Ximen Changqing's long-term hard work finally paid off. Lian Mei became pregnant successfully. Within a year, he would be a father.
This feeling was so wonderful that he was even thinking about what to name the new born child.
Domineering? wise? Implicit? Lovely?
"Lianmei, what would be a good name for our child?"
Ximen Changqing was undecided for a moment and frowned.
"Brother Qing, the child hasn't been born yet. I don't know if it's a boy or a girl. How can I name it? I think you're anxious."
Pan Yulian smiled at the corner of her mouth, feeling happy.
"Mei Lian is right, it's not too late to choose a name after the child is born."
"Then tonight, you have to be more honest."
"Brother Qing will hold you in his arms tonight and promise not to move."
"I say that every time."
"This time it's for real."
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Pan Yulian successfully became pregnant, which was undoubtedly a great joy. After hearing the news, the elders were very happy.
Ximen's family was about to have a baby again. Ximen Rende came over to take a look in person and confirmed that she was really pregnant. He clapped his hands on his thigh with joy.
"Yulian, now that you are pregnant, let's put aside the alchemy thing for the time being and get more rest." Ximen Rende said with a smile, for fear that his grandson's daughter-in-law would be exhausted and affect the development of the fetus.
"Sister Lian, take a good rest and leave the alchemy to Xiaoyu."
Sang Xiaoyu is several years older than Pan Yulian, but she can only call her cousin's Taoist companion sister.
"Xiaoyu, you have to hurry up. Isn't Changyu not working hard, Changyu?"
"Grandpa, I work hard, really."
Seeing Ximen Rende's gaze, Ximen Changyu blurted out.
"So ashamed."
"Ha ha!"
Suddenly, a burst of noisy laughter sounded in the cave.
Taking advantage of the happy day, Sang Xiaoyu handed over more than two thousand White Moon Pills to the clan treasury.
"Does it really have the effect of a second-grade high-grade healing pill? Why does it look like the Bigu Pill, but it's a little greener."
The great elder, Ximen Renzhi, held the White Moon Pill and frowned slightly.
"Great Elder, I tried it with a black-skinned pig, and I can't go wrong."
Sang Xiaoyu smiled and briefly said about Green Liquid. Her cousin said that there was no need for her to hide it in front of Ximen Renzhi.
"How many drops of green liquid can be added to Bigu Pill to achieve the effect of a second-level high-grade healing pill? This matter is of great importance and must not be leaked, not even to the other clan elders."
Upon hearing this, Ximen Renzhi realized the importance of the matter and quickly warned that if the matter were leaked, it would cause big trouble.
Although the White Moon Pill is far less effective than the Jade Holy Pill, the main part is the Bigu Pill, and the price is extremely low. What is the price of the second-level high-grade healing pill? At least a thousand times more expensive.
"First the Jade Saint Pill, then the White Moon Pill. This kid Chang Qing is really a blessing to my Ximen family."
A smile appeared on Ximen Renzhi's lips. His grandnephew had secrets that he couldn't understand, but he was not a meddlesome person. As long as he was good to Ximen's family, that would be enough.
He understood that once the White Moon Pill was sold, it would definitely bring huge profits to the Ximen family, but the risk was too high.
For the safety of the family, the White Moon Pill cannot be sold and must be distributed to reliable tribesmen. These tribesmen are warned that the White Moon Pill is an important healing pill for the family and must not be leaked.
With enough White Moon Pills in Guer, the injured tribesmen can receive timely treatment, which greatly reduces the risk of the tribesmen dying and virtually improves the tribesmen's continuous fighting strength.
When Lian Mei was pregnant, Ximen Changqing stayed with her for more than a month.
A month later, Lao Gui appeared in Qingyang Mountain. The Ximen family's preparations were almost complete and they could march to the East China Sea at any time.
Ximen Yunjin, who successfully built the foundation, also successfully came out of seclusion. This is already the thirteenth time the Ximen family has built a foundation.
So many foundations may seem like a lot, but in fact they are far from enough. My eldest brother is in Yunjian Mountain and is a member of the sect. My fourth uncle, Ximen Yunfei, is the third elder in Jinyang Sect.
The third uncle Ximen Yunlong is guarding Jiguan Mountain, the third uncle is in Linhaifang, and the sixth uncle is in Canghaifang.
Recently, the seventh uncle also returned to Yunjianfang, upgraded the family shop, and started selling second-level immortal cultivation resources.
As a result, there are only seven foundation builders left near Qingyang Mountain.
Qingyang Mountain is the foundation of the family, and Qingyangfang also needs a foundation builder. Those who can be transferred to the East China Sea can be at most three or four foundation builders.
"Changqing, Yunsong, the three of us will go to the East China Sea, and the clansmen will just select thirty people who will be in the later stages of Qi training."
After much thought, Ximen Rende made a decision.
In order to protect the foundation, the ancestor Ximen hid the sword and sat in Qingyangfang. The fifth uncle Ximen Yunjin has just established the foundation and needs to be consolidated.
The second uncle is in charge of Qingyang Mountain, and the fifth uncle is still hiding in the Fox Demon Cave, serving as the family's hidden trump card.
Before setting off, Ximen Changqing went to Qingyangfang and met his ancestor Ximen Zangjian.
"It's Changqing! How prepared are the tribesmen?"
"Ancestor, we are all ready. We will leave for the East China Sea immediately. Come and say hello to you."
"That's good. The ancestors of the Qingyang Mountain Clan are here, so there won't be any problems. You can rest assured to develop the East China Sea."
Ximen Zangjian looked happy, excited that his family was about to take off.
"Ancestor, this red flame spiritual fire is very suitable for refining weapons. You should keep it first."
After careful consideration, Ximen Changqing still gave the red flame spirit fire to his ancestors.
"Xuanjie high-grade red flame spirit fire? Not only can it refine weapons, but it can also give me a chance to get a glimpse of the path of pill formation. Changqing, how can you have such a good treasure?"
Seeing the red flame spirit fire, Ximen Zangjian's eyes lit up and his hands trembled slightly.
"Ancestor, don't be in a hurry to form pills. Qingyang Mountain is not the place to form pills. When ancestors are ready, you can go to the East China Sea to form pills."
Ximen Changqing has imagined many scenarios regarding the possible chain reactions caused by someone suddenly forming a pill in Ximen's family.
Generally speaking, it is not a good thing to publicly form pills in Qingyang Mountain.
"Don't worry, I'm not absolutely sure yet. If I continue to polish it for about three years, I'll almost be able to form a pill."
Looking at the red flame spirit fire in the palm of his hand, Ximen Zangjian made up his mind.
In the past three years, most of them were spent on improving their cultivation, occasionally guiding the clansmen in refining weapons, and giving more weapon refining tasks to the clansmen.
Returning to Qingyang Mountain, Ximen Changqing bid farewell to Pan Yulian, telling her not to worry about herself and to raise her baby in Qingyang Mountain.
Sang Xiaoyu also said that he would take care of her. Ximen Changyu wanted to follow him to the East China Sea, but was stopped by Ximen Rende and warned him to work hard to get Sang Xiaoyu pregnant as soon as possible.
When everything was ready, Old Turtle took out the Qingyang Flying Boat and handed it to Ximen Rende.
This was refined by Ximen Changqing, but in order to keep a low profile, he gave it to Lao Gui in advance and asked him to take it out.
Fifty miles away from Qingyang Mountain, Ximen Rende quietly released the Qingyang Flying Boat, and thirty Qi Practitioners boarded the flying boat.
As the spiritual stones were slowly consumed, the flying boat sailed towards the East China Sea at an extremely fast speed.
