Sang Laoguan turned around and raised his eyes and saw it was Ximen Changqing, chrysanthemums blooming on his face: "Changqing, you look a lot stronger. If Mulan is still here, you will definitely be very happy. Mulan has a hard life..."
As he spoke, he wiped away his tears.
When people get old, they tend to get sad easily. Moreover, if a person with white hair gives birth to a person with black hair, you can imagine the pain in your heart.
"Grandpa, don't worry. Changqing will never forget the deep blood feud. In the future, he will kill his enemies with his own hands and comfort his parents' souls in heaven." Ximen Changqing said firmly.
Cultivation of immortality is an act against nature. You should not mix too many emotions, especially you should not fall into emotions. This is very detrimental to your cultivation.
But monks are also living beings, and it is impossible to have no emotions at all, especially the love between parents and blood feud.
Sang Laoguan still wanted to complain, but Ximen Changqing quickly stopped him and said, "Grandpa is here to see Xiaoyu? Why don't you go in?"
"Xiaoyu is in seclusion. Grandpa has stopped practicing at the fourth level in his life. Xiaoyu has good qualifications, but he is afraid that no one will take care of her."
Sang Lao Guan Shouyuan originally had more than twenty years left, but after being injured this time, he was afraid that he would only have more than ten years left. What he was most worried about was Sang Xiaoyu.
"Grandpa, don't worry, Changqing will always take care of Xiaoyu." After Ximen Changqing finished speaking, he sent out a transmission note.
Soon, Sang Xiaoyu walked out. He looked a little tired, but his aura was much stronger and he had advanced to the fourth level of Qi training.
"Xiaoyu, you made a breakthrough, congratulations." Ximen Changqing smiled slightly.
"My cousin has also broken through to the fifth level of Qi training." Sang Xiaoyu looked at Sang Laoguan with joy, "Grandpa, you are here too."
"Xiaoyu, what's going on with this Danxiang?"
Ximen Changqing had no choice but to explain Sang Laoguan's questions. As for Ximen Changqing taking such good care of Sang Xiaoyu, Sang Laoguan was left with another burst of pear blossoms and rain, which made people feel helpless.
After persuading Sang Laoguan to leave, Ximen Changqing quickly asked: "What is the rate of elixir success? Does it meet expectations?"
The corners of Sang Xiaoyu's mouth turned up, and he looked at Ximen Changqing with a smile in his eyes. His red lips parted slightly: "Fortunately, the success rate of Bigu Pill has been stabilized at 90%, and the rate of Lianqi Powder has also been maintained at 70%, with 320 left. Ten pieces of Qi training materials.”
After a pause, he continued: "I have refined a total of 2,463 Bigu Pills and taken 61 pills. I have refined 850 Qi Lianqi Powder pills. In order to improve my cultivation, I have taken 13 pills. Only then did he break through to the fourth level of Qi training.”
Ximen Changqing is very happy that Sang Xiaoyu can reach such a level. In addition to her talent and a lot of opportunities to practice, her own hard work is also crucial.
This level has reached the second place in the Ximen family. Only the third uncle Ximen Renshan, a first-level mid-level alchemist, can be slightly better than Xiaoyu.
"Xiaoyu, you've worked really hard. In more than a month, there will be the triennial auction of Qingyangfang. At that time, we and Changyu will go to the market to set up a stall and earn some spiritual stones."
Although there are still tens of thousands of spiritual stones in his pocket, who would think that he has too many spiritual stones? The accumulated spiritual materials will always be used up, and there are many places where spiritual stones are needed.
"Set up a stall? What are you selling, just these pills?"
"There are also these magic weapons, spiritual grains, and talismans."
Ximen Changqing took out more than ten magic weapons. The spirit valleys were grown in the space, and the talismans were configured with captured materials, which were not used for the time being.
"There are so many low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade magic weapons. Is it possible that they were refined by my cousin?"
"I won't hide it from you. I refined it. Don't talk about it everywhere."
"My cousin is able to refine high-grade magic weapons. It's amazing." Sang Xiaoyu said with admiration.
Ximen Changqing's cheeks twitched slightly and he felt a little guilty. Xiaoyu had been studying alchemy for a year, and he had been studying weapon refining in the Nine Heavens Space for almost ten years.
Excluding the time spent cultivating magical powers, the time spent on refining weapons was at least four to five years. The exploding spiritual materials were worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones, so there was really nothing to show off.
"Fourth brother, Xiaoyu, you have made a breakthrough, why do I still want to show off?"
Ximen Changyu hurried over and found that except for himself, Ximen Changqing and Sang Xiaoyu's cultivation levels had all advanced.
"Brother Changyu, my cousin said that he will set up a stall in Qingyangfang in a month. What do you have to sell?" Sang Xiaoyu asked.
Hearing this, Ximen Changyu was stunned for a moment and suddenly said: "Oh, the auction in Qingyangfang is coming soon. We have some stocks of spiritual grains, spiritual fruits, and spiritual wines. It would be good to sell them in exchange for spiritual stones."
"Then it's settled. One month later, the three of us will go to Qingyangfang together." Ximen Changqing made the final decision.
Sang Xiaoyu and Ximen Changyu went back to stabilize their cultivation, while Ximen Changqing went to the back mountain three hundred miles away. After learning so many new magic powers, they always had to practice with monsters.
Here in the back mountain, the Ximen family will often clean up, and there will be no high-level monsters. The most common ones are the first-order low-grade monsters, and the first-order mid-grade monsters rarely appear.
The monsters near the spiritual veins cannot be killed. Even if all the monsters are destroyed, ordinary beasts will absorb the spiritual energy and transform into monsters.
Monsters from other places will also flow here, but as long as the grade is not high, the threat is not great, and it can also provide the family with some low-grade monster materials.
Thousands of miles away from Qingyang Mountain, in Jibo Ridge, the head of the Song family, Song Gongming, knelt on the ground trembling all over. His eyes were full of fear and trembling came from the depths of his soul.
An old man in black robes glared at him angrily, his chest heaving and his hands shaking, as if he was about to attack Song Gongming at any moment.
"I'll give you one more chance. My good disciple Song Tianyang is hiding somewhere."
The old man in black robes glared furiously, and suddenly made fists with both hands, smashing the table in front of him into pieces.
Song Gongming looked aggrieved, knelt forward and said in panic: "Elder, calm down, Tianyang is really gone. I have been searching for him for a year, but there is still no news."
"It's gone. I just want to send this old man away. If I can't find Song Tianyang, I, Jiang Tianxie, will destroy your whole Song family." The old man in black robe shouted angrily.
"Elder, Tianyang's soul jade slip is not broken. He must still be alive. The disciple suspects that he is greedy..."
Song Gongming revealed Song Tianjiang's original suspicion. He also suspected that his good son was blinded by the large amount of resources for cultivating immortals, and took advantage of the chaos to escape from Qingyangfang and hide far away.
What Song Gongming couldn't figure out was how the disappearance of Song Tianyang could make Jiang Tianxie so furious.
His son's qualifications were not that outstanding, but he only had fifth-grade water and wood spiritual roots. Why was Jiang Tianxie so nervous?
He even had some doubts about whether Song Tianyang was Jiang Tianxie's biological son.
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