the idea of cooperating with our Song family. You must correct your mentality and let the adults see the sincerity of the Song family so that we can deepen our cooperation." Song Shuyin, the head of the Song family, said calmly.
For dinner, the Song family specially sent a spiritual chef over to cook ingredients with spiritual energy.
Yan Feiyue looked at the single menu, which was average in color but rich in spiritual energy, and sighed: "As expected, as the official said, people in the world of cultivation are not very fond of food."
"Why?" Longxin randomly picked up a piece of lettuce, and her taste buds were shocked. What is this? Is it boiled vegetables?
Yan Feiyue knew that Xinxin would react like this and explained:
"Guan Guan told me before that monks in the world of cultivation pay special attention to cultivation. Even spiritual food will accumulate impurities in the body if they eat too much. Accumulation of too many impurities in the body will affect the progress of cultivation."
Yan Feiyue felt that this was really unnecessary. The life of a monk was long, and it would not be too boring to just practice.
Tong Yi simply couldn't stand listening anymore and declared very seriously: "I don't want to be completely fasted."
"I don't want it either!" Yan Feiyue firmly supported.
"I don't want it either!" Godson appealed passionately.
"I don't want it either!" Shen Tuqi and Weisheng Suwen are also used to eating.
Qi Guanyu, on the other hand, did not express his opinion. If he ate it, everyone would just send out the impurities regularly. If he didn't eat it, he would just stop eating it too.
"Then if we need to cook, the three of you can take turns cooking, okay?" Tong Yi said to Wei Sheng Suwen, Shen Tu Qi, and Qi Guanyu. He knew that Wei Sheng was the best cook among them. , but she didn’t want Wei Sheng to be too tired, so it was better to take turns.
"Yes, but you need to spend some time studying with Wei Sheng." Qi Guanyu nodded and said.
"Let's help first." Shen Tuqi felt that this was the responsibility of the three of them.
"That's it!" Yan Feiyue agreed.
"Let's just make do with it today! Let's make it ourselves tomorrow!" Tong Yi picked up her chopsticks, picked up a handful of broccoli, and said as if she was dead.
"But the spiritual energy here is really rich, comparable to the secret realms of the modern continent." Longxin sighed as he ate the tasteless spiritual ingredients, taking pleasure in the bitterness.
"According to the current cultivation environment, we have to adjust our cultivation rhythm again tonight." Shen Tuqi took the chopsticks and looked at the dishes on several plates, really confused about which one to pick.
"Try the monster meat! We have never eaten this before." Wei Sheng Suwen picked up a piece of unknown meat and fed it into his mouth. Then he regretted it, but based on the principle of shameful waste, he still put it into his mouth. The meat in his mouth was swallowed.
"Haha——, it seems that if you try it, I won't have to taste it." Shen Tuqi gloated, and he knew it would not taste good.
"Forget it if you can't eat it. Let someone carry it to those who need it!" Qi Guanyu knew the taste without tasting it. This was the reason why he originally chose Jue Gu Dan instead of spiritual ingredients.
Then, Yan Feiyue put down her chopsticks obediently, and others followed suit.
"Tomorrow, the Song family should come to pick up their boat tickets and register. I'll take a look around this area." Weisheng Suwen said.
"You take Xiahou Tian with you and let him get familiar with the environment here. After the formalities are completed, we will leave first. After we understand the situation of Xiahou's family, we will notify them to return to Xiahou's family." Qi Guanyu said.
"Okay." Wei Shengsuwen took the tickets from several people one by one, and then asked the child to come in and clear the plates.
After seeing that everything was done, they went back to the house to meditate and adjust their breathing.
The next day, at dawn, Wei Sheng Suwen woke up from meditation. Seeing that Tongtong was still immersed in cultivation, he got out of bed quietly and prepared to go find Xia Houtian.
As soon as they walked out of the small courtyard, they saw Song Zihao, the young master of the Song family, and Xia Houtian chatting.
"I've seen you, sir." The two people at the door said in unison.
Wei Sheng Suwen nodded slightly at Wei Sheng, and then said: "But you want to register for temporary residence?"
"Exactly." Young Master Song replied.
"Young Master Song, please lead the way!" After Wei Sheng Suwen finished speaking, he said to Xia Houtian:
"A Tian, after today's identity registration, the six of us will go to Xiahou's house first. When the situation there stabilizes, we will send a message and you can set off again."
"Yes, sir." Xia Houtian replied seriously.
The young master of the Song family on the side lamented that his grandfather's guess was really accurate. Their small family really couldn't retain the big shot!
"Young Master Song, why don't you see any monks wielding swords?" Weisheng Suwen asked when he saw that there were already monks rushing on the street.
"My lord, I don't know. There are rules for sword-wielding in the outer continent: there are no restrictions on sword-wielding for middle families. Only monks with golden elixir or higher can fly with swords for small families. After all, there are two hundred small families. It's too confusing to fly in the sky. Yes." Song Zihao explained.
"I see, but I'm afraid the number of people in one middle family can equal several small families!" Weisheng Suwen smiled and said casually. It can only be said that there are privileges everywhere, especially in the world of cultivation.
"Sir, what a joke! Haha -" How should Song Zihao reply? Is this a mockery from privilege?
At this time, a voice came from behind: "Brother Zihao, where are you taking people to?"
"Purple, these two are from the Fan Continent of our family. They came here yesterday and took them to register their identities today. What are you doing so early in the morning?" Song Zihao looked at the boy in eggplant color.
"I'm going to my grandpa's house tomorrow and I'm going out to buy some things today." The young man wearing an eggplant-colored robe had a round face and spoke cheerfully.
After hearing this, Song Zihao had an idea in his mind and said, "Then go ahead! I'll go to your house to find you after I finish my work."
"Okay! I'm leaving first, Brother Zihao." After the boy said that, he ran away in a hurry.
